After two hours of hard interrogation at the police station, they didn't believe me anything, they didn't believe me, they said that I was a terrorist from Xinjiang, asked me if I had any accomplices, and finally I gave the police a phone number, saying that by calling this number, I could find my accomplices. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The number I gave him was from Director Huang.

About half an hour later, Director Huang anxiously ran in from outside.

"Yuan, Brother Yuan, it's really you, aren't you dead?" Lao Huang looked at me with a strange expression.

"Look, get me some clothes." I didn't have the heart to say it.

When Lao Huang heard this, he first asked the policeman next to him to open the handcuffs for me, then turned around and ran out, and said when he went out: "Brother Yuan, you are so white." ”

Damn, I was so angry that I almost kicked him twice.

This is the so-called someone in the court who is easy to do, if I hadn't called Lao Huang over, I really jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't tell.

After two cigarettes, Lao Huang came in from outside, holding a spring police uniform and a pair of leather shoes in his hand, and said let me put it on first.

I really dreamed of being a police officer before, how majestic it is to wear a dress, and when I put it on, I realized that this dress is really a person, and it is very uncomfortable to wear.

After getting dressed, Lao Huang borrowed an office from the leader here, and after the two of us entered, he closed the door with his hand, sent me a cigarette and asked me: "Brother Yuan, what the hell is going on, I still attended your funeral on the day of your funeral, why are you alive again?" ”

"I went on a tour of the underworld." I casually said a perfunctory sentence and asked, "By the way, I heard that a new supernatural organization has appeared in Shanghai, do you know about this?" ”

As soon as I said this, Lao Huang's face suddenly changed.

He sighed heavily: "Brother Yuan, two days after your burial, a new supernatural organization appeared in Shanghai, and you also know that as long as it does not involve national security and does not violate national laws, we have no right to interfere. Less than a week after the establishment of Tongtian Pavilion, they found Manager Hu and them, and what made people angry was that they beat Manager Hu to the hospital on the spot, and also issued a war letter, saying that they would either surrender or die. When I heard about this, I immediately arrested the person who injured Manager Hu, but after Manager Hu learned about it, he asked us to let that guy go. ”

"What happened to the rest of the lighthouse? I tried to contact Mei Niang and Lao Hu before, why can't they get through to their phones? I asked, frowning.

"Manager Hu has been discharged from the hospital, he should be at home, and the other members should be there, but it's just ......" Lao Huang said here, snorting.

I exclaimed, "Hurry up, don't ink." ”

"It's just that the people of Tongtian Pavilion are blocked outside every day, and once the personnel of the lighthouse go out, they will be beaten back, I specially sent the police over, but Manager Hu resolutely objected, saying that this is a matter in the circle, and if the police intervene, it will make the people in the circle laugh and lose their big teeth. As for the reason why their phone couldn't get through, I guess it should be that the mobile phone was damaged during the fight, and I contacted Manager Hu through the landline. ”

Hearing this, my face was completely gloomy, and I forcibly suppressed my anger: "Old Huang, I want the information of the members of the Heavenly Pavilion." ”

"Brother Yuan, don't worry, I'll let you see it in half an hour." Lao Huang swore to me.

Lao Huang went out, I didn't ask him for Hu Wenxin's landline number, I believe that if Lao Hu and they were monitored, then, the landline must have also been monitored, and now contacting Lao Hu and them is equivalent to exposing their identities, so I decided to learn about this Tongtian Pavilion first, I am curious, what kind of organization dares to step on the head of the lighthouse. Also, why is there no reaction from Beijing, how can the vast old bird stand being ridden on his neck and?

The information was quickly brought in, I opened it and looked at it, and the details of the three people were recorded on it.

The boss of Tongtian Pavilion is called Zhou Batian, his name is very domineering, and the photo is a middle-aged man who looks gloomy, looking like he is in his fifties, very thin, with deep sunken eye sockets, with natural dark circles, giving people a very urban feeling.

I'm no stranger to this person, he is from the same sect as Brother Void, and he is the descendant of the Yinshan faction, but he belongs to the Yinshan Moon Worship Stream, and Brother Void belongs to the Yinshan Ghost Magic Stream. These two schools began to fight among themselves hundreds of years ago, causing discord among the disciples in the sect, so the Yinshan faction gradually declined.

Really speaking, Brother Void has to call him a little uncle, he and Aotian are of the same generation, he is an old guy, it is said that he has changed the demon bones, and he can show some of the fox demon skills, so people in the circle call him a nine-tailed master, a hard stubble.

The second document shows a pair of brothers, one is very tall, looks to be 1.9 meters, the muscles are very knotted, and the pimples give people a sense of invincibility. The other looks like a dwarf, less than a meter tall, only up to the waist of a big man, sick, and the combination of the two reminds me of Toguro in the Yuyou Hakushu.

Their names are Stone Refining and Stone Spell respectively, very strange names.

There is a large stack of information in the back, but these members are obviously Ma Tsai, so there is no need to worry.

Knowing the basic situation of the other party, I asked Lao Huang to take me to my grave to see.

I was buried in the very good Yongfuyuan Mausoleum in Shanghai, next to the Chinese People's Volunteer Army Memorial Hall, surrounded by very open and lush vegetation, but as soon as I entered here, I still felt a cold, the cemetery is like this, even if the sun is shining, it will make people's backs chill.

After the car was parked in the parking lot, the two of us walked inside, and the neat tombstones came into my eyes, solemn, and my heart suddenly calmed down when I saw these tombstones.

After walking for two minutes, Lao Huang pointed to me in front and said that it was almost there, I looked from afar, only to see a slender figure standing next to a tombstone like a sculpture under the sun, I recognized it at a glance, it was my goddess, Han Xiaolin.

Lao Huang was very knowledgeable and did not accompany me to go forward.

I walked over lightly and saw that there was already some dust on Han Xiaolin's hair, obviously, she had been standing here for a long time.

"Daughter-in-law." I called softly.

Han Xiaolin's shoulders shook slightly.

Then she turned her head, and I saw the face that made me think about it, but now it was so thin.

"Little Lolo!" Han Xiaolin looked at me in disbelief, tears flowed down her dry and red eyes, and punched me in the chest: "You hate it, I didn't take you to play like this, I thought I would never see you again." ”

I took her into my arms, hugged her tightly, and said softly: "With such a beautiful daughter-in-law, how can I be willing to die?" ”

After comforting for a while, I smiled evilly and said, "Honey, you miss me, come, kiss a ......"