Friendly, kind, harmless.

This is the first impression of most people after meeting Yang Shaolei.

Including Mo Xiaochuan at the beginning, the same is true.

But the people who are qualified to participate in the election of the chief judge of Spring City in this old mansion today are not simple, so naturally they will not despise this "hairy boy" in his early thirties.

In fact, this is the first time that MSS people have appeared in everyone's field of vision after Lian Bei's assassination.

It wasn't Li Haotian who came.

This incident in itself is enough to make people alarmed.

After Yang Shaolei entered the door, he did not make any tirade, nor did he carry out inquiries or other investigations, but came directly to a middle-aged man who looked quite bookish.

That was the chief judge of the Beijing Adjudication Office, the young patriarch of the Shangguan family, Shangguan Xing.

"Brother Shangguan, I wonder if you can take me to see Lianbei?"

Yang Shaolei's words were somewhat unexpected.

Not because of what he called, but because of who he spoke to.

This is Spring City.

This mansion is the adjudication office of Spring City.

Again, before the results of the election of the current presiding judge came out, this house had an owner.

The old man was sitting in the inner hall at this time, wearing a white-washed tunic suit, and the Buddhist beads in his hand had stopped twisting, looking drowsy, but no one could ignore his presence.

Du  (a grain character next to the dog character), or rather, the world more often calls him "Mr. Du".

This is Mr. Du's home and Mr. Du's home, and from a certain point of view, the assassination of Lianbei is a family matter.

It's just that the election of the presiding judge has made this matter a little complicated.

But anyway, if Yang Shaolei wanted to see Lianbei, he should also ask Mr. Du, not Shangguan Xing.

Therefore, after hearing Yang Shaolei's words, Shangguan Xing secretly raised his eyebrows.

He knew Yang Shaolei.

After all, Shangguan's family is in the capital.

The headquarters of MSS is also in Beijing.

Yang Shaolei has done reception, so the two have intersected.

But why did Yang Shaolei find Shangguanxing first?

After hesitating for a moment, Shangguan Xing laughed out loud, and then said, "Okay, follow me." ”

After that, Shangguan Xing took Yang Shaolei into the inner hall, bowed slightly to Mr. Du, and saw that the latter did not respond, so he turned around and walked out of the side door of the inner hall.

When he came to the courtyard, Shangguan Xing said: "It seems that you MSS people know a lot. ”

Yang Shaolei said with a smile: "There are so many distinguished guests present today, only the Shangguan family's spiritual art has living white bones, and the gods of the living dead are strange, so I believe that at this time, in addition to the people in Spring City, they should be the people of Brother Shangguan." ”

Shangguan Xing's footsteps paused slightly, tilted his head and said, "Reasonable." ”

Then the two of them came to a wooden house.

This room looks a little similar to Jingwei's study from the outside, but the area is smaller, of course, the main difference is that even if the two of them have not yet entered the door, they have already smelled the smell of medicine.

Shuiyue Hall is a medicine hall of the Spring City Adjudication Office.

People like Mr. Du, Lian Bei, and Jingwei will of course not get sick easily, and they are not easily injured, and once they are injured, they cannot be treated by ordinary hospitals.

So it's not surprising that they have their own medicine hall.

After opening the door of Shuiyue Hall, the decoration style inside is a bit mixed, no longer a completely antique building, but equipped with modern technological equipment such as operating beds, electrocardiographs, various hanging bottles, scalpels and so on.

At this time, of course, Lian Bei was lying on the operating table, with an oxygen mask on his face, and the blood-red wound on his chest was shocking.

And beside him stood three people.

One of them is Lianbei's henchmen.

The other is the person in charge of the Water Moon Hall, and he is also the attending physician of this adjudication office on weekdays.

The last one is a member of the Shangguan family.

When Yang Shaolei and Shangguan Xing stepped in, the expressions of the three people in the room were a little serious, and the spirit master of the Shangguan family was even more pale, and the apricot yellow warm light in his hand was constantly squeezing towards the wound on Lian Bei's chest.

Seeing this scene, Yang Shaolei didn't bother, just stood quietly aside and examined Lianbei's injury, and then walked out neatly.

Shangguan Xing followed out unhurriedly, and smiled faintly: "Finished reading?"

Yang Shaolei nodded: "I've finished reading." ”

Shangguan Xing took a deep breath, looked up at the somewhat oppressive night sky, and said, "You should know that your people are not welcome here. ”

The relationship between Shanhai Yimai and MSS has always been delicate and complex.

Shangguan Xing is not a person from the same line as mountains and seas, so his adjudication office in the capital can maintain a good relationship with MSS.

But this is a mountain town.

Yang Shaolei understood Shangguan Xing's voice, nodded and said, "I understand, but it is difficult for me to do it." ”

After a pause, Yang Shaolei suddenly asked Shangguan Xing: "Brother Shangguan, I'm curious, who do you think, who is the murderer?"

Hearing this, Shangguan Xing's eyes faintly flashed with a fine light, and then smiled: "I'm not good at this." ”

This is a rejection.

But Yang Shaolei insisted: "Just guess?"

Shangguan Xing shrugged his shoulders a little casually: "If you want me to guess, I will guess Jingwei." ”

"Is it that simple?"

"In many cases, the truth is never that complicated. ”

Yang Shaolei was noncommittal about this, just smiled, and then didn't know what he remembered, or who it was, and the laughter suddenly became more real.

"You know, if one of my colleagues were to guess, who would he guess?"

Shangguan Xing didn't know who the colleague Yang Shaolei was talking about, and he wasn't interested, but just echoed: "Who?"

Yang Shaolei smiled: "I think he will definitely guess the sixth baby." ”

When the words fell, Shangguan Xing was stunned, and when he reacted, Yang Shaolei had already walked back to the inner hall.

Then he saw Yang Shaolei walking towards a little girl who was cowering in the corner.

Not Jingwei.

Instead, he came to participate in the election of the chief judge of Chuncheng this time, and the representative of Rongcheng.

So for a while, Shangguan Xing suddenly realized something.

The joke about Liuwa is not very funny, but judging from Shangguanxing's understanding of Yang Shaolei, the other party is not a person who likes to joke at critical moments.

Coincidentally, since many years ago, the nine domestic adjudication firms have actually been secretly having a strength ranking.

The number one is always Los Angeles.

The positions of the other eight often fluctuate up and down.

Relatively speaking, there is one that ranks almost as stable as Los Angeles.

Rongcheng ranks sixth all year round.

And the little girl who came to participate in the election of the presiding judge of the Chuncheng Adjudication Office on behalf of Rongcheng tonight is called Nana, and she is a panda spirit.