Against the backdrop of rows of high-rise buildings, a boxy red brick low house is well hidden in the dark of the lights, old and obsolete and inconspicuous.

The buildings preserved in the last century do not have the glamour of modern buildings, but they have the heavy charm of years of precipitation. No one knows what happened in this low house, not even the permanent residents who live in the surrounding area, know what the house is used for.

Liao Zhongqing knows. He hurried from the capital, and after rounds of panic and panic, he was brought into this low house.

Lu Zhanming glanced at the old-fashioned wall clock on the wall, and after whispering a word to the colleague next to him, he said with a smile, "Mr. Liao, I think you definitely need some time to organize your language." There is no hurry. After dinner, we'll talk slowly. ”

Liao Zhongqing opened his empty eyes blankly, and his brain was running rapidly. Calm down! You must be calm! Those people can't leave him alone. Everyone sits in the same boat, and to say that it is ugly, they are all grasshoppers tied to a rope, and they still hold one end of this rope in their hands.

At this point, he no longer has any resentment against Shi Xuanxuan. Because it doesn't matter anymore. In the face of powerful repression, all he can do is think about what to say and what not to say. Then there's waiting. Wait for the other grasshoppers on the rope to move, and wait for the good news to come. It is not yet in a desperate situation, and it is still too early to say victory or defeat at this time.

He didn't know that at this moment, in the capital thousands of miles away, there was also the same team of mysterious people who took away a high-ranking person from a seemingly ordinary living area.

This is the efficiency that should be achieved under the rule of a centralized power.

In ancient times, the whole world was not the king's land, and the shore of the land was not the king's minister. In this world, the king no longer refers only to a supreme individual, but to the system and rules of social operation. Once any collective or individual undermines the system and breaks the rules, it will inevitably usher in sanctions.

Sooner or later, there may be fish that slip through the net, but one day the world will turn around, and the saboteurs will face their actions and bear the consequences. As the saying goes, justice is late but never absent.

Yang Qiqi has always believed that what she represents is justice, and decisiveness is synonymous with her.

In her previous life, she was the sword bearer who walked the world on behalf of the king, and now, she is the one who walks in the two worlds of yin and yang.

Fusu and Midnight They couldn't figure out what her was the dignified director of the Yin Division, and what she called [Fierce Knife Little Lori]. This is because the knife she holds is a huge treasure knife, the name of the knife [锟铻], which has followed her for more than 1,300 years, and is a treasure given to her by the empress.

At this time, under the night sky where there was no moonlight, Yang Qiqi sat leisurely on the platform of the low roof, with this bright giant knife hovering behind him. She listened to the conversation in the room for a while, shook her head, and sneered, "The kid hasn't grown up for so many years, it's still the same old." ”

Liao Zhongqing ate the boxed lunch without a bite, and Lu Zhanming was sitting on the ground opposite him, looking at him with a smile.

After a while, Lu Zhanming got up and said something to his colleagues in the room, and walked out of the room. As soon as the door opened and closed, Liao Zhongqing saw a group of people in the outhouse busily arranging something. He didn't know if what awaited him would be the faint possibility or...

Or did he not dare to think about it, hell...

The whole low room is spread over two floors, and the interrogation room is located on the top floor. Lu Zhanshi went out of the room, said hello to his colleagues, went into the bathroom, and locked it.

It's not in order. After entering the low house, everyone turned in their mobile phones and other communication devices. The operation is carried out in secret, so any possibility of a leak must be eliminated as soon as possible.

But Lu Zhanming didn't care that his unruly actions would be discovered by others, because he had handled the arrest this time. He is the one who wants to arrest, and the information is also provided by him, and the evidence is ironclad, so even if there is any accident, he is the person who is least likely to be included in the suspect list.

After the door was locked, Lu Zhanming walked into the lattice room, found a toilet lid, and sat down calmly. Then, a virtual figure slowly emerged from his body, through the ceiling, to the roof.

"Boss" Lu Zhanming, no, strictly speaking, he is no longer the face he used to be at this time.

Yang Seventeen sat on the edge of the building, his legs hanging on the wall and dangling. After turning his head to look at the person kneeling on the ground on one knee behind him, he rolled over and floated, and when he landed on the ground, he raised his hand impatiently and beckoned, "I don't have to bother so much here, these formal rules are avoided." ”

"Yes, Sir. Lu Zhanming stood up.

Yang Qiqi shook his head speechlessly, "Hey... Never mind. ”

Thinking that the gangsters of the Ferry Department have been pedantic for thousands of years, how can the donkey's brain be so easy to educate? Yang Qiqi swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, and said slowly, "Everything is going well at the moment, but you need to be serious." People's minds are always the most difficult to guess, and there are already people in the team who have rebelled for the sake of interests. But these matters are not within your or mine, and all the cases are ironclad, and there is no room for this person to refute them. That's the only thing, you have to pry his mouth open and ask. ”

"Yes. The subordinates know how to do it. But..."

"Ferryman 787, just ask if you have anything. Don't be embarrassed. ”

Ferry 787, that is, Lu Zhanming thought for a while and asked, "It's just that my subordinates don't know where the chief came from to get such detailed information?" ”

Yang Qiqi smiled: "Someone sent it for nothing." I'm afraid this man will never think of what kind of opponent he has provoked. Huh..."

Lu Zhanming: "The elder has a lot of friends, and he even knows the movie stars in that world. It's ridiculous to think about it, half of the subordinate team actually likes the woman very much. ”

Yang Qiqi rolled his eyes and sneered, "Shi Xuanxuan, she is not an ordinary star, she is the spirit of the transformation of the 10,000-year-old valley spirit." You don't have to worry about it, just do your job. ”

Lu Zhanming was slightly taken aback and nodded.

The Crossing Shadow is a general term for those who are responsible in the underworld, and it is in charge of the order of human souls checking reincarnation in this heaven and earth.

In fact, their division of labor is very detailed. Ordinary yin, like Meng Yi and 9527, is only responsible for checking the identity of the revenant soul after receiving the note. In the process of crossing the soul in the shadows, there will sometimes be recovering the will of the dead to flee.

If these escaped spirits cannot be recovered within the time limit, they must be handed over to the Special Events Officer. After the commissioner escorted the escaped souls back to the ferryman's department, they were handed over to the ferryman for questioning. Find out the reasons for the escape, find out what they did after they fled, and so on.

Therefore, the level of the ferryman is two orders higher than that of ordinary Yin. He is not responsible for handling ordinary cases, but only does tricky work. However, there are very few people like Ferry 787 (Lu Zhanming) who were transferred to the human world by Yang XVII to carry out missions.

"Let's go, we'll have to transfer people early tomorrow morning. The boss will send someone to take over soon, and it will be inconvenient for you to ask about that case when the time comes. ”

Yang Qiqi waved his hand, and the virtual figure of 787 faded away......