Dai Jianming is the boss of a certain sub-bureau in Donghai City.

Now.

He stood with a grim face.

Inside his eyes, he was full of anger.

And right in front of him......

There were twelve uniformed men standing neatly.

Everyone's appearance is also very serious.

"Everyone, there are too many things happening in Donghai City today, there are two things that have a great impact, the first thing is that the well-known star Lu Han had an accident at Hongqiao Airport, because of the fatigue of the country, resulting in cerebral shock, although the doctor arrived in time, but still died, now countless people across the country feel that this matter is strange, let us come up with evidence, this matter, we must give an answer as soon as possible, this is related to the dignity and glory of our entire bureau."

Dai Jianming roared in his mouth.

It's just that......

After saying this, even he didn't believe it very much.

But......

He knew very well that about this matter, the above directly forcibly pressed it down.

Even if Lu Han is not an accident, it is an accident.

But......

It's a different story in another place.

Think of the Temple of Literature.

Dai Jianming's eyes immediately became extremely cold.

"In addition to the airport incident, now, in the entire Donghai City, the biggest thing is the Confucian Temple, just now, the phone of our bureau has been blown up, according to the situation, at least nine people died, this is a large-scale homicide case, the social impact is extremely bad, this case, we must solve it as soon as possible, and give an explanation to all the people."

When he said this, Dai Jianming's momentum suddenly became several points stronger.

"Yes, Boss."

Below, the twelve well-dressed people answered in unison, and their voices were deafening.

"Very good, for this matter, I have arranged for people from the riot department to go together, but the Temple of Literature, the situation is extremely special, in every store, there may be antiques of super high value, and the owner of every shop, the origin is not simple, this incident, according to the report obtained, can basically be characterized as caused by the antique competition, so, when the meeting goes, everyone must be cautious in encountering things, of course, once the suspect is determined, immediately arrested, regardless of his identity."

When Dai Jianming said this, he looked imposing.

The Hongqiao Airport incident was suppressed......

This made him, who had a strong sense of justice, extremely unhappy.

But......

Here in the Temple of Literature, such a big thing happened this time.

There was not the slightest movement on it at all, just a simple urge to solve the case as soon as possible......

This made Dai Jianming's excess sense of justice all burst out.

He decided that he must catch the murderer in the Confucian Temple incident as quickly as possible.

"Yes, Boss."

Ahead, the uniformed men shouted in unison again.

Everyone is full of energy.

Looks full of energy.

When Dai Jianming looked at it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook: "Very good, you are all good servants of the people, after this case is solved, I will invite everyone to a big meal." ”

"Okay."

"Action, go to the Temple of Literature now."

"Yes......"

Soon, from the bureau, four buses honked their horns and turned on their flashing lights, adding a bit of color to the noisy Donghai City again.

……

Donghai City, a suburb, in a relatively remote manor.

Wang An was still lying on the chair with an indifferent face.

Cheng Jie stood aside respectfully and reported.

"Master, about the matter at the airport, it has been suppressed, without our permission, the truth will never be made public, really speaking, those people are really idiots, what to do is not good, I have to offend the old man."

Cheng Shou bent down, his voice was not loud, but there was a hint of anger in his tone.

"Hmm." Wang An snorted.

Cheng Shou continued: "Just about half an hour ago, I got the latest news, the old man is very likely to go to the Temple of Literature, and I have already found someone to quickly analyze the situation in the Temple of Literature. ”

"How?" Wang An asked lightly.

Cheng Shou: "The situation over there in the Temple of Literature is more special, it is a whole street, the scale is larger than the Panjiayuan in Yandu, its founder is named Lu Wensheng, it became famous in the late Qing Dynasty, according to intelligence, this person is not simple, he has incredible power, and it is even very likely that this person has a close relationship with Du Yuesheng, however, it is said that this person has not been seen for decades. ”

"He'......"

Wang An listened to it and said softly.

Cheng Shou paused: "Master, do you know Lu Wensheng?" ”

"Of course, if that's right, he's also one of the lord's servants...... At the same time, he should be the same person as Du Yuesheng. Wang An spoke softly, his tone was very flat, as if he was just telling a fact.

But when Cheng Shou next to him listened, his eyes were about to pop out.

Even if his intelligence is very high......

But this information made him completely unable to turn around.

"Isn't Du Yuesheng dead a long time ago? If so, how old is he? Lu Wensheng and Du Yuesheng, in that era, were clearly two different legends. Cheng Shou couldn't help but say.

But......

As soon as he finished saying this, his shocked face slowly recovered.

The person sitting in front of him was an old fairy of Kunlun Mountain......

The words that come out of this person's mouth are never meant to be joked.

"I'm sorry, old man, but I'm too excited, and there are some mistakes in the intelligence!" Cheng Shou lowered his head.

Wang An didn't care at all: "You go on." ”

"Yes." Cheng Shou spoke again: "Many people think that Lu Wensheng is alive and dead, but just now, new information came that there is a place called Wen Wensheng Antique Shop in its Chinese Temple, and there is a young clerk in it, when he sees the old man, his physical state and appearance, all of them are becoming old at a speed visible to the naked eye, if it is right, that person is Lu Wensheng." ”

"Alive...... That's it! ”

After Wang An heard this, he slowly opened his eyes and sighed softly.

In that era......

Although he Wang An had never seen Lu Wensheng.

But I didn't hear less about his rumors...... Now that everyone is in Donghai City, Wang An feels that he must find a time to meet Lu Wensheng, which is also a regret in his heart.

Cheng Shou, who was standing next to him, naturally couldn't guess Wang An's thoughts.

After hearing that answer......

Cheng Shou didn't dare to delay, and continued to speak: "Old man, the situation is probably like this, but on the side of the Confucian Temple, it is not very peaceful, because when that clerk became Lu Wensheng, in front of countless people, he directly killed people. ”

Well?

Hear here.

After Wang An opened his eyes, he half-sat up from his chair.

(End of chapter)