Qin Kun stayed with O'Lai Yin for a month.

Then Guan Fengqiang asked for a signed departure order and personally sent O'Lai Yin on the plane.

Outside the airport, twelve black cars lined up, and the twelve investigators of the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation, as well as Feng Qiang, the seat of the bureau, were all waiting for Qin Kun to appear.

The identity of the investigator is half a level higher than that of the team leaders in various places.

He is not responsible for specific affairs, and he does not guard a certain territory, but he has a high level of power and a high degree of freedom.

These investigators are all strange people from the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation, and they are looking at Qin Kun with fierce eyes at this moment, and their faces are very ugly.

"Qin Kun, I need an explanation."

Feng Qiang, who was the leader, wore a suit and tie today.

The wind in May carries a sunny feeling, but Feng Qiang does not, and rigidity and sternness may be his external image all along.

Feng Qiang had a calm face, today's events were simply ridiculous.

He had a very early relationship with Qin Kun, and he also believed that Qin Kun had his own reasons. But the fall of the Wuzhou Spiritual Investigation Bureau, and the infidels who were caught were not enough to calm their anger.

Outside the airport, a suit and sunglasses in a suit.

The evil aura is hidden under the eyes, hidden by sunglasses, but the momentum of the exposure is still compelling.

Qin Kun was wearing an ordinary shirt, and after scanning everyone present, his gaze stopped on Feng Qiang.

"You want it, yes."

Qin Kun's expression remained unchanged, he took out his notebook, and handed three pages to Feng Qiang in private.

The sound of tearing the paper was enough to arouse everyone's curiosity, Feng Qiang took the three pages in confusion, looked at them for a while, the cold face gradually disappeared, slowly became calm, and turned around and handed the three pages to everyone for circulation.

"Do you still have any questions about the privileges I gave Qin Kun?"

Feng Qiang looked at the twelve investigators and asked.

On the three pages, it is written that there are 7 civilian strongholds of the Black Soul Sect in China, where there are large tombs, and there are 30 followers belonging to the Black Soul Sect.

Everyone was shocked and turned their heads to each other.

Feng Qiang didn't come to question Qin Kun this time, he just wanted to give an explanation to his subordinates, and these materials were enough.

"Could it be a fake?"

Feng Qiang put his arm around Qin Kun's shoulders and pulled him aside.

"No, it won't."

Feng Qiang gave himself a lot of convenience, in order to reassure him, Qin Kun simply gave it up, "Actually, it won't take a month to ask her about those spells." During this time, I mainly asked my subordinates to verify the correctness of these strongholds. ”

Qin Kun smiled slightly: "A saint is not terrible, these dark thunders are what we are worried about, aren't they?" ”

With the life of a saint, in exchange for the place where these dark thunders are distributed, this deal, Qin Kun thinks that it is not a loss. After all, he had promised O'Reyin not to hurt her name, and that only these wretched wretched creatures were left in the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation.

Feng Qiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, this result was above the passing grade.

After the twelve investigators finished circulating, an older man with a scar-faced face stepped forward and looked at Feng Qiang: "Boss, let's go first." Mr. Qin, this information is enough to offset your mistakes. Next time, I hope you don't act arbitrarily. ”

The scar-faced man tapped three pages of paper with his fingers, snorted coldly, and left with a group of people.

Hey......

Qin Kun looked at Feng Qiang incredulously: "Old Feng, I have such a great credit, this person is still not convinced?" ”

Feng Qiang finally gave himself his identity, a dignified deputy, he didn't approve of it, what kind of attitude is this......

Feng Qiang soothed: "Qin Kun, Investigator Bao and the 'Divine Spear' and 'Water Snake' who died in Wuzhou City are all lifelong friendships, and they failed to wipe out their enemies, so they are naturally angry, you bear with it." ”

Qin Kun shrugged, it's just human nature, maybe in some sense, for Investigator Bao, avenging the 'magic spear' and 'water snake' is more important than learning these information.

Ideological construction must be strengthened......

……

Wuzhou International Airport.

Coming out of the airport, Qin Kun and Feng Qiang drove back to the city.

Feng Qiang came from Yanjing specifically, this time he was not in a hurry to go back, first settled down the work situation in Wuzhou, and went to Linjiang City with Qin Kun.

The bureau seat in his 50s, this time he left an assistant to accompany him, less than 30 years old, the young man is very strong, all the way to the city, Qin Kun listened to Feng Qiang's introduction, this is his son.

Soul Road, Spiritual Investigation Department.

Familiar place, last time I came to Qin Kun to take care of the things here, now that the manpower is replenished, the only remaining Captain Meng is much easier.

There are times when the living suffer more than the dead.

Captain Meng often smokes alone, looking at the house in the yard in a daze, the brothers who fought side by side are dead, Captain Meng can't face life calmly, he is not a person who is afraid of death, but he is favored by fate, so life seems more desolate.

In the yard, there are a few acquaintances.

The Yellow Drum Monk of Kuturbidity Temple, Zhao Daochang of Feishui Mountain, and the Black Po of Caotou Village, these righteous people in the rivers and lakes were twisted into a ball by Qin Kun last time, and they also put down the mustard and temporarily helped here.

"Master Qin?"

"It's Master Qin here!"

"Master Qin! Long time no see! ”

Zhao Wumian of Feishui Mountain is the head of the road, and the black woman of Caotou Village is the most enthusiastic.

The two of them are the only ones who have fought with Qin Kun, and they know that Qin Kun is powerful, the last time Qin Kun came to Wuzhou City, and after getting on a boat with Qin Kun, his nest was also built well, and he admired Qin Kun.

Captain Meng looked at the people beside Qin Kun with some doubts.

Captain Meng hadn't seen Feng Qiang before, so he didn't know who this person was, and Feng Qiang had also instructed him when he came, so Qin Kun didn't reveal his identity.

"Captain Meng, Daochang Zhao, Hei Sangu, Master Huanggu, long time no see."

Qin Kun smiled: "I came to Wuzhou to have something, so I came over to take a look." I didn't expect you all to be there. ”

Daochang Zhao and Hei Po grinned: "Master Qin, a righteous man in the rivers and lakes, I can't see my fellow Daoists in trouble. Captain Meng is temporarily short of people here, I'll wait for nothing to do, come over and make up a number. ”

The strength of this group of people was much stronger than that of Captain Meng, Qin Kun was relieved, Feng Qiang was also relieved, and he slipped around here, refusing their invitation to invite guests to dinner, and Qin Kun and Feng Qiang left.

At night, the City God Temple in Wuzhou City.

There were not many people on the street anymore, an extremely dim alley, Feng Qiang stood there with his hands in his hands, and the son next to him asked, "Dad, I did your request and didn't speak for a day." ”

Feng Qiang snorted lightly and nodded: "Want to talk now?" ”

"Yes, I don't think that Qin Kun is anything powerful. The rivers and lakes are reckless, just dressed in the cloak of a door. What can I learn from him? Haven't I seen enough of the world over the years? ”

The young man's name is Feng Dong, Feng Qiang's only son, and one of the twelve investigators of the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation.

Feng Dong was wearing gloves and holding a cigarette in his mouth, exactly like Feng Qiang when he was young.

Feng Qiang's face was expressionless: "You really haven't seen much of the world." ”

Feng Dong was not convinced, and wanted to argue, but Qin Kun said, not far away: "The car is coming, just don't have a conflict for a while." ”

A hearse with a gas bag and black curtains drove slowly, more advanced than those in Linjiang City, with white flowers tied in front and a big word written on it.

Feng Dong was dumbfounded, and then looked at the driver, how could he still be a little human, his face was pierced by an iron weapon, and he didn't know where he had gone for half a day.

Feng Qiang said: "At least you haven't seen the hearse that walks in the shade, right?" Keep up. ”

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