The next day, the Kirin Regiment was stationed.

At the end of the week's routine work report, Ma Liang found that there were several new faces in the board of directors.

He also found it very interesting to see the status and importance of each person in terms of the change of seats.

Zhu Min's position was vacant, and a capitalist named Xie Hong finished the work report on her behalf, and this Xie Hong was standing, so he could only be Zhu Min's private, chief of the staff group.

There was also Hu Bing, his position moved forward two places, and he got closer to Ma Liang.

All the directors, including him, do not speak in their spare time, and only stand up to explain and be consulted when it comes to their own affairs.

From these details, Ma Liang saw a kind of order in the Qilin Regiment, as well as a strict hierarchical relationship between the upper and lower levels and an authoritarian style.

Each of the directors is presentable, with the bearing of a person in a higher position, although they are all "light-hearted" and humble here.

The grass platform team of the Qilin Regiment has long been in the past, and now it is ......

Ma Liang's eyes flashed, and he asked Zhu Min about his promotion in retreat.

Xie Hong replied respectfully, only saying that everything went well, and if there were no accidents, it would not be long before the Qilin Group would give birth to a spellcaster.

Ma Liang smiled happily, and the directors also laughed playfully.

For some reason, he suddenly felt very bored, and also felt an inexplicable loneliness, sighed in his heart, waved his hand, and signaled that everyone was dispersed.

A newly promoted councillor stood up and talked about the investigation of the underground forces in Jiangcheng.

After listening to his report, Ma Liang pondered for a moment and asked, "Is there any trace of the Shadow Assassin?" ”

The director shook his head and said with an ugly face: "Nothing has been found, including the four major consulates." ”

This answer was not unexpected by Ma Liang.

The assassination of the Pope of Light almost succeeded, and the timing of the attack was so good, and all aspects were calculated, how could conventional means find them out?

On the one hand, the minions and dark lines of the degenerate have just been cleared, and on the other hand, the forces of the Order are highly sensitive after the universal suffrage in the House of Commons, and the slightest action will not be over-interpreted.

Therefore, Yijing does not move, so he can only start secretly.

Ma Liang nodded noncommittally, signaling that he knew, and then the directors said goodbye to him, and the regular meeting was over.

Hu Bing unexpectedly stayed, and only after everyone had left did he report another matter.

"Vampires, foraging!?" , Ma Liang's face changed.

Hu Bing hurriedly smiled: "After investigation, they didn't make a random move, and the deceased was all to blame, and they weren't going to disturb you, but yesterday the people of Prayer Light made a move, and there was a little movement, so ......"

"Why didn't you just say that!?"

Hu Bing's smiling face was a little untenable, and he said in his heart, isn't this nonsense, but he said in his mouth, "Regiment commander, this is a trivial matter, the police station and the inspection hall have not filed a case, don't make a big move." ”

"Are you afraid that Xiao Yin will trouble you!?"

Hu Bing's face suddenly stepped down, and he said in his heart, what is it, that is, Lao Tzu was unlucky, so he took such a drudgery, and said with a wry smile: "Commander, it's good that you understand, understand, long live understanding!" ”

When Ma Liang heard this, he scolded with a smile: "Understand a fart, get out, what are you pretending!?" ”

Hu Bing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, nodded and stood up and said, "Don't be angry, the regiment commander, it's not a big deal, the people don't hold officials accountable, everyone ......."

Ma Liang's eyes widened.

Hu Bing was suddenly stuck, and he hurriedly retreated, wiping his forehead, it was actually sweat on his hand.

This kind of drudgery, whoever wants to do it in the future, don't look for Lao Tzu.

He cursed in his heart, and hurried down the steps, and as expected, in the side hall, all the directors were waiting.

"Lao Hu, what did the regiment commander say, did you get angry!?"

As soon as Hu Bing left, the directors all stood up and asked nervously.

Of course, Hu Bing would not tell the truth, on the contrary, he pretended to be indifferent and said: "A little thing, the regiment commander was persuaded by me." ”

The directors breathed a sigh of relief, and a dreamer said: "I'm right, I can only say nonsense, if you change someone, the head of the regiment will not be able to wipe off his face, and if he wants to do business, it will be bad!" ”

"Yes, yes, it's still old Hu who has face, it's not ordinary."

This is exactly what Hu Bing wants to achieve.

So they all laughed it all.

"The head of the regiment is getting more and more powerful, and if his tone is a little heavier, my heart will be terrified!"

One of the directors couldn't help but complain, and the others all felt it deeply, looked at each other, and were silent.

Let's talk about Ma Liang.

"Dozens of corpses!?"

He was still sitting in the chamber, his fingers tapping on the armrest of the chair and groaning.

It's no wonder that he was stabbed here today.

It's a big deal, and there is a conflict with the Holy See of Light, and I can't cover it up.

Having said that, what can Ma Liang do?

Just let Xiao Yin be herself, and immediately controlled it again.

The nature of vampires is like this, juvenile vampires have little self-control, and they can be screened, which is already considered restraint.

This is Xiao Yin's homework, a necessary step in the promotion sequence 6, you can't let her hurry up and be promoted, and at the same time prohibit her from doing this and that, right?

As for the law, fairness and justice......

Forget it, absolute fairness and justice have not existed, are not, and will not be.

After such a reminder, Ma Liang found that Xiao Yin rarely appeared recently.

He looked at the time, and pushed back the time he had spent with Linglong to the underground stone castle.

Standing in front of the stone castle, he watched a cartoon a few hours ago, it was also such a stone castle, but there was a vampire duck living in it, Donald duck, what was the name of the cartoon I naturally forgot, but I only remembered that it was very interesting, and it left a deep impression in his childhood memories.

It was daytime, and when the gates of the stone castle opened, only a young vampire prostrate in front of him.

"I remember, your name is Tongue!?"

"Yes, yes."

"Don't be afraid, don't be nervous, stand up and talk."

"Yes!"

"What about the others? All slept!? ”

Ma Liang walked and chatted with the young vampire.

"Yes, sir."

"How have you been doing? Are there any difficulties? ”

"No, no, sir!"

Ma Liang stopped and looked at her with a smile, "Why are you so nervous, I won't eat you." ”

Fang Yan trembled in fright, and simply knelt down, "Hug, I'm sorry, big, adult!" ”

Ma Liang was speechless, so he could only dispel the plan to touch the situation through small talk, and walked directly up the stairs and went straight to the tower where Xiao Yin was.

It was still the heavy coffin, and after pushing it open, an ethereal pale red spiritual mist rose, and he stood close and looked inside, only to see a thick red light flickering.