Joke! Xu Xincha quickly picked himself up. Although he is already the current director of the Institute of Time, the previous director helped him too much and trained him too much, and finally handed over the position of director to him, but he asked for an external transfer and went to work in other provinces and cities. First of all, regardless of whether the newcomer is a second-generation official, just say that he is the son of the previous director, and you can't snub others!

Xu Xincha thought so, and there was a knock on the door. Fu Chuanchuan was the first to jump up: "I'll open the door!" ”

Xu Xincha and the staff of the Shiyan Institute behind him stood nervously and looked out of the door.

Fu Chuanchuan opened the door: "Welcome!" ”

Xu Xincha: "Huan...... It's you? ”

The outsiders looked at the battle inside and were stunned for a moment, but soon saw Xu Xincha standing in front. He bowed his head slightly to greet Xu Xincha, and his eyes under the filament-rimmed glasses looked straight at him: "Hello Director Xu, I'm General Lu Ji." ”

Song Ming had already swept over Xu Xincha and came up, reaching out to hold Lu Jijiang's hand: "Comrade Lu, welcome to join our big family of the Institute of Time Research!" ”

Fu Chuanchuan immediately said: "You don't have to be restrained, we are all a family here!" Let me introduce to you, my name is Fu Chuanchuan, I am the director of the logistics department of the Institute of Time Research, he is Song Ming, homophonic life, nickname life, head of the field service department. And that, Wan Qizhe, is the minister of the Ministry of Technology, and usually likes to do things that I don't know what to do......"

As soon as Fu Chuanchuan stirred up the atmosphere, the other staff all surrounded him, and they all saw the beauty of the eyes. Xu Xincha stood outside the crowd in a daze, and his mind kept replaying all the frivolous actions he had done in the wonton shop just now.

It's over, and he's the first to become the leader of the Time Lost Institute.

On the other side, Lu Jijiang just smiled politely and restrained his expression, but even if he was surrounded in the middle, he was not in a hurry at all, and his demeanor was even more elegant and polite: "I'm sorry." He pushed aside the crowd, walked over from the middle, walked in front of Xu Xincha in front of everyone, and then leaned over and raised his hand to pick the last salute flower on Xu Xincha's hair.

Xu Xincha's fingers in the pocket of his white coat curled up involuntarily, and he heard Lu Jijiang, who was standing in front of him, ask lightly: "Director Xu, I have saved your contact information, what am I going to do next?" ”

He didn't slow down at all, he only heard his own voice say, "You, you sit down first, let's have a regular meeting first." ”

Lu Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, his amber eyes turned to the side, and he straightened his back indifferently: "Okay." ”

In the conference room, there is a monthly general meeting of all departments. Xu Xincha summarized last month's work as usual and listened to the reports of various departments. Lu will be allowed to come in and observe. He sat quietly in the last row, and the staff who were several rows in front of him looked at Xu Xincha standing at the front without dodging. The latter, although somewhat unnatural at first, quickly threw itself into the meeting.

There are only three departments in the Time Institute, and the whole meeting is not too long. At the end, Xu Xincha retained the ministers of the three departments, saying that there would be a meeting.

Lu Jijiang was invited into the reception room by a girl from the logistics department.

Departmental meeting rooms.

There were three people sitting at a table that wasn't too long. Fu Chuanchuan, who had shoulder-length short hair, sat first, and next to her was Song Ming, who had a slightly frosty face and a pair of bright eyes, nicknamed "Death". This man has a broken beard with a little chin and likes to touch his chin when he has nothing to do. The man sitting across from Fu Chuanchuan was wearing a pair of thick glasses. However, what is striking is that this person's hairline is really worrying.

Without exception, they were wearing white coats. If it weren't for the clock-like logo on the front of the left chest, which would have mistaken them for doctors.

At this time, these people were waiting for each other, holding a pen and meeting notebook in their hands, looking at each other expressionlessly, and the atmosphere reached a solemn level for a while.

As the only woman in the core members of the Time Research Institute, Fu Chuanchuan looked at Song Ming who was sitting on the left, and then at Wan Qi Zhe on the opposite side, took a deep breath, took the lead in provoking the war, and said loudly: "The new Lu Jijiang is from our logistics department." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard two sounds of the lid of the pen being slammed shut. Immediately afterwards, the other two were not to be outdone, and began to fight for the "right to belong" of the general.

The Institute recruits people twice a year, and there are very few people selected, and finally a young man who seems to have excellent ability finally comes, of course, he has to snatch people into his department at all costs. For this reason, the three of them threw out various reasons, and reasoned for about ten minutes, and finally ended temporarily when Wan Qi said, "I'm going to pour a glass of water".

Fu Chuan Chuankou was dry: "What about Xu Suo?" ”

"He's gone to the bathroom."

"Speaking of which, when he first entered the door, that Lu Ji general said that he had saved the contact information of Xu Suo?" Fu Chuanchuan suddenly recalled, she slapped the table, "Did you see Xu Suo's expression at that time!" I've been in the Institute for so many years, and it's the first time I've seen Xu Suo blush! ”

Song Ming recalled: "It seems to be." ”

Wan Qi's two lenses reflected the light, like Detective Conan: "The Buddha said, 'Don't say'." He turned the glass of water on the table: "A man who is nearly thirty years old, can't he hold it back so soon?" ”

“…… You're thirty years old. ”

"You don't seem to have a girlfriend either."

As soon as the words fell, the door of the conference room was opened, and Xu Xincha hurriedly walked in. As soon as he sat down, he was stared straight at by several fiery gazes.

Xu Xincha: "...... What are you doing? ”

Fu Chuanchuan: "Xu Suo, logistics ......", "field ......", "technology!" ”

"Oh." Xu Xincha flipped through the information stacked on the table, "Which of you will state the reason first." ”

A few people polished the words just now to be more legitimate, reasonable and positive, and told Xu Xincha again. Xu Xincha nodded while listening, and muttered for a long time.

The hearts of the other three people were hanging in their throats, but they couldn't make a sound to disturb the leader's thoughts at this time.

Xu Xincha decided: "Lu will ......"

The eyes of several people widened and widened.

"Bang bang", Xu Xincha didn't say the next words, the door of the conference room was suddenly knocked on urgently, Xu Xincha frowned slightly, raised his voice and said please come in, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and a young girl stood outside. She looked anxious and said eagerly: "Xu Suo, Sister Chuanchuan, there is a case transferred by the city bureau!" ”

Xu Xincha frowned.

The meeting had only lasted less than ten minutes, and Lu Youjiang, who was sitting in the reception room enjoying the warmth and tea, saw three people hurrying down. The girl with shoulder-length short hair and a slightly baby-faced face pushed open the door of her office with a serious face, and the other two people also entered their own office areas.

Lu Jijiang put down the elegant blue and white porcelain teacup in his hand, and the tea in the cup still had not bottomed out, which showed that the drinker did not have the heart to taste the tea. He adjusted the tie on his chest, walked to the door of the reception room with long legs, glanced up, and sure enough, he saw the fleeting white silhouette on the second floor hurriedly walking into the exclusive director's office.

Lu Jijiang narrowed his eyes, keenly aware that something seemed to be wrong.

At the same time, information on the case was being transmitted to the Director's Office through the Logistics Department.

"At 8:20 a.m. on March 5, the victim Yuan Qi died at Tang Kee Wonton Shop on Mingde Street, and the cause of death is unknown. After the preliminary examination, there were no external injuries and no internal damage, and the deceased himself had been in good health except for hypoglycemia, and he also went to the urban people's hospital for a physical examination not long ago. In charge of this case is Wei Fei, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the Municipal Bureau. ”

Xu Xincha snorted, remembering the man who fell to the ground this morning. Unexpectedly, just a few hours later, the case had already reached me.

"Field Service Department," Xu Xincha turned on the electronic network indiscriminate communication system, "bring the investigation card, first go to examine the body of the deceased, and before the nature of the case is finalized, the logistics department will not do the case transfer work with the city bureau for the time being." ”

"Understood."

Two voices disappeared into the office, and at the same time, there was a knock on the office door.

Xu Xincha was about to pack up his things and follow the field department to run to the city bureau brigade: "Please come in." ”

The doorknob is turned open, and the crisp and orderly footsteps sound from far and near. Xu Xincha raised his eyes from the desk and saw Lu Jijiang's expressionless but very good-looking face. Inexplicably, when he saw this person approaching him, he felt a little restrained, so he had to smile at him: "Lu Jijiang, what's wrong?" ”

Lu Jijiang glanced at the documents on his desk and said loudly, "What's wrong?" ”

"I'm sorry," Xu Xincha pressed the corner of his forehead, wondering in his heart whether to tell him about it, but if he wanted to tell Lu Jijiang, he would mention this morning's wonton shop, which would inevitably remind people of his faceless embarrassing accosting this morning, "I originally planned to hold an orientation party for you today, but this is not a temporary work ......"

"Is something wrong?" The man in front of him asked again. There was no irritation or indifference in his tone, no emotion was heard, it was like a simple and bland question, and it was not uncomfortable in any way.

Xu Xincha took out a copy from the scattered documents on the table: "This incident tells you that it should be fine, and you are also an eyewitness." It's this morning, at the wonton shop, cough, the dead man. The city bureau intends to transfer the case to the Institute of Current Studies. He handed a document he took out of his hand to Lu Jijiang: "You don't have to worry about this matter, fill in your personal information and hand it over to me first, as soon as possible." ”

As he spoke, his men's movements quickened. Lu Jijiang pursed his lips, turned around and took two steps back, then suddenly turned his head and asked, "Why was the case transferred from the city bureau to the Institute of Time?" ”

Xu Xincha had already packed up his things, he stood up from the table, looked at Lu Jijiang's amber eyes, and sighed in his heart. Although he didn't have much contact with this man, he could see that this was no ordinary graduate student. He is more mature and perceptive than the average student.

Because this question asks the key.

He took two steps forward, and the sunlight poured in through the blinds, hitting the silver logo on Xu Xincha's chest, and said, "Because the captain of the criminal investigation team of the city bureau suspects that this may be a time homicide." ”