Wang Dong was in a very bad mood today, as the duty manager of the South F Heteroyuan Rift Management Center, he hated the manager who was supposed to be on duty today, and he also hated himself for being too good at talking, and he came to help someone substitute for him with a phone call.

"The Witch's Back Garden" has always been one of the highlights of South F, and he has repeatedly won rankings in the rift selection, just ten minutes ago, he received an urgent report from Zheng Xiaobo that the small world was about to collapse.

If it's a small world like "Blood Mallet Falls" or "Deadwood Shelter", which has no popularity and energy imbalance, it's okay, but the "witch's back garden" has always been very stable, how can it be said that it collapsed.

What is certain is that the board of directors will be furious, and the top management will definitely find a scapegoat, and the duty manager, who does not belong to the top and is considered to be in charge, is not the most suitable person.

When he fell to the tenth glass, Director Guangliang, who was a thief with a rat's eye, slapped his thigh, "Yes, Manager Wang, I have thought of a way." ”

"Say, say it. ”

Wang Dong wiped his sweat, fortunately, he has what a dog-headed military advisor, he doesn't have great skills, and his quick wit can still come in handy.

Guangliang looked towards the door, confirmed that there was no one, and leaned over, "Check, comprehensively and thoroughly investigate all the writers present, just find a few good bullies, bite to death and they are making trouble in the cracks, isn't this over, as long as there is an explanation above, it is not easy to replace you clearly." ”

"yes, is the one in the Inquisition still there today?"

"In, in, in, it's really Manager God Bless Wang, Deacon Lin happened to come over today to change shifts, so I'm going to invite him. ”

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Jiang Ye and the three of them returned to the present world, and as soon as they got out of the elevator, they found that the situation was wrong.

Twenty or thirty heavily armed guards blocked the doorway, a thief-eyed guy was reading something with a piece of paper, and behind him stood a man in black uniform, whose aura was so strong that his oppression could be felt from afar.

"The man belonged to the Inquisition, and you see the pattern on his chest, the two swords and the scales, that is the sign of the Inquisition. The background color is black, and there are two stars inlaid at the upper end, indicating that it is a two-star dark deacon, and his strength is above silver. ”

Fang Yue pulled Jiang Ye into the middle of the crowd and reminded in a low voice.

"Writers, don't panic, we are ordered to investigate the cause of the imminent collapse of the 'Witch's Back Garden', please cooperate with the investigation, and if anyone has any clues, they can also come forward and report it, and we will provide rewards as appropriate. Line up below, and come over one by one to be checked. ”

"Check, check what?" one of the writers asked aloud, where would they be being stuck here if it weren't for the Dark Deacon standing there.

"It's simple, check the records of the QD Ring to deduce what might be causing the Rift to collapse, and rest assured that our management center will keep the information we find confidential. ”

After Guangliang finished speaking, he nodded to several staff members and signaled that he could start.

Jiang Ye instinctively felt uneasy, and pulled Fang Yue, who explained in a low voice, "The ring will record the writer's movement trajectory, battle traces and other data, and the recording period is one week. ”

"Straddle rubbing, isn't their current behavior a violation?"

"I can't see the light, but the big organization does it secretly and no one stabs it. I suggest you make a fuss and be careful. Fang Yue pushed her glasses, pulled Meng Yuanyuan and stood behind Jiang Ye.

Now the situation is very clear, once Jiang Ye's ring is checked, all his whereabouts in the small world will be exposed, and he will become the most suspicious person who caused the rift to collapse, and maybe something will happen. He also has a most lethal secret, his identity, or the identity of the former owner of his body, so it must not be allowed to go smoothly.

"Why are you checking our rings, and what are we guilty of?"

Jiang Ye stood on a high place and questioned loudly, successfully attracting everyone's ideas, and waved his hand to everyone in a particularly coquettish manner.

"The god of the night, he is the god of the night!"

The sharp-eyed writer recognized it at a glance, whether it was the initial brave entry into the ancient castle, or the later strong combat effectiveness, including the generous equal division of the spoils in the end, everything made Jiang Ye a real night god in the hearts of these people.

"Yes, why are you!"

"We're protesting, have we broken the writer's rules, why should we let you inspect the ring? ”

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"Night God?" Guangliang muttered, looking at Deacon Lin with a little doubt, seeing that the latter shook his head, turned his head and pressed his hand, "The witch's back garden is a stable small world, it will not collapse for no reason, if this matter goes to the court, it will have a big impact on everyone, so please cooperate with our work, I promise on behalf of the management center that all those who take the initiative to inspect will be compensated to a certain extent." ”

Jiang Ye pushed aside the crowd, walked to the front, straightened up, stared at Guangliang and asked: "Don't use the court to oppress people, the court is a just and fair institution, why should we be afraid of it." And we paid for entering the rift, and you didn't say what the restrictions were, and now that something goes wrong and you want to implicate us, I want to ask, is this legal?"

Guangliang's eyes shrank, and his heart was a little empty, especially when he saw that all the writers behind Jiang Ye were the same enemy, and finally realized that this group of writers was very different from the usual ones.

Writers all enter the rift in the form of a clan, and there may be occasional acquaintances between clans, but these hundreds of writers can unite as one, which can only mean one thing, this Jiang Ye must have done something to make their trust in him reach the point of admiration.

Seeing that he flinched, Jiang Ye breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, took a few steps forward, and arched his hand towards Deacon Lin, "This lord, may I ask if we writers have violated any regulations?"

"Not yet. The dark deacon replied truthfully, in his position, if it was one or two writers, it would be done, but it would be really difficult to deal with hundreds of people.

The Inquisition has never shown mercy to the enforcement of the law, and the management of the dark deacons is equally strict, and if there is a dereliction of duty, it is always taken into custody and then investigated, and the slightest clue is expelled from the Inquisition, and the punishment is capital punishment.

"Okay, then may I ask if you have any business here?" Jiang Ye pressed step by step.

"No!" Deacon Lin was furious, but he didn't dare to show it at all, so he could only ignore the hint thrown by Guangliang and answer truthfully.

"Thank you, then let me ask you again, if this leader forcibly asks to inspect our rings, is it a violation?"

A cold sweat broke out on Guangliang's head, and he shouted: "You are just a bronze writer, how can Lord Dark Deacon be questioned." ”

Jiang Ye looked suspicious, with the experience of his previous life, this was fun.

He chuckled, looked at Deacon Lin, and asked again: "Lord Deacon, as far as I know, except for the fact that the court can check the data in the rings of the prisoners under trial, everything else is a violation, and now this leader actually asked us to be inspected in front of you, have you been fooled?"

"Yes! Well said the god of the night!"

"Lord Deacon, you have been taken advantage of. ”

"The manager of my studio seems to have an old acquaintance with Elder Yin of the Inquisition, I wonder if this is considered dereliction of duty by you?"

The writers were awakened by Jiang Ye's sharp words, yes, it's uncertain who is the fish and who is on the knife, who said that the powerful can act recklessly.

Deacon Lin was flustered, and even regretted why he wanted to accept those benefits, honesty and brightness are the backbone of law enforcers, if the backbone is crooked, and he still holds a fart method, he can only leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

"This writer is serious, I will record Guangliang's words, and I will report it to the court now. "Deacon Lin is about to leave.

Jiang Ye arched his hand again and raised his voice, "Please Lord Deacon go and return quickly, we will stay here, protect the crime scene here, and wait for you to come back and deal with it impartially, I believe that with the efficiency of the court, we will not be allowed to wait forever." ”

"Wait, wait. I don't know who shouted, and the others responded loudly to show their full support for Jiang Ye's decision.

Deacon Lin, who had already walked to the door, retracted his feet, turned his head and glared at Jiang Ye, "What do you mean?"

Guangliang was already frightened and at a loss, so he still called Wang Dong for help under the reminder of an employee.

Although all major institutions have inspection instruments, which are usually used in private, this is the consensus of everyone, but a violation is a violation, once it is a big trouble, this is really not a simple end.

Jiang Ye smiled and bowed slightly, "The court is our balance, and any person or institution that violates the rules should be punished, and I also ask Lord Deacon to deal with it impartially and make decisions for us writers." ”

Not humble or arrogant, not afraid of power, in the face of the darkness that everyone fears, law enforcement can still be-for-tat, Jiang Ye's image has risen to a higher height in the hearts of those two or three hundred writers, although there is still a gap from the living god, but it is enough to become the object of their worship.

More than two hundred writers who had participated in the Battle of Thunder Frog silently walked behind Jiang Ye, silently, just straightened up and looked determined. They are Jiang Ye's strongest backing at this time, not to mention dying together, but they definitely dare to face possible conflicts together.

"You, do you know what you're doing?" Deacon Lin came to Jiang Ye in a few breaths, lowered his voice, he was very angry but couldn't have a seizure, he could only hold back the anger in his stomach.

Jiang Ye just smiled and said loudly: "I only know that Lord Deacon is the enforcer of the Inquisition, and right here, someone wants to break the law under your nose, don't tarnish your identity." ”

"You!" Deacon Lin was out of temper, especially when he saw the two or three hundred writers behind Jiang Ye who shared the same hatred, and finally realized that he was in trouble.