Chapter Fifty-Eight: Superintendent of Changbei District! (Please follow up!) )

"Xiaofang, is there something going on at home? Why quit suddenly? ”

On the other end of the phone, the dean's concerned voice was heard.

"Nothing happened, it's just that I've been too tired lately, and I may feel that this job is not suitable for me."

Yang Fang smiled bitterly.

"Then you don't have to resign, you are the youngest attending in our hospital, and you will have an unlimited future in the future, stay up for a few years, and you will be promoted to deputy high school immediately, and then you will be able to work up, before the age of forty, my position as the dean may be yours, why do you have to resign."

The dean said, "Well, I'll give you a month off first, you can relax and relax this month, don't be too tired, if you still want to resign after a month, come to me again, okay." ”

"Well, that's fine, thank you, Dean."

Yang Fang said.

"Be polite to me, if you really encounter any difficulties, remember to say hello to me, and I will try to help if I can."

The dean said.

"Okay, thank you, Dean!"

Yang Fang continued.

"Hmm."

The two sides quickly ended the call.

Yang Fang breathed a long sigh of relief and put down his phone.

Work matters, don't worry about it for the time being.

Next, you just need to immerse yourself in cultivation.

He went straight back to the bedroom and began to practice cross-legged.

It's two days in a flash.

There were still a lot of bubbling people in the group.

But as the past two days have passed, it has gradually become less and less, as if there are not many topics left.

This made Yang Anxin's head gradually rise into doubt.

In the past, thousands of messages were generated every day.

But the two days add up to only two hundred.

He was only suspicious for a while, and then began to cultivate again.

Every day and every moment in the real world is extremely important to him, and others may be relaxing and enjoying the joy before they die, but he can't.

He's not a man who accepts his fate!

On the morning of the third day, Yang Fang suddenly received a strange phone call.

"Are you Yang Fang? The family lives in the **building** building in Qingquan Community, right? ”

A crisp woman's voice rang on the other end of the phone, and she shouldn't be very old.

"You are?"

"Oh, I'm from the Changbei District Police Department, please come over here, we have something we want you to cooperate with the investigation, can you?"

The woman's voice continued.

"Let me cooperate with the investigation? What's up? ”

Yang was vigilant.

Could it be that the police have already started to cross?

"There is a fight and brawl case here, your name is involved, and a prisoner has identified you, please come here as soon as possible!"

"Fights? Could it be mistaken? ”

"You can do it first, if you really make a mistake, we will return your innocence."

The woman continued.

"Well, that's good."

Yang Fang responded.

His heart became heavy.

Fights and brawls, what about calves?

Most likely the police knew about the crossing.

But even if you know, what can you do, you haven't done anything illegal or criminal, and you're just an ordinary pharmacy shopkeeper in the other world...

Yang Fang gritted his teeth and decided to go to the police station to have a look.

The phone calls are coming to the door, and it's not something you can dodge if you want to.

Hiding at this time will only make it more troublesome.

He put on his shoes, hurried outside, stopped a taxi on the road, and rushed directly to the police station.

Within Fang City, there are four police stations alone, and the other party designated him to go to Changbei District.

Changbei District is more than 20 minutes away from his residence, and it will take more than 20 minutes by car.

Along the way, looking at the traffic outside the window, Yang Fang had a long thought.

Finally, more than 20 minutes later, the taxi successfully stopped at the Changbei District Police Station.

Yang put down the taxi, looked at the police station in front of him with a puzzled expression, and walked over.

At the gate, two young police detectives held photos and kept looking at the intersection.

Soon, someone found Yang Fang, and after careful comparison, the two detectives immediately walked over quickly.

"Are you Mr. Yang Fang?"

One of the young detectives asked.

"Yes, I just got a call asking me to come here and cooperate with the investigation."

Yang Fang nodded, his heart even more solemn.

"Oh, just come with me, please."

The young detective smiled, and immediately led Yang Fang towards the inside of the Changbei superintendent.

Yang Fang was silent all the way and followed quietly behind him.

After the two passed through the alarm area at the front desk, they went directly into a building at the back, swiped the elevator card, and immediately pressed to the fifth floor area.

Along the way, the young detective kept a smile on his face and didn't say a word.

After a few moments, the elevator opened and entered a cloister.

"Mr. Yang Fang, please enter room 501."

The young detective gestured, smiled, and got off the elevator alone.

501?

Yang Fang was slightly silent and looked up.

Quickly find the room number and gently open the door.

I saw that there were already thirty or forty people sitting in the room.

Some are whispering, some are excited, and some are gloomy.

When he noticed that someone was pushing the door in, he quickly turned around with a smile on his face.

"There's a new guy here!"

One of the bald middle-aged men laughed.

"Newcomer, go check in!"

"Congratulations to the newcomers, you have found the organization!"

The others laughed as well.

Yang's head was surging with peace of mind.

Sure enough, it was the same as he guessed!

This kind of thing is destined to be impossible to hide.

It's just that along the way, it was extremely secretive, except for the two detectives I met at the door at the beginning, the other detectives didn't see it.

Even the police detective who sent him over did not have the right to enter 501, but quickly went down.

"Doctor Yang, it's you, you... You're here too? ”

There was a sound of surprise from the crowd.

Yang Fang turned his head to look, and suddenly saw Fang Ting, the little nurse in the crowd with a happy face, who seemed to be extremely excited.

"Uh, yes, that's a coincidence."

Yang Fang nodded slightly awkwardly.

"Your name is Yang Fang, right? The nickname in the group is [Suiyuan]? ”

A middle-aged man in a black suit, holding a notebook, began to hand it to Yang Fang to sign in, "By the way, what is your identity over there?" Also note. ”

Yang Fang nodded lightly and immediately wrote it down in the notebook.

Wanchun shop shopkeeper.

The middle-aged man glanced at it, nodded slightly, and said, "Okay, you can find a place to sit down first." ”

Yang Fang nodded lightly and found a place in the rear area.

"Dude, what is your identity in the other world? I'm the little leader of the Three Rivers Gang! ”

The bald man from before suddenly laughed.

The others all gathered around curiously and began to introduce themselves.

"I'm the deputy steward of the Aoki Gang."

"I work at the Mongolian Chamber of Commerce and am also a deputy manager."

"Dude, what are you doing?"

...

"I'm just a small shopkeeper of the Black Tiger Gang, and I'm in charge of a small pharmacy called Wanchun Shop."

Yang Fang said.

"Wan Chun Pu? I don't seem to have heard of it, by the way, didn't the Black Tiger Gang run away this time? ”

"Yes, I heard that the leader of the Black Tiger Gang ran away with people overnight, but you didn't follow him?"

Everyone was curious.

"No, I'm too weak, too timid, so I've been hiding underground."

Yang Fang responded.

"How many products are you?"

The bald middle-aged man asked.

"The early stage of the second grade!"

Yang Fang said.

"Only two grades? That's too weak indeed! ”

"Yes, the second grade is too weak, it must be because I was not willing to spend money before."

"The strongest in our group is the pinnacle of the third grade."

"By the way, that [Tongtian Sect Master] should be the strongest traverser in our Fang City, a five-rank master!"

"Not to mention the five products, unfortunately there are six products, if you invite the other party over this time, everyone will definitely be able to tide over the difficulties!"

...

"Did you all get a call from the police?"

Yang Fang asked curiously.

"That's not it, a few people were invited to the door in person, and this is not the police, this is a special operations department, not under the control of the police, not under the control of any department, directly under the management of the state, so you understand?"

A young man whispered.

"Special Operations Division?"

Yang Fang muttered to himself.

It seems that this should be an organization specially established by the state to deal with the crossing incident.

"So the police won't investigate us in the future?"

Yang Fang asked.

"Definitely not, it has nothing to do with the police from now on."

Others spoke.

Yang Fang was slightly silent.

Regardless, he wanted to stick to his plan.

Let's keep our presence to a minimum...

With the current chaos of the Black Iron Settlement, it is useless for anyone to come, only on their own!

Besides, the crossing location is different, can people from the state department travel to the Black Iron Settlement?

...

Chapter 3 is here!

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