Early the next morning, in the business district, the patrol bureau.

A black steam cart with the roar of a steam engine drove to the gates of the Patrol Bureau.

When the car stopped, the door opened, and Zheng Fuli, who was wearing a black patrol uniform, and Jin Wen, who was wearing a gray coat, walked out one after another.

Zheng Fuli's black patrol uniform, the collar of the uniform was rolled with gold edges, and there were three gold tassel badges on both shoulders, he patted the well-made clothes on his body, put his hands behind his back, and walked majestically to the gate of the patrol and arrest bureau.

Jin Wen, who was wearing civilian clothes, disguised his appearance, his skin became sallow, and he wore a pair of black sunglasses in front of him, which did not look amazing.

At this time, he was carrying a suitcase in his hand, one position behind the director of the patrol bureau, and followed step by step.

entered the patrol and arrest bureau, and at this time, there were already many patrols in patrol uniforms in this bureau, and these bottom layers were Xia people. They are sitting in their respective seats in the office area, gathering together in twos and threes, chatting and laughing, drinking water with teacups, and even eating breakfast with rice balls and soy milk, all in a casual posture.

It is said that in this patrol and arrest bureau, only the director Zheng Fuli, the director of the Public Security Department Sun Guoping and the director of the Overseas Department Wang Youyou have their own offices.

The rest of the headhunters are nested in the office area, and each catcher and his subordinates share a large table, which is distributed in various areas of the office area.

Immediately, the sharp-eyed patrolmen saw Zheng Fuli who had just walked into the gate, and they immediately whispered to remind their colleagues who were facing away from the gate.

After a few seconds, the patrols on the scene realized what was happening, and hurriedly stopped what they were busy with, put down the water cup after drinking water, and hid breakfast on the table after breakfast.

Then he turned to face the director of the patrol bureau in unison, saluted, and shouted in unison:

"Morning Director!"

Zheng Fuli glanced around his subordinates, and the patrol bodies that were swept by his gaze were slightly shocked, and he snorted coldly:

"What do you look like to be so lazy early in the morning, give me some energy!"

"Yes!"

The Xia patrol who was present responded loudly.

Seeing Zheng Fuli and the strange young man in gray casual clothes behind him enter the director's office, the patrols present all breathed a sigh of relief, and their originally tense bodies relaxed one after another.

"Strange, why did the director come so early today?"

Many of the patrols present thought to themselves.

In the director's office, the decoration is simple and atmospheric, the walls are painted snow-white, there is a black desk in the middle of the room, and a pair of words are hung on the wall behind the desk, on which are written the words "Great Chong Eternal".

On the corner of the desk, there is a boxy iron box with many buttons on it, and many pipes are branched out from the iron box, which descends down the table to the ground, and then along the ground into the wall, and I don't know where it leads.

Zheng Fuli sat on the leather chair behind the desk and said to Jin Wen, who was following him:

"Vice Kim Si, sit down."

Jin Wen said in a deep voice:

"Master Xie."

When he sat down in the guest seat opposite Zheng Fuli and put down the suitcase in his hand, he heard the director of the patrol bureau in front of him ask:

"Deputy Jinsi, you have also seen the people from this patrol and arrest bureau, and now the people have not yet come to Qi, according to your opinion, after the people arrive, how to find out this Xinhan traitor hiding in the patrol bureau?"

After making a disguise of his appearance, Jin Wen immediately said:

"Back to my lord, the lower official has made a plan after knowing about this matter last night, but I still need my lord's cooperation."

Zheng Fuli perked up and immediately asked:

"What is the clever plan of Vice President Jinji, please tell me quickly."

Jin Wen replied:

"Later, when everyone arrives, the adults will gather everyone and find a reason to talk to them, and then the lower officials will have their own spells to find out who the ghost is."

Zheng Fuli nodded thoughtfully, and without asking much, he raised his hand and pressed the button on the iron mechanical device at the corner of the desk in front of him.

The sound of a steam engine running immediately came from the mechanism.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

Zheng Fuli immediately said:

"Come in!"

A man in a patrol uniform, with a silver collar and two silver tassel badges on his shoulders, walked in, and he immediately saluted the director of the patrol bureau and said:

"The lower official visits the lord, I don't know what the lord commands?"

This person is none other than Wang Youyou, the director of the Overseas Department of the Patrol and Arrest Bureau, who is in charge of overseas affairs at Jinmen Port.

Zheng Fuli pointed at Jin Wen and said:

"This is Lord Jinwen, the deputy director of the Patrol Division, you have seen it before, he has something important to do this time, and he deliberately made some cover-ups, you will wait for the people below to arrive, tell them to gather, I want to lecture!"

When Wang Youyou heard this, he glanced at Jin Wen, who had sallow skin and glasses, and reluctantly recognized him, and immediately replied:

"Yes! The lower official went out and nodded his head, and when everyone was ready, he immediately notified the adults. ”

After saying that, he left the director's office.

Jin Wen and Zheng Fuli chatted for a while in the room, and after a quarter of an hour, the patrol bureau had already arrived, and Wang Youyou's shout came from outside the door:

"If the director wants to speak, stand in front of his seat!"

The patrolmen hurriedly put down their things and quickly took their places.

Seeing this, Wang Youyou nodded with satisfaction, walked into Zheng Fuli's office quickly, and said to his immediate boss:

"My lord, except for a few who didn't come on leave, everyone is here."

Zheng Fuli nodded and said:

"Well, I'm talking to Deputy Kim Si, and you go out and watch them."

Wang Youyou immediately replied, "Yes, my lord." ”

After speaking, he left the office, walked up to the patrol officers, and shouted:

"The director will be here soon, give me some spirits!"

"Yes!"

The patrol responded in unison.

in another office.

Hearing Wang Youyou's shouts outside, Sun Guoping also walked out of his office as the director of the Public Security Department, and walked to Wang Youyou's side with a calm face, intending to see what Zheng Fuli and his cronies were up to.

Wang Youyou glanced at Sun Guoping and said nothing.

Sun Guoping glanced at Wang Youyou coldly, and then the two of them looked away at the same time, and a cold snort came out of their throats.

Zheng Fuli also walked out of the director's office at this time, paced in front of the patrols, and glanced at Wang Youyou and Sun Guoping.

Knowing the ugliness between the two, Zheng Fuli didn't speak, just glanced back and forth majestically at the subordinates in front of him.

The patrols were silent one by one, and seeing that the patrols were basically complete, Zheng Fuli said majestically:

"Recently, our patrol bureau has sent people to arrest the last remnant of the Red Turban Gang several times, but it has always been in vain, I didn't know why, but today I finally understood."

The people below looked at each other and didn't say a word.

Zheng Fuli roared to himself:

"Because you people are too lazy! Early in the morning, there are people who chat, eat, and drink tea, but they don't do their jobs! ”

As soon as these words came out, the people below were immediately silent.

After that, Zheng Fuli scolded again, and he vented all the pressure exerted on him by Hong Kong Minister Sun Changsheng in the past few days on the patrol in front of him.

In the director's office, Jin Wen heard Zheng Fuli's lecture outside, and immediately opened the suitcase and took out a tortoise shell and a silver dagger from it.

Putting the tortoise shell on the table in front of him, he reached out and touched the tortoise shell, then gritted his teeth with the silver dagger, and slashed it on the palm of his left hand, a sharp pain, a stream of blood gushed out, he gasped, and forced himself to keep silent.

He immediately reached out and smeared the blood on the tortoiseshell, and then used his mana with all his might, only to see the sallow on his face quickly reced, revealing a pale face.

This is not over, some strange and inexplicable blood-colored marks quickly appeared on the face, and it looks very infiltrating.

He didn't bandage his bloodied left hand, his hands were immediately sealed, his eyes were fixed on the blood-stained tortoise shell, and when his mana was running at full strength, he saw that the blood on the tortoise shell gradually dissipated, turning into a blood-red cloud enveloping the tortoise shell.

Seeing this, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it with one hand in the direction outside the door, taking in a wisp of the breath of everyone in the patrol bureau, and then threw it into the blood-colored cloud.

Then getting up, Jin Wen closed his eyes, and his whole face reached into the blood-colored cloud that shrouded the tortoise shell.

As he breathed, the blood-colored cloud was slowly inhaled into his body as he breathed, and although his eyes were closed at this time, there were some fragmented images streaked across his eyes.

He stared intently, not daring to miss the slightest clue.

As this blood-colored cloud qi was gradually inhaled into his body, cracks continued to appear on the surface of this turtle shell, and after all the blood-colored cloud qi was sucked dry by Jin Wen, the turtle shell had already turned into a pile of pieces.

Outside the door, Zheng Fuli's reprimand continued for a quarter of an hour.

Finally, the director of the patrol bureau finished venting the accumulated pressure on his body and walked into the office satisfied.

As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a smell of blood, and saw that Jin Wen had some blood stains on his body, especially on the cuffs, and there was a wound on his left palm, which was still bloody.

The man was now very pale, and was sitting motionless in his chair with his eyes closed.

Seeing this, Zheng Fuli didn't dare to disturb, and sat back on the main seat and quietly waited for the result of the warlock's spell in front of him.

Not long after, Jin Wen opened his eyes and said, "Lord Zheng, I have found the trace of the ghost inside!" ”

Zheng Fuli was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately asked, "Deputy Jinsi, who is the inner ghost?"

Jin Wen immediately replied: "I have found the location of the ghost in the patrol bureau, and when I change my clothes, I will take the adult to identify it!" ”

After speaking, he immediately took out gauze from the suitcase, bandaged the wound on his hand, and then took out clean clothes from it, and did not shy away from the director of the patrol bureau in front of him, immediately took off the bloodstained clothes on his body, changed the clothes on his body, and then reached out and wiped it on his face, and his pale face became sallow again.

It's just that this time he really looked a little sick.

Zheng Fuli patiently waited for the deputy of the patrol department to finish changing his clothes, and then Jin Wen showed the way, Zheng Fuli walked in front, and the two walked all the way to the patrol office area.

Wherever the two walked by, the head-catching patrols sat up straight, and they didn't dare to greet Zheng Fuli, who had just been furious, and lowered their heads one by one and pretended to deal with policing.

Walking to the area divided into the office area for the Department of Public Security, looking at the empty three large tables in front of him, Zheng Fuli's expression changed, and he looked back at Jin Wen.

Jin Wen nodded slightly, and tilted his head slightly to one of the positions.

Seeing this, Zheng Fuli didn't hesitate any longer, and asked the other patrolmen sitting at this table, "Who are these three positions?" ”

Immediately, a patrol officer cautiously replied:

"Lord Hui, these three positions are for Wang Qiang, the head catcher, and Wang Ping and Zhang Yuanqing."

"Oh? Zhang Yuanqing? ”

Zheng Fuli's eyes flashed, and then he looked at Jin Wen.

Jin Wen also looked at him at this time, and the two glanced at each other and nodded at the same time.