Ai Yu's complaint seemed to be true or false, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of anger. Xiao Cui knew that its owner was very empty-hearted.

[In that sword embryo hidden space, no one will know. 】

[You try it louder?!] 】

As the old saying goes, the eyes are the windows of the soul, and Xiao Cui, the "AI" born from the pupil of God, understands all of Ai Yu's subconscious better.

The good thing is that she doesn't need to say much about what assistance she needs, Xiaocui can always think of the future. The downside is also very obvious, as the ability to express himself improves, this guy likes to poke her in the face of this owner more and more.

In short, Ai Yu has no privacy in front of Xiaocui.

[You didn't steal on purpose, it was the sword that relied on you.] 】

Well, barely a consolation.

Ai Yu didn't expect that the sword that the ancestors of the Guan clan paid tribute to Zeng Hou was a half-finished product. That bronze statue is equivalent to an oven, and the sword must return to the bronze statue for cultivation and refining after every blood drink.

Only that perverted race would come up with such an evil sword-forging method, if it weren't for Zeng Hou's short lifespan, he wouldn't know what freaks would be brewed in the end.

On the day of Liu Yuanshan's arrest, Ai Yu deliberately let himself bleed in order to pretend to be mediocre. The sword embryo in the bronze statue had been hungry for thousands of years, and when it smelled it, it came up. Drinking blood and recognizing the Lord in one go, Ai Yu was afraid of attracting attention, so he threw it into the space at the speed of light and went to jail.

It is not only the Maoshan family that has broken the inheritance in the world, but also the Guan family. Otherwise, Guan Shengxin would not have begged Liu Yuanshan for the sake of cultivating the Fa.

Fortunately, the descendants of their family only inherited some technical work, otherwise the war that lasted 14 years would have only become more tragic.

[Don't you want the bronze statue? 】

[Don't, crooked thing! 】

Ai Yu was arguing with Xiao Cui in his mind, and the three "presiding judges" behind the mirror were not idle. They left for a moment as if they had adjourned the courtroom, and when they reappeared, they were followed by a familiar stranger.

"I'm Kong Yan." Captain Kong didn't sit down, dragged the microphone and said straight to the point: "Ai Yu, tell me the truth, are you and Liu Yuanshan the same kind of person?" ”

"What do you mean by the same kind of people?" Ai Yu felt a sigh in his heart, and he felt a sense of embarrassment that his vest had been ripped off.

Only then did she realize that today's interrogation was likely to be directed at herself, and other colleagues were just implicated.

"You're still pretending to be garlic with me! Who? The strongest of the Adepts! The body is weird, he can control all the natural elements, he can control the weapon and attack in the air, and he can faint Xu Zhen's kid with one look! ”

Ai Yu blinked, it turned out that he knew that the monk was such an existence, no wonder he had that kind of talisman on his body.

She begged Liao Liangjun for a study of the rune engraved on the bullet, which had the effect of ignoring mana defense. Looking at the rune style, it seems to be produced by Maoshan, but it provides weapons that are unfavorable to the special department, and it is not like the style of the old turtles in Maoshan.

Glancing at the confidentiality agreement on the table, Ai Yu smiled with relief, "I should be a little better than him." ”

"I knew it!" Kong Tong excitedly pushed the door and left, walked into the small black house where Ai Yu was in an instant, and shouted with a happy face: "They can't grasp the point even if they ask for a long time, and those who don't know think they are interrogating prisoners." ”

Ai Yu unconsciously looked in the mirror, and the gloomy faces of the three were about to drip water.

"Captain Kong, you have taken so much trouble to interrogate me, what is the matter?"

"Two things! No one can understand that exercise, so you can help study it. Also, I want to call you into the Secret Service. ”

Ai Yu suddenly felt that she couldn't even breathe well, if she changed jobs again, she would have two occupations, three units, and four leaders in just one year.

"It's no problem to help, just change jobs, I'm still planning to quit."

Kong He was stunned for a moment, and said categorically: "That's impossible, civil servants are not allowed to resign after less than five years of employment, unless you make a major mistake and need to be dealt with." ”

Until he followed Kong Tong into the B3 floor of the coke plant, Ai Yu was still in the grief and anger of mistakenly signing the deed of sale.

Although no one can stop her if she really wants to leave, she is a good citizen born in China since she was a child, and her awareness of following the rules is deep-rooted. Even if she was in the Protoss Continent in her previous life, she was also a good student who obeyed discipline in the eyes of the old patriarch of the purple pupil.

"It's here!"

Kong Yan's voice interrupted his thoughts, and Ai Yu looked around with interest.

It is a hall of about 300 square meters, with a ceiling height of four or five meters, and the walls and floor under it are made of granite. The hall is lined with old camphor wood shelves, which at first glance look like a library from the early days. However, the objects placed on the wooden shelves are not only books, but also the exhibition area of cold weapons comparable to that of a museum, as well as various bits and pieces such as cloth, stones, and bones.

Ai Yu picked up a slender bone fossil with a slight curve, suspected to be the rib of an ancient bird.

"This is our warehouse, or utility room. From the beginning of the formation of the special service team to the present, when I encounter something that I don't understand the purpose, I put it here and hoard it. Kong Tong touched his bald head and said angrily: "The broken book I got from Liu Yuanshan, I thought it was some powerful internal strength method, but no one could understand it, so I had to throw it here." ”

Ai Yu secretly spoke, she roughly swept around, not to mention the books in this room, many of those dusty cold weapons were magic weapons. It's just that it hasn't been maintained by mana for a long time, and even the top-grade magic weapons are now dull and dull.

"Captain Kong, can I take a look at these things?"

"I'm here for you to help identify it, and if you see something useful, it's okay to take one or two." Kong Yi smiled proudly, firstly, he still owed Ai Yu half his life, and secondly, if he wanted to dig the corner of the wall, he had to give some sweetness.

With permission, Ai Yu was not polite to him, and walked straight to the area where the meteorite was placed.

These stones would be worth a lot of money if they were put on the market, but the Secret Service kept them not for economic value, but for the hope that they would one day be used in weapons crafting. But as of now, the hottest fuel can't melt even a broken stone the size of a fingernail.

Ai Yu stopped and stopped, and finally stopped in front of a gray-white stone. The stone is the size of a small phoenix watermelon, stripped of the sedimentary rock, and the inside is about the size of an adult's fist.

Crystal refining, a good thing that existed in the world billions of years ago.

As far as refining is concerned, refining crystals is equivalent to regret medicine. Once the finished magic weapon is banned, it will be finalized, and it can only be rebuilt after refining crystals.

"I want this, okay?"

"Just a stone?" Kong Yan glanced at it and nodded, "I thought you would pick some knives and swords." ”

Ai Yu was naturally interested in those things, but she didn't want to take them all in her pocket, she just wanted to see the refining techniques of those magic weapons one by one.

After seeing the copycat version of the runes, Ai Yu knew that most of the immortal cultivation knowledge stored in his brain was a bit outdated, and he was afraid that he would have to learn a lot of things from scratch.