The real world.

Library.

"Don't bully the poor boy! 》

This book Jiang Peng was held in his hand, and he sighed in his heart, it is worthy of the world created by the author's pen, the more rigorous the thinking, the stronger the world barriers, just the creation of the low-martial world, the Heavenly Dao consciousness is already so powerful.

If you don't gain something in this world, if you are discovered, you will definitely be rejected by the Heavenly Dao Consciousness, and then exiled in the void, unable to find the way to come, until you are swallowed by the void and your consciousness dissipates.

Looking at the author's name in the book, the coriander is super delicious.

"It's a pity that I wrote novels at a young age and died of my liver."

Jiang Peng closed the book, and just now through the Internet, he found out that the author of the novel died suddenly from staying up late to stay up in the liver novel, so he could only secretly say that it was a pity.

After choosing a good novel in the library for a long time, Jiang Peng left.

Returning to his dilapidated rental house, making a pot of tea and getting ready to rest, and obtaining a database of multiple worlds, Jiang Peng can use the source energy to exchange for a lot of valuable items, and now there is no need to worry about the problem of insufficient money.

Picking up the Longjing tea that he bought on the way back, Jiang Peng tasted it carefully, the tea was very bitter, but when he drank it in his mouth, it was extremely sweet.

The taste of the tea is also different.

After drinking the cup of tea in one gulp, Jiang Peng smiled with satisfaction, and his mood became much more comfortable.

"Tut, if it had been in the past, I would have been reluctant to buy such an expensive Longjing..."

Jiang Peng sighed as he played with a small piece of gold made in his hand.

"Bang

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Hello, can you open the door?"

The voice outside the door was polite and respectful.

Jiang Peng opened the door and saw a man in a white suit standing outside the door, holding a heavy gift box in his hand.

"Who are you looking for?"

Jiang Peng looked at the man suspiciously, the other party's clothing and temperament made him wonder.

I haven't seen this person, but because Jiang Peng often helps the police arrest fugitives in exchange for bonuses, he recognizes the other party's clothing, which is the costume of the Dragon Defense Department.

"I am Jiang Feng from the Ministry of Defense of the Dragon, and on the orders of the leader, I came to bring you your bonus before, which is 150,000 in cash, you can take a look."

Jiang Feng smiled and introduced his identity to Jiang Peng, and handed over the gift box in his hand, although he didn't know why Zhao Ju would be so polite to this young man, but the duty of a soldier is to obey.

"Bonus?"

Jiang Peng frowned suspiciously, and after a moment, he seemed to remember something.

When I came back from the first world, the fugitive who was captured!

It is estimated that he didn't care about it at the time, and later these people saw him shoot on the nearby surveillance, but Jiang Peng didn't have a reason not to take the money for nothing.

And this also saves Jiang Peng the time to find a way to exchange gold for cash, if a large amount of gold suddenly flows out of the market, he will also feel very troubled when he is interrogated.

"Okay, then I'll take it."

Jiang Peng took the gift box and prepared to close it casually.

"Wait... Wait! "

Jiang Feng was a little stunned, and hurriedly called out to Jiang Peng, according to the normal process, shouldn't this person be a little polite?

Then ask if there is anything else going on, or ask yourself to come into the house and sit down, why don't you play according to the routine.

"Anything else?"

Jiang Peng was a little puzzled, did he have to send him downstairs himself?

"I have something I want to discuss with you, it is our Zhao Bureau's business card, and he wants to invite you to be specially hired as a special officer of the Paranormal Criminal Investigation Section of our city bureau..."

Jiang Feng scratched his head a little embarrassed, this young man didn't seem to know much etiquette, but he didn't dare to slack off, and explained the purpose of his trip.

It's just that I was a little apprehensive in my heart, for fear that Jiang Peng would not agree, and I would definitely be criticized when I went back.

"Okay, talk about the treatment."

Jiang Peng turned around and entered the door, motioning for Jiang Feng to follow him in.

Jiang Feng was stunned, this agreed?

This young man, doesn't he know that the supernatural criminal investigation department is in contact with all cases of murder? Those cases are very weird, and if you are not careful, you may put your life into it?

Jiang Feng, who was following behind, muttered in his heart.

Jiang Peng didn't know what Jiang Feng thought, he felt that if he had a good identity, it would be a lot easier for him.

"Uh... The annual salary is 1 million, and for every murder solved, a bonus of 1 million is added, just... To tell you the truth, this bonus is not so easy to get..."

Jiang Feng hesitated for a moment and told him about the situation of the Supernatural Criminal Investigation Department, for fear that when Jiang Peng came, because he did not explain it clearly, there would be another conflict.

After Jiang Peng listened, he nodded slightly.

didn't care about these things, and then the two sides exchanged mobile phone numbers, Jiang Feng handed him the temporary work card, and told Jiang Peng that the specially invited police officer only needed to go to the police when there was a task.

The negotiation between the two sides went so smoothly that Jiang Feng wondered if he had gone to the wrong address, but after thinking about it repeatedly, he confirmed that the address given to him by Zhao Ju was not wrong.

Under the pleasant negotiation between the two parties, the two sides completed the handover work, which made Jiang Feng puzzled, although his boss Zhao Ju told him to lower his posture and try his best to win over this ordinary-looking young man, Jiang Feng was also afraid that he would make a mistake.

Then, he whispered, "Senpai, that... Are you really an ancient warrior? "

"Ancient warriors?"

Jiang Peng was stunned, and then reacted, Jiang Feng and the people from the Spiritual Criminal Investigation Department should regard themselves as a special kind of person, after all, when they arrested the fugitive, the moves and strength they displayed were obviously a special type of person.

Otherwise, people would not have deliberately found a place to live, and came with a bonus with sincerity.

"Yes."

Without an explanation, following his meaning, Jiang Peng nodded.

After receiving a definite answer, Jiang Feng put his mind at ease, since the task assigned by the boss was completed, and after a hasty greeting, he was ready to leave.

After all, there are still a lot of cases that need to be handled at the bottom of his collection, as for Jiang Peng's method of shooting stones to fight the fugitives, it is false to say that he is not envious, he has seen the surveillance video, and I have to say that this trick is very strong.

But modern weapons have firearms, which is why Jiang Feng doesn't understand the reason why Zhao Ju made the decision to win over, can Jiang Peng be stronger than a special sniper? After all, there is only one place for specially invited police officers in each substation, and this kind of place is very precious.

But he just needs to obey the orders from above...

…

After sending Jiang Feng away, Jiang Peng cleaned up his things, and then lay on the bed to sleep, in that low-martial arts world, he didn't worry about the host's affairs, and when he came back, he was relaxed, but he was haggard.

The next day, after waking up and washing up, Jiang Peng was ready to enter the next world, for some reason, after improving his strength in the previous world, he now has an inexplicable sense of crisis, and he feels it carefully, but he can't detect what the problem is.

"Forget it, I don't want to."

Jiang Peng shook his head and took out the books he borrowed from the library yesterday.

As soon as his mind moved, the book opened automatically in the air without wind, and Jiang Peng's figure slowly disappeared in place.

As the book fell, the name of the book was revealed at this moment-

"National Fortune: I Live Under the Strange Talk"