Chapter 185: Language Art: Not Low-key but Self-Introduction [4 more]
Yan Jiu yawned again: "Next time, definitely." β
After discovering that it turned out to be an oolong.
Lang Zongyi was a little unable to look directly at himself.
He looked past Yan Jiu.
Look at the interrogation room.
Lang Zongyi didn't forget before Yan Jiu came out.
The merman was so frightened by Yan Jiu that his scales exploded.
remembered that Yan Jiu would not interrogate.
Lang Zongyi said firmly: "So you weren't low-key not long ago, but introducing yourself. β
Yan Jiu: "......" on my brother's language arts.
She grinned.
The corners of Lang Zongyi's mouth followed an arc, but he quickly restrained his smile, pursed his lips and turned to leave.
Yan Jiu looked at the person who was shrouded by Xiao Suo.
I'd love to follow up and ask.
But she knew that she couldn't get an answer from Lang Zongyi, so she turned around and found Ma Weiwei.
Yan Jiu was puzzled: "I don't think our director is a little abnormal, especially when facing the merman." β
learned of Yan Jiu's intention.
Ma put down his work slightly: "If it is said that the always fair bureau wants to list which ethnic group as an endangered animal the most, the mermaids bear the brunt. That incident happened when I first entered the Special Bureau, except for the Bureau, only Liu Fei and Huo Yu knew. β
Four years ago.
She was just an intern under Liu Fei.
Encirclement and suppression of water villages.
She is not yet eligible to participate.
It was precisely because she was not qualified at that time that she did not appear on the 413 sacrifice list.
Since the Demon Control Bureau fell apart and the Special Bureau was replaced, the first director was a mild-mannered man.
It was also the one who led Lang Zongyi to act fairly.
But such a person who was extremely respected by Lang Zongyi sank to the bottom of Shuizhai Lake forever.
Ma Weiwei took Yan Jiu to the archives.
She stood in the doorway.
Ma Weiwei said: "Seniors go in, I'll let the seniors wind outside." β
Yan Jiu nodded.
Step into the archives that exude a heavy atmosphere.
The sealed S-Class file was found.
Yan Jiu did not forget that Huo Yu asked her for help at the Chu family, and the other party told her that there was a secret hidden in the ruins of the water village.
Yan Jiu flipped through the file.
Saw a dusty story.
The Special Bureau inherits many of the "last wishes" of the Demon Management Bureau and becomes a force that confronts evil.
However.
There is a rosicrucius in front.
There is a Xuanmen in the back.
The Special Bureau is a complete refusal.
Four years ago.
The last undercover agent of the Demon Authority used his life to deliver the bombshell news - the stronghold of the Rosicrucise.
The people of the Special Offices thought they had found their nest.
But I didn't know that it was a trap set by the Rosicrucian and the mermaids, in order to wipe out the elites of the Special Quarter, so that the Special Bureau would no longer have time to hinder the actions of the Rosiccross.
Heavy losses from the Special Unit.
Retreated from Lang Zongyi to the second line.
It is enough to see the success of the rosicrucise.
Yan Jiu's fingertips slid over the cold words.
One hundred and seventeen people set off.
There were only three survivors.
A few sentences summed up on a thin sheet of paper are countless bloody human lives.
The viewer was moved.
Not to mention the writer?
As a survivor at that time, Lang Zongyi's pressure and guilt can be imagined.
In the past four years, no one knows how Lang Zongyi has supported himself and the Special Bureau.
Yan Jiu's eyes were slightly red.
She found the file of the first director of the Special Unit.
Zhong Pingquan, male, 43 years old, the 10th head of the Zhong family in Xuanmen, once served as the deputy director of the Demon Management Bureau......
Yan Jiu has a lot of feelings about the surname Zhong, which comes from her master's surname Zhong, and now, there is another reason.
She slowly closed the file.
And then.
Find Lang Zongyi in the office.
Lang Zong didn't raise his head: "Impossible." β
Yan Jiu pressed his hands on the desktop and wondered, "Why can't you restart the file?" β
She knew that Lang Zongyi had not yet come out of the Shuizhai ruins case, and she wanted to help people get out.
The secret hidden in the ruins of the water village can make the special bureau pour fresh blood.
Otherwise, Huo Yu would not have bothered to secretly investigate the source of the water source for so long.
Restart the profile.
Dig up the secrets.
She can be the first person in charge.
Lang Zongyi knew the danger of the Shuizhai ruins, and it was because Yan Jiu insisted on being the person in charge that he would not agree.
The Special Unit cannot afford to tolerate a second upheaval.
He can have an accident.
General Counsel cannot.
Lang Zongyi was expressionless: "The merman royal clan Xiluo sacrificed his own flesh and soul to stabilize the underground spring, what are you going to do?" Replace her and become a sacrifice? β
The original dispatch of the Special Unit.
It also caused countless casualties to the mermaid race.
But Lang Zongyi couldn't hate the merman clan like he hated the rosicrucifix, because they finally learned that the merman clan was just a pawn on the black and white chessboard.
The chess wielder did not come forward from beginning to end.
In order to make up for the mistake of easily believing in the Rosicrucian and harming the Special Bureau and the merman clan.
The stream fell willingly into the spring.
Stop the endless power of darkness.
Rosrocross used the merman clan to turn the water village into a battlefield, and the reason for the location may be that there is a magic weapon in the spring.
But.
The power of darkness is extraordinary.
It's not worth the risk of a magic artifact that you don't know if it really exists.
Yan Jiu couldn't stop sighing.
Her senior brother is too kind, how can he break it!
Yan Jiu is not good at telling Lang Zongyi bluntly here that she can absorb the power of darkness.
She changed the subject to a less rigid one.
Yan Jiu sighed and said, "The only remaining merman is indeed a little suspicious, what are you going to say from her mouth?" β
Lang Zongyi clenched the pen in his hand.
He interrogated the mermaids to find out if the two mermaids captured by the Rosicrucius were traitors back then.
Lang Zongyi thought that finding the traitor of the merman clan would temporarily relieve the pain that had accumulated in his heart for many years.
In fact, it didn't work.
He's just deceiving himself.
The unbearable pain will still be like a rusty blunt knife, repeatedly cutting through bloody wounds, making them impossible to heal.
He couldn't forget the crimson of that day.
The blood everywhere could always turn into invisible threads, strangling his neck and making it difficult for him to even breathe.
Yan Jiu said again: "Senior brother, what do you want to know, I have many ways to get her to speak, such as soul searching." β
The number of human lives is easy to calculate.
It's not easy for the rest of the races.
To wonder.
Soul searching is the best way to do it.
A touch of ruthlessness flashed in Yan Jiu's eyes.
She didn't really want to know the role of the merman in it, she only knew that the existence that made her brother miserable should be stifled.
Lang Zongyi lowered his head.
Silent and silent.
Obviously, he should reprimand Yan Jiu for his dangerous thoughts.
Correcting not everyone is suitable for soul searching.
Punish them not in private.
But when I thought of Yan Jiu, I was upset for him.
His crumpled heart, which had been tormented by remorse for four years, was easily ironed out.
Lang Zongyi pretended to be relieved, shook his head and said, "After all, the merman clan has also received retribution. β
Unconsciously
The tip of the signature pen in Lang Zongyi's hand fell on Yan Jiu's forehead, and he tapped it again and again.
Yan Jiu's ruthlessness was knocked away.
She covered her forehead with her hands.
Puff out your cheeks.
Accuse Lang Zongyi with his eyes.
Lang Zongyi was a little surprised.
Was he just stunned?
Why do you subconsciously knock on someone's forehead?
So naΓ―ve!