"Uncle is really... It's..."

"The old fritters in the workplace..."

"Just this set of operations, come to our group, at least be able to do the director..."

Sun Wen looked at this scene with a look of amazement and said subconsciously.

Zhao Zicheng covered his face, full of embarrassment.

And the rest of his life continued to sit aside without a sense of existence, looking at the fruit plate on the coffee table, and after finding that there was no fruit in it at all, he withdrew his gaze and continued to be in a daze.

For a moment, the room fell silent.

Only on the TV, the lines kept playing.

"Why !!"

"Why don't you love me!!"

"I'm for you..."

Zhao's father was fascinated by it, and looked at this bloody love drama with a serious face.

"Dad..."

Zhao Zicheng leaned on the sofa, fiddling with his mobile phone boringly, chatting with Sun Wen with little to gossip, and then seemed to suddenly remember something and looked at Zhao's father.

"Huh?"

"Say."

Zhao's father was concise and to the point.

"Are you a soul hunter?"

Zhao Zicheng also didn't go around in circles, and asked bluntly.

Zhao's father was stunned for a moment, and finally took his eyes back on the TV, staring at his son, as if there was still a trace of puzzlement in his eyes: "Did you report the wrong thing back then?" ”

"When your mom comes back in the evening, I'll have to ask..."

As he spoke, his brow furrowed deeply.

This time, on the contrary, Zhao Zicheng became a little uncalm.

"Huh?"

"Why didn't I understand?"

His eyes really revealed a simple, dazed emotion.

"Hehe..."

"Otherwise, why would you pour dirty water on me in front of the Pavilion Master."

"Don't you think I'm dying fast enough..."

"I don't have any decent inheritance, and you haven't taken out a large insurance policy for me."

"I can only reasonably suspect that you are not my own."

Zhao's father's voice was still calm.

"I'm just asking."

"If you're a soul hunter, I'll find a way to run it for you, and I'll be whitewashed."

"Otherwise, after a while, it will be more troublesome to arrest someone and catch you in prison and go to the prison to catch you, and you will have to go through more procedures."

Zhao Zicheng covered his face and couldn't help but complain.

At this moment, Sun Wen suddenly understood why it would become Zhao Zicheng's obsession to let his father be in the audience, frantically applaud himself and report to work.

It's no wonder that Zhao Zicheng's acceptance of the rest of his life is so high.

With such a father, it seems that everything makes a lot more sense.

"My son may not be mentally normal."

"Don't you mind."

"I have nothing to do with the soul hunter, if I need to, I can release it publicly, and scold the soul hunter for three days and three nights."

"Oh, yes..."

As if he suddenly thought of something, Zhao's father suddenly looked solemn: "I, Zhao Changlin, swear, if I have anything to do with soul hunting, I will let my Zhao family die, and my son will be crushed!! ”

His words were loud and powerful!

Sun Wen, who was holding a remote text meeting with his subordinates, quietly dropped his mobile phone on his lap at some point.

Zhao Zicheng was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

Yu Sheng, who was directly looked at by Zhao's father, was also a little dazed for a while, subconsciously glanced at Zhao Zicheng, and then withdrew his gaze.

"I do wonder now if I was born to you."

An ordinary conversation, almost made a tragedy, I have to say, Zhao's father sometimes, the way he handles things is really ...

Extremely efficient!

Completely irrefutable.

It only took half a minute to prove his innocence, and seeing that the topic was over, Zhao's father sat down on the sofa again, and looked at the TV again, with relish.

"I'm really... There's one... Good father!! ”

When it came to being a good father, Zhao Zicheng's teeth were almost crushed.

Sun Wen glanced at Zhao Zicheng sympathetically, silently picked up the phone, and couldn't take his eyes off it.

The rest of your life continued to be in a daze.

Half an hour later, with the ending song of the TV playing, Zhao's father silently turned off the TV.

"You just said... Soul hunting? ”

"Why do you suspect that I have something to do with the Soul Hunter?"

"There's a soul hunter in the Guard Division?"

After turning off the TV, Father Zhao frowned slightly as if he had changed people, and asked seriously.

Zhao Zicheng shrugged: "Don't ask me, I don't know." ”

"The rest of my life said."

He pointed in the direction of the rest of his life, not wanting to be involved in this matter at all, for fear that he would really hang up because of one of his father's vows.

"Hmm."

"Mobei City must be a stronghold of soul hunting."

"Within the Guard Division, there may be soul hunters."

Father Zhao's eyes fell on Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng nodded lightly and spoke.

"Mobei City Security Division, 34 incumbents."

"Including five logistics, one clerk, one in charge of the archives, two canteen aunts, two cleaners, my director, two deputy directors, and the rest are all on duty."

"If there is a real problem in the security department, it is not convenient for the officers on duty themselves, because they are usually exposed to only those things in their own work, and they are very busy, which is not suitable for intelligence gathering or doing other things."

Father Zhao, who became serious, looked much more reliable, took off his reading glasses, rubbed his eyes, and said slowly.