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Ding Li lifted the curtain and looked, it was already very close to the twelve doors.

He thought about it, the trouble is big, so it is better to inform the uncle of the truth first, so that the uncle can have a response in advance.

I had no choice but to call up the uncle who was secretly sad, and use fast sign language to describe everything that happened at No. 9 Tianhe Road.

These earth-shattering secrets, for the uncle, are no less than a thunderstorm.

The uncle's hairs stood up all over his body, and he thought that the arrow capture was at most colluding with the Tang Sect and intending to sell intelligence.

I didn't expect this truth to be beyond imagination too much, this kind of crime is not only a capital crime, but also a great rebellion against the Zhu clan.

He was afraid for a while, glad that he didn't impulsively shoot to help the arrow catch it, this kind of palace war involving the royal family, the slightest mistake is the result of hundreds of heads falling to the ground.

Thinking of this, he quickly bounced up, hurriedly checked the teeth of the arrow catcher, and after confirming that there was no poison, he controlled the arrow catch again to make sure that the arrow catch could not break off on its own, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Arrow Hunt is now dead...... The uncle sighed slightly, and then glanced at Ding Li with complicated eyes.

Ding Li squeezed out a reluctant smile to the uncle and said, "Uncle, you saved me, no matter what decision you make, I will support you." ”

The uncle took a long breath, closed his eyes and said, "I've got you involved again." ”

"Uncle, it's the other way around, it should be me who involved you, it's not my pulseless body, and you don't have to come here on Tianhe Road. Ding Li was a little apologetic, no one can say anything about this entanglement, since he met the uncle in the cavalry camp, he couldn't tell who affected whose fate.

The uncle waved his hand, changed into sign language again, and said: "The next situation will be extremely complicated, the situation of all parties here in Kyoto is too complicated and dangerous, in order to save your life, I am afraid that you must be pulled into my organization." ”

Ding Li was shocked, isn't the uncle's organization a secret guard? Who is the master? The name alone contains a bit of danger. is already deep in the quagmire of Tianhe Road, lest he can't pull it out, why does the uncle drag himself into the deeper whirlpool of the secret guard?

Frowning, Ding Li wanted to refuse.

The uncle signed again: "Uncle is for your good, whether it succeeds or not depends on the master's intentions, it is estimated that it will take a few days, and then the master will meet you." ”

Seeing that Ding Li wanted to speak, the uncle interrupted him again with sign language: "Don't think about it, you have no roots and no foundation and are involved in the rebellion of the royal family, it is difficult to survive, go back to the door first." It's too dangerous for you to stay with your uncle these days. ”

Ding Li lifted the curtain of the door, saw that the carriage had stepped into the street with twelve doors, and gradually quieted down, since the matter had come to this, then take one step at a time.

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Since the carriage was accompanied by the city guards, the movement was quite large, and one of the colleagues on duty in the twelve gates of the yamen showed up to see the excitement.

The coachman had already found a chance to leave in advance, and the uncle and Ding Li vigilantly went to the courtyard by themselves, holding up the arrows.

Acquaintances thought that the three of them had failed in their mission and returned injured, and they wanted to joke with the uncle, and then everyone found that the uncle's expression was unusually grim.

Affected by the uncle's expression, the lobby gradually quieted down, especially when he saw that the direction of the uncle was not the injury treatment room, but the interrogation room, and no one spoke.

The uncle made two simple gestures, and immediately a few people dispersed, and the arraignment, the utensils, the files, and the medical team also came, and the efficiency of the twelve doors of the punishment was reflected.

When he arrived at the door of the interrogation room and confirmed that there was no one inside, the uncle turned around, gave his right thumb up to the crowd, put it against his neck, and made a throat-cutting motion.

There was an uproar in the crowd, and this gesture was a special signal in the door, which meant special alert.

The internal guards of the twelve doors quickly took action, controlled the scene according to the regulations, cleared the idle people, and made the interrogation room area a special protection.

All department heads and envoys of sufficient levels on duty need to rush to the news when they receive the news.

The uncle looked at the busy and silent people waiting, sighed lightly, turned around and put the arrow trap into the room.

He didn't dare to guarantee that there were no people from the second prince in the crowd, so he asked Ding Li to guard the door, and all the officials on duty were forbidden to enter until all the officials on duty were present.

He knew that from today, this law enforcement agency, which had been idle for decades, would be re-embroiled in a turmoil that did not know what to do.

Originally, his first thought was to send the arrow capture to the secret guard liaison office, but Zhang Er's people and Ding Li were involved, and the city patrol guard was not easy to deal with, so the uncle could only bring it back to the door.

As for No. 9 Tianhe Road, it is impossible to have a living mouth, and if you can't escape, you can only die.

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Ding Li stood at the door, silently looking at his colleagues who were watching from afar, and this time he became the focus of attention.

When his strength is not strong, he is exposed to the attention of many strangers, this kind of style is not very in line with his character, but now he is not in a hurry to change his appearance, Ding Li can only reluctantly put on a smile to make himself look kind.

The first few people to arrive were a fair-skinned fat man who led the team, and his three subordinates.

The three subordinates came to the warning area, knowing that their level was not enough, and took the initiative to stop in the outer circle.

And the fat man has a higher level, and he doesn't stop, and rushes straight to the room.

This fat man is the head of the intelligence team of the Criminal Department, the fat man who received the uncle's mission report last time in Bailinguan, and his title in the ministry is Ball.

The task of Bailin Pass, his secret master, the Imperial History of the Zuodu of the Imperial Palace, attached great importance to it, and ordered him to rush over with thousands of miles of work, but it turned out to be that he came back with a rotten thin corpse, and the task report submitted by the uncle was obviously perfunctory, so the ball had accumulated a belly of fire and nowhere to go.

When he returned to the door, he was scolded by his boss again, and he was even more depressed.

He blamed it all on his uncle.

He was promoted a few years earlier than his uncle, because of the secret maintenance of the imperial history, he was in the door all the way, and even the waiter of the criminal department had to be a little thin, but after the uncle was promoted and transferred to the criminal arrest headquarters, he began to be restrained everywhere.

Due to the different factions to which the two belong, these contradictions must be irreconcilable, so this time he rushed to the news immediately, and he felt that his opportunity had come, an opportunity to trample the uncle under his feet.

Because the special alert is already the highest level of alarm in this sect, the case involved must be the highest-level important case in Qingguo, and all the personnel involved in the case will be a capital offense if they have the slightest mishandling.

He thinks that no matter how well the uncle handles it, he has a way to make it a mistake.

So when he rushed into the room, he obviously saw Ding Li standing at the door, but when there was no such person in his eyes, he was lucky enough to break through.

He is already a master of the six grades, and he thinks that this kind of strength is enough to crush the new intern in front of him, and this little handyman should not have the courage to stop him.

It's a pity that Ding Li didn't know him through the twelve doors he just entered.

Even if they met, Ding Li only listened to his uncle's arrangement.

So Ding Li sighed, picked up Zhenli, and then reached out to block the ball from entering.

Rollerball looked at the little handyman in surprise, and immediately became angry, ignoring Ding Li's outstretched palm, carrying sixty percent of his true power, and slamming his palm towards Ding Li's slightly reluctant smile.

The anger with the ball in his palm roared, vowing to slap Ding Li's head and face with one palm.