"Elder Fu, under the order of Minister Cai Elder, bring Yuanshi Tianzun back to Beijing for questioning. This is the detention document from the headquarters."

"Bring it to the capital?" Fu Qingyang frowned, and glanced at the certificate, which said the position and the ID of the spiritual realm.

He took the folder and read it carefully, "I see."

He returned the document to the other party, looked at Zhang Yuanqing, and said:

"Cooperate with the headquarters investigation."

"Yes!" Zhang Yuanqing was meek and respectful, looking at the middle-aged man, "Do you need to wear handcuffs?"

The middle-aged man looked at the thunderous Yuanshi Tianzun, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. According to rumors, this proud son of heaven was rebellious, killing colleagues with no regard for discipline, and fighting against the headquarters with no regard for organization.

He did this in the dungeon, the middle-aged man was not surprised at all, he thought that Yuanshi Tianzun would put on a rebellious posture and refuse to cooperate when he and others came over.

Unexpectedly surprisingly docile.

"You don't need the handcuffs, but Elder Cai told you to check your residence carefully." The middle-aged man smiled slightly.

"It's next door." Zhang Yuanqing said without changing his expression.

Fu Qingyang looked at the bunny girl, "Take them there."

The two young men left with the bunny girl.

Fu Qingyang watched the three of them walk out of the study. He looked at the middle-aged man and said:

"Elder Cai asked you to come here as a saint, is he looking forward to Yuanshi Tianzun's disobedience?"

The middle-aged man smiled and responded impeccably: "Who knows, I just obey the orders of my superiors."

Half an hour later, the two youths returned to the study and shook their heads at their superiors.

The middle-aged man immediately said:

"Elder Fu, don't bother, Yuanshi Tianzun, come with us."

Zhang Yuanqing looked at Fu Qingyang, who said indifferently: "Remember what I said."

Cooperate with the investigation and not let the headquarters feel that I am rebellious Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath and said with a smile:

"I hope the interrogation room at the headquarters doesn't have the ten torture methods."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yuanqing arrived in the capital by private plane.

As soon as he got off the plane, he was directly taken into a special car and sent to the office building of the investigation department.

In the interrogation room, Zhang Yuanqing was sitting on an interrogation chair, with white lights and surveillance cameras overhead, and the long table in front of him was empty.

The interrogation room is not big, only him.

While waiting in silence, the door of the interrogation room "clicked" open, and an old man wrapped in a black robe walked in, followed by an assistant holding a tray.

The black-robed old man had a beardless face, gray hair, wrinkles around his eyes and forehead, and a cold expression.

He opened the bench and sat down, and the assistant respectfully placed the tray on the table.

The old man in black robe uncovered the red silk cloth, held the tiger charm, looked at Zhang Yuanqing who was sitting on the interrogation chair, and said in a cold voice: JrNovels.com