Chapter: 2682
Ten minutes later, he left the dormitory with the three beauties in make-up and headed for the Public Security Department building.
He planned to start encircling the stronghold of the Psychic Society in the memory fragments of the two psychics today, and investigate the whereabouts of Hades.
These things can actually be done independently, which is more secretive and safer.
But if you bring the official members of the Nanming branch, they will get a lot of merit from the action. Merit is the bonus, and it is the best channel to improve the treatment.
Enter the Public Security Department building and arrive at the floor of the Nanming branch.
A female employee was holding documents and hurried through the office area. When she saw Zhang Yuanqing coming in, she immediately stopped, tensed her body, and greeted him cautiously and respectfully:
"Sanqing Taoist Deacon!"
Tsk, this name sounds so good. Zhang Yuanqing suddenly regretted it, but he couldn't take back the water splashed out of the name he took out, so he could only nod with a sullen expression.
As soon as he approached the office area, he saw the drug chaser leading Liang Shanshui, Wang Xiaoer, Xue Hai Wuya and others out.
The drug chaser nodded slightly at him, his expression was as stern as ever, and there was nothing unusual about it.
Zhang Yuanqing saw that their faces were gloomy and dignified, and asked, "Are you going to hold a mourning party today?"
The drug chaser shook his head slightly, "The memorial service is not today, but the families of the brothers who died are here."
The Nanming branch sacrificed four spiritual realm walkers, and the family members rushed over immediately after receiving the notice this morning.
Zhang Yuanqing followed everyone from the branch to the morgue, and heard crying from a distance, some adults' heart-piercing, some children's sharp cries, and some old people's choked-up groans.
The spacious morgue was filled with people, all family members of the four victims.
Some of them are the fathers of children, some are the only sons of their parents, and some are the husbands of their wives.
When they were alive, no one cared about them, but when they died, the four families were doomed to be torn apart.
After condolences to the family members, the drug chaser came to the corridor, lit a cigarette, and said:
"The branch will be very busy these days, and may not have time to help you. You can find him."
Zhang Yuanqing didn't speak, just looked at the morgue that was crying endlessly.
The drug chaser smiled wryly, "In Songhai, killing four official practitioners at once should be considered a major event."
"It's a big event!" Zhang Yuanqing corrected.
"But in our country, it's very common!" The follower spit out a long puff of smoke, "Small-scale actions kill security officers, large-scale actions kill official practitioners, as long as there is a conflict, people will definitely die. Less money is earned, and the death rate is high. Gao, anyone who is promising is not willing to stay here."
"The headquarters should send more experts over here." Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice.
The drug chaser glanced at him, "You don't sound like a veteran who has been through for ten years. Spiritual walkers are different from ordinary security officers and the army. People like us have their heads tied to their belts. You are already dead in the dungeon at any time. To put it bluntly, it is a group of desperadoes. Who dares to persecute the desperadoes too much, not even the headquarters. How do you live? If you are strong, would you like to."
"Forcibly hold law-abiding walkers at the border, and in the end they will either degenerate or defect." The drug chaser handed over a cigarette and said, "This is why the border is short of manpower. Those who are willing to stay either have faith or They are from Bagui Province, and they all want to change their hometown, but chaos and dilapidation are the characteristics of the border, and it has been like this since ancient times, and it cannot be changed."
Don't feel sorry for me, I won't tell you about you. Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand, rejected the other party's cigarette, and said:
"The psionic society is to control the evil forces to sell drugs, kidnap people and other means to make profits. They dare not do things directly, so the crux should be those well-trained evil forces. They are ordinary people. As long as they find a stronghold and kill them all, Psionics will stop for a long time, won't they?"
The poison chaser sighed: "First of all, those strongholds are hard to find. Second, each stronghold has a large number of shamans and Gu masters, and a strong attack is death."
Master Liang Shanshui who came out of the morgue also sighed: JrNovels.com
He planned to start encircling the stronghold of the Psychic Society in the memory fragments of the two psychics today, and investigate the whereabouts of Hades.
These things can actually be done independently, which is more secretive and safer.
But if you bring the official members of the Nanming branch, they will get a lot of merit from the action. Merit is the bonus, and it is the best channel to improve the treatment.
Enter the Public Security Department building and arrive at the floor of the Nanming branch.
A female employee was holding documents and hurried through the office area. When she saw Zhang Yuanqing coming in, she immediately stopped, tensed her body, and greeted him cautiously and respectfully:
"Sanqing Taoist Deacon!"
Tsk, this name sounds so good. Zhang Yuanqing suddenly regretted it, but he couldn't take back the water splashed out of the name he took out, so he could only nod with a sullen expression.
As soon as he approached the office area, he saw the drug chaser leading Liang Shanshui, Wang Xiaoer, Xue Hai Wuya and others out.
The drug chaser nodded slightly at him, his expression was as stern as ever, and there was nothing unusual about it.
Zhang Yuanqing saw that their faces were gloomy and dignified, and asked, "Are you going to hold a mourning party today?"
The drug chaser shook his head slightly, "The memorial service is not today, but the families of the brothers who died are here."
The Nanming branch sacrificed four spiritual realm walkers, and the family members rushed over immediately after receiving the notice this morning.
Zhang Yuanqing followed everyone from the branch to the morgue, and heard crying from a distance, some adults' heart-piercing, some children's sharp cries, and some old people's choked-up groans.
The spacious morgue was filled with people, all family members of the four victims.
Some of them are the fathers of children, some are the only sons of their parents, and some are the husbands of their wives.
When they were alive, no one cared about them, but when they died, the four families were doomed to be torn apart.
After condolences to the family members, the drug chaser came to the corridor, lit a cigarette, and said:
"The branch will be very busy these days, and may not have time to help you. You can find him."
Zhang Yuanqing didn't speak, just looked at the morgue that was crying endlessly.
The drug chaser smiled wryly, "In Songhai, killing four official practitioners at once should be considered a major event."
"It's a big event!" Zhang Yuanqing corrected.
"But in our country, it's very common!" The follower spit out a long puff of smoke, "Small-scale actions kill security officers, large-scale actions kill official practitioners, as long as there is a conflict, people will definitely die. Less money is earned, and the death rate is high. Gao, anyone who is promising is not willing to stay here."
"The headquarters should send more experts over here." Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice.
The drug chaser glanced at him, "You don't sound like a veteran who has been through for ten years. Spiritual walkers are different from ordinary security officers and the army. People like us have their heads tied to their belts. You are already dead in the dungeon at any time. To put it bluntly, it is a group of desperadoes. Who dares to persecute the desperadoes too much, not even the headquarters. How do you live? If you are strong, would you like to."
"Forcibly hold law-abiding walkers at the border, and in the end they will either degenerate or defect." The drug chaser handed over a cigarette and said, "This is why the border is short of manpower. Those who are willing to stay either have faith or They are from Bagui Province, and they all want to change their hometown, but chaos and dilapidation are the characteristics of the border, and it has been like this since ancient times, and it cannot be changed."
Don't feel sorry for me, I won't tell you about you. Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand, rejected the other party's cigarette, and said:
"The psionic society is to control the evil forces to sell drugs, kidnap people and other means to make profits. They dare not do things directly, so the crux should be those well-trained evil forces. They are ordinary people. As long as they find a stronghold and kill them all, Psionics will stop for a long time, won't they?"
The poison chaser sighed: "First of all, those strongholds are hard to find. Second, each stronghold has a large number of shamans and Gu masters, and a strong attack is death."
Master Liang Shanshui who came out of the morgue also sighed: JrNovels.com
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