Looking at the documents on the table, Zhang Qingfeng was a little surprised. Is there such a department?
Never heard of it.
Zhang Qingfeng frowned slightly. Before Lao Cha and Hong Feng in the group died, people from the so-called special department appeared.
Coincidence? Or...
The middle-aged man named Hu Lisheng put away the documents on the table. After looking around the dormitory with sharp eyes, he lit a cigarette, casually pulled out a wooden chair and sat down, and started smoking to himself.
At this time, the girl behind him took out a black sealed folder that he carried with him.
Inside the folder are sheets of information.
After flipping through them one by one, the girl pulled out one of the pictures, glanced at the photos on the information sheet, and faced Zhang Qingfeng in front of her.
Then he said: "Hello, we are here to understand some basic information."
After speaking, the girl took out a black instrument from the side. This instrument was somewhat similar to a handheld electronic thermometer.
The girl put the instrument on Zhang Qingfeng's forehead, and soon the instrument made a beeping sound.
The electronic instrument displayed a number, 308.
After seeing this number, the girl frowned slightly, and then quickly put down the instrument.
Hu Lisheng, who was sitting in the back and smoking casually, almost choked on the cigarette and coughed twice.
After the two of them looked at each other, with a bit of shock in their eyes, Hu Lisheng whispered: "Is it broken?"
After saying that, he stood up, flicked the cigarette ashes between his fingers, walked up to Zhang Qingfeng, and asked: "Two years ago, when the meteor shower started that night, you could see some strange things, right?"
"Yes." Although Zhang Qingfeng maintained a certain degree of vigilance towards these two people, he also tried his best to cooperate with them.
"Can you drive the energy in your body?" Hu Lisheng asked.
Zhang Qingfeng shrank slightly, although he had mentioned to many people the fact that he could see strange things.
But he could feel a flow of air in his body, and it was only Chu Kuangge who gave him the Taoist scriptures.
Others should not know.
"Just answer yes or no."
Zhang Qingfeng slowly shook his head: "No."
Afterwards, the two of them asked Zhang Qingfeng some questions about when, where and what strange things he had seen.
"Thank you for your cooperation. If you have anything, you can contact me at any time." Hu Lisheng threw the cigarette butt aside, took out a business card and put it on the table, and the two of them turned and left.
Looking at their backs, I couldn't help but guess their identities.
Strange investigation team?
Official organization?
Specially responsible for these strange events?
But in this case, Lao Cha and Hong Feng died soon after seeing them?
The most critical question is.
They found themselves today.
Will I be like Lao Cha and Hong Feng...
Zhang Qingfeng quickly opened his laptop, logged into QQ, and sent a message to Chu Kuangge: "Are you there?"
He didn't know who to talk to about this kind of thing.
But this time, Chu Kuangge didn’t reply for a long time.
"Huh." Zhang Qingfeng breathed out, then opened the webpage, trying to search for information about this strange investigation team.
After searching these words on the web.
The results showed: "The search results may involve incompatible with relevant laws and regulations and will not be displayed."
Gan!
Since Chu Kuangge is not here, why don’t you ask other people’s opinions in the group?
Zhang Qingfeng asked in the mental self-help group: "Members, I have a question. I have a friend who seems to have been approached by two people from the special department today."
As soon as the news came out, many people in the large group of hundreds of people immediately sent out messages.
[Nanshan Taoist]: "What unlucky guy is Gill? Didn't Lao Cha just die when those two people came to his door? He hasn't cooled down yet."
[I am not mentally ill]: "Then your friend Barbie has been detained. You should stay away from him recently to avoid being implicated."
[You Ai Xi my wet nurse]: "When will the banquet start?"
Looking at the heated discussion in the group, Zhang Qingfeng didn't know what to say for a while.
At this time, the topic in the group has evolved from how this person will die to whether to sit at the children's table or the adults' table when the banquet begins.
At this moment, Chu Kuangge’s profile picture lit up: “Here you are, what’s wrong?”
Zhang Qingfeng quickly recounted what happened today when he was approached by people from the two special departments.
After a while, Chu Kuangge replied: "They didn't say anything else?"
"Well, that's all I said."
Chu Kuangge pondered for a moment and said: "We are still not sure that the deaths of Lao Cha and Hong Feng are related to this special department. Maybe it was an accident."
Afterwards, Chu Kuangge said: "By the way, I mailed something to you. It should arrive soon and it should be useful to you."
"When the time comes, try injecting the Qi in your body into those things."
Zhang Qingfeng suddenly felt a little strange. He had a vague feeling that Chu Kuangge seemed to know something, but he didn't say it out loud.
"Okay, I have something else to do, so let's not talk about it for now." After Chu Kuangge finished saying this, his QQ profile picture went dark.
Just at this time, Zhang Qingfeng's cell phone also rang. It was a call from the courier boy, saying that a courier had arrived.
He quickly got up and went to pick up the express delivery. He was a little curious about what Chu Kuangge sent him.
…
I took the quickie and returned to the dormitory. I looked at the opened items in front of me. They turned out to be two yellow talismans and a fragment of yellow cloth?
This is?
There were extremely bitter and strange words written on this talisman, and Zhang Qingfeng naturally did not recognize it.
Soon, he focused on this piece of cloth.
He touched the piece of cloth. It was the size of a palm, and the material was very good, delicate and silky.
He touched it and was wondering what effect it had. Suddenly, the piece of cloth instantly turned into a golden light and penetrated into his chest.
Zhang Qingfeng was startled and quickly touched his chest and rubbed his eyes.
What?
illusion?
impossible.
But how to explain the golden light just now?
He obviously saw it clearly.
He quickly turned on his computer and sent a message to Chu Kuangge, asking what happened to the fragment of cloth.
Unexpectedly, Chu Kuangge said: "???"
"I only sent you two talismans, nothing else."
Zhang Qingfeng: "Really, the cloth turned into a golden light and swished into my body."
Chu Kuangge: "I remember very clearly what I put in with my own hands."
For a moment, Zhang Qingfeng fell into deep thought.
Will it?
Do you really have mental problems?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Chu Kuangge: "Maybe those two people came to your door today and made you too nervous. I'll send you something to look at to ease your mood."
"Sister-in-law's XXX"
"The Stepmother of Oroth"
Soon, several documents were sent over.
Zhang Qingfeng was in a dull mood and had no intention of thinking about these things, but out of curiosity, he couldn't help but click on the download.