After walking out of the dilapidated mountain temple, looking around, I saw a small mountain village not far away.
"It's really not easy for Lin Ting to get into that school from this small mountain village!
And he is a professional art!"
Ma Xiaoling went into the small mountain village in Wangcheng from afar, and finally couldn't help but sigh.
However, Wan Qi, who was standing next to her, kept smoking silently, looking at the village without blinking.
"Team leader, what are you looking at? Why do you have such an expression?"
When he found that Wan Qi ignored her, Ma Xiaoling turned her head and saw Wan Qi's expression in the village, as if something was wrong.
"There is something wrong with that village! You have brought all the things that Ma Xiaoling can save her life!"
After Wan Qi took a deep breath of the cigarette in his hand, he looked at Ma Xiaoling and asked seriously.
"There is something wrong with that village? I didn't see it! What's the problem?"
After hearing Wan Qi's words, Ma Xiaoling looked at the village again and shook her head in a daze.
"It's hard to say, let's go! We'll enter the village, and you'll probably know if you ask!"
Wan Qi threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, and after stomping, he walked towards the village with great strides.
Ma Xiaoling followed closely behind him, but when he just entered the village, he felt a chill appear on his back.
I don’t know where the cold rain came from, but it made Ma Xiaoling start to spine and shudder up to her head.
This feeling made Ma Xiaolin know at the first time that Wan Qi was right, and this village must not be as simple as it seems.
Walking on the road in the village, the whole village seems quiet, making people feel a little desolate.
Logically speaking, ordinary villages will have some local dogs guarding the house.
However, in this circle, no trace of raising dogs was found in any company.
Even wild cats and dogs, Wan Qi and Ma Xiaoling have never seen them along the way.
"Team leader, this village is not already deserted, right?"
Following Wan Qi's side, Ma Xiaoling asked carefully and softly.
"No, I can clearly feel that there are still people living here, but there are not many people living there!"
Wan Qi held a cigarette in his mouth, looked around and said.
For Ma Xiaoling, Wan Qi is a magical person, except for his unpredictable age and strength.
Normal old smoke guns will have a nicotine smell that makes people feel unpleasant.
However, this did not occur on Wan Qi. Even though he was holding a cigarette in his mouth at this time, Ma Xiaoling was still standing beside him, and she didn't smell a trace of cigarette.
When the two walked to a small house with the village committee sign, they finally saw a villager.
It was an old farmer who looked almost in his sixties, walking out of the hut.
After seeing Wan Qi and Ma Xiaoling, the villager just glanced indifferently, turned around and left directly.
It did not appear. In other villages, when they saw strangers coming, they would come forward to interrogate them with vigilance.
"Team leader, it seems strange here! Do you want to follow that villager to take a look?"
Seeing the villagers walking away, Ma Xiaoling asked Wan Qi in a low voice and quietly pointed to the direction where the villagers left.
"No! You don't even look at where we are now. If you want to know what's going on, just go in and ask!"
Wan Qi glanced at Ma Xiaoling and pointed to the sign of the village committee beside him with a cigarette butt.
He pushed open the door of the village committee, and at a desk, two staff members looked over.
"Is there anything wrong with you guys?"
One of the middle-aged men, who were dark-skinned and in their forties or fifties, put down the big tea jar in their hands, and asked with a smile on their face.
"Hello! We are from the Special Incident Investigation Bureau. We came here this time to investigate some things. Is your village chief here?"
Wan Qi smiled and said to the middle-aged man. After that, he took out a red work permit and placed it in front of the middle-aged man.
Looking at the golden badge on the red book, the middle-aged man was obviously stunned.
Then, the expression on his face began to become a little complicated.
"I am the current village chief of this village! My name is Lin Fugui, two comrades, have something to do, let's talk about it inside!
Erkui locked the door! If someone comes to me, just say I have something to do!"
After a while, Lin Fugui, who claimed to be the village chief, gave instructions to the man opposite him, and took Wanqi and Ma Xiaoling to the room inside.
The room was not big and looked extremely simple, just a very ordinary office area.
"Which department, two comrades, are you from? Special Affairs Investigation Bureau, I have never heard of this department!"
After walking into the small office, Lin Fugui arranged for Wan Qi and Ma Xiaoling to sit down, and then he asked.
"This, Village Chief Lin, you can understand it as a special department or a relevant department!
I think you should understand what I mean, and what we are investigating and dealing with cannot be known to ordinary people!”
After Wan Qi handed Lin Fugui a cigarette, he raised his eyebrows and said mysteriously.
Looking at Wan Qi's expression and words, he thought about the badge on the document.
Lin Fugui's fingers holding cigarettes trembled involuntarily.
"Ah! So there is really such a department! I always thought it was just a legend!
I wonder what I should call you two comrades?”
Lin Fugui took out a lighter to help Wan Qi turn the fire on, and asked carefully.
"Captain Lin, just call me Wan Qi! This person is Ma Xiaoling, who is an intern in our bureau, and now he is my exclusive follower!"
Wan Qi took a sip of the cigarette in his hand and introduced to Lin Fugui with a smile.
Without caring about Ma Xiaoling's look of killing behind her.
"So Comrade Wan Qi, is there anything wrong with you when you come to our village?"
After hearing Wan Qi's introduction, Lin Fugui swallowed and asked with a somewhat ugly face.
"I originally came to your village to investigate Lin Ting's affairs.
But now another new problem has emerged. Village Chief Lin tells me, let’s talk about the things in your village!”
Looking at the expression on Lin Fugui's face, Wan Qin casually smoked the cigarette in her hand and said casually.
However, Wan Qi's words instantly made the blood on Lin Fugui's face fade away.
His old face, which originally looked dark and somewhat rough, turned pale.
"Comrade Wan...Comrade Wan Qi, you...you know everything!"