"It seems that someone in the family has passed away. He wants to go back and take care of things."
"Then you can't just leave." Zhu Changyou became even more angry: "Who allowed him to ask for leave? Did I approve his request for leave?"
"Director Xu asked for leave from the County Public Security Bureau." The policeman who answered the phone carefully reminded: "Chief Zhu, we are not under your leadership. There is no need to ask for leave from you..."
"You're right. I almost forgot..." Zhu Changyou was furious. But he didn't express his anger. Instead, he laughed: "Don't you feel that I, Zhu Changyou, am dying? What are you planning to do now?" Find another boat."
"I'm sorry, Mayor Zhu. I don't understand what you mean." The policeman's attitude at this time was more respectful than ever: "If you have anything to do, you should wait until our director comes back."
Zhu Changyou originally wanted to scold him, but he felt that he couldn't afford to talk too much to an ordinary policeman, so he just put down the phone.
"Don't think that I, Zhu Changyou, only have this little bit of pus. Even without the Lin Lan Gang, Lin Lan Town still belongs to me, Zhu Changyou..." Zhu Changyou said to himself. He picked up the phone and dialed the number. Just when he pressed a key, the office door opened quietly.
Zhu Changyou felt a gust of cold wind blowing in. He shivered involuntarily. He raised his head and looked towards the door. He happened to see a person slowly walking into the office.
This man looks about fifty years old. His actual age may be younger. He has a wrinkled face and long, messy hair. He looks a little tired. His eyes are bright and lively, and his lips are often pursed. A few times. It seemed like he was chanting something.
"Who are you?" Zhu Changyou put down the phone and looked at the person with vigilance: "How did you get in?"
"You have a door, so I came in." The visitor sat down opposite Zhu Changyou generously. He blinked and asked seriously: "Isn't the door for walking?"
"But not everyone can walk through my door." Zhu Changyou waved his hand impatiently, as if to ward off flies: "Get out of here right away."
"As the mayor, you shouldn't talk like that."
"Then what should I say?" Zhu Changyou snorted: "If you want to respond to a problem, go to the relevant department. I don't have time to receive you."
The visitor was startled for a moment. Then he scratched his head and asked, "Did you mistake me for a petitioner?"
Zhu Changyou really regarded the other party as a petitioner. He raised his voice and shouted: "Where is the guard? Where the hell are they dead? How did they let the petitioner in?"
There was a time when people often broke into this office. They were all visitors who tried their best to sneak in. As soon as they entered the door, they would either fall to their knees with a "pop" or make a loud noise. In short, there were I have various grievances and want the mayor to help resolve them.
The biggest official these visitors can see is Zhu Changyou. They always feel that these high-ranking officials should care about their life and death. The people below are doing whatever is wrong. As long as they can find the Yamen, they will definitely meet Qingtian Da. master.
But they were wrong. Even if the high officials knew about their affairs, they would not care. Zhu Changyou's usual methods of dealing with these people include soft and hard methods. The soft method is to trick them out with soft words, and the hard method is to use random sticks. Fight out.
Later, Zhu Changyou strengthened his security work and it was difficult for visitors to sneak in. However, Zhu Changyou was still used to this kind of thing and would not make a fuss. Moreover, in recent days, all the people below have been sent out to investigate. Who are the people causing trouble in Linlan Town? Zhu Changyou estimated that the guard might have been lax for a while and let this person in.
"Stop shouting." The visitor waved his hand and said with disdain: "You only have two doormen here. One is tall and one is fat. I have seen them all. In order to see you, I let them sleep for a while."
"What did you say?" Zhu Changyou suddenly shuddered when he heard this. When he first saw the person in front of him, he felt a little crazy. But at this moment, for some reason, he suddenly realized that this person had something An indescribable deterrent.
"I mean, I want to talk to you about something..." The person spread his hands and then said, "It's not convenient for others to know."
"What do you want to talk about."
"It's about getting rich..." The visitor had a mischievous look on his face. He slowly extended his hand to Zhu Changyou and said, "I, Jingshen Bing."
"What. Mental illness." Zhu Changyou was stunned by the name. But he still shook hands with the other party. However, when the other party held his hand, Zhu Changyou suddenly felt an unspeakable severe pain. It starts from the fingers and spreads quickly throughout the body.
This severe pain was accompanied by a strong burning sensation, and the temperature was getting higher and higher. Zhu Changyou subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back, but he didn't have any strength. At this time, when he looked at the other party, he still had that smile, looking like a human and an animal. Harmless look.
But this smile fell in Zhu Changyou's eyes. It was extremely ferocious. It was like urging him to die. Zhu Changyou screamed in pain. Then he found that his wrist began to burn. His whole body was quickly enveloped in flames. .The skin cracked open like dry land. But no blood flowed out. The blood and flesh turned into gray-white ashes.
Under the unbearable heat and pain, Zhu Changyou found that the visitor was intact. He was not harmed by the flames at all. To be precise, the flames seemed to come from his body. What was even stranger was that in the office All other items, including the documents piled on the desk, were not burned by the flames.
Did Zhu Chang have a chance to figure out what was going on? He didn't even have time to say a word before he lost consciousness. The last thing he saw in this world was a crystal worth more than 100,000 yuan hanging from the ceiling of his office. chandelier.
In fact, it only took a few seconds from the moment the two people shook hands to the end. At this time, Zhu Changyou's body turned gray-white. He still maintained the shape of a human being, but all the materials that made up his body had been burned. ash.
"Boss..." Xu Cheng stood behind and said dejectedly: "The scene has been cleaned. Gu Yu's body is temporarily secured in the suburbs..."
"We must find a way to send him and Leng Yu back to Minghai together and buy the best cemetery for burial." Ling Cangyin waved his hands feebly. Ling Cangyin said with a sullen face: "Chen Mo, we have added another sum to our account. "
Wang Litian gritted his teeth loudly. After a moment, he said bitterly: "We will never let him go."
Ling Cang turned around and asked Guo Xiaoyu with great concern: "How are you?"
"It's okay..." Guo Xiaoyu had been lying on the bed. He sat up after hearing Ling Cang's question, but immediately grinned in pain and screamed.
"It's so annoying." Gu Liannu pursed her lips and said disdainfully: "You are a grown man, can you be stronger..."
Guo Xiaoyu glared: "Why am I not strong anymore?"
"You howled all night yesterday. It kept us all awake."
"It's not because of pain. It's..." Guo Xiaoyu said, his eyes filled with tears: "My heartache is that I lost my brother."
"Gu Lian..." Ling Cang looked at Gu Lian and said coldly, "I feel very unhappy. Now is not the time to joke."
Gu Liannu had little contact with the Delta Special Forces Brigade and had no feelings for the latter. To her, Gu Yu's death was no different than the death of a stranger. But seeing Ling Cang's look, she knew that her words were too much. .
"Ling Cang... usually looks carefree. I didn't expect that he is quite scary when he is angry." Gu Liannu sighed in her heart. She walked up to Guo Xiaoyu and stretched out her hand to hold his arm.
"What are you doing?" Guo Xiaoyu wanted to speak. Suddenly, he felt a very comfortable feeling. It quickly spread throughout his body. The wound was no longer so painful.
Bingling also noticed something strange and said in surprise: "So you are a healer."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the wounds on Guo Xiaoyu's body slowly healed and finally disappeared. Not even a scar was left. However, this process was very long and took more than an hour.
Ju Liannu's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. She raised her hand to wipe it and said, "Although the wound is fine, you are not very energetic right now. You still need to rest well."
Guo Xiaoyu was stunned and said: "Thank you... thank you."
Ling Cang has always hoped to have a healer under his command. But he never expected that Gu Liannu would say: "You can actually heal..."
Ju Liannu snorted lightly. She ignored Ling Cang and raised her head to look at the ceiling.
"The healing powers are very limited. The same goes for Gu Liannu..." Seeing that Gu Liannu didn't speak, Gu Beast Girl explained on her behalf: "She can only treat low-level people with powers. If she treats high-level people, she will need to spend money. A large amount of vitality will take a long time. If the level reaches a certain level, it may not only be impossible to cure, but also cost your own life. In addition, healing powers are usually only effective for external injuries and have limited effect on internal injuries. .and cannot treat infectious diseases or detoxify."
"Oh." Ling Cang nodded and said to Gu Liannu: "Anyway, I still have to thank you. I misunderstood you just now."
"Stop talking about this now." Linglan stepped in and asked Ling Cang: "Let's talk about it first. What should we do next?"
"I've already thought about it..." Ling Cang was about to continue speaking when the door to the room was knocked open with a bang. Kudo Feng rushed in anxiously.
"Your ass is on fire." Ling Cang said a little unhappily: "Don't you knock on the door before coming in?"
"Ah." Kudo Feng found that Ling Cang was different from usual. He was stunned for a moment. Then he smiled sheepishly: "We are all our own people. Don't be so polite..."