The fire demon supported her and asked urgently: "Is everything okay?"
Yue'er forgot that she was still having a cold war with him, and said in shock: "What kind of power is this? Jing'er, your dragon staff is probably sealed."
The dragon staff is a Pangu thing. Who could have such great energy to seal the dragon staff? Jing'er shook her head, "It's impossible. Since ancient times, the dragon staff of the Long family has not had any power to seal it."
"But now you can't summon the dragon staff, and the dragon staff can't disappear for no reason. The only possibility is that it is sealed. I am the master of the Moon Palace. I don't need to tell you how powerful my magic power is. I don't need to tell you that you know the blow just now.
, almost made my blood flow backwards." Yue'er's face was still pale, she had never seen such a powerful force in her life.
Jing'er was also a little shocked. She silently recited a spell in her heart, reached out and called for the dragon staff. However, this time the dragon staff appeared. She couldn't help but be surprised, "What's going on? I called for the dragon staff several times tonight, but nothing happened."
Appear."
Yang Ruhai sat on the sofa, staring at the dragon staff quietly, constantly flipping through the ancient books he had read in his mind, but he could not explain this strange phenomenon.
"In the past, when the dragon staff was in Xing'er's hands, it was lent out. She herself suffered a car accident and traveled to the Great Yan Dynasty because of lending the dragon staff. Could all this be related to Xing'er's previous loan of the dragon staff?"
Yang Ruhai remembered this incident.
Jing'er shook her head, feeling confused, "I don't know, even if the dragon staff is borrowed, it can only be used to cure diseases and exorcise evil spirits. No one except the people of the Long family can call upon the powerful power of the dragon staff."
"This matter is too weird. We need to investigate it carefully." Yang Ruhai pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, let me ask who Xing'er lent the dragon staff to in the first place and who made Xing'er trust him so much in lending the dragon staff.
, and why did this person borrow the dragon staff?"
"I also want to think carefully about what went wrong during these peaceful days." Jing'er sighed.
Yang Ruhai asked: "Didn't I say that the Soul-Calling Bell was dropped a while ago? Is it related to the Soul-Calling Bell?"
Before Jing'er could answer, Yue'er replied, "It's impossible. The soul-calling bell can only summon wandering ghosts. It can't shake even a sacred object like the dragon staff."
The Fire Demon was not an expert on these things, so he only listened to them with wide eyes. However, when they talked about wandering ghosts, the Fire Demon said, "Then the God of Death can command hundreds of ghosts? He is more effective than the soul-calling bell.
"
The three of them looked at each other and suddenly felt something bad in their hearts.
The God of Death, the God of Mold, and the God of Wealth all forgot their past lives and seemed to have had their souls sucked away. In addition, the soul-calling bell disappeared, the dragon staff failed from time to time, and Liu Jiamu was cursed and jumped off the building for no reason. All of this seemed to be aimed at the dragon.
People from home come here.
The discussion was fruitless, so everyone went back. Yang Ruhai was responsible for asking Xing'er who lent the dragon stick to back then.
I thought this matter would get bigger and bigger, but two days later, Wei Keliang called Jing'er and said that the case had been handed over to the crime team for investigation, so that they didn't have to worry.
Jing'er felt strange. Didn't Li Zhewen say to give Master Ou three days to investigate the matter? Why was the case handed over to the crime team after two days?
Just when Jing'er was puzzled, Li Zhewen called Jing'er and asked her to go out and meet alone.
Jing'er made an appointment with Li Zhewen at a coffee shop, and Li Zhewen handed her a document. Jing'er opened the document suspiciously, and it turned out to be a letter of appointment.
"You want me to be the leader of the crime team?" Jing'er was dumbfounded.
"Yes, there used to be a crime team within the police, but the original crime team has been disbanded. I found two members of the original crime team, and then transferred two people from other departments to help you, Jing'er,
I'm in danger and I hope you won't refuse." Li Zhewen said solemnly.
Jing'er put down the engagement letter and sighed, "You know, I don't like working for the royal family!"
"No matter what the conditions are, our Ministry of Public Security's fiscal budget for this year originally did not have an expenditure for the crime team. However, now the Provincial Public Security Department has personally ordered that an allocation be added specifically for the crime team. You
The team members do not have to abide by the police code. You can have your own way of doing things, as long as you can solve these cases." Li Zhewen threw a stack of documents from his handbag, and Jing'er opened it and looked at them all.
These are all recent cases, and the way the deceased died is very strange.
"Then my previous murder suspicion..."
"You don't have to worry about this. Master Ou doesn't dare to stare at you anymore. He's lying in the hospital now and he's afraid he won't be able to come out for a while." Li Zhewen said calmly.
Jing'er was stunned, "What happened?"
"You can ask him. After all, I don't believe some of what he said, but you may be able to find some interesting and weird things in it."
"Weird and interesting? This sounds pretty good." Jing'er put the file aside and said, "I can promise you, but I only have one condition."
"What conditions?" Li Zhewen asked.
"I want Lin Lefeng, Qian Feifan, and Bao Ziang to join the crime team with me. As for the two team members you said were transferred from other departments, that's not necessary. I only need these five people," Jing'er said.
She wanted the three of them to join the crime team because she felt that the three of them had lost the memory of their previous lives together, and everything seemed to be directed at the three of them. It was better to face it positively than to avoid it.
"I promise you, but you have to ensure their safety." Li Zhewen agreed immediately and breathed a sigh of relief on the spot.
"Then, when will I go to work?" Jing'er asked.
"Now, right away!" Li Zhewen said.
"Now?"
"That's right, now follow me to the provincial department to meet the director." Li Zhewen asked the waiter to pay the bill. "The director asked me to find someone, but he said he must have met this person."
"Can we not write these false articles?" Jing'er helplessly spread her hands.
Li Zhewen also helplessly spread his hands, "I really can't make the decision on this. If the director wants to see you, he probably has his own intentions."
"Okay, I'll go with you!" Since Jing'er had agreed, she had no choice but to do the entertainment with the leader.
Jing'er got in the car and Li Zhewen called the director. After hanging up, Li Zhewen said: "The director asked you to go to his home!"
"Ah?" Jing'er was stunned, "Didn't you say you were going to the provincial department? Why did you go to his house? He couldn't be a pervert, right?"
"Don't be joking, he is an upright person." Li Zhewen rarely praises others, but he is very respectful to this superior leader.
Jing'er stopped talking and put her hands behind her head, thinking about what happened in the past few days.
"Does the director live in the village?" Jing'er asked in surprise when she saw Li Zhewen driving the car onto the small road and entering Shiji Village.
"This is the director's hometown. Of course he doesn't live here, but he asked me to take you here." Li Zhewen explained.
When Jing'er entered the village, she immediately understood the director's intention in letting her come here.