"How do I know? I've only been here a few days?" Song Yu looked innocent: "I tried to look for the little beggar yesterday, but I couldn't find him. In my opinion, this little beggar probably has a secret.
Otherwise, why would two White Walkers who were lurking well in the crowd take the risk of being exposed to harm him? Do you understand what happens next?"
Chen Li was excited and immediately responded: "I understand, I understand! I will tell you to go down and dig three feet into the ground to find that little beggar."
Song Yu smiled. He felt as if he had asked the Ping An Department to dig the ground for me with just three words.
Chen Li also followed Song Yu's words as a guide, so he turned around and went to the Fu Room to pick someone with outstanding painting skills.
This time, Song Yu was roasted on the fire. The situation was critical at that time. The little beggar was covered in mud again, and his face was so dirty that no facial features could be seen. How many features could he remember? In the end, Fu Shi only made a hasty appearance.
After I got a sketch with some information about my height and other information, I went to the guards to find someone.
Song Yu still remembered: "By the way, where is the person who hit me?"
"This... I'm suspended from work and thinking about my mistakes behind closed doors." Chen Li said hesitantly. The arrangement made by the Security Department was actually to protect that person. But when Song Yu took the initiative to ask, Chen Li could only mourn for that person in his heart.
Fragrant.
"Who is in charge of the work regulations of your Guard? I want to talk to him." Song Yu's public revenge is not so childish for a thug. What he wants to do is to change the unhealthy atmosphere of the Guard's domineering behavior and establish a charter of civilized law enforcement!
"Understood!" Chen Li was eager to get away quickly. As for the friendship between colleagues... I'm sorry, what is that?!
…
When the captain of the guard was stopped by Chen Li, he was about to lead the team on patrol. The tall and thick man was brought back with a confused look on his face. He was also told a lot by the commander that he must sincerely admit his mistakes and do his best to please Song Yu.
Worried that his service was not attentive enough, Chen Li sent someone to buy him an apology as quickly as possible.
"You can rub Mr. Song's shoulders when you go up in a moment." Chen Li led the people inside quickly: "It's time to bow your head, it's time to apologize. If Sir hits you, you will suffer. Anyway, you are thick-skinned, so just
Mr. Song...cough, I guess the beating won’t hurt.”
"Okay, Mr. Chen, don't worry, I understand." The captain of the guard didn't take it seriously. It's not like he has never seen Mr. Song with thin arms and legs. As long as he doesn't order him to be dragged out and beaten, he can beat him as he pleases.
It doesn't matter, it won't hurt anyway.
In order to make Song Yu's stay comfortable, Zhou Qinian specially approved a small courtyard for him to work in. Song Yu arrived suddenly, and he had no time to arrange some flowers and plants for viewing, so he only built a rocking chair and a bamboo table.
It is filled with various fruit cakes, so that Song Yu can come out to bask in the sun at any time.
This posture does not mean that someone is invited to work. He is clearly offering an ancestor to the Safety Department.
Song Yu was also very awkward at first, but after thinking that he came to play games just to relax, he accepted this "kindness" with peace of mind.
"Sir Song..." As soon as the captain of the guard arrived at the small courtyard, he saw Song Yu lying on a recliner eating grapes. He was first shocked by the incompatible painting style here and outside the courtyard, and then hurried up and handed the apology to Song Yu.
As soon as I stuff it, I will kneel down when facing someone. I plan to kneel down first and then apologize.
Song Yu moved faster, rolled over from the recliner, and threw the gift on the table. The movement was so fast and big that he almost clashed with the captain of the guard.
The captain of the guard looked at Song Yu blankly: "Your Majesty..."
"Thank you. I'm not that old." Song Yu helped the person up helplessly. He could get used to other things, but he really couldn't stand these things.
PC has a problem with kneeling down all the time. It’s not the Chinese New Year, so even if you kneel down, you won’t get any red envelopes!
The captain of the guard was even more frightened than Song Yu. He stood up and moved closer to Song Yu, wanting to massage his shoulders as Chen Li had told him. However, Song Yu was used to facing people head-on, so he followed the captain's turn, a moment of flattery.
Human drama has evolved into two people spinning in circles.
"Stop!" Song Yu felt dizzy and had to speak to stop the movement. "Just sit here and talk."
The captain of the guard looked confused and was arranged to sit on the small bamboo stool next to the recliner. He watched Song Yu sit back on the recliner. Then... Song Yu held his hand and talked about laws and human rights all afternoon.
He was a martial artist, and he thought he was very patient and able to endure hardships, but after being pressed like this for an entire afternoon, he felt like he was on pins and needles, but he didn't dare to turn his back. What a joke, Zhou Qinian had specially told people that if they offended them once, it was enough.
Facing the other party's depressed expression, Song Yu couldn't help but sneer in his heart: He is the most afraid of pain. Just because he doesn't care in person doesn't mean he doesn't hold grudges. Since the Secretary of Safety is protecting you, I can't give you any soft knives.
?I’ll torture you to death, okay?
As a result, Song Yu began to teach him the law enforcement disciplines and procedures of the real world that he only remembered.
With different social backgrounds, the regulations certainly do not apply to "Meeting the Gods". The captain of the guard wanted to refute several times, but he remembered the instructions from Mr. Zhou and Mr. Chen to treat Song Yu respectfully and coax him well. The captain of the guard had no choice but to suppress it.
He nodded his head in agreement with his contempt for his connections, but only he knew how much he could listen to it... only he knew.
"The attitude is very good." Song Yu said with a smile: "Then let's write down my experience and present it to Mr. Zhou."
Although Song Yu has never worked in the real world, he also knows that weekly and annual reports are the most torturous things. As expected, as soon as the words came out, the guard captain's face turned green: "Ah, this..."
"What do you want to present to me?" A voice came from outside the hospital, and following the footsteps of the visitor, Zhou Qinian appeared in front of the two of them.
"Master Zhou!" The captain of the guard almost looked like a savior and almost burst into tears acting like a macho man.
Zhou Qinian nodded with a smile. When he didn't have to face a party with a special background like Song Yu, he always had a strong posture and was full of power when he walked.
After he responded to the captain of the guard, his eyes fell on Song Yu: "My dear nephew, how are you feeling today?"
"Okay?" Seeing Zhou Qinian, Song Yu thought of one thing. He had not been too good to Zhou Qinian in the past two days, and now he had to maintain a relationship according to social rules.
Otherwise, what should I do if I get stabbed in the back later in the plot: "Mr. Zhou, if you don't mind, how about we have a drink together tonight? Just at Guixiang Tower?"
The food at Guixianglou is good, and the most important thing is that Sister Fang lives there, so Song Yu can still have a few bites at the dinner table.
Zhou Qinian naturally did not know the mystery. He had been rejected by Song Yu many times. Now the other party offered to drink together. Although he was surprised, he responded readily: "Then I will show my friendship as a landlord tonight and welcome Mr. Song to come."
I’m Yongxi.”
There was no one supervising these two people, so they naturally didn't care about arriving late and leaving early. They immediately did not stop at the Security Department and took a carriage to Guixiang Tower.
Sitting in the spacious carriage, Zhou Qinian even made a pot of tea with Song Yu. He originally thought that Song Yu's sudden invitation must be to discuss something with him, but he had heard Chen Li's complete report. This person
The new young master is very curious.
Unexpectedly, after Song Yu got on the carriage, he sipped tea leisurely the whole time without speaking. Zhou Qinian considered himself a very patient person, so since Song Yu didn't take the initiative to speak, he stayed with him quietly.
Song Yu drank fragrant tea and silently recalled what work he had done during the day. The final conclusion was that... he really did nothing.
Is this the working experience of related users? Song Yu felt as he drank tea that if this continued, he might be reluctant to leave the game world.
After getting off the carriage, Song Yu asked the waiter to ask for a private room in Guixiang Building. He also asked Sister Fang to open a small stove for him and make a special soup.
After entering the elegant room, Song Yu and Zhou Qinian exchanged casual greetings. After drinking for three rounds, Song Yu finally asked before Zhou Qinian could say goodbye: "Since we are not in the Peace Department, I will ask more straightforwardly.
Master Zhou, what is the situation in Yongxi Prefecture today?"
Zhou Qinian really didn't understand and was pretending to be confused. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes. He had no idea what Song Yu meant by this unexpected question: "Who is the good nephew?"
"Let's just talk about the White Walkers the day before yesterday. Master Zhou really doesn't have a clue?" Song Yu felt that there was something unusual here no matter how much he thought about it. In the background setting of this game,
PCs regard White Walkers as scourges. Now that White Walkers appear on the street, why is the Department of Safety so calm?
"Even if you don't have a clue, the White Walkers have already appeared, why don't you take precautions?"
Song Yu really couldn't understand. From what he felt after walking around today, although the Safety Department arranged all the work closely, there was no atmosphere at all prepared to prepare for major mistakes in the work. This was in contrast to the tense atmosphere he had imagined.
Serious discrepancy.
Yongxi Prefecture often faces beast tides, and there are many outsider sects stationed in the city. It can be said that the armed force is extremely strong, and the daily screening will certainly not be relaxed.
Two White Walkers can sneak in, and I don’t know if there are other potential White Walkers. It feels abnormal just thinking about it. Judging from Song Yu’s experience in playing games for so many years, this unusualness is probably the key to the plot of Yongxi State.
One of the points.
Zhou Qinian originally wanted to comfort Song Yu, but he hesitated in the face of the young man's scorching gaze. After a moment of serious expression, Zhou Qinian sighed: "My nephew is really sharp. It's not that the Security Department is not on guard, but that Yongxi Prefecture is on guard."
The White Walkers have the power of thunder and are not afraid of Xiaoxiao."
"I treat my nephew as one of my own, and words cannot be spread here." As he said that, Zhou Qinian took out a small sachet from his arms. He picked out the sawdust inside with his ring finger, and the private room was suddenly filled with a strange fragrance.
The smell of food and wine was overwhelming.
Obviously, this is Zhou Qinian's way of ensuring "no rumors".
After the aroma in the air faded a little, or until the two people's sense of smell got used to it, Zhou Qinian continued: "Due to the special geographical location of Yongxi Prefecture, strange plants, strange beasts, and strange ghosts have always been rare.
Therefore, if there is a disaster, Yongxi Prefecture will bear the brunt."
"Over the past many years, Yongxi Prefecture has remained unbreakable and even prospered slightly. The reason for this is that the Lord personally took action and set up a ban in the Yongxi Prefecture capital with the seven elders of Jiange. As long as you master the formation eye seal, you can use one idea.
If you move, even if Yongxi Province is occupied by the alien ghosts and there is no one who can fight, the alien ghosts can still be killed."
When Zhou Qinian said these words, his face was solemn and solemn, with a hint of pride.
However, Song Yu on the other side of the table had a face full of dementia, which was in sharp contrast to Zhou Qinian: "That lord?"
Zhou Qinian was choked, and for a moment he even wanted to roar to Song Yu to vent his frustration. But in the end, he just sorted out his mood and uttered those two words with respect: "The Lord of this state."