Chapter 184 Language Art: Not Low-key but Self-Introduction
Chapter 184 Language Art: Not low-key but self-introducing [4 updates]
Author: Carrot to Heaven
Yan Jiu yawned again: "Definitely next time."
After discovering that it was an oolong.
Lang Zongyi couldn't look directly at himself.
He looked past Yan Jiu.
Look towards the interrogation room.
Lang Zongyi never forgot what happened before Yan Jiu came out.
The shark was so frightened by Yan Jiu that his scales exploded.
I remembered what Yan Jiu said about not knowing how to interrogate.
Lang Zongyi said firmly: "So you were not keeping a low profile not long ago, but you were introducing yourself."
Yan Jiu: “…” On my senior brother’s language art.
She bared her teeth and smiled.
The corners of Lang Zongyi's mouth curved, but he quickly stopped smiling, pursed his lips, and turned around to leave.
Yan Jiu looked at the person shrouded in desolation.
I really want to follow up and ask.
But she knew she couldn't get the answer from Lang Zongyi, so she turned around and found Ma Weiwei.
Yan Jiu was confused: "Do you think our director is a little abnormal, especially when facing the sharks?"
I learned Yan Jiu’s purpose of coming.
Ma Weiwei put down what he was doing: "If there is any race that the always impartial bureau chief wants to list as endangered, the sharks are the first to bear the brunt. That incident happened when I first joined the special bureau. Apart from the bureau, only Liu
Fei and Huo Yu know."
four years ago.
She is still just an intern under Liu Fei.
Encirclement and suppression of water villages.
She is not yet eligible to participate.
It was precisely because she was not qualified at that time that she did not appear on the 413 sacrifice list.
Since the Demon Management Bureau fell apart and was replaced by the Special Bureau, the first director was a gentle and gentle man.
It was also the one who led Lang Zongyi to act fairly.
But such a person who was extremely respected by Lang Zongyi sank to the bottom of Shuizhai Lake forever.
Ma Weiwei takes Yan Jiu to the archives room.
She stood at the door.
Ma Weiwei said: "Senior, please go in, I will give you a break outside."
Yan Jiu nodded.
Step into the archives room which exudes a heavy atmosphere.
The sealed S-class files were found.
Yan Jiu did not forget that Huo Yu asked her for help at the Chu family. The other party told her that there was a secret hidden in the water village ruins.
Yan Jiu opened the file.
I saw a dusty story.
The Special Bureau inherited many of the "last wishes" of the Demon Management Bureau and became a force that competes with evil.
However.
There is a rose cross in front.
There is Xuanmen in the back.
The Special Task Force is nothing short of a fool's errand.
four years ago.
The last undercover agent of the Demon Management Bureau risked his life to deliver the bombshell news - the stronghold of Rose Cross.
The people in the special unit thought they had found their home base.
Little did they know that it was a trap set by Rose Cross and the Sharks, in order to catch all the elites of the Special Bureau so that the Special Bureau would no longer have time to hinder Rose Cross' actions.
Heavy losses from the Special Unit.
Retired from Lang Zongyi to the second line.
It is enough to see the success of Rose Cross.
Yan Jiu's fingertips slid over the cold words.
One hundred and seventeen people set out.
There are only three survivors.
A few sentences summarized on a thin piece of paper represent countless bloody lives.
The viewer is moved by it.
What about the writer?
As a survivor at that time, one can imagine the pressure and guilt that Lang Zongyi endured.
No one knows how Lang Zongyi supported himself and the special bureau in the past four years.
The ends of Yan Jiu's eyes were slightly red.
She found the files of the first director of the Special Branch.
Zhong Pingquan, male, 43 years old, the 10th head of the Xuanmen Zhong family, former deputy director of the Demon Management Bureau...
Yan Jiu has many feelings about the surname Zhong, because her master's surname is Zhong. Now, there is another reason.
She slowly closed the file.
Then.
Find Lang Zongyi in the office.
Lang Zong didn't even raise his head: "Impossible."
Yan Jiu pressed her hands on the desktop and asked puzzledly: "Why can't I restart the file?"
She knew that Lang Zongyi had not yet come out of the Shuizhai Ruins case, and she wanted to help others come out of it.
The secret hidden in the ruins of Shuizhai can bring new blood to the special unit.
Otherwise, Huo Yu wouldn't have bothered to secretly investigate the source of the water for so long.
Restart the file.
Uncover secrets.
She can be the first person in charge.
Lang Zongyi was well aware of the dangers of the Shuizhai ruins, and it was because Yan Jiu insisted on being the person in charge that he would not agree.
The Special Unit cannot afford a second wave of turmoil.
Something can happen to him.
The general counsel cannot.
Lang Zongyi said expressionlessly: "Xiluo, a member of the shark royal family, sacrificed his own flesh, blood and soul to stabilize the underground spring. What are you going to do? Replace her and become a sacrifice?"
The initial dispatch of the special unit.
It also caused countless casualties to the Sharman clan.
But Lang Zongyi couldn't hate the Sharks as much as he hated Rose Cross, because they finally realized that the Sharks were just a chess piece on a black and white chessboard.
The chess player never showed up from beginning to end.
In order to make up for the mistake of easily misbelieving the Rose Cross, which harmed the Special Bureau and the Sharks.
The stream falls willingly into the spring.
Block the endless power of darkness.
Rose Cross used the Sharks to turn the water village into a battlefield. The reason for choosing the location may be that there is a magic weapon in the spring.
But.
The power of darkness is extraordinary.
It's not worth taking risks for a magic weapon that you don't know whether it actually exists.
Yan Jiu couldn't help sighing.
Her senior brother is too kind, how can he break it!
Yan Jiu couldn't tell Lang Zongyi directly that she could absorb the power of darkness.
She changed the subject to a less rigid one.
Yan Jiu sighed: "The only remaining shark at the end is indeed suspicious. What are you going to ask her?"
Lang Zongyi clenched the signature pen in his hand.
He interrogated the sharks because he wanted to know whether the two sharks captured by Rose Cross were the traitors back then.
Lang Zongyi thought that finding the traitor of the Sharman tribe would temporarily relieve the pain that had accumulated in his heart for many years.
In fact it doesn't work.
He is just deceiving himself.
The unbearable pain will still be like a rusty blunt knife, repeatedly cutting the bloody wound, making it impossible to heal.
He could never forget the scarlet color that day.
The blood all over the place always turned into invisible threads, strangling his neck tightly, making it difficult for him to even breathe.
Yan Jiu added: "Senior brother, what do you want to know? I have many ways to get her to talk, such as searching for souls."
People's fate is easy to calculate.
It's not easy for other races.
Want to know.
Soul searching is the best way.
A trace of cruelty flashed in Yan Jiu's eyes.
She didn't really want to know the role that the sharks played in it. She only knew that any existence that caused her senior brother pain should be killed.
Lang Zongyi lowered his head.
Silently.
Obviously he should scold Yan Jiu for his dangerous ideas.
Correction: Not everyone is suitable for soul searching.
To correct them, they cannot be tortured in private.
But when I think of Yan Jiu complaining about him.
His wrinkled heart, which had been tortured by regret for four years, was easily ironed out.
Lang Zongyi pretended to be relieved, shook his head and said: "After all, the Shark tribe has also received its retribution."
Unconsciously.
The top of the signature pen in Lang Zongyi's hand fell on Yan Jiu's forehead, and he hit it again and again.
Yan Jiu's ruthlessness was knocked away.
She covered her forehead with her hands.
Puff your cheeks.
Accuse Lang Zongyi with his eyes.
Lang Zongyi was a little surprised.
Was he crazy just now?
Why do you subconsciously hit someone on the forehead?
