Chapter two thousand one hundred and fifty-three tasks that cannot be accepted
Xu Qing admired the policeman in front of him very much. He could associate the events in the surrounding environment from a word that slipped out of his mouth inadvertently, but it had nothing to do with the murder case in front of him. How could he expect such a mind full of all kinds of things to happen?
What cases can a policeman with such a wonderful network of connections solve?
Xu Qing nodded and said: "Yes, I have to help Mr. Xue keep vigil now. I will leave the matter here to you. If you dig deeper, it will definitely be a big case."
The middle-aged policeman handed over the certificate in his hand and said with a flattering smile: "Okay, then you are busy, we will not tolerate criminals." As he spoke, he turned to his colleagues behind him and winked.
The police who arrived immediately became busy. Some evacuated the crowd, some conducted on-site investigations, and two went into the bar to check the video information. All the work was carried out in an orderly manner.
Xu Qing collected his ID, chatted with the middle-aged policeman, turned around, walked to the car and knocked on the window. The door opened, and he lowered his head and got in.
Qin Bing started the car and drove all the way to the road. After a while of silence, she pursed her lips and whispered: "Qingzi, I have to remind you one more time. Even if you are really capable of resurrecting Mr. Xue, you must think about it carefully.
You are already an adult, so you have to think carefully about what to do." When she saw the corpse in the box just now, she naturally thought of Mr. Xue. In her opinion, her brother-in-law might be too persistent and shouldn't do this.
Things that go against common sense.
Xu Qing lowered the car window, letting the cool breeze blow on his cheeks, and said calmly: "When a person dies, he should be buried in his grave, right? Most people can't accept it, right? What the hell is that? If I obviously have the ability to let the teacher continue to breathe
But I have to watch him burn to ashes, and I will live in self-blame and pain for the rest of my life. Ancient warriors compete with the sky for fate. I believe that the teacher can also compete for once. If he succeeds, he can continue to live. If he fails, he will die.
Once, people can fail, but they cannot accept fate."
Everyone has their own principles of life. Perhaps in Qin Bing's eyes, resurrecting Mr.
Once you have identified something, you should do it without hesitation. Once you have tried it, you will have no regrets no matter what the result is...
Bang! A telegram was slapped on the coffee table, and two purple sand cups full of tea jumped up from the shock. The veins on He Shang's bald head popped out, and his teeth chattered. You know his temper.
Everyone knows that he is going to scold his mother.
"Damn it, you guys from the War Department are so full that they are so full that their heads are crooked. Is this called a mission? Damn it! Go to Jiangcheng? That's our boss's territory. If you don't go, I won't.
go!"
He Shang seemed to be performing a double act. One moment he jumped up and scolded his mother, and the next moment he shook his head with a bitter look on his face. He had just received an encrypted telegram from the General Staff Operations Department.
The local government still shoots telegrams. I really doubt that the guys in the war department are doing this because they are afraid that telegraphs will be eliminated by history.
The content on the telegram was a mission, to discover the whereabouts of the vampires in Jiangcheng City, capture and kill the vampires, an A-level mission. He Shang immediately got mad and cursed after receiving the telegram, and did not lead the way. No one is more familiar with Jiangcheng than him. Logically speaking, he leads
It's best for people to complete the mission, but he can't go on this mission. This is a trap!
Sitting aside, Huan Zun has been living a good life recently and has gained weight. He reached out and picked up the telegram on the coffee table, glanced at it, and said with a smile: "It's a very good mission, an A-level mission, isn't it?
Are you going to deal with a few little bats that flew across the border? Why don't the old man lead a group of people over there to loosen their bones? By the way, the two old guys Yan Zun and Hong Zun have been back for a while, so it's just time for them to go out and loosen their bones.
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Yan Zun and Hong Zun are the Holy Blade Venerables. They were sent to perform missions in the bitter cold land for five years. They just returned home a few days ago. Their return has brought the overall strength of the Holy Blade to a new level. In terms of discussion,
In terms of true strength, Blade has a tendency to surpass Wuhun Team.
He Shang rolled his eyes and yelled: "Shit! I said you are already a grown-up, why don't you have a clear mind? Who is in Jiangcheng? Who is in Jiangcheng?"
Master Huan has become accustomed to He Shang's way of speaking. Despite this kid's foul mouth, he has a very good way of doing things, especially his quirky thoughts that often amazed several of the Masters.
After thinking for a while, Huan Zun quickly thought of a person, a person in Jiangcheng. He glanced at He Shang and whispered: "Boss Xu, you are saying that Jiangcheng is Boss Xu's territory."
He Shang nodded and said: "I finally got the idea. Think about it, how can a few vampires make waves with him in charge? Besides, what kind of bullshit reward system is used to perform tasks now? Wuhun and Longya are definitely
I also received the same telegram, no, I have to make a phone call to find out what General Staff Ren wants."
Despite He Shang's usually careless attitude, he was very flexible at critical moments. He could sense many different things from a telegram announcing a mission, as if someone was deliberately testing them.
Nowadays, the Chinese martial arts and the sacred blade are in the same spirit. There is a tacit understanding of brothers between the two special forces. The two are each other's horns. Once any difficult situation occurs, everyone will discuss it with each other.
He Shang took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed Ren Bing's number. Ding ding ding - a crisp phone ringing sounded in his ears. No, it seemed to be coming from the direction of the gate. He turned his head and glanced at the gate.
I went and found Ren Bing walking towards this side holding up his mobile phone and shaking it.
He Shang raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, hung up the phone and walked a few steps to Ren Bing. He spread his arms into an exaggerated bear hug and said with a laugh: "Boss, you really said that Cao Cao is here. How many times have you said that Cao Cao is here?"
I saved a dime on the phone bill.”
Ren Bing struggled to free himself from the armband and said angrily: "I won't come if it's not urgent. Did you also receive the telegram?"
He Shang curled his lips and said, "I got it. I was just wondering. Didn't the boss return to Jiangcheng a few days ago? Didn't a few vampires just move their fingers and clean it up?"
Ren Bing shook his head and said: "I have received accurate information. The blood clan written in the telegram this time is your boss's new foreign follower. His name is Steve. He used to be the security consultant of Meisheng Jewelry Group. There is no need to explain what happened later.
As I said, this old vampire from the Meisheng Association became his follower."
"Follower?" The smile on He Shang's face suddenly froze, and he said in a deep voice: "Boss, let me ask you something now. Are you going to accept this task or not?"
Ren Bing shook his head decisively and said, "If you don't answer, I don't want to be scolded by Qingzi when the time comes."
He Shang nodded with a serious face and said: "I can't accept it. It's okay for you to be scolded. If it were my head, I would definitely be beaten into a Tathagata head."