Chapter 442 Congratulations to Mr. Lin "The world is in chaos, and it's not surprising that local gangsters are so rampant." Shu Ning said coldly: "Find a phone booth, I will call home right now, and ask my dad to put pressure on the local police station to see who is more powerful, their local gangsters, or me. A dragon crossing the river is awesome!” Lin Zhijian was helpless. In front of this eldest lady, he could only obey her. The next morning. Local police station. Director Song strode to the morning meeting hall. Under the attention of everyone, he solemnly said: "Who handled the case in Hexing Building yesterday?" Zhou Yuan's heart suddenly pounded, and he weakly raised his right hand: "Director, I did it!" “Did you ask President Shu’s precious daughter to apologize?” Director Song asked with cold eyes. Zhou Yuan's breath was stagnant, and he said slowly: "Director, who are you talking about, Mr. Shu?"
"Of course it's President Shu from the Provincial City Bank. Could it be that his surname is Shu and he's called the president?" Director Song said sternly: "How can you handle this case without even knowing the other party's identity information!" Zhou Yuan lost his temper after being scolded and said in a low voice: "I never thought a newspaper reporter could have such a relationship!" “Confused!” Director Song yelled, “Do you think it’s easy to get a business license for a newspaper in the current world? Or do you think it’s just a newspaper and you can handle it on your own?” Zhou Yuan was so scolded that he had no choice but to say: "Director, the person who had the dispute with Miss Shu is our local Fuxi Tang." Director Song: “…” The cliché plot of officials being mentally retarded and contemptuous of practitioners does not exist at all in "Zombie Taoist 2". Looking at the entire Gantian Town, Mao Xiaofang enjoys a certain reputation among officials, gentry, and traffickers. To put it more bluntly, people like Director Song know that Mao Xiaofang is really capable! "As far as I know, Taoist Master Mao has a kind-hearted character, is upright, and has a broad mind. He should not care about a female prostitute." Director Song murmured. Zhou Yuan hated Miss Shu so much that he inadvertently took eye drops: "Master Mao is indeed a good person, but a good person is not a clay figure and has no anger at all. Director, you have never been targeted by Miss Shu, so you cannot understand how mean he is." , It seems that Master Mao was so humiliated by her that the dispute started." Director Song pondered for a moment and said: "There is one more thing. The newspaper office run by Miss Shu was burned down last night. Zhou Yuan, I will leave this matter to you to investigate. By the way, I will give Miss Shu an apology for your rudeness yesterday." Apologize." 三元：“…” Niang Xipi. It’s so **** cool to be powerful, and you can force the victim to apologize if you do something wrong. As a sufferer, the environment around you is like a layer of shackles. Your direct leadership makes you compromise and seek perfection. What can you do? Can't take off your hat? What a joke, only being alone can you be so free and easy! Half noon. Shu Ning strode into the police station with his little follower, and asked a police officer: "Hello, I'm looking for Director Song. How should I go?"
The police officer was startled for a moment, then immediately put down the document in his hand, stood up and said, "I'll take you there, madam." After a while, the two were invited into an office. Director Song sat at the desk and asked, "Miss Shu, do you want to know the progress of the case?" "yes." Shu Ning nodded and said: "It is such a shocking thing to commit arson with the intention of killing people. Director Song, I suggest that this case must be handled with emphasis and dealt with strictly, so as to deter lawbreakers." Director Song did not answer, and said to the police officer who followed him: "Go and call me Sanyuan." “Yes, Director.” The police officer saluted and strode away. "Report." In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yuan, dressed in a black police uniform, came to the door, saluted with his feet and said loudly. "Enter." Director Song called him in and asked directly: "How is the investigation of the newspaper arson case going?" Zhou Yuan: "The incident happened too late. Almost all the surrounding residents were asleep, and no witnesses were found. Moreover, the fire was too fierce and violent, and there were no traces of alcohol, alcohol or even oil and water igniting it. I doubt it." It must be caused by ghosts.” “What a ghost, talking nonsense.” Shu Ning's face turned green and he scolded: "When handling cases, we must follow science and law, not superstition. How can there be any ghosts in the world? It will be easy for you policemen to blame all incompetent cases on ghosts." Zhou Yuan was choked with anger by her, but he was concerned about the identity of the other party and the director was watching here, so he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing. Director Song coughed dryly and said, "Miss Shu is here just now. Sanyuan, please take her to take notes and see if you can find any clues." "No need to take any notes, I know who did it." Shu Ning said decisively. “Who do you think did it?” Director Song didn’t say anything, so Zhou Yuan could only ask bravely. "It must be Fuxitang!" Shu Ning said: "So far, I have offended their family, so they must want to kill me." “Is there any evidence?” Zhou Yuan asked. “Shouldn’t the evidence be investigated by your police? What evidence do you and I want?” Shu Ning asked naturally. Zhou Yuanqi felt his teeth hurt, and silently sighed: What kind of bad luck is this, that he fell into the hands of such a thing! … Shu Ning and Lin Zhijian waited in the police station from day to night. Their patience was exhausted, but they never got an answer. Police officer Zhou, who was responsible for supervising the case, did not come back until his shift ended in the evening, and could not be found at all. Shu Ning understood. She was encountering a tough situation. Even her father's pressure could not make the police station treat her seriously. Otherwise, they would not and would not dare to leave her here and treat her coldly. “Ajian, let’s go.” Standing up from the chair in the lounge, she reached out and patted Lin Zhijian on the shoulder. “Where are you going?” Lin Zhijian, who was groggy, blinked hard as if he had just woken up from a dream.
"Let's find a place to live first." Shu Ning sighed slightly, then cheered up again: "We must be prepared for a protracted war!" Lin Zhijian: “…” He suddenly discovered that the goddess was not as good as he thought. At least from the perspective of being pampered and acting recklessly, he was quite helpless... “Fellow, have you seen this child?” “Boss, have you seen this child?” evening. The duo from the newspaper office were eating in a restaurant when they suddenly saw an aunt walking into the lobby holding a black and white photo. She ignored the blank stares of countless people and asked everyone she met, with a pleading look on her face. After staring at the aunt for a long time, Shu Ning suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his heart. He turned around and patted Lin Zhijian's arm, and said happily: "Ajian, I have thought of a way..." at the same time. Inside Fuxi Hall. After dinner, Mao Xiaofang suddenly called Qin Yao: "Will Taoist Qin be free later?" “I’m free, what’s the matter?” “Then come with me. I’ll see you if I need something.” Mao Xiaofang stood up and said. “Junior brother, do you need my help?” Lei Gang slowly stood up. “No need, senior brother, it’s a private matter.” Mao Xiaofang shook his head and declined politely. Not long after, the two of them walked out of Fuxi Hall one after another, and gradually came to an empty western suburb. Being in the wilderness, watching the stars and rivers shining, a feeling of relaxation and joy suddenly comes to mind... “Taoist Master Qin, my senior brother was here before, but I never found a chance to say that I sealed the giant corpse in Cixi’s tomb. What do you think we should do with it?” Mao Xiaofang suddenly asked as he walked. Qin Yao: "Let's keep it sealed like this. I promised Cixi to spare her life. I can't break my promise." Mao Xiaofang nodded and said, "But if one day she comes out to cause trouble again, I will still kill her." Qin Yao laughed: "Isn't this what it should be? I promised to spare her life, but you didn't promise her anything." Mao Xiaofang breathed a sigh of relief, and then he didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he suddenly asked: "Taoist Master Qin, what do you think of my senior brother?" Qin Yao smiled slightly and said, "He has a deep mind and is not a good person. If you leave him in Fuxi Hall, disaster will happen sooner or later." Mao Xiaofang: “…” In fact, he didn't want to keep Lei Gang, but Fuxi Hall was the other person's home after all, so he couldn't drive him out of his own home, right? It can only be said that it is another confusing account that cannot be settled. a long distance away. Renjiazhen.
In Yizhuang. A messenger from the Banking Regulatory Commission entered the main hall under the guidance of a Maoshan Taoist priest. He saluted Uncle Jiu, whom he had met once before, and said, "Meet Mr. Lin." “The envoy is polite.” Uncle Jiu stood in front of the throne and returned the greeting with his hands raised. The messenger from the Banking Regulatory Commission chuckled, put down his arm and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Lin, for being promoted to one level. It takes two years to get promoted. Although this speed is not the fastest in my memory, it is enough to surpass more than 90% of officials." Uncle Jiu was stunned: "Have I been promoted again?" “Yes, you have been promoted again.” The bank supervisor smiled. Uncle Jiu was pleased and helpless at the same time: "What the **** is this!" The bank supervisor laughed and said, "Just don't let the other party down." Uncle Jiu exhaled and suddenly asked: "Messenger, I want to ask you something. Since others can promote me to a higher rank without telling me, then I can give my rank to others without telling the other party." Will the virtue be transferred to the other party?” His promotion was almost taken care of by his third son, which made him feel somewhat indebted. After all, he didn't know the existence of the filial piety system, but he always felt that Qin Yao's contribution to him far exceeded what he gave to him. Thinking about it carefully, apart from leading him into Maoshan and giving him a good platform and some magical powers, I didn't seem to have done anything for him. But the other party responded to me again and again... For Uncle Jiu, who loves face and wants to be strong all his life, this really feels like he deserves it. “Sure, as long as you know the serial number of the other party’s account.” The bank supervisor smiled. Uncle Jiu’s eyes brightened and he said, “Can we find his account serial number in our system?” “This depends on the permissions.” The Banking Regulatory Commission envoy said: "After you return to the Yamen, you can ask your boss about this and see if he is willing to help..." (End of this chapter)