According to the short account given by Chen Qishun, Shang Yan directly called Xuecheng's spiritual magic committee and asked them to bring people over to arrest Zhu Zhu.

After hearing Shang Yan's words, the woman was immediately depressed and thought of rushing out of the room and escaping from here.

How could Shang Yan give her this opportunity? She threw out two ice talismans and frozen them on both legs and ankles.

In an instant, Zhu Zhu didn't stand firm and fell on the carpet, staring at Shang Yan with extremely shocked eyes and said, "You, who are you?"

"No matter who I am, just stay here honestly. Someone will come and take you away."

"Little brother, please let me go, I can't be taken away by the police."

"Don't worry," Shang Yan said calmly: "I'm not calling a policeman."

"That's it?" Zhu Zhu asked uncertainly.

"A national organization specializing in the management of spiritualists, I believe you should not have contacted them. This time I will let you try it."

Soon, not long after Shang Yan called, the people from the Spiritual Arts Committee came to the room number left by Shang Yan.

There are two young men wearing black uniforms, a bit like special operations uniforms. They all wore a badge on their shoulders. Shang Yan had seen the style of this badge at Zhao Xianglu, and it was exactly the same. The only difference is that there are three five-pointed stars under Zhao Xianglu's badge.

"Is it you called?" a young man asked Shang Yan, who was opening the door.

"Yes, you guys hurry up and take this person away. She disturbed me to play games." Shang Yan pointed at Zhu Zhu who was lying on the ground.

When the two of them saw the ice cubes on Zhu Zhu's legs, their expressions changed instantly. It was obvious that the ice cube was not brought by a woman. It could invisibly create ice cubes, and the user's methods were absolutely unfathomable.

There was only Shang Yan in the room.

Suddenly, the young people from the two spiritual law committees respected Shang Yan a lot.

Spiritual Techniques speak with strength. Even if they are cadres of the Spiritual Technique Committee, they must understand what respect is when speaking in front of spiritual Techniques with higher strength than themselves.

"Okay, thank you for your holding this time. Baixingfang has always been a cancer in the circle of spiritualists. If you can follow the clues of this person, it will be considered a great joy."

Shang Yan nodded and said, "I understand, then take her away quickly."

"Please tell me your number, so that after you go back, we will add a point based on your contribution."

Shang Yan was stunned: "What number?"

"After the information of each spiritual person is registered by the Spiritual Law Commission, there will be an exclusive number for easy inquiry."

"I don't seem to have this."

"How is it possible? Have you registered your personal information with the Spiritual Law Committee?"

"No."

"This..." The two members of the Spiritual Arts Committee looked at each other, and then someone said slowly: "Then like this, we will register you with a temporary information. After you return to your residence, you will find the local Spiritual Arts Committee to register a real-name authentication file."

“Do you have to register?”

"Yes, this is the state's management of spiritual persons, and it will be easier to query after having files."

"What will happen to people who don't register?"

"It won't be any."

"Oh, okay, then I won't register for it now, and I'll talk about it after I get home."

Under Shang Yan's gaze, the two members of the Spiritual Arts Committee took Zhu Zhu away.

The spiritual committee members in each place have places specifically used to detain criminal spiritual people. Compared with the civilian spiritual people, the number of experts on the spiritual committee is completely uncommon.

In addition, several authentic people in the world will assist the state in managing the relationship between folk spiritualists, so only some evil people who are inhumane dare to commit crimes against the wind in this environment.

After these people left, Shang Yan continued to walk back to the computer and started playing games with Wen Pao.

"What happened? You've been hanging up for so long."

"Nothing, something went wrong."

"Then I'll reopen the picture, Jiange or Ninja Village?"

"Play the tower defense, that one is a little easier."

"OK."

...

It was late at night and Chen Qishun sat at the table and looked at his Feng Shui plate.

"The situation in Xuecheng is not right. It seems that there are wind and clouds coming from the north, covering Xuecheng with devouring force. Could it be that it is specially targeted at Xuantian Sihai Banquet?" Chen Qishun frowned and said intimately.

...

The next day, Shang Yan learned from the group that a large number of magical instruments or personal supplies of spiritualists were stolen last night. This matter is really the most important news today and has attracted the attention of many people.

The name of the Baixingfang organization was immediately pushed to the table. Everyone knows that a large number of members of this organization came to Snow City, and those things were stolen by people from Baixingfang.

So Baixingfang suddenly aroused public anger in the circle of spiritualists. Xuecheng's Spiritual Art Committee mobilized a large number of personnel to search the traces of Baixingfang members everywhere in Xuecheng.

Because of coming to a snow city, Shang Yan basically never went out for dinner except for going out for dinner and just stayed in the room to play games.

For him, the moment he really wanted to step out of the hotel was when Xuanmen opened the mountain gate, otherwise no one would let him leave the heating in the hotel and blow the cold wind outside.

Dongdongdongdong! Dongdongdongdongdong!

"Who?" Shang Yan turned his head and shouted loudly, controlling the keyboard.

"Shang Yan, the spiritualists who live in this hotel are going to have a party together and get to know each other. Are you going?"

There was Chen Qishun's voice outside the door.

When he heard this, Shang Yan became interested. This was a good opportunity to open his eyes and increase his connections, so he naturally could not miss it.

"Okay, I'll go." Shang Yan immediately quit the game, left the room and walked upstairs with Chen Qishun.

"Master Shen, are there many spiritualists living in this hotel?" Shang Yan asked curiously on the way.

"Someone in the group organized it, about thirty people."

The highest floors of the hotel are private rooms, which are specially used for guests to gather and communicate.

Following Chen Qishun, he took the elevator to a room. When he pushed open the door, Shang Yan saw a group of people sitting inside and chatting.

Among these people, Shang Yan actually found several familiar faces.

Du Qianshan, Situ Feiyu, Massacre, Ding Baiyou.

Is this a coincidence?

"Here are two." Situ Feiyu took the initiative to say hello to Chen Qishun and Shang Yan.

"Old Master Situ." Shang Yan responded immediately.

"Sit first, it seems that the people are not all here yet."

Shang Yan nodded, then found an empty seat and sat down.
Chapter completed!