Chapter 59: Superintendent of Changbei District! (Please follow up!)

"Xiao Fang, did something happen at home? Why did you resign suddenly?"

The dean's concerned voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Nothing happened. I'm just too tired recently. Maybe I think this job is not suitable for me."

Yang Fang smiled bitterly.

"Then you don't have to resign. You are the youngest attending physician in our hospital. You will have unlimited prospects in the future. After a few years, you will be promoted to associate professor in no time. If you continue to work hard, I will be the director before you are forty years old.

The seat may be yours, why do you have to resign?"

The dean said, "Let's do this. I'll give you a month's leave first. During this month, you can relax and don't be too tired. If you still want to resign after a month, come and see me. That's fine."

"Yeah, that's fine, thank you, Dean."

Yang Fang said.

"Why are you being polite to me? If you really encounter any difficulties, remember to say hello to me. I will try to help you if I can."

The dean said.

"Okay, thank you, Dean!"

Yang Fang continued.

"Um."

The two parties quickly ended the call.

Yang Fang let out a long sigh of relief and put down his phone.

Don't worry about work for the time being.

Next, you just need to immerse yourself in cultivation.

He went straight back to the bedroom and started practicing cross-legged.

Time flies and two days pass.

There were originally a lot of people bubbling in the group.

But over the past two days, there have been gradually fewer and fewer topics, as if there aren’t many topics left.

This gradually made Yang Fang feel doubtful.

In the past, thousands of messages were generated every day.

But these two days add up to only two hundred.

He was just doubtful for a while and then started practicing again.

Every day and every moment in the real world is extremely important to him. Others may be relaxing and enjoying the joy before death, but he cannot.

He is not a person who accepts his fate!

On the morning of the third day, Yang Fang suddenly received a strange phone call.

"Are you Yang Fang? You live in Building ** in Qingquan Community, right?"

A clear female voice sounded on the other end of the phone. She must be young.

"Who are you?"

"Oh, I'm from the Changbei District Police Department. Please come over. We have something we want you to cooperate with in investigating, is that okay?"

The female voice continued to sound.

"You want me to cooperate with the investigation? What's the matter?"

Yang Fang felt wary.

Could it be that the police have already started traveling through time?

"There is a fight case here, your name is involved, and a prisoner has identified you. Please come as soon as possible!"

"A fight? Could it be a mistake?"

"You should give it a try first. If you really make a mistake, we will clear your name."

The woman continued.

"Well, that's good."

Yang Fang responded.

His heart became solemn.

Fighting and fighting are just bullshit, right?

Most likely the police knew about the time travel.

But even if he knew, what could he do? He had never done anything illegal. In the other world, he was just an ordinary little drugstore shopkeeper.

Yang Fang gritted his teeth and decided to go to the police station to have a look.

The calls are coming to your door, you can't just hide away if you want to.

Hiding at this time will only make it more troublesome.

He put on his shoes and hurried outside. He stopped a taxi on the road and rushed directly to the police station.

Within Fang City, there were four police stations alone, and the other party designated him to go to Changbei District.

Changbei District is more than 20 minutes away from his residence by car.

Along the way, Yang Fang looked at the busy traffic outside the window, and his thoughts were far away.

Finally, more than 20 minutes later, the taxi successfully stopped at the Changbei District Police Station.

Yang put down the taxi, looked at the police station in front of him with a puzzled look, and walked over.

At the gate, two young police detectives were holding photos and looking at the intersection.

Soon, someone discovered Yang Fang, and after careful comparison, two police detectives walked over quickly.

"Are you Mr. Yang Fang?"

one of the young police detectives asked.

"Yes, I just received a call asking me to come here to cooperate with the investigation."

Yang Fang nodded, his heart becoming more solemn.

"Oh, please just come with me."

The young police detective smiled and immediately led Yang Fang towards the interior of Changbei Superintendent of Police.

Yang Fang was silent all the way and followed behind him quietly.

After the two passed through the alarm area at the front desk, they directly entered a building at the back. After swiping the elevator card, they immediately pressed the button to the fifth floor area.

Along the way, the young police detective kept smiling and said nothing.

After a while, the elevator opened and entered a corridor.

"Mr. Yang Fang, please come into room 501."

The young police detective signaled, smiled, got off the elevator alone, and left the place.

501?

Yang Fang was silent for a moment and looked up.

I quickly found the room number and gently opened the door.

I saw that there were already densely packed thirty or forty people sitting in the room.

Some were talking in low voices, some had excited faces, and some had gloomy faces.

When they noticed someone pushing the door open, they immediately turned around with a smile on their face.

"A new person is here!"

One of the bald middle-aged men laughed.

"Newcomers, go and sign in!"

"Congratulations to the newbie on finding the organization!"

Others also laughed.

Yang Fang's head was pounding.

It was exactly what he guessed!

This kind of thing is destined to be impossible to hide.

However, this journey was extremely confidential. Except for the two police detectives we met at the door at the beginning, no other police detectives were seen.

Even the police detective who sent him here did not have the right to enter 501, but quickly left.

"Doctor Yang, it's you, you. Are you here too?"

A voice of surprise came from the crowd.

Yang Fang turned around and saw Fang Ting, a young nurse with a happy face in the crowd, who seemed extremely excited.

"Well, yes, what a coincidence."

Yang Fang nodded slightly awkwardly.

"Is your name Yang Fang? Your nickname in the group is [Sui Yuan]?"

A middle-aged man in a black suit held a notebook and began to hand it to Yang Fang to sign in, "By the way, what is your identity over there? Make a note of it too."

Yang Fang nodded lightly and immediately wrote it down in his notebook.

Shopkeeper of Wanchunpu.

The middle-aged man glanced at it, nodded slightly, and said, "Okay, please find a place to sit down first."

Yang Fang nodded slightly and found a location towards the rear area.

"Brother, what is your identity in the other world? I am the little leader of Dongfang of the Sanhe Gang!"

The bald man from before suddenly smiled.

The others all gathered around curiously and began to introduce themselves.

"I am the deputy manager of the Aoki Gang."

"I work at the Mongolian Chamber of Commerce and am also a deputy manager."

"Brother, what do you do?"

"I am just a small shopkeeper of the Black Tiger Gang. I am in charge of a small pharmacy called Wanchun Shop."

Yang Fang said.

"Wanchunpu? I don't think I've heard of it. By the way, didn't the Black Tiger Gang run away this time?"

"Yeah, I heard that the leader of the Black Tiger Gang ran away with his people overnight. Didn't you follow him?"

Everyone was curious.

"No, I am too weak and timid, so I have been hiding underground."

Yang Fang responded.

"What grade are you in?"

The bald middle-aged man asked.

"Early stage of second grade!"

Yang Fang said.

"Only second grade? That's really too weak!"

"Yes, the second grade is too weak. It must be because I was not willing to spend money before."

"The strongest in our group are all at the peak of the third level."

"By the way, that [Tongtian Cult Leader] should be the strongest time traveler in our city, a fifth-grade master!"

"It's not just the fifth grade, but unfortunately there is also the sixth grade. If we invite each other here this time, we will definitely be able to get through the difficulties!"

"Did you all receive calls from the police too?"

Yang Fang asked curiously.

"That's not true. Several people were invited in person. Moreover, this is not the police. This is a special operations department. It is not under the control of the police. It does not belong to any department. It is directly under the control of the state. Do you understand?"

A young man whispered.

"Special Operations?"

Yang Fang said to himself.

It seems that this should be an organization specially established by the country to deal with time-travel incidents.

"So the police won't investigate us in the future?"

Yang Fang asked.

"Definitely not. From now on, I have nothing to do with the police."

Others spoke one after another.

Yang Fang was slightly silent.

No matter what, he still wanted to stick to his previous plan.

Let’s reduce the sense of presence to a minimum first.

With the current chaos in the Black Iron settlement, it is useless for anyone to come, they can only rely on themselves!

Moreover, the crossing locations are different. Can people from the national department travel to the Black Iron settlement?

Chapter 3 is here!

Please recommend, please vote!
Chapter completed!