Looking at the elderly man opposite him and his gray hair, Luo Yu was stunned for a moment.

A feeling of guilt arises naturally.

Blame yourself for what you did before.

"Don't worry, senior!"

"I must stay in this interrogation room."

"I will definitely not cause trouble to our Mo Pavilion!"

The expression is solemn and loud.

It seems that what I am doing now is a very meaningful thing.

"Good kid, good kid."

"I'm wronged."

Looking at Luo Yu, Yuan Qingshan's eyes were a little wet. He wiped them with his sleeves, then he slowly walked out of the door of the interrogation room, and thoughtfully helped Luo Yu close it, and put three locks outside.

The moment he turned around and left, his expression returned to normal.

"Stay at him for the next period of time!"

"He also uses the equipment for the interrogation room to isolate energy."

"Check daily meals well to avoid food poisoning."

"If he suddenly twitches, foams at his mouth, or experiences any other injuries, don't take him to the hospital."

"Call me here directly. I have studied medicine and I will personally treat him!"

"Don't make the kind of low-level mistakes that call the doctor over, and the result is an enemy."

Yuan Qingshan said to the member of the dark pavilion beside him as he walked.

The staff of the Dark Pavilion looked at Yuan Qingshan's back and said with a slight : "What you said, the above has already explained it once."

"The Lord of the Pavilion left an explanation before leaving and said..."

"If nothing happens, don't run to our secret pavilion. It's not appropriate."

"The Education Department is to catch education, not fugitives."

Yuan Qingshan's body stiffened, and his expression became unnatural for a moment.

A light cough relieves the embarrassment.

"I am sharing your worries for you, do you understand?"

"The old ghost is not here, your dark pavilion has no leader. I won't help him take care of him. What if something goes wrong?"

"Do you really think I'm willing to get involved in this?"

"ridiculous!"

Yuan Qingshan was filled with righteous indignation, and then he saw Qi Changshan walking towards the door with his hands on his back.

"Look, this old guy can come."

"Why can't I?"

Yuan Qingshan was stammering his neck, looking angry.

Qi Changshan looked at him and smiled slightly: "Sorry, I just resigned from the position of Minister of the Propaganda Department. I am currently the leader of the Unknown Pavilion."

“Have any opinions?”

He looked at Yuan Qingshan with a show of flaunts: "If you have nothing to do, hurry up and go out. Why are you here to take a walk in our secret pavilion? Is it a waste of your time?"

"Tell you, come again, just treat you as an undercover agent in the cult."

Listening to Qi Changshan's words, Yuan Qingshan was stunned.

Just looking at him silently.

After a long time...

"You haven't even gotten into the deputy cabinet leader?"

Yuan Qingshan was shocked.

Qi Changshan raised his chin slightly: "At least, I can interrogate, investigate and arrest people."

"You can only shout to the students every day in the office."

"Oh..."

"Go and go, don't affect our work in the dark pavilion."

Pushing Yuan Qingshan's shoulders, Yuan Qingshan's face was dull, and directly pushed the person out and closed the door.

"This old guy, that's stupid."

"I am still Qijue after all. Even if I am a team leader, can anyone else be instructed to touch me?"

A trace of something barely smiled appeared on Qi Changshan's cold face.

"A guy has called me."

"Wang Kai, the network administrator of Xinhe Network, is also a cult."

"Second awakening."

"You arrange for someone to go there."

The door of an interrogation room opened, and a member of the Dark Pavilion shook the blood beads on his hands and said casually.

"Catch people?"

"I'll go!"

"I'm idle!"

Qi Changshan's eyes moved slightly, and he turned around without hesitation, pushed open the dungeon gate and left.

Steps are fast.

I was afraid that I would be unable to take a few minutes, and this good thing would not be my turn.

He can examine prisoners and catch bad guys every day.

This kind of day...

Compared to drinking tea in the office, it is so happy.

After glancing at Yuan Qingshan, who was still doubting his life in the distance, he sneered and felt better.

...

"My uncle is finally back!"

"After running around outside for a long time, I feel friendly when I look at the school gate!"

"Even the air is fragrant...dish..."

Zhao Zicheng took the lead in getting out of the car, stretched his hands, closed his eyes, enjoyed his face, and took a deep breath.

A faint sour smell came.

His face turned pale.

"Fuck, what's the matter!"

Zhao Zicheng opened his eyes and looked aside.

A boy who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a thin body, a dark face, a short and ragged dress, was standing next to the Mo Academy in a daze.

Looking at the plaque quietly.

Hearing Zhao Zicheng's shout, the boy's eyes shrank with instinctive fear, rubbed his fingers constantly, and retreated.

Zhao Zicheng was stunned.

"What's wrong?"

Sun Wen and his friends walked out of the car and asked in confusion as they looked at Zhao Zicheng.

Then his eyes also fell on the child.

Being watched by a group of people, the boy became even more cowardly. He took a few steps back and sat on the steps across the road, holding his knees with his hands, but his eyes were still looking at the gate of Mo Academy.

"hiss..."

"I feel like this kid has a story..."

Zhao Zicheng murmured to himself.

Sun Wen curled his lips: "It seems that you are no more than one or two years older than him, so just call them a child?"

"I'm called old-fashioned!"

Zhao Zicheng muttered and walked into the Mo Academy.
To be continued...