The originally lively meal suddenly became quiet because of Lu Caiwei's words.
Everyone knows that now is not the time for joking and chatting, because something serious is coming to your door.
Although it is said that people cannot understand their sorrows and joys, Lu Caiwei is a friend of Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong after all. When her friends' friends are in trouble, she is still smiling here. That is rude and uncultured.
Everyone fell silent, and Long Feicheng couldn't sit still.
He asked: "What exactly happened?"
Yan Shou glanced at Long Feicheng, his eyes seemed to say: I know your kid is determined to be evil, that's all, I'll give you a chance, you show it!
Long Feicheng and Yan Shouyi also had a tacit understanding of "brothers". He took a few tissues from Lu Caiwei's side, handed them to her and said, "Speak slowly, don't be in a hurry."
Lu Caiwei raised her head, took the tissue with tears in her eyes, and glanced at Long Feicheng gratefully.
It has to be said that although Long Feicheng has a naughty personality and is always ungrateful, he has matured a lot during this period of time practicing outside with Yan Shouyi.
Today, he is no longer the little security guard at Shanghang Art School, but a "prodigal son" who has seen strong winds and waves.
Lu Caiwei wiped her tears and said: "I don't know much about the specific situation. My dad never likes to let his work affect the family, especially me, so before my dad was haunted by evil spirits and fell ill, I didn't even
Know about the anonymous letter."
"At the beginning of my father's illness, he just had a cold and a fever. Later, it became more and more serious. He was bedridden and even had hallucinations. He always said that there were strangers in the house. We went to several hospitals, but even the director couldn't figure out the reason. Later,
Only then did I learn about the anonymous letter, and then I realized that my father might be haunted by evil spirits."
Lin Zitong said anxiously: "Since you found out that it is haunted by evil spirits, why don't you contact me quickly?"
"You were in the imperial mausoleum a few days ago." Xia Zhi explained helpfully.
Yan Shouyi frowned: "Far water can't save a nearby fire. It's really useless to contact us at that time, but Officer Xia Zhi should also know people from the Lushan Sect. Wouldn't it be faster to ask them to take action?"
Xia Zhi sighed and looked unhappy: "I went to the masters of Lushan Sect specifically for this, but they... refused to take action."
"What?!"
Everyone was shocked. How could the Lushan Sect refuse to take action?
You must know that the Lushan Sect is a local sect in Rongcheng, and maintaining the safety of the people in Rongcheng is their primary responsibility.
Moreover, if the problem can really be solved, the Lushan Sect will be loved by the people in the future, and its popularity will be even stronger.
Not to mention Xia Zhi's acquaintance with the disciples of Lushan Sect and the special status of Lu Caiwei's father.
Yan Shouyi really couldn't think of any reason why they could refuse to help.
The smart Lin Zitong suddenly narrowed her eyes and thought of a possibility: "Could it be Lu Xin who intervened?"
"It's possible." Yan Shouyi nodded slightly. It is said that Lu Xin has now joined the Lushan sect and is taking advantage of Lujing.
This also means that as long as Lu Xin doesn't nod, no one from the Lushan faction will dare to save Lu Caiwei's father.
"What a bastard!"
Long Feicheng couldn't help but cursed: "This Lu Xin is really nothing. Brother Yan, let's kill the Lushan sect right now!"
Luo Ning glared at him angrily: "Instead of killing the Lushan sect and asking Lu Xin why he didn't take action, it is better to save the people first and relieve the urgent need."
"...You're right." Long Feicheng calmed down.
Lu Caiwei didn't know what Yan Shouyi and the others were discussing, but when she thought of her bedridden father, she couldn't help but shed tears:
"My dad is getting weaker day by day. The doctors are helpless and asked us to prepare for his funeral..."
Lin Ruofu said at this time: "I have some friendship with Lao Lu. If only I had known his situation earlier... Shouyi, Zitong, if you are not tired, go and visit Lao Lu quickly."
"Um."
As soon as Yan Shou agreed, the food could be eaten at any time, but if the opportunity to save people was missed, it would be gone.
He immediately said: "Lao Jin, can you do it?"
Lao Jin touched the few hairs left on his head and said, "How can a man say no?"
As the only middle-aged man in the team, Lao Jin is stubborn and will never give in.
"Okay, let's all eat here. I'll take Lao Jin over to take a look." Yan Shou paused and then patted Long Feicheng on the shoulder, "What are you doing so stupidly? You should follow."
Others don't have to go to visit Lu Caiwei's father, but Long Feicheng has to go. Yan Shouyi is helping him create opportunities to increase his favorability.
Long Feicheng calmed down, nodded, and said seriously: "Do you want to bring the Weiwei Sword?"
He was worried that he would encounter some monsters and ghosts this time, so it might be safer to bring the Weiwei Sword with him.
But he completely forgot that the sword was named after Lu Caiwei.
Lu Caiwei on the side was stunned: "What sword?"
"ah?……"
When Long Feicheng came back to his senses, his previous mature appearance was instantly gone, and he mumbled nervously: "It's just...just a sword."
With that said, he hurried to the corner and carried his Weiwei Sword behind his back.
Yan Shouyi consoled him: "The trouble shouldn't be big, maybe Xiaolong you can solve it yourself."
This kind of small scene did not require everyone to take action, so Yan Shouyi also left Lin Zitong at the Yonghe Meeting.
Although Lin Zitong also wanted to help her best friend solve the problem, she was the master after all, and she couldn't let all the masters leave and leave the guests to eat.
So the task of entertaining and arranging everyone was left to Lin Zitong. Yan Shouyi took Long Feicheng and Lao Jin out of the private room with Lu Caiwei and Xia Zhi.
The five of them walked downstairs to the parking lot at the entrance of the Lama Temple, and piled into the police car driven by policewoman Xia Zhi.
There was a smell of cigarette smoke in the car, which was unavoidable in public cars. Fortunately, after getting on the bus, the girly body fragrance on Lu Caiwei and Xia Zhi diluted the cigarette smell a lot.
Xia Zhi started the car and drove out of the parking lot while saying, "Bureau Lu is at the municipal hospital now."
"Has anything strange happened in Rongcheng recently?" Yan Shouyi asked casually.
Xia Zhi likes to discuss these things with Yan Shouyi, because before Yan Shouyi left Rongcheng, she had several strange cases in her hands. It was only after Yan Shouyi's suggestions that she achieved major breakthroughs and caught the murderer.
.
Some cases may seem strange, but they are actually man-made. Yan Shouyi did not need to come forward, he just discovered a few details through reasoning, and after reminding Xia Zhi, Xia Zhi suddenly understood.
She replied: "Since the Ping An Building was cleared and the Ghost King Family was destroyed, the security in Rongcheng has been much better. Murder cases rarely occur. Even if they do, the cases are very simple and can be solved within a day or two."
Yan Shou nodded. When he flew back to Rongcheng, he discovered that Rongcheng's luck was much better than before.
There are many factors that affect a city's luck. In addition to geography and feng shui, some outstanding people can also affect a city's luck.
For example, if a city has a good official who can understand the sentiments of the people, the people will live and work in peace and contentment, and the city's fortune will naturally flourish.
On the contrary, if there are bullies in the city, or if there are some bad guys who dominate the sky, the people's lives will be in danger, and the city's destiny will be in chaos.
Now it seems that Rongcheng's luck is still good, but the auspicious aura is still mixed with a little bit of filth, which means that Rongcheng still has some small troubles that have not been eradicated.