Muye village, police department.

Yuzhi boyao sat on the chair in the office, holding a pen in his hand and writing repeatedly on a piece of white paper.

Now this time.

His brain is very messy

"It was made by Tuan Zang!"

Yuzhi boyao thought of it in advance. After all, when the three generations insisted on handing over the investigation power to Tuan Zang, he felt very strange.

It makes sense.

Cases in Muye village, large and small.

It's all handled by the police department.

It has nothing to do with the root in charge of Tuan Zang.

But.

Three generations at that time.

The right to investigate missing persons should be handed over to Tuan Zang.

Yuzhi boyao had some doubts at that time, but he still didn't ask.

With the continuous fermentation of public opinion and the death of three people in a row, the right to investigate was returned to the police department.

Since then.

Yuzhi boyao kept an eye on Tuan Zang and vaguely felt that the matter was related to Tuan Zang.

But.

Doubt is one thing.

It's another thing when you're sure.

"How can we explain this to the village?"

Yu Zhibo Yao has a headache. As a member of the Yu Zhibo family, he is arrogant. He doesn't care to lie and doesn't want to cheat.

But it's not that simple.

Standing in the position of the captain of the police department, he can see more things that others can't see.

A lot of question marks appeared in his head.

"What is the purpose of Tuan Zang's case of missing persons?"

Yuzhi boyao racked his brains and couldn't understand why Tuan Zang did this.

What is the motive?

Do the missing people have any grudges with the regiment?

"What makes me most confused is... What role did the three generations play here?"

Yuzhi boyao suddenly felt brain pain.

Now it's not just a simple case.

It also involves the political problems of the village.

If not handled properly.

He may put the yuzhibo family on the opposite side of the village, but he failed to achieve the appropriate effect.

"Captain!"

At this time, a hurried cry sounded and clearly spread to Yuzhi boyao's ears.

Then.

A ninja of yuzhibo family dressed in Muye police department hurried in, looking flustered and panting.

"What happened?"

Yu Zhibo Yao fixed his eyes and looked at the members of the police department in front of him, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Si Xian..."

The member of the police department immediately said a name, but he took a few heavy breaths before he said the next words. Obviously, he ran too fierce and was out of breath just now.

"What happened to Si Xian?"

Yuzhi boyao asked again and again, and his foreboding was stronger.

"Si Xian is dead!"

The member of the police department said in a deep voice, with deep compassion in his tone.

"What?!"

Yu Zhibo stood up from the original place with his eyes wide open. The dark pupil was instantly transformed into three gouyu's wheel eyes, and a strong wave appeared in his inner emotion.

"What's going on?"

Yuzhi boyao clenched his hands into fists, and his anger kept rising.

He and Sixian are very good partners.

We meet once in a while.

Although it's a subpoena every time, there's no unnecessary nonsense and it's not a friend.

But when he knew that Sixian had died, his anger was already burning.

"Here's the thing..."

The member of Muye police department began to narrate, and now he has calmed down.

"When our team members were patrolling through the streets, they heard a scream."

"Then we rushed there immediately."

"When we arrived, there was only a pool of blood on the ground and a hazelnut trapped in the ground."

"Through the scream and special signs, we searched for the temple Yin, but we didn't find any news about the temple Yin."

"It's almost certain now..."

"Si Xian was killed!"

The members of the police department repeated the original process.

They didn't see Si Xian killed, just by inference.

But.

Yuzhi boyao knew very well that there would be no accident.

"I see."

Yuzhi boyao nodded, and his heart calmed down a lot.

Temple Yin just sent him a message, which said that Tuan Zang was behind the scenes.

Then Sixian died.

How could there be such a coincidence in the world.

"Zhicun Tuan Zang!"

Yuzhi boyao's bloody eyes twinkled with angry eyes. Although he had no evidence, he could be sure that Tuan Zang did the death of Sixian!

"I'm going to see the third generation!"

Yuzhi boyao stepped out directly and walked out of the office of the police department.

If he was still considering the pros and cons of exposing the group's possession just now.

Now, stimulated by the death of Sixian, he has made a firm decision to fight Tuan Zang to the end!

……

After Qingyu finished writing the scroll, he put it in his arms and began to write other scrolls.

Now the contents of the scroll.

Has become an excerpt of the experience.

Time passed minute by minute.

gradually.

It's getting late.

The sound of shoes rubbing against the ground sounded outside the door.

A man walked to the archives, stood at the door and looked at Qingyu who was taking notes. His eyes were full of appreciation.

This man is Sonny Eaton, the captain of the torture department.

After finishing today's torture work, sennaieaton specially came to see how Qingyu studied.

He has never seen any team member since he climbed to the position of head of torture department. He loves the work of the Department and is willing to study further.

"Captain Eaton!"

Qingyu doesn't seem to feel sennai Eaton's gaze. He suddenly finds the existence of the latter and suddenly shows a nervous look.

"I just came to see you. Don't be nervous. These books are good for you." Sonnaiton said with a smile.

"Well, I'm a little tired today. I'll come back after I finish my work tomorrow." Qingyu closes the book above and rolls up the scroll again.

"Oh? Are you coming tomorrow? " As soon as Sonny Eaton's eyes lit up, he immediately thought of his green years in the torture department. He tortured and interrogated every day and came to the interrogation room to learn skills at night.

"Yes, Captain Eaton, I plan to come here to study and improve my ability after I finish my work every day!" Qingyu nodded and said firmly.

"Very good!"

Sennaieaton clapped his hands and praised Qingyu's words.

"You can come every day in the future!"

"But..."

"Remember."

"You can't see any of the files in here!"

"Do you understand?"

Sennai Eaton warned seriously that there are too many secrets of Muye village recorded in these files, which can not be easily known.

of course.

There are seals on the files.

Qingyu can't open it if she wants to.

But.

He still wants to emphasize it.

"I see."

Qingyu immediately answered and showed a very honest appearance. Now what he created is a quiet and down-to-earth ordinary office worker.