As the saying goes, old people become shrewd.
Zhang Debiao was a little anxious.
He was 60 years old this year.
Although he had exceeded the age limit, such requirements were not strict in small places, so he was still the village chief of Randengsi Village.
In his life, he had been a village cadre since he was in his twenties. He had been through wind and rain and met countless people, so he had a pair of eyes that could see through the world.
At first, they came to Li Hua's family because the other party did show their official letter and was led by a city policeman.
But now, he also faintly felt that there was something wrong with this group of people.
"Comrade, please show me your official letter again."
Zhang Debiao stood up and said with a serious expression.
"Uncle, haven't I seen it before?"
The city policeman who led the team asked in surprise.
Zhang Debiao said, "I'm old and dim-sighted, so I may not have seen it clearly. Is there a problem? “
The middle-aged man with rotten teeth in the black bowler hat did not change his expression. He took out a certificate and an official letter from his arms and handed them over.
Zhang Debiao took the certificate and the official letter and looked at them carefully. Then, he raised them to the light outside the door and looked at them carefully again. He studied them over and over again, trying to find fault with them. But based on his experience, they were really not forged.
"Come and have a look. See it clearly."
Zhang Debiao handed the certificate to the leading policeman.
The policeman was called Xiao Zhu, a college student from Randengsi Village. Of course, he obeyed the old village chief's words and did not dare to neglect them. He took the certificate, looked at it carefully, and nodded. "Uncle, there's really no problem."
Zhang Debiao returned the certificate and the official letter.
He winked at Li Hua and said directly, "I'm outside the door. If there's anything, just call me."
Li Mu smiled in his heart.
That's right.
It was still the same recipe.
It was still the same taste.
The old village chief was still the tough guy in his previous life who could be persuaded but not cowed. In order to protect the interests of the villagers, he would not give face to anyone.
In Li Mu's memory, in his previous life, Randengsi Village was targeted by many real estate developers because it was close to the urban area and had beautiful scenery. It was backed by the Qinling Mountains, a big oxygen bar, with a beautiful environment and little smog. They wanted to carry out destructive development around Randengsi Temple. Several times, forklifts were driven into the village, but the old village chief led some people to beat them out.
Unfortunately, due to the manipulation of the higher-ups, the old village chief was forcibly dismissed on the grounds of his young age. A few village cadres were appointed and signed the development contract behind the villagers' backs, causing Randengsi Village to face the fate of being forcibly demolished. The villagers objected, but several of them were injured by the demolition team. In the end, in a fit of rage, the old village chief directly bumped into the excavator that was about to demolish the century-old memorial arch at the entrance of the village …
The death of the old Village Chief alarmed the higher-ups.
In the end, the village leader who betrayed the interests of the villagers was removed from his position and the contract was terminated.
It had to be said that this was a tragedy.
The people of Randengsi Village had been in mourning for three days and three nights, and the old faker had also presided over the religious ceremony.
These memories were somewhat vague.
Because at that time, Li Mu was still a little young and just an ordinary person.
When he saw the old Village Chief again in this life, Li Mu secretly swore in his heart that since the old faker did not intervene in the last life, in this life, he must not let the tragedy of the old Village Chief happen again.
As his thoughts flowed, he returned to the present.
Li Mu watched the old Village Chief walk out. He could sense that the old man was really stubbornly standing ten meters outside the gate.
The middle-aged man in the black bowler hat glanced at the policeman Xiao Zhu and said, "Little comrade, you also know which unit I come from. What we're going to talk about next involves state secrets, so you have to leave."
Xiao Zhu looked a little embarrassed.
Because the old Village Chief had given him a lot of hints just now, asking him to stay here.
"What's wrong? You little comrade at the grass-roots level don't even abide by the organization's discipline?" the middle-aged man in the black bowler hat said lightly.
He had no choice but to walk out slowly.
In the yard, there were only the middle-aged man in the black bowler hat and four other attendants in black slim-fit suits.
He waved his hand gently.
The others might not have noticed it, but Li Mu clearly knew that a faint power had enveloped the whole yard.
Even if there was a huge commotion in the courtyard, the old village chief and the policeman, Xiao Zhu, would not be able to detect the slightest movement outside.
This was not a tactical formation.
Of course, it was not a domain.
It was a kind of external release of internal force and genuine energy.
It was a very superficial technique.
"Okay, now we can have a good talk."
The middle-aged man in the black bowler hat glanced at Li Hua and his family, not paying attention to Li Mu and Li Jianzhen. His eyes fell on the two adults, or more accurately, on Aunt Yun. He said, "Let me get straight to the point. My name is Zeng Jiankong, and I belong to the Heavenly Palace of Huaxia. I am a team leader of the Seventh Special Action Group of the Heavenly Palace's Shaanxi branch."
Li Hua and Aunt Yun looked at each other.
They had never heard of this department.
Neither had Li Mu.
Last time when Qin Baxuan and the others attacked, Li Mu noticed a Dragon Group hidden in the dark.
He thought that this middle-aged man called Zeng Jiankong would be a member of the Dragon Group.
Unexpectedly, he was not.
Seeing the blank expressions on the four people's faces, Zeng Jiankong smiled faintly, revealing his trademark black and yellow teeth.
This reaction was within his expectations.
"Let me explain. The Heavenly Palace of Huaxia is a special department that belongs to the highest department. It specializes in dealing with mutants and ancient warriors within the country. It deals with cases caused by mutants and ancient warriors who possess supernatural powers." After saying that, Zeng Jiankong stared at Aunt Yun and said, "Now that I have explained it, you should understand, right?"
Aunt Yun subconsciously looked at Li Mu.
Li Mu's eyes widened. He really looked like a four-year-old child.
"Team Leader Zeng, why have you come to us?"
Aunt Yun asked without batting an eyelid.
"A straightforward person does not resort to insinuations," Zeng Jiankong said. "The two of you are from Kunlun, right? Two months ago, on the fourth of September, there was a murder at the entrance of a Meijia supermarket in the Jintai District. The victims were three supermarket security guards, and the perpetrator was an ancient martial arts expert. After that, there was another murder in a courtyard on the embankment road of the Wei River. The victims were three generations of a family, a total of five people. The perpetrator was also an ancient martial arts expert. You should know about these two matters. "
Aunt Yun did not say anything.
Li Hua and Li Jianzhen also did not dare to say anything at this time.
Li Mu minded his own business and stroked the dog.
The originally wet black puppy was now dry and warm. It stuck out its pink tongue and gratefully licked Li Mu's palm.
"Hehe, since you are not saying anything, I will take that as a silent agreement." Zeng Jiankong grinned. The faint white breath that came out of his mouth carried a faint smell of rotting corpses. He said, "The purpose of our visit this time is very simple. We just want to know where the murderers went."
"How would we know where they went?"
Li Jianzhen could not help retorting again.
"Hehe …"
Zeng Jiankong smiled faintly and said, "Children should not interrupt when adults are talking."
"You …" Li Jianzhen could not help retorting.
What did a seven or eight-year-old child know about the seriousness of the matter?
It was the most childish time to talk.
Moreover, Zeng Jiankong's breath made Li Jianzhen feel very uncomfortable. She felt like vomiting.
But Aunt Yun still raised her hand to stop her stepson.
She said, "You don't need to investigate this matter. They are all dead."
Zeng Jiankong's pupils shrank. He said, "All dead?"
Aunt Yun nodded. "Yes."
"How did they die?"
"I killed them."
"You?"
"Well, didn't you just say that? I came from Kunlun. You know what kind of place Kunlun is, so you naturally know that I have the ability to kill ancient warriors. "Aunt Yun said lightly.
Zeng Jiankong let out a long breath and said, "Just as I expected."
"Why did you kill them?" He asked again.
Aunt Yun said, "I believe Team Leader Zeng does not know about the Jianghu grudges in Kunlun, so it is difficult to explain. As far as I know, China's official organizations have never been involved in the grudges and killings of non-human Arcana realms. Moreover, the laws of ordinary people do not apply to ancient warriors. Why, does Team Leader Zeng want to get involved in this matter? "
Zeng Jiankong slowly raised his hand.
Both of his hands were covered in black custom-made leather gloves.
The long-sleeved gloves completely covered his wrists.
"This is going to be difficult."
He tapped the table lightly with his fingers and said, "Of course, we won't get involved in the feud between the ancient martial arts experts in the Non-Human World Mystery Land. But this time, it just happened to involve the deaths and injuries of ordinary people. Two murder cases, eight lives. We can't just sit back and do nothing.
Aunt Yun said, "The culprit is already dead. What else do you want?"
Zeng Jiankong smiled slightly.
A mouthful of yellowish black teeth set off his pale and slippery face. He looked like a corpse that had just crawled out of a pool of formalin and suddenly smiled hideously.
"How about this? You come with me to the provincial capital, to the branch of the Divine Palace, and explain this matter in detail. We can also find a way to file the case. What do you think? After all, I don't have enough power to make a final decision on this matter. "
He looked at Aunt Yun.
Now he was sure that the person from Kunlun was this woman.
Aunt Yun slightly frowned.
After thinking for a while, she nodded and agreed.
After all, she would live in Randengsi Village as an ordinary person from now on. Therefore, it was necessary to cooperate with the official forces when necessary, which could save her a lot of unnecessary trouble.
"A wise choice."
Zeng Jiankong breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he took out a pair of custom-made handcuffs and said, "But before we go, please put on these handcuffs.
But before we go, please put on these handcuffs. "
"Huh? What do you mean? "Aunt Yun's expression changed.
A trace of imperceptible sharpness also flashed in his eyes. u
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