The next day, it was dawn. Li Wei got up early.

As soon as the pheasant kingfisher crowed in the mountains, Li Wei woke up from his sleep.

The long night is hard to see, but it is short.

"I hope that the bright moon will never sink tonight. I will sink into a beautiful dream and will not wake up."

Li Wei looked at the rising sun, but knew that the bright moon would not set and this beautiful dream would not wake up.

Li Wei, who got up early, did not suck the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but went directly to the kitchen to cook.

A single dog's cooking skills cannot be said to be bad, or even very good.

White-cut chicken, braised meat, soup with eggplant, spinach...

Li Wei prepared these dishes in an orderly manner, as well as two bottles of rice wine and a glass of Coke.

When all the dishes were brought to the pavilion, Li Wei sat and waited.

Not long after, a white tiger's soul landed down, holding up two girls, one big and one little.

"Big White Cat, thank you!"

Jiang Nianjia kissed Mr. Baishan.

Bai Shanjun scratched his head and said.

"Aowu...no, Meow meow. No thanks."

Jiang Xiaocen, who was standing beside him, looked at the interaction between his daughter and Bai Shanjun and smiled with relief.

Although I have never seen my daughter laugh or happy before my death, I am moved now and I have seen her, which has fulfilled a regret during my lifetime.

My daughter's smile is so brilliant and so beautiful.

"Come on, this is the dish I prepared. If you try it, maybe the craftsmanship is not very good." Li Wei smiled slightly.

The translucent Jiang Xiaocen looked at the table in front of her, which was her favorite meal during her lifetime.

I used to eat this kind of meal during festivals...

"Sure enough, it's different from the taste in the dream. It's true that what's in the dream is still in the dream."

Jiang Xiaocen stewed the food and ate it.

"cheers."

"cheers."

Li Wei and Jiang Xiaocen were able to drink each other, and they raised their heads and drank a glass of rice wine.

By the time they put down their wine glass, Jiang Xiaocen and Jiang Nianjia were gone, and their souls had dissipated from the world, and the dust returned to the soil, and went to where they should go.

Whether it is ice cola or white wine, they can't drink it at all.

......

At this time, in the Municipal Public Security Bureau, Wang Haiqiang was talking to the leader and the director about his work.

After reading Wang Haiqiang's report, the leader frowned.

"Are you sure you want to report this?"

"I'm sure." Wang Haiqiang nodded.

"This... I can't report it to you." After looking at it, the director put down the paper in his hand and said, "It's a female ghost who hung the street lights of those human traffickers?"

"Yes."

"If you insist on reporting according to this information... it cannot be made public. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Wang Haiqiang said persistently. He understood what it means to not be publicly announced, which means that he would not be rewarded after he made great contributions to the case that the human trafficker group cracked the case.

There are no promotions and salary increases.

"Why do you have to?" the director sighed.

"For the truth."

Wang Haiqiang also sighed: "I can't cover up such a truth. You... won't blame me."

In fact, Wang Haiqiang was once struggling. Should he take revenge on everything he knew and take revenge on evil spirits? This reason he thought was ridiculous before was actually used...

"Not you blame me, I know that's the kind of personality you have."

The director put down the information in his hand and said to the back of the door: "Come in, come and talk to him."

With a click, the door opened and a middle-aged man with a national-shaped face in a suit and tie came in. The middle-aged man with a national-shaped face was majestic and felt a sense of oppression when he stood.

What a straight look... What a good guy, Wang Haiqiang called him good guy.

"Hello."

"Hello."

"I am from the 'Beijing'." The middle-aged man with a national font smiled slightly.

Capital?

Wang Haiqiang was a little confused. Why did he introduce himself as a Beijinger? He knew that Beijinger was awesome, so the extra points for the college entrance examination were...wait.

Wang Hai thought strongly.

In order to maintain mysticality and deterrence, China's national intelligence and security department has no specific name, so people from outside use the capital to call this mysterious security intelligence department.

"Mr. Bai, please trouble you." The director went out after informing him.

"It's okay."

The big man sat opposite Wang Haiqiang, held his chin with both hands, and stared at Wang Haiqiang straight.

Wang Haiqiang felt a little uncomfortable.

"Officer Wang, do you think I'm here to talk to you for the sake of?"

"In order to... win me over into the Dragon Group?" Wang Haiqiang's expression was three points of excitement and seven points of restraint.

If we develop according to the usual rules, this kind of encounter with a magical event and then the top leaders come to him who have experienced strange things...

Mr. Bai said strangely.

"What is this... Dragon Group?"

"Uh...that is, it's specialized in handling supernatural events...what...."

Wang Haiqiang felt that he was getting more and more embarrassed as he spoke, but now he could only hold his head straight.

As long as he is not embarrassed, the other party is embarrassed.

However, Mr. Bai just smiled awkwardly and then explained: "Officer Wang, what is your police's responsibility?"

"Catch the bad guys and maintain order."

“Maintain order.”

Mr. Bai picked the following sentence and said: "This is the key point, in order to maintain the normal operation of our human society."

"People in the transportation department do not maintain traffic, and there will be car accidents and the traffic system will be in chaos."

"You criminal police officers do not uphold the law and arrest bad people, and they will do things recklessly. Similarly, social order will be in chaos."

"The official department exists to maintain order, and behind it, there are countless people who actuate what to do, how much is the cost of doing this... If you set up a special department, there is no advantage in terms of cost."

"So Mr. Bai, do you want to say... do those supernatural events pose a threat to order?" Wang Haiqiang couldn't help but say: "Can't the monsters and ghosts affect order yet..."

At least Wang Haiqiang thinks this is the case.

At this time, Mr. Bai said.

"Indeed, if you look at the monsters and ghosts alone, it is enough to make people subvert the world view, but you must know that these supernatural events are not as many as you imagined. Even the grudges you encounter this time have happened by chance. There are more places where tragic things happen, and more people do evil things, and they will not attract revenge on the grudges."

“The most important thing is…”

Mr. Bai pointed at the work on Wang Haiqiang's waist - the police-equipped pistol.

"He's quicker than ten steps."

"Within ten steps?"
Chapter completed!