Since other members of the Seventh Team of the Wind Group were not present, Du Yong's welcome banquet could only be held another day.

Cheng Yuan had no urgent or important matters, so he took Du Yong around in the morning, recognized many people, and visited the detention area, and saw many strange torture instruments.

Lunch was eaten in the cafeteria. Cheng Yuan treated her to a restaurant and made a very large table. The wine and food were very good, but it didn't cost much money. This was the welfare of the supervisors.

In the afternoon, we talked about the general process of handling cases. Cheng Yuan also made several typical cases from the archives to Du Yong to show.

Cheng Yuan is worthy of being an old man who has been in trouble for several years. He explains various rules clearly and repeatedly mentions some things that need special attention.

After talking in the afternoon, Du Yong benefited a lot and was grateful. It was no problem to make an appointment with Xiu Mu to drink together.

Cheng was still a little worried, but he was also very happy to see Du Yong not having any dandy or arrogant style of the gentry's children.

After reading the two specific cases, it was getting dark. Cheng Yuan and Du Yong made an appointment to set off the next day. There was no need to dig the Mao tomorrow, just pack up at home. The explanation and procedures were naturally handed over to Cheng Yuan.

When the shift was over, Du Yong, Cheng Yuan and Zhao Dezhu went out together.

Du Yong asked, "God of Gambling, you will set out the next day. How about you?"

Zhao Dezhu patted his chest: "Captain Liu didn't want to agree, but who am I? He would compromise in just a few words."

Du Yong smiled disdainfully: "I have been doing nothing for seven or eight days. Just say a few words today. Do you think I will believe it? You shouldn't be trolling around, right?"

Zhao Dezhuo was unsatisfied: "Isn't it a tactic to make a tantrum? To put it nicely, it's moving with emotion. I told him that I just went with him and helped our team to contact the outside world. If there is any major discovery, I will tell him in time. Also, my old man is also the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. Isn't our Dali Temple communicating with the Ministry of Revenue? I promise to go and ask about the situation tonight."

Du Yong laughed louder: "It's better to take your name."

Zhao Dezhu immediately blew his beard and stared at him, and retorted: "Aren't you the same? If it weren't for the name of the Marquis of Fengyang, could you go to Dali Temple so easily? No, you can't wait for this time, and you have been killed by those admired by Xie Caiyan."

Du Yong raised his hand to surrender.

Zhao Dezhu was a little depressed: "Actually, I made up my mind not to use the name of my old man before, but the reality is much more difficult than I imagined. It can be seen that it is more difficult for ordinary children to come forward than they imagined."

Cheng Yuan had a deep understanding of this, but he didn't care. Instead, he took it for granted: "Why don't you need to do it if you have something to do? It's just a step. The key is that you are both strong in your own foundation."

Zhao Dezhu felt better.

Du Yong changed the topic: "Where are the other people in your team, are there nine people?"

Zhao Dezhu nodded: "Except for three people who are still in the city, everyone else is on standby in the official roads outside the city. If the zombies commit crimes again, they can quickly arrive at the accident site. I think they are in trouble. They are only a thousand days old, so how can they defend against thieves for thousands of days?"

Cheng Yuan sighed: "The key is that there are no clues. Although the way to cast the net is a bit stupid, it is still a way."

Du Yongqi said: "I heard that zombies committed several cases. Didn't they even catch a zombie?"

Cheng Yuan's face was very serious: "Not to mention grabbing, I didn't even see the shadows. The current clues mainly come from the robbed merchants. They have many guards and zombies fighting, but they can't tell the reason. They are all scared. After all, they are invulnerable to swords and guns, and the martial arts path is very strange and there is no genre."

Zhao Dezhu frowned and said, "The statement that inseparable from swords and guns is very suspicious. To that extent, he must at least be a master of Jin Demog. If that kind of master commits a crime, how could he have a living person stay? The guards of those merchants are not very clever."

Cheng Yuan said seriously: "Brother Zhao has come to the point, this is the strangest thing."

Speaking of this, the three of them were speechless and did not understand the reason.

Walked to the door.

The guard Du Yong saw in the early days was still there. When he saw Du Yong and the other three walking out together, he quickly approached and greeted: "Young Master Zhao, Young Master Du, Brother!"

Cheng Yuan nodded slightly: "Cheng Feng, why are you still here? Haven't the work been confiscated yet?"

Cheng Feng said he was leaving soon.

Du Yong said curiously: "Are you two brothers?"

Cheng Yuan explained: "My clan brothers have been divided into the clan several years ago. His family originally ordered him to go to the local county town to be a yamen runner. He himself meant to come to the capital. After I heard that, I recommended it to Master Nie, but I didn't expect there was a suitable shortage."

Du Yong and Zhao Dezhu looked at each other and both felt that Cheng Yuan was not simple. He was just a civilian team leader. He was actually capable of arranging people to Dali Temple. Although he was not a big position, he was Dali Temple after all, and he was stronger than the yamen runners below. From this, it can be seen that Cheng Yuan and Nie Zhubo had a good relationship, otherwise it would not be so easy.

Zhao Dezhu looked at Cheng Feng a few times and sighed: "With Brother Cheng's talent, it's a pity to be a guard."

Cheng Feng was humble and humble: "Young Master Zhao was awarded the award. In fact, I am already very satisfied with having this position. I have suffered a lot of favors from my elder brother. I feel very embarrassed."

Cheng Yuan waved his hand: "What are your brothers doing? You should be serious when you are a good job."

Du Yong smiled and said, "In my opinion, it will be a matter of time before Brother Cheng Feng gets into the third group!"

Cheng Yuan also smiled: "Then let me borrow Ji Yan from Brother Du. If this kid can really get into the three groups in the future, I, the brother of the clan, can be considered an explanation to the elders in the family."

If you get into the three groups, you will get a job of iron. Even if you are transferred, you will at least transfer to several other temples.

This is a great achievement for young people like Cheng Feng, who are not from a prominent family.

Go home each.

After Du Yong returned, supper was ready and everyone was waiting for him.

The people who stood in line looked very respectful, which made Du Yong very uncomfortable.

Du Yong quickly wiped his hands with the hot towel sent by Zhang Yi and let everyone sit down and have a meal.

Zhang Yi looked at Du Yong's extremely cool guard uniform and slapped his horse and said, "After all, it's Dali Temple. Clothing is the spirit, and it looks very majestic from a distance."

Lingling approached, looked up and down at Du Yong, and said with a giggle: "Lingling said that it's the young master's figure!"

Du Yong is quite strong, but tall, so he looks very well-proportioned. In addition, the Dali Temple guard uniforms are well designed, which are more serious and heroic than ordinary samurai uniforms. They naturally look energetic when wearing them. Sit down and have a meal.

Yang Jin first drank a glass of wine and asked, "How do you feel when you are on the first day of work?"

Du Yong replied casually: "What else can you do? I recognize people, visit family, and be familiar with the rules. I also met that boy Zhao Dezhu. He looked like a man, but in fact, he had nothing to do when he went in for seven or eight days, and he was complaining to me."

Yang Jin smiled and said, "This is the case when you just started working. It's called a cold bench. It is naturally a good thing for Mr. Zhao to be ambitious, but you have to endure loneliness. The young master also needs to be mentally prepared."

Du Yong showed a proud look on his face: "What mental preparations are you going to leave the city to do business the next day."

Everyone was in an uproar.

"Going out of the city to do a business?" Zhang Yi opened his mouth and was very worried: "Young master, your internal injury has not healed yet!"

Lingling whispered: "It's unreasonable for the young master's boss to be good. Even though she knew that the young master's internal injuries had not healed, she sent the young master out of the city to do the job. Moreover, she was not familiar with the yamen and colleagues."

Du Yong shook his head: "I can't blame my boss for this. I asked myself. The main reason was to exercise my body. After being assassinated, I had almost half a month off."

Lingling continued: "Can't we do the job in the city?"

Du Yong spread his hands: "I am the guard, Miss. I have to run around. How many cases can I have in the city?"

Lingling was a little happy when she heard this, and laughed, "The young master actually called Lingling as Miss."

Du Yong glanced at her: "To me, that's just the most common name. Just don't think there is any ambiguity."

Lingling said in surprise: "What ambiguity can be made of the name of Miss?"

Du Yong shrugged and did not explain too much. Aunt He suddenly interrupted: "Where are you going to do the job?"

Du Yong and Yang Jin looked at each other inadvertently, understanding that she was trying to find out first-hand news.

Maybe the second room will take the opportunity to attack.

Du Yong coughed lightly: "I can't tell you where the specifics are, because there is discipline, please forgive me."

Aunt He looked embarrassed: "Young Master, don't be surprised, the aunt is just worried that the young master will suffer if he runs far away."

Du Yong shook his head and said it was okay. He picked up the small bowl and took a sip of the chicken soup, smashed it a few times, and said carelessly: "Today, this chicken soup seems to have less flavor!"

The taste of five-star herbal powder is missing because the true qi does not have any resistance.

Could it be that Aunt He had discovered something and gave up on the drug?

Lingling raised her hand and stuck out her tongue: "It's made by Lingling. Young Master, does the taste really have a lot worse?"

Aunt He smiled and said, "Miss Ling said she would cook more in the future. She knew that the young master liked to drink chicken soup, so she volunteered. Moreover, today's dinner was from beginning to end, and she didn't even let go of washing vegetables."

Du Yong breathed a sigh of relief, and then started to have a headache again.

The situation seems very strange!
Chapter completed!