It's getting dark.

The new inspector at the third post, Xing Peng, and the senior inspector "Wulun" strode towards the direction of Ningpingfang.

A strong mastiff was leading the way, wagging its tail happily from time to time.

The purpose of two people and one dog is to investigate whether there are any missing persons in Ningpingfang.

This is an urgent task assigned by the commander himself.

A result must be given today.

"Creak!"

The sound of trampling on the snow is very rhythmic.

In the past few days, the strange reversal of day and night, as well as the strange cycle of four seasons, have all stopped, and the harsh winter has come again.

The heavy snow that has fallen in the past few days has once again given Anhua City a new look.

The brown oil street lamps on both sides of the road have long been lit by professional lamplighters.

As I walked, the shadows cast on the snow kept changing, as if they were about to move strangely.

Wu Lun talked about the past with emotion: "When I was a child, I was most afraid of shadows. I hid under the quilt every day after dark, and I didn't dare to go out."

The dog moved its ears, and its eyes were filled with surprise.

Xing Peng asked in surprise: "Inspection Wu, did you witness the 'Shadow' when you were a child?"

This is the most logical guess.

Because only in this way, it will leave a serious psychological shadow and lead to these abnormal behaviors.

Wu Lun nodded: "When I was five years old, I saw with my own eyes that a carriage was swallowed up by a mysterious shadow. Together with the six passengers and the driver, they didn't even have time to jump off the carriage."

Xing Peng commented: "The level of this shadow is very high."

Wu Lun nodded: "Yes, my parents were on the carriage. If I hadn't been so naughty and jumped off the carriage, I would have died."

He sighed again: "If I had told them to come down, maybe the tragedy could have been avoided."

The Mastiff glanced back and stopped wagging its tail.

The smile on Xing Peng's face disappeared: "Inspector Wu, this is not your fault."

Wu Lun shook his head and sighed: "Almost forty years have passed, and I have almost forgotten the faces of my parents."

Xing Peng didn't know how to answer the question, so he had to remain silent.

After turning an intersection.

Wu Lun changed the topic and asked with a smile: "I heard that you got engaged yesterday and the wedding will be held in six days. Will the woman bring a dowry worth three hundred gold coins?"

Xing Peng said "hmm" and tried his best to suppress his smile.

He muttered proudly in his heart: I won the first place in the director's assessment. The dowry promised by my father-in-law was eight hundred gold coins. I was just worried that it would be too eye-catching, so I announced that it was only three hundred gold coins.

Wu Lun congratulated sincerely: "Congratulations!"

Xing Peng replied seriously: "Thank you very much!"

"Woof!"

The dog barked.

Xing Peng laughed "haha" and replied: "Agaric, thank you!"

The "fungus" in this sentence is exactly the name of the spiritual mastiff.

Just finished speaking.

A strange thought suddenly popped into the mind of this new inspector: Wu Lun was jealous of me and had considerable malice.

Xing Peng was startled by this idea.

He was a little doubtful whether he thought of others too badly?

Xing Peng immediately had a second thought: Wu Lun's childhood experience made him a psychologically twisted guy who hated all beautiful things.

Then came the third thought: Human nature cannot stand the test, and a guy with a twisted mentality cannot stand the test even more. I'd better be careful.

He was convinced by "himself".

Xing Peng didn't notice at all that in his spiritual sea, a dark existence flashed a glimmer of light and then disappeared.

This was Cheng Han's opportunity to continue the assessment before, and he quietly planted the extraordinary mark.

Xing Peng secretly glanced at Wu Lun's shadow and fell slightly behind by half a beat, no longer walking side by side with him.

ten minutes later.

Through the dim light of the street lamp, you can vaguely see the outline of the community gate in front of you.

"Woof!"

Fungus barked.

It is saying: Ning'anfang has arrived.

"Woof! Woof!"

The sound of dogs barking came from the gate of the community.

This is the spiritual mastiff guarding Ning'an Square.

Xing Peng walked to the gate of the community and stroked the dog's head affectionately.

He has always felt that one of the benefits of becoming an inspector is that he can pet the mastiff at will.

Wu Lun had long since lost interest in playing with the dog, and urged: "Xiao Xing, it's so cold, please finish the task and go back early."

He added: "I heard that the canteen's late-night snack tonight will be specially served barbecue. If I go back late, I'm afraid it will be robbed."

Xing Peng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and responded: "Okay!"

The sumptuous meals provided by the outpost canteen are another benefit he feels of becoming an inspector.

Wu Lun rubbed his hands vigorously and said with a smile: "Since Director Cheng took office, the Charity Committee has donated a large amount of materials to the Inspection Office, and the food level at the outpost is much better than before."

Xing Peng didn't know how the food was before, so he just nodded in agreement.

*

Winter Garden.

Inside the greenhouse garden, which is as warm as spring, there is another scene.

More than ten exquisite gray crystal lamps in the shape of glass lamps illuminated the huge director's office and the small pond next to it.

A fine copper barbecue grill was set up next to the pond, and a chef hired by the Fang family with a lot of money was concentrating on roasting several legs of lamb.

The charcoal used in the oven is all the finest fruit charcoal.

The lamb legs on the barbecue grill are the most tender lamb meat. The price is as high as thirty silver coins per catty, which is equivalent to one and a half months' salary of ordinary people.

"Zi! Zhi!"

The grease dripped and was ignited by the charcoal.

The alluring fragrance floats in the garden.

The female secretary Ying Beibei, who plays the role of a waiter, first slices the lamb leg, then arranges it neatly on a silver dinner plate, and finally places it in front of her boss.

In the afternoon, the director chatted with the female secretary and casually mentioned that "lamb shanks are best for barbecue", and the Fang family prepared everything as quickly as possible.

The life of a big shot is so boring and boring, and you can't experience the fun of doing it at all.

Fang Qinghuai, the owner of the Winter Garden, personally brought over a cup of Jinfeng sweet tea and said in a tone that could be called kneeling: "Director Cheng, please use it slowly!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Cheng Han nodded gently, picked up a piece of roast lamb with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

Take a bite and your taste buds will explode instantly.

He nodded towards Fang Qinghuai: "Not bad!"

Fang Qinghuai quickly leaned forward and replied: "Serving Mr. Director is the greatest honor of the Fang family!"

The Master of the Winter Garden did not disturb the director's meal any more and respectfully stepped away.

Ten days ago, he would never allow anyone, including himself, to barbecue in the greenhouse, which was the winter garden that his family regarded as a treasure.

But today, he was happy to hear about it.

As long as the big shot is happy, it doesn't matter if Director Cheng bakes every day, let alone tonight.

Cheng Han ate a few bites of barbecue and watched the investigation of Ningping Fang from the perspective of a "chess piece", that is, the new inspector Xing Peng.

This is considered the evening entertainment program.

The various strange thoughts that popped up in Xing Peng's mind just now were naturally his secret manipulations.

"Wulun... Guiying..."

Cheng Han muttered secretly, and then silently conducted a deduction using Wu Lun as the correlation.

A vision comes in a flash:

A carriage dragged by shadows.

There were also horrified shouts.

"Lunlun, run!"

"Lunlun, don't come over!"

When life and death are at stake, what parents care about most is not themselves, but the safety of their children.

After a blink of an eye.

The carriage was dragged into the shadows.
To be continued...