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The Zhiling District, located in the southeast of Da-6, has a warm climate and can't see snow all year round. The rainy winter is already the most chilly season here, and there are fewer people on the streets of the market all at once.

Mo Lin stood by the window of the guest room on the second floor of the inn, fiddling with the medicine bag in his hand. The bamboo window was slightly opened by him, and from time to time he glanced out of the gap. On the street outside the window, there are pedestrians with umbrellas from time to time. There are also some small vendors on the street who are doing their small business in the rain. Morin ’s eyes will not stay on them more, but they will look out three streets-far wider and flatter than the street outside the window on the bluestone avenue, there are no stalls not to say, even pedestrians passing by Very little.

Morin's eyes are mostly on this avenue, and more will stay at the gate on the street and the deep courtyard inside the gate.

The gate is the gate of the Zhiling District Board of Supervisors, and the courtyard is the courtyard of the Zhiling District Board of Supervisors. Morin has been monitoring this for a full five days. He is a patient person. He has waited longer and harder than this, and he has experienced it. But the companion with him now looks impatient.

Fang Yizhu lay on the bed and placed a plate of peanuts on his stomach. He didn't see what he did, but from time to time a peanut jumped up and flew accurately in his mouth.

After the last peanut was eaten, Fang Yibo sat up boringly.

"Are you sure he will come?" Fang Yizhu said.

"Sure." Morin said.

"Why hasn't it been eight days since I saw him?" Fang Yizhu said.

"Maybe he is like us, waiting for the opportunity quietly somewhere." Morin said.

"I point it out." Fang Yizhu said while taking off the plate that was still sucking on his stomach. "First, we are not waiting for opportunities, just waiting for him; second, based on your understanding of him, you think Is this his acting style? "

"So I've been staring at the main entrance of the Hospital Supervisory Committee!" Morin was also impatient. He can calmly wait for the opportunity, but Fang Yizhu is right, he is not waiting for an opportunity now, he is waiting for someone. After learning that Lu Ping was going to save Su Tang, Mo Lin immediately started by exploring Su Tang's whereabouts. Their intelligence network in this circle is very powerful, and soon it was discovered that the nightingale was wiped out by the main government of Xiafeng District, while Su Tang was taken away by the hospital supervisory committee and is currently being held in the Xiafeng district hospital supervisory committee.

So Mo Linma rushed to Zhiling City non-stop and began to inquire secretly. After eight days, there was no news of Lu Ping and no other things. The only accident was that Fang Yizhu actually went from Beidou. The college has followed him to this side. For this man, Morin could not understand. But he couldn't shake it off, he was poisoned three times, he didn't succeed in two sneak attacks, and finally this guy could only go.

"I said, brother, it's not a matter of being so kind!" Fang Yi sighed.

"I pointed it out." Morin learned Fang Yi's tone before, "First, I am not your brother; second, you can go at any time."

"I think you are still very good at finding people. You have a little confidence in yourself and leave it to you." Fang Yizhu said, then he lay back and fell asleep.

Morin glanced at him and gritted his teeth, really wanting to stab the poison in his sleeve directly. But at this moment, there were always two people on the quietly supervised avenue of the Supervisory Committee.

Lu Ping?

Morin hurried to take a closer look, but soon disappointed, no.

The two people who came here stopped outside the gate of the Hospital Supervisory Committee, waited for a while, and walked in.

Not a member of the Supervisory Board.

At this distance, Morin could only tell from the suit color that the two were not members of the Supervisory Committee. In eight days, this was the first time that the Supervisory Committee had visitors.

Will it be related to Su Tang? Mo Lin thought. The two people walked out of the hospital supervisory committee in about an hour.

Right now, Morin saw each other's eyebrows, and now he knew each other.

What kind of person is it?

Mo Lin remembered the one-year-old meeting that was just out of the past. It was not the examiner who was particularly indifferent to the Fengfeng Academy at the time, but was finally knocked down by Lu Ping!

what do you say that is? Mo Lin couldn't remember the name, just remember that he seemed to be a master of four colleges.

By the way, it's called Ding Wen!

When Mo Lin remembered, Ding Wenzheng was walking out of the main entrance of the Supervisory Committee. He seemed unaware of this chilly southern rainy day. After stepping out of the front door, he looked back at the deep courtyard inside the door and suddenly sighed. Beside him, Mu Yong, the oldest examiner with the most senior qualifications at the conference with him, was silent without a word.

Eighteen years. This is the year Mu Yong served as the examiner of the point soul conference. In the long history of Dianbao Conference, he is nothing at all this year. However, in the eighteen years since he took office, he has witnessed the gradual decline of the General Assembly, and its influence is getting worse and worse than before.

This year ’s meeting, even the date, failed to follow the old rules, because the things that came out of last year ’s meeting, this year ’s empire, especially the Supervisory Committee, have been pointing their fingers at them, leading to the report of the meeting. Drag again.

In the past, this kind of thing was impossible.

The Point Soul Congress has nothing to do with the Empire and the Academy of Superintendents. Its history is even longer than the Xuanjun Empire. No one, or any force, can point the finger at the meeting.

But now, this state is over. After the three empires divided up the 6th, the rule began to infiltrate in all aspects. In addition to the four colleges and the six strong men, there are fewer and fewer forces outside of their rule. Even the relationship between the four major academies and the empire began to gradually become more subtle, and the six strongest men have always been the objects of the three empire's desperate efforts.

By comparison, what is the point conference?

I really want Dingwen to recast its influence. Active examiner Ding Wen is also not optimistic about the future direction of Dianbao. From the board of supervisors, they received a bunch of rules and regulations before they could hold it this time; next time? Are there some new regulations? Next time, next time?

He does not exclude more cooperation with the empire, but also believes that this is necessary for the Point of Soul Conference to expand its influence. However, it was not his original intention to ultimately obey the empire. What's the difference between this kind of point meeting and the empire held by the Empire? Hasn't it become a tool for them to recruit talents and consolidate their rule?

"It's boring!" Ding Wen sighed suddenly.

Mu Yong remained silent. He knew what Ding Wen was referring to, but he didn't know what else to say.

The two left the hospital supervisory board ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ walked out of the avenue and walked towards the direction of the point. At the end of the street in front, three figures turned around and came towards them.

At first, I didn't pay attention. When I got closer and closer, Ding Wen and Mu Yong finally stopped, and the two looked like they had seen a ghost.

The two looked at each other, but the three of them walked past them without stopping.

The two stood for a long time, and Ding Wen's shoulders were wet with rain-he had forgotten to use the power to steam off the rain that fell on his body.

"I am not wrong, right?"

"should not."

The two turned back dumbfounded, watching the three backs walk in the direction they came.

"Lu Ping?"

"Chu Min?"

"That maid of the Qin family?"

"What are they going to do?"