Su Ling was taken aback, and blurted out: "Now that the third child has not been found, I'd better live with the second child."

   Lu Erer snorted unceremoniously: "I don't want you to live."

  Fa Zun glanced at Su Ling, and said indifferently: "As long as the third child doesn't leave Mucheng, I'll have a way to find him, so it's settled."

  Su Ling had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "Yes, this subordinate knows."

  Fa Zun has stood up.

   "The meeting is over."

   Immediately someone carried the old eight's body out.

  Su Ling followed Dharma Venerable out of the house.

   When approaching his door, Fa Zun suddenly turned his head.

   "Why are you going to the casino?"

  Su Ling was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "I have never been to a casino, and I don't know what the red spar is. When Lao Qi went to find me, he didn't find the red spar."

  Fa Zun glanced at him, didn't speak, and opened the door directly.

  Su Ling followed him into the room, only to feel that the temperature in the room was at least five or six degrees lower than outside, and his back felt chilly.

The Fazun sat on the leather seat, opened a document, glanced at it, then lowered his head and said, "Go to the laboratory on the ninth floor and see what tricks those three refugees have made, lest you stay here uneasy."

  Su Ling felt as if he had received an amnesty. "Yes, this subordinate is going to monitor them."

  Out of Fa Zun's room, Su Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

   Then he became a little excited again. The refugees should be talking about the two professors and Ji Yunzhong.

  If they are not in danger for the time being, let them maintain the status quo. I must find Sheng Hongye as soon as possible, and I must also guard against Sheng Hongye's sneak attack.

   After thinking about it, she quickened her pace and came to the ninth floor, where she saw the sign of the laboratory.

  Su Ling opened the door and entered the room, and immediately saw two professors in white coats, and Ji Yunzhong who was constantly busy.

  Because they were too focused on research, the three of them didn't notice anyone entering the house, and they were still concentrating on doing their own experiments.

  Su Ling thought about it, and decided not to bother them.

  Standing at the door for a while, then quietly backed out.

  She has something to think about.

   That's why Fa Zun let himself live with him, did he discover something?

  Also, where were those red stones transported? Why did the Venerable Master say that he also needs to be supervised? Does Zhulong have more powerful organizations besides the Law Association and the Truth Association?

   While thinking about it, he suddenly saw a golden shadow rushing out of the room.

  Old gold!

  Su Ling discovered that Lao Jin was also in the office.

   She tried to shout. "Old gold?"

  Old Jin stopped immediately, and looked back at Su Ling, with a hint of surprise in his dog's eyes.

  Su Ling squatted down slowly, and stretched out his hand to Lao Jin.

   I don't know whether Lao Jin recognized her or if he knew her, so he even shook his big fluffy tail at her.

Su Ling habitually stretched out her hand and patted it on its huge head. Lao Jin stretched out his paws and grabbed her leg. Su Ling was happy and hugged it in his arms. At this moment, suddenly Feeling a little cold on the side.

   Turning around, I saw a person standing at the entrance of the stairs.

  This person is wearing a leather mask, which looks similar to the Dharma Zun, with only two eyes exposed outside. He is wearing a black trench coat with a stand-up collar, making him look tall and slender.

  Su Ling quickly let go of Lao Jin, and smiled awkwardly at him.

  Old Jin also looked at the man, and after rolling his eyes, he barked.

  The man glanced at Lao Jin and immediately walked upstairs.

After he left, Lao Jin snorted and seemed a little proud, Su Ling quickly patted it on the head, and said in a low voice: "Everyone here is very powerful, don't wander around, just follow the two professors if you have nothing to do. "

  Old Jin grunted, rubbed Su Ling's hand, and ran towards the stairs.

  Su Ling hurriedly followed, and it turned out that it was going to pee.

   After finishing solving the problem, Lao Jin whined to Su Ling twice before returning to the laboratory.

  Su Ling was hesitating whether to go in, when he suddenly saw Fatty Liu coming down the stairs.

  He had a good impression of the fat man, and immediately shouted: "Old Liu."

   Fatty Liu gave him a surprised look. "Are you... old seven?"

  It was only then that Su Ling remembered that he was using the identity of Lao Qi, Fatty Liu might not be familiar with him.

   "Yes, you are the fifth friend, right?"

   Fatty Liu nodded and asked gossip. "What are you doing here?"

  Su Ling pointed to the laboratory, and said in a low voice, "There are three refugees inside, doing research."

   Fatty Liu cut it and said: "Just break the equipment, what can be produced."

   Immediately said in a low voice: "You guys have an emergency meeting too."

  Su Ling hummed and said, "Yes, our eighth brother is dead."

   Fatty Liu glanced around and said in a low voice: "We also died two people, which made people panic. I suspect that we have a traitor. The secret room on the thirteenth floor has been guarded by many people."

   "What's on the thirteenth floor? Your boss?"

   Fatty Liu was a little surprised. "The thirteenth floor is where the spar is placed, you don't even know that?"

  Su Ling patted his head, pretending to be suddenly enlightened.

   "Indeed, I forgot. During this period of time, a few refugees have been upset."

   Fatty Liu heyed and said: "What's the trouble? Our Law Association will take action. Those few refugees are not a problem at all."

  Su Ling said with a worried face: "There are some refugees who can teleport, so it's hard to catch."

   Fatty Liu patted him on the shoulder.

   "Anyway, they will have a solution, so let's not worry about it, oh yes, tell Lao Wu for me, that gambling king Zhang doesn't seem to give up yet, and he still wants to gamble with him."

  Su Ling nodded. "Okay, I'll tell him when I get back."

   Fatty Liu chuckled and said: "I never thought my brother's gambling skills are so good, that's all right, let's stop chatting, I'll go downstairs first."

   Fatty Liu left after speaking.

  Looking at his back, Su Ling narrowed his eyes.

  Thirteenth floor.

  She had to steal a few more crystals in order to rescue Shui'er and Big Beard.

  Pushed the laboratory and took a look. Several people were still busy, so Su Ling closed the door and went up to the thirteenth floor.

  As soon as she reached the stairs, she saw the man wearing the leather mask again.

   "What are you doing?"

  The man's voice was low and hoarse, sounding like he was in his forties.

  Su Ling pretended to be calm and smiled. "I'm looking for Fatty Liu."

  The man looked him up and down, and said in an ugly voice: "There is martial law here, there is no Fatty Liu, hurry down."

  Su Ling raised his head. "Do you know Fatty Liu?"

  The man neither admitted nor denied, but kept urging: "Hurry up."

  Looking at the man guarding here, he should be a member of the Truth Society, or maybe the guard of the secret room. If his body is occupied...

  The corners of Su Ling's mouth raised slightly, and he suddenly raised his head and said with a smile: "Can I borrow a fire?"

  When the man was slightly stunned, Su Ling's eyes flashed, and he had already started a spiritual connection with him.

  The system just popped up a prompt to confirm the connection, when Su Ling's neck was strangled by the man.

   "Are you courting death?"