The gate of the Patrol Station

The two figures came out one after the other, and Director Tan followed half a step behind the cap, maintaining such a distance.

"The investigation on Qingyang's side has not made any progress. Do you think it needs to continue?"

Director Tan frowned and asked.

Since the incident at the Pingzhuang Cemetery, the investigation by the Patrol Bureau has been going on, but no evidence has been found, which has added a lot of doubts.

The Patrol Bureau is directly responsible for this young man for the whole incident.

Hearing the words,

The young man paused for a while, pressed the cap with his hand, and said without wavering:

"There are no clues in the investigation for a few days. If you want to come and check again, you can't find anything. You guys can put it down for the time being! If you have any situation, please contact me as soon as possible!"

"Okay, if there is any new situation, I will contact you as soon as possible!"

Director Tan breathed a sigh of relief, this matter finally gave people a breather.

Dealing with such strange things is not their patrol bureau's specialty.

Suddenly he remembered something, and hurriedly asked:

"By the way, do you need me to help you arrange a car?"

"Need not!"

The man looked back at Director Tan and said with a blank expression:

"If there are similar incidents like this in the future, remember to block the news to avoid unnecessary trouble."

"Okay!"

Director Tan was startled and nodded.

Watching the young man in a peaked cap leave the gate of the Patrol Station and disappear into sight.

Although the man looks young, his calm aura and dialogue have the aura of a superior.

It is strange that there is a kind of maturity that does not belong to his age group.

......

JZ City.

After Mr. Qiao was sent to the hospital, he was still unable to save him.

Several apprentices crowded around the hospital bed and wept bitterly.

The doctor sighed, asked them to prepare for the follow-up placement, and left.

Painful emotions shrouded the corridors of the entire hospital, and many people who spontaneously followed from the teahouse also fell into sadness.

The live broadcast internet celebrity was also among them. When they heard the news of Mr. Qiao's death, many netizens burst into tears on the spot and said that they would come to see Qiao for a ride.

Without any delay, Qiao Sheng and a few senior brothers decided to cremate the body and bury it at the suburban cemetery.

Qiao Xiang's last wish was to be buried there.

Back then, the corpse he collected for his master was buried on the outskirts of the city. He was going to be buried next to his master's grave.

the next day,

The funeral car that took them to the cremation came to the downstairs of the hospital. Hundreds of people stood on both sides, old and young.

There are old people who used to like to go to the teahouse to listen to songs and stories, and there are young people who came to see them off with respect.

These people who spontaneously came to see Qiao Xiang off, all with respect, to see off this old artist who sticks to the spirit of a generation of drama, sticks to a side of Qingtai, and sticks to the quintessence of national culture!

......

Suburban Cemetery.

The sky was clear, and wreaths and elegiac couplets were placed on both sides of the tombstone.

Next to the new tomb is an old tomb.

People walked to the new grave in turn to worship and mourn.

Qiao Sheng's eyes were red, and after burning the paper in front of his father's grave, he brought a group of fellow apprentices to the old tomb and kowtowed respectfully.

Afterwards, a few handfuls of new soil were added to the old grave.

Su Chen followed the crowd and offered him a bouquet of flowers and bowed.

With the end of the funeral, people left the funeral scene one after another.

When Su Chen left the cemetery, he seemed to sense something and looked back at Qiao Xiang's grave.

With the breeze blowing, several apprentices were still kneeling in front of the tomb, their white filial attire stained with a bit of earth~

The portrait of Qiao Xiang on the tombstone is impressively the most spiritual side of him when he was young. He looks upright, energetic and smiling.

Mr. Qiao, who sang prosperous times, had a calmness when he left, which is unforgettable to this day.

Looking at the cemetery, Su Chen recovered slightly.

The matter of Mr. Qiao has come to an end, and it is time for him to leave JZ City.

......

At this moment, outside the tea house.

One old and one young stood at the place where Su Chen once stood.

The white-haired old man, hunched over his waist, looks like an ancient dragon bell, but his eyes are shining with deep light.

The short-haired boy stood beside him with his arms crossed over his chest and expressionless.

"Hey, it's really a trace of a spell!"

The old man stretched out his trembling hand, suddenly showing yellow teeth, and said with a hearty smile.

The rough old hand seemed to be able to **** for something in the void in front of him, and a colorless light burst out from the palm of his hand, subtly sensing all the traces around him.

Seeing this, the boy's eyes were also attracted.

She frowned and looked at the movement in his hand.

Between the three breaths, an illusory spell was pinched out of thin air by him, in a translucent shape.

Condensed but not scattered, very miraculous!

The talisman that he used here was perfectly reproduced by him with a few fluctuation marks.

He showed his yellow teeth and looked at the rune in his hand with a smile.

After looking carefully at the lines above.

Immediately,

"This...."

His face froze, his smile gradually dissipated, and he looked back at the young man beside him.

The moment he saw the rune, the boy's pupils tightened, he shook his head thoughtfully, and said hoarsely:

"sharp!"

The boy's voice was hoarse and dull.

The rune that was squeezed out of thin air, persisted for a breath, and then dissipated in the old man's hands.

"Boss, with such a complex pattern, I'm afraid you have to go to Longhu Mountain to ask for advice!"

The old man frowned and turned around and said to the young man.

The person beside him was obviously just a teenager, standing there with a paralyzed face, never attacking from beginning to end.

The old man's attitude was extremely respectful, and he even called him the boss.

If such a contrast is heard by passers-by, they will definitely drop their jaws.

The young man nodded and said solemnly:

"You withdraw first, I will wait for the king."

"Wang Ye, isn't he busy with the case in Qingyang County?"

the old man asked suspiciously.

Generally speaking, their actions are divided into different areas. This time, the people in the bureau accidentally discovered the unusual here. He and Zhang Daoling were both temporarily transferred to check the situation. The two of them are already regarded as the top match in the bureau. . If the king is mobilized again, the level of this matter will be unusual.

Moreover, it seems that there is no dangerous incident here! ?

"I have contacted him and I need some of his means to reproduce the scene!"

Zhang Daoling still had his hands wrapped around his chest, UU reading www.uukanshu.com said seasonedly.

"Then I'll withdraw, are you sure I don't need to do anything more?"

The old man could only nod his head and ask.

The paralyzed face Zhang Daoling personally mobilized the king of the peaked hat. This is already the top match in the bureau, and it is useless to stay here.

Hear the words.

Zhang Daoling looked at him with clear eyes.

The two looked at each other silently, and the old man blushed.

Just as he was about to speak, Zhang Daoling spoke first:

"Go to the JZ City Patrol Bureau and investigate the three Kou Guo appearing in the live broadcast!"

"Those three people? They seem to be ordinary people? What are they doing to investigate?"

The old man frowned, a little puzzled.

There is nothing special about the three little dwarfs.

Zhang Daoling looked away, looked elsewhere, and said calmly:

"It doesn't feel good to see them."

"Damn! Say it earlier, I understand!"

The old man smiled suddenly, put his hands behind his back, and stooped away...

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