The people from the Demon Administration Bureau came very quickly.

As soon as Xia Zhihuai opened the door, he saw two young men he had seen last time on the top floor of the Red Society City.

One of them he had communicated with was Park Yuzhou's little apprentice, named Changxi.

Another man... Xia Zhihuai had not had time to speak, and the young man with straight eyebrows and straight figures took the initiative to stretch out his right hand: "Hello, I am the leader of the supernatural group of the Demon Management Bureau, Pu Zhen."

"We've seen it last time, but we didn't have the chance to say hello."

Xia Zhihuai reacted half a beat slower, and after he came back to his senses, he shook hands with him: "Hello, I am Xia Zhihuai."

"You guys come in and sit."

He led the two into the living room, and Xia Zhihuai went to the kitchen to pour two cups of tea.

Wanwan lay on the small table on the carpet in the living room, holding the crayons in her hand, and seeing the two people in her family, she was not at all afraid. She looked like a little master, ran to the TV and pulled out a small cardboard box, took out a few bags of her treasured snacks from it, placed them very solemnly on the table, and pushed them in front of Changxi and Pu Zhen.

"I'll invite my brothers to have snacks, don't be polite."

Wanwan's cheeks were a little red, and her black eyes were full of agility.

Changxi was stuffed with a bag of small biscuits by Wanwan and said flatteredly: "Thank you, I won't eat snacks."

Wanwan forced the small biscuit into his palm and said with a serious look on her face: "Do you don't like it?"

She couldn't understand very much. Why would anyone in this world not like to eat snacks?

After all, the food on earth will be what she wants throughout her life.

As the enthusiastic host, Wanwan stuffed another bag of small biscuits to Pu Zhen.

"This is a small cookie I have treasured for a week. It tastes very good. Don't be polite to me."

"Although I'm a little reluctant, I'll only give you two bags, I can."

Changxi and Pu Zhen were at a loss when facing the little Wanwan.

Xia Zhihuai came out with two cups of tea, placed it in front of the two, and then filled half a bottle of warm water for Wanwan's milk bottle.

He looked at the snacks on the table and stuffed the bottle into Wanwan's arms. He couldn't help laughing: "Take it, she is usually a little iron rooster and refuses to pull out a penny. She is so generous today."

"If it were normal, let alone two bags of her favorite small biscuits, she wouldn't even give me a milk stick."

At most, he would give him a packaging bag, with some snack residue left in it.

This is still the gift from the little foodie to him.

Wanwan stared at Xia Zhihuai with some dissatisfaction and protested: "I'm not a little iron rooster."

"Well, you're a weight-making spirit, I know."

Wanwan was angry and didn't want to pay much attention to him.

Xia Zhihuai took her away from Changxi and placed her on the cushion on the carpet.

"You sit and drink some water, and I'll talk to them about something."

Wanwan glanced at the three of them, held the bottle in both hands and nodded.

...

Xia Zhihuai handed the Soul Pearl to Pu Zhen: "I told you about the incident on the phone. This ghost has two accomplices. He has deceived many people over the past ten years. He explained every amount of fraud clearly. If you are worried, you can take it back for review."

Even though Pu Zhen was sitting, his posture was straight, and his voice was a little low and hoarse, like a bubble sound.

"We have notified the police before we set out that they had arrested Kong Meilan and Xie Liankun more than ten minutes ago and had seized their bank accounts."

"After the case is formally heard, the court will force them to return the money they had defrauded."

"We will find the victims and pay them one by one."

"As for Kong Meilan and Xie Liankun, the amount of fraud of these two people is currently estimated to be above 200,000. If there is no accident, the sentence will basically start in ten years."

Xia Zhihuai showed a surprised expression on his face: "Do you believe us so much?"

Changxi smiled and said, "Of course I believe that if it weren't for Mr. Xia and fellow Taoist Wanwan that time in Honghui City, my senior brother might have been broken inside and couldn't get out."

Xia Zhihuai was a little guilty. He didn't help, and even held back a little.

The main reason why the resentment can be solved by Wanwan is to be powerful.

At that time, I thought that when I had time, I must study the following methods carefully. Maybe he could get started and help a group of Wanwan in the future. After taking it, I forgot about this matter.

"Last time I saw Team Leader Pu, you were injured. Have your injuries been cured?" Xia Zhihuai asked.

Pu Zhen’s eyes were grateful: “It’s almost done.”

Changxi turned his head and looked at Pu Zhen worriedly. In fact, Pu Zhen's injury was not on the surface, and his internal injuries were very serious.

On the day when the resentment was resolved, none of them noticed that Pu Zhen was injured. It was not until he commanded the people in the bureau to handle the scene of the Honghui City tragedy that he suddenly fell to the ground after relaxing.

If Pu Zhen hadn't had Pu Zhen, the members of the two supernatural groups would not have been able to hold on to the appearance of President Zhan and Master Xuantong, and they might have been killed by the blood corpse and the vengeful spirit.

However, the price of that battle was that Pu Zhen’s spiritual power was exhausted, and even his spiritual veins were shrinking and cracking.

Now his strength is less than half as good as before.

But even though his physical condition was so bad, he didn't have much rest and soon returned to his post.

Just because the Red Hui City case has had a great impact, the Demon Administration Bureau is working overtime. On the one hand, it is necessary to block out supernatural phenomena that cannot be explained by natural science, and to allow the victim's families to sign a confidentiality agreement, and to appease and negotiate compensation for the victim's families... One after another, everyone in the Demon Administration Bureau has to cheer up and make up.

Changxi withdrew his gaze and found Wanwan staring at him with her big eyes.

He silently picked up the small biscuits, tore open the packaging bag, and stuffed the snacks inside into his mouth.

Then, he glanced at Wanwan again.

The child seemed satisfied and stared at his senior brother with a hot gaze in his arms.

However, his senior brother had no idea and only wanted to talk to Xia Zhihuai.

...

Pu Zhen looked at the soul bead in his hand, rubbed it for a few times, and asked, "This soul bead..."

"This soul bead was made by Huang Xikong, and I don't know how he made it." Xia Zhihuai blamed him without hesitation.

Pu Zhen smiled and said, "You misunderstood. What I want to ask is whether we should send this despicable ghost back to review and enter the file?"

Xia Zhihuai shook his head: "After the case is closed, what do you plan to deal with this vulgar ghost?"

"According to the rules of the Demon Administration, you must either break up or be liberated."

Wanwan suddenly raised her hand, put the bottle on her legs, and protested: "No, he is a bad ghost. I want Uncle Hei Wuchang to cook him!"

Who made him want to eat her? She is Wanwan who only holds revenge!

The soul beads that were originally lying in Pu Zhen's hand rolled up, but were pinched by Pu Zhen and finally got honest.

Wanwan put the bottle on the table, put one hand into her pocket, digging and sucking out a black impermanence doll.

Xia Zhihuai's eyelids twitched, and he held the doll to stop her: "You can't summon him now."

"Why?"

Wanwan was angry when she looked at the soul bead. Uncle Huang didn't eat him. She was so kind!

Xia Zhihuai: "This ghost has to be handed over to the Demon Administration to close the case, otherwise how can those two bad guys be convicted? This ghost is a demon-proven ghost, do you understand?"

Wanwan thought for two seconds and shook her head.

don't know.

But this did not prevent her from putting down the doll and temporarily extinguishing her thoughts of sending this vulgar ghost to hell.

"Okay, listen to you."

Wanwan didn't need to persuade her anymore and she quickly compromised.

Pu Zhen looked at Wanwan: "After the case is closed, I will send him back, and you can hand him over to the ghost crew."

Wanwan stared at Pu Zhen and looked at him twice: "Okay."

Pu Zhen put the soul beads into the black wooden box he carried with him and took the initiative to talk to them about the follow-up of the Red Congratulations case.

They are the main participants and have the right to know the inside story of the case.

"The case in Red Congratulations City is quite tragic, and the impact has not been completely eliminated yet. Fellow Wanwan is very strong and will definitely shine in Xuanmen in the future. We are looking forward to working with fellow Taoists in the future."

"Before I came today, my master asked me to apologize to you on his behalf. The matter of that day should not have been involved in you casually, but in a hurry, he was the first to think of fellow Taoist Wanwan."

Wanwan hugged the bottle in her arms, tilted her head and said in confusion: "Why do Taoist Master with a beard do you want to apologize?"

"The first time he thinks of me when he encounters danger means that I am very reliable."

"And, there is no need to apologize among friends!"

Pu Zhen listened to her titular voice and talked about her friend's loyalty, and a sparse smile appeared on her face.

Xia Zhihuai held his cheek with one hand and did not disturb Wanwan's expression.

She is an idea-friendly child. They are brothers and sisters, not the relationship between elders and younger generations, so he is willing to respect Wanwan's opinions.

Pu Zhen raised his teacup, raised his hand to respect Wanwan, and smiled in his eyes: "Thank you for your righteousness."

Wanwan held the bottle, got up from the cushion, ran to Pu Zhen, and touched his cup with the bottle.

"polite."
Chapter completed!