When they were going downstairs, they passed by three other people at the stairs. The boy in the lead was very tall and seemed to have cynicism written on his face. As he passed by, he whistled at Si Ling.

"Would you like to take your sister to have sex? Girl, I have a greater chance of winning. Let your brother have fun, and he will protect you..."

Originally she thought the relationship between the two parties was just competition, but the other party treated her like a decoration, and his frivolous tone made Siling feel uncomfortable from head to toe.

She took two steps towards the speaker, looked him up and down, looked disappointed, curled her lips, and shook her head slightly.

This method is simple and effective, and works almost every time. Especially in front of ordinary men, there is no need to say a word, but it is full of insults. Sure enough, the man who just spoke frivolously slapped her in the face, and Fang was Mu Zhi pressed his wrist and said, "Don't force me to do it."

I don’t know what method Fang Muzhi used. He just held his wrist. The boy’s face was covered with sweat and his lips were losing color, but he still had to hold on forcefully and refused to show his cowardice: “It’s just a dying man. People, I just don’t care about you."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding air suddenly froze. But the man smiled proudly.

Si Ling felt that if he were Fang Muzhi, he would definitely break this guy's wrist. But Fang Muzhi didn't, he just said calmly: "Then you can try touching her again. I guarantee you won't see the second one." Two days of sun.”

"I'm sorry." The girl behind the man took a step forward, "My brother is spoiled. It's not because of you." After saying that, he slapped the boy with his backhand and pushed the two boys' heads. He left without looking back.

She didn't stop the boy when he said something frivolous, and she didn't say anything when she angered Fang Muzhi, but she stood up to uphold justice at this time. It was more like running away than apologizing. She was obviously afraid of Fang Muzhi's threat. Make it clear to protect shortcomings.

The Eight Feng Shui Famous Feng Shui originally referred to the eight major schools. However, some of them gradually transformed into intra-family inheritance. The skills were no longer passed on to the outside world. Among them, the four major clans of Jiang, Zhou, Zong, and Leng were the first. Although there were many talents and unparalleled scenery at one time, in the academic world It has a very high reputation. However, metaphysical Feng Shui is a knowledge that relies heavily on talent. Buddhism and Taoism all select apprentices with good qualifications. From generation to generation, the clan's position in the Feng Shui world has been increasingly shaken. Nowadays, the younger generation has to be let go. Seniors participate in official departments such as Bureau 749 in order to prove their strength.

"The three people just now are the outstanding ones among the younger generations of the Jiang family, Jiang Zhengxing, Jiang Zhengmin, and Jiang Zhengyan." Zhou Xian'an and Si Ling walked at the end, talking to her about the gossip in the Feng Shui world.

"Where is Jiang Yu?" As soon as Si Ling said these words, he realized that he shouldn't ask, and said hurriedly: "I'm sorry."

Zhou Xian'an smiled and shook his head: "Jiang Yu was originally a direct descendant of the Jiang family. When she was born, the prophet just made the last prophecy: the Buddha will be reincarnated, and the child will be born in the eight major clans. Jiang Yu's father She concluded that the child in her wife's belly must be the reincarnation of the Buddha, but she did not expect to find out that she was a girl after birth. Angry, Jiang Yu's father suffered a stroke and was ashamed of Jiang Yu. Therefore, she was not included in the family tree. She also changed the name Jiang Yu herself. Yes, the person with the character Yu in the family tree is the person with the character Yu. She was almost beaten to death because of this name. She hid in my house for more than a month..." When Zhou Xian'an talked about Jiang Yu, he smiled softly. He turned back and looked towards Jiang Zhengxing looked in the direction where the others left, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he muttered, "Tiger poison doesn't even eat its seeds."

Si Ling looked at his expression and did not dare to ask further questions. She told him what she had just discovered in the office and asked by the way: "What is written in the documents downstairs?"

The other party shook his head and said, "I don't see any problem. Mo Bin has been chasing the last case for three years, and the drug dealer is extremely cunning. Smoke bombs were always released at the time and place of drug transportation, and the breakthrough point was a suspicious vehicle discovered by a traffic policeman. Follow the

This line directly eliminated the largest den in the country. It was the largest case solved in recent years, and even the traffic policeman named Yu De was awarded a certificate. This latest case is said to have succeeded the last case that was intercepted.

The dropped line became the downline of Thailand's drug trafficking. However, there is no clue from the domestic information. I don't think it has much to do with the case started by Mo Bin. The last report was satisfactory and the case was closed, and the new case has not yet been

Contact with substantive criminals. And even if drug dealers retaliate, the first thing they should do is go to the frontline police officers. There is no reason to go directly behind enemy lines and capture Mo Bin, a civilian."

Lu Mang echoed: "Colleagues in the first team also commented that Mo Bin was in the office almost every day. I heard that he worked very hard for this job evaluation. It is said that he kept calling on his mobile phone even after eating. I heard that it was because of the team

Someone there went to follow a line secretly, and something happened. Mo Bin was also punished because of this, so he worked even harder."

"Is your name Zhang Le? I just saw the report on this matter on Mo Bin's desk. It said that Zhang Le and traffic policeman Yu De grew up together and were at the same time in the police academy. The two were addicted while on vacation.

A gentleman takes revenge." Si Ling sighed.

At least according to the report, Mo Bin's disappearance has nothing to do with work.

After dinner, they returned to Mo Bin's office again.

When I came back this time, I got quite a harvest. Except for the back of the desk, the entire office walls, floor, and even the ceiling were covered with various talismans. Zhou Xian'an stood there stunned and murmured: "It turns out there are really people who are willing to do this."

Are you using this method in exchange for career advancement?"

The densely written runes here are all runes used to borrow fortune. Not only everyone who comes into contact with him, but also all the Feng Shui fortunes around him will be attracted here because of these runes.

"But in this case, this room must have too much yang energy. How can Mo Bin survive here is a question, let alone spend time in the office every day?" Zhou Xian'an walked around the room, "In addition to Buddhist scriptures, there are also

Bibles, Taoist talismans, and English crosses? Tsk tsk tsk, you really can’t survive without going crazy. Could it be that he used some method to make these runes take effect specifically at night?"

"Of course not. If you give up the day, how can you call him a madman? In order to offset these fortune-telling runes, Mo Bin raised ghosts." Fang Muzhi's eyes fell on the table just now, "This tabletop is not for carving runes.

Wen Cai took it off. It is not the same set as the table. If I guess correctly, this tabletop itself is a Thai Buddhist amulet."

He stopped Si Ling from stepping forward and said, "Don't touch it. It is now a tampered Buddha amulet."

Zhou Xian'an was stunned for a moment, then squatted down and looked at the table, "Sure enough, I said Jiang Zhengxing and those people must be holding back revenge. They actually tampered with this place."

"Trespassing? On the table?" Siling asked.

Fang Muzhi pointed to the four corners on the back of the table and asked Si Ling to look at it together, "The Buddhist amulets are also commonly known as raising imps. Imps are full of resentment and want to suck people's blood. Especially for ordinary people, or to suppress them.
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