Zhao Yi and Xie Feifei, who stayed behind in Orange County, were in a daze in the hotel room.
This mission was a big blow to both of them.
I don’t want to be involved in the follow-up finishing work at all, leaving it to the local law enforcement agencies in Orange County to handle it.
This matter has attracted the attention of the higher authorities. Cai Quan feels deeply disgusted by the existence of social scum like Luo Si and angrily denounced "the impact of his behavior is extremely bad." This is a very serious criticism.
With his authority, some people might lose their skin.
"I kind of want to give up."
Xie Feifan suddenly spoke up.
"Huh?" Zhao Yi looked confused.
Xie Feifan cleared his throat: "I mean, about tracking that mysterious master. You see, his goal is just weirdness, and he is more efficient at dealing with weirdness than us. If he hadn't taken action this time, we both would have almost died. It’s better to just leave it like this, just let him do whatever he wants, and if something weird happens, let him handle it, and we’ll transfer our manpower to other places.”
Zhao Yi had to admit that there was some truth in what he said.
However, he shook his head: "There are some things that you can say in your heart, but you can't say them out, let alone do them."
"We are an official organization, and it is our duty to protect the safety of people's lives and property. There is no reason to hand the sword to a stranger. It is true that the other party is very powerful and can deal with the weird, but his biggest problem is that his identity is not transparent."
"We don't even know whether he is a human or a ghost, let alone dialogue and communication. How do you want the higher-ups to be assured of his existence? What if he collects weird things for other purposes, or even uses them against us?"
It’s not that there is no such precedent.
Since the resurgence of Weirdness, some traditional monks who longed for more powerful power have embarked on evil paths. It is easy to capture Weirdness for their own use.
What's more, they choose to create weirdness.
This is absolutely not allowed within the organization. Anyone found will be eliminated!
Therefore, Zhao Yi firmly opposed letting it go without determining the other party's identity and attitude, even if the other party was super powerful.
Although his strength is low, no one cares about what he says.
…
Xie Feifan scratched his head: "Brother Zhao, you are right, I thought too simply."
Zhao Yi sighed: "So, as long as the identity of the other party is not disclosed, we cannot let down our guard for a day."
"When will days like this end?"
Xie Feifan collapsed, his eyes dull.
Zhao Yi calmed down and said: "In a sense, the opponent can be regarded as a life-saving charm. Like this time, take action at the critical moment. When fighting Weiyi, you don't have to go all out."
For the Trickster, going all out is not a good thing, it means burning your own life.
Although this is fate, it is inevitably a bit sad.
So far, no suitable solution has been found for this drawback, and it is difficult to alleviate it. The only thing that can be done is to work hard to break through and rely on more powerful power to suppress the changes in the body.
In fact, it is not that there are no other cultivation methods, but those methods are either slow in progress or have high thresholds.
In contrast, although the trick-control technique has serious side effects, it can quickly create enough manpower to deal with special events across the country.
As for sacrifice...
Someone has to sacrifice.
From the moment they took the oath to join the organization, they understood their responsibilities and destiny.
Confucius said it was Cheng Ren, and Mencius said it was Qi Yi.
In times of crisis, this country never lacks people who step forward.
"That's right."
Xie Feifan also fell silent.
After a battle at the Luosi Hotel, he narrowly escaped death, but problems also arose, and his body became more bizarre.
If he cannot break through to level B before becoming strange, what awaits him will be the containment of his colleagues.
In the basement where the strange person was placed, no one knew which gold jar was lucky enough to be used to contain him.
Actually, it would be a lie to say that you are not afraid of death.
He still has many wishes that have not been realized, such as finding someone he likes, seeing the great rivers and mountains of the motherland with her, eating, drinking and having fun along the way.
But the sense of accomplishment and honor brought by relying on strength to save more people is not fake.
I think of the family of three at the scene of the car accident, the grandfather and grandson in the fire, the migrant worker couple in the collapsed ruins...
He grinned.
"I want to be a hero!"
…
Li Yaoguo is in another room.
It's not that he is aloof and disdains the company of two C-level tricksters, it's just that his personality is like that.
Rather than making polite greetings, he is more accustomed to quietly adjusting his state and being ready to fight anytime and anywhere.
As the top combat force of the Civil Affairs Bureau, he has his own pride. Although B-level can only take a slightly bigger deal against the mysterious master who may have surpassed A-level, he still has to go up when the time comes.
He planned to walk around for the next two days to see if he could find anything.
If that doesn't work, just create some surprises and see if you can draw that guy out.
"Not to mention catching the opponent, even if it's just a clue, Bureau Cai will probably agree."
Li Yaoguo narrowed his eyes.
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Huang Guoqing, a villager in Niutouling Village, Shilong Town, suffered the biggest blow in the past thirty years.
The daughter I had worked so hard to raise was suddenly told that she was gone.
In an instant, the sky and the earth turned around.
The hotel where he worked said that he committed suicide by jumping off the building due to depression, but Huang Guoqing didn't believe it at all.
His daughter is so strong and sensible. She has said more than once that she must work hard to become an excellent people's teacher and cultivate more outstanding students for farmers' families.
They also agreed to work hard to make money and take them to travel around in the future. Moreover, he would tell his family about anything, and he was not the kind of person who would hide anything he had on his mind.
Would such a child choose to commit suicide?
He doesn't believe it! !
The couple seemed to have grown older overnight, and they did not even dare to tell their two sons about their sister.
When she woke up this morning, her wife Liu Guiying said blankly: "Old Huang, I dreamed about my daughter."
Huang Guoqing was stunned: "Me too."
Liu Guiying burst into tears: "She said she is living a good life down there, so we don't have to worry. The judge knows that she has been wronged and has already punished the bad guys. Let us live a good life in the future without worrying about it."
As they talked, the two hugged each other and cried together.
After crying, they found out that there were a lot of money on the simple coffee table, and they were shocked.
Looking carefully, there is a note in the middle, which reads: "Left to my father Huang Guoqing and my mother Liu Guiying."
Seeing this familiar font, Huang Guoqing, a man over fifty years old, couldn't help crying again.
Just then, there was a knock on the door outside.
Huang Guoqing quickly asked his wife to hide the money and open the door himself.
There were many people standing outside the door, including the village chief, the secretary of his brigade, and several township leaders.
A female police officer, who was about the same age as Liu Guiying, was surrounded by them and said softly: "Hello, are you a relative of the victim Huang Ling? We are from the city bureau, and we are here to express our condolences and pay our bills on orders from our superiors. Corresponding death compensation and funeral expenses. Please express your condolences..."
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"This dream marriage technique is quite useful."
At this moment, Chen Jingle was studying a newly acquired magical power with a smile.
