There is an old villa in the outer suburbs of Fengcheng, hidden in a mountain stream, dark and quiet.
Deacon Nie stood in front of the bedroom, lowered his head and said respectfully: "Sir, the Blood Moon Massacre incident has begun to end. The clown is dead, and the two mythical weapons have been recovered. However, the people behind the clown, We haven’t found him yet, and in the near future, we will launch a comprehensive search and roundup in Fengcheng.”
The bedroom door was ajar, and someone could vaguely be seen lying on the hospital bed.
"Who killed the clown?"
An old, weak and decaying, yet full of majestic voice sounded.
Deacon Nie fell silent.
"Gu Cian's son, right?"
The old voice said: "The two mythical weapons were also taken away by him."
Deacon Nie looked gloomy and said in a low voice, "It's because my subordinates didn't do their job well."
The old man was quite tolerant and said calmly: "Since he is Gu Cian's son, it is normal for him to have some talent. It is a pity that he has been killed twice in a row. He is a good seedling."
"Yes."
Deacon Nie echoed.
In the extraordinary world, the descendants of the Gu family are indeed full of talents, but unfortunately they are all cursed and their lives are short.
But they are still very useful while they are alive.
However, Gu Ci'an fell.
As the son of a fallen person, Gu Jianlin must be dangerous and will not be taken seriously.
"For a person like me who has a short life, it doesn't matter how good the mythical weapons are. I don't have to pursue it. Because the Ether Association still has to follow the rules. Even if the child is Gu Ci'an's son, we can't do it. It’s too ugly. Once the things are in his hands, he can just find a way to get them back later.”
The old man seemed to take a sip of tea and said, "But the question is, what does he want to do when he joins the association?"
Deacon Nie said nothing.
"Today, I received a report from Minister Lu, which is a summary of the intelligence obtained by the child."
The old man said indifferently: "The kid claimed that there was someone else who caused the Blood Moon Massacre. Because at that time, Gu Cian was trapped at the lowest level of Qilin Immortal Palace. He said that this was what the clown said himself. "
Upon hearing this, Deacon Nie sneered: "He just opened his mouth, does he have any evidence?"
"There is no evidence, but he will slowly look for evidence."
The old man said: "Let him retreat before the difficulties come. The rules of the Ether Association cannot be broken."
Deacon Nie put his hand on his chest and said in a deep voice: "I understand, sir."
"Go and find the person behind the clown."
The old man said: "Be quick."
Deacon Nie bowed deeply again.
At this time, a young man in a white suit came over, closed the door gently, made a gesture of invitation, and said coldly: "Deacon Nie, it's time for the saint to rest."
Deacon Nie nodded slightly and asked again: "Congressman Zhang, how long can Lord Saint's body last?"
In the Aether Society, the Inquisition is the core authority.
As a deacon, he had just squeezed into the circle of people with power.
Above the deacons are the councillors.
And above the MPs, that is the real top of the pyramid.
Saint.
"At most three months."
Councilor Zhang said coldly.
Deacon Nie was stunned and sighed: "I understand."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Councilor Zhang watched him leave, and suddenly heard an old voice in the room.
"Conservation."
The old man's voice sounded: "Help me do something..."
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Today is a rare good day, the sun is shining brightly and the sky is blue.
The bustling commercial street is crowded with people. Office workers rushing to catch the morning rush hour cross the street. Occasionally, girls in short skirts walk briskly on the street. With the morning news broadcast on the screen of the building, everything is very busy. good.
A dark Land Rover drove through the neighborhood like a ferocious beast, rampaging.
"Where are we going?"
Gu Jianlin asked curiously.
After breakfast, he was taken out, still wearing a hospital gown.
Lu Zicheng wore sunglasses and said calmly: "Deep Space Technology Building."
At this time, Chen Qing leaned over from the co-pilot and gave him a bag of clothes: "Take it and put it on."
Gu Jianlin took it and saw a black shirt and gray slim-fitting pants inside.
He took it and compared it and found that the size was just right.
"I measured your body proportions yesterday while you were asleep."
Chen Qing glanced at him and raised her red lips: "You have a good figure."
Gu Jianlin was silent for a moment: "Sister Chen Qing, I am a male."
"You are not considered a male yet. You have three months to reach adulthood. You are a minor."
Chen Qing turned around and said calmly: "What is there for a child to be shy about? Just change your clothes."
Gu Jianlin said quietly, "Can you move the rearview mirror?"
Lu Zicheng shrugged and was about to pull it away, but his hand was slapped away.
"The young master didn't have a good rest last night and was not concentrating. It might be unsafe to open the rearview mirror."
Chen Qing said lightly: "Just change it like this."
Gu Jianlin had no choice but to huddle under the seat and change his clothes.
By the way, he complained: "Isn't it good to have a good rest on the ancient martial arts path?"
In all the most ancient ways, the energy used by ancient martial arts is Qi. Qi can not only be used to fight the enemy, but also to self-recuperate. As long as they are alive, their bodies will be stronger.
"Ahem!"
Lu Zicheng coughed heavily, as if giving a warning.
Chen Qing fell into silence.
When Gu Jianlinzheng was curious, he saw the green-feathered parrot in the bird cage next to him suddenly broke free of its muzzle.
"The female ghost tastes really good!"
Gu Jianlin turned his head in surprise and looked at the green parrot.
Suddenly, a sharp and sharp brake sound sounded.
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At 8:30 in the morning, Deep Space Technology Building.
Gu Jianlin was wearing a black shirt and gray slim pants, standing on the street below the building, silent.
He had actually heard of this company a long time ago, because the foreign company where Uncle Su worked also cooperated with them.
But I didn't expect that this was the company to which the Ether Association belonged.
"Are you ready?"
Lu Zicheng said calmly.
Chen Qing stood next to him, with a bald and depressed parrot on his shoulder.
"What?"
Gu Jianlin turned around and asked.
"If you really want to choose to rehabilitate your father, then this road will be very difficult. In the more than three hundred years since the Ether Association was established, no descendant of the fallen has been able to survive here."
A faint smile appeared on Lu Zicheng's lips: "If you are afraid, it's not too late. Now go home and go to school and leave your father's matter to me and Chen Qing."
Gu Jianlin replied without even thinking, "I thought you were the kind of person who doesn't talk nonsense."
Lu Zicheng shrugged, held the tablet and tapped it.
At this time, Gu Jianlin's cell phone rang.
"Deep Space Network prompts, A-level investigator Lu Zicheng invites you to join the team. Do you agree?"
Gu Jianlin nodded to confirm without hesitation.
"Starting today, D-class investigator Gu Jianlin will officially serve in the Thirteenth Precinct."
"Permissions have been upgraded, the task section has been opened, and the jurisdiction ranking has been opened."
Gu Jianlin looked at the team interface revealed by the Deep Space Network.
Captain: A-level investigator, Lu Zicheng.
Ancient martial arts path: Level 4, Mad King.
Vice-captain: B-level investigator, Chen Qing.
Psychic path: Level 3, great wizard.
Team member: D-class investigator, Gu Jianlin.
Path of the God, level zero.
Gu Jianlin was stunned for a moment when he saw this. He had advanced today, but the Deep Space Network had not registered it.
The last time he became a zero-level priest, he was recorded by the Deep Space Network on the spot.
Including the fact that he later took the spiritual secret medicine, the detection bracelet immediately recorded it for him.
But not this time.
Wait, he suddenly knew why.
The lock that does not exist!
Gu Jianlin also wore a monitoring bracelet when he advanced this time, but he still had a lock on his body.
This mythical weapon can not only erase his sense of existence, but can even circumvent the detection bracelet.
He hesitated for a moment and clicked on the jurisdiction ranking.
The first section is the squad rankings.
The second section is personal ranking.
It seems that only newly promoted young investigators participate in the personal ranking, and the rankings are from high to low according to merit.
Gu Jianlin was surprised to find that he was ranked tenth with a merit score of 3,100.
And in the top ten.
No, it should be said that in the first hundred miles, he was the only one who was at level zero.
Of course, he has successfully advanced now.
"You killed the clown. He is a second-level man with highly deformed abilities. He even mastered two mythical weapons. Three thousand merit points for you is not a lot. You probably don't know what you have done. Feat, your deeds should have directly shocked the entire jurisdiction. But due to various reasons, the news was blocked."
Lu Zicheng said calmly: "Understood?"
"Because I'm the son of the Fallen?"
Gu Jianlin raised his eyebrows. This hat was placed on his head, which made people particularly uncomfortable.
"That's not entirely true. The main reason is that if this matter spreads, the Tribunal will lose face."
Lu Zicheng said with a smile: "Your rank is the lowest among the top-ranked young people, and the top nine are all monsters with extraordinary talents, especially the top three..."
Gu Jianlin lowered his head and glanced at the actual rankings on the screen.
The one at the front, and the most eye-catching one, has only one name.
NO.1：
Tang Ling, B-level investigator, Sword Sect Path.
Third level, sword crazy.
Code name, Thunder!
