When Ai Ting returned to her office, she checked the time again.
It's five o'clock sharp, and there is still half an hour before the crucial case report.
She turned on the computer, pulled out the case files and information, and familiarized herself with them again to avoid any mistakes during the report.
Although no one is more familiar with these things than her, once a big boss suddenly asks a question, it will be embarrassing if she can't answer it.
There were also people from “higher levels” who came to listen to the report.
Above the Municipal Criminal Investigation Bureau is the State Criminal Investigation Division, commonly known as the Criminal Division. But Wutong City is a city directly under the Qingmang Kingdom, at the same level as the state. There is no criminal department above it. Above it is the National Criminal Investigation Department, commonly known as the Criminal Department.
Has the Ministry of Punishment sent people? Let me tell you, the discovery of supernatural crimes is definitely a historic breakthrough!
Although she looks cold on the outside, Ai Ting is still proud on the inside.
Meng Fei's escape from death, the clone searching for files, and then his unexpected death, his body disappearing inexplicably, to the Yunshen rooftop...
She went over every detail of the incident.
Meng Fei was clearly beaten to the point of death by the cloned version of Meng Fei. Why did he come back to life intact again?
Without being able to clearly state that he has the ability to regenerate blood at any time, it is really not easy to justify it.
But she had a perfect logic ready. All that's left is to think about what the big bosses at the top might want to throw a tantrum at.
"Dudu..."
Just ten minutes after she sat down and before she could finish reviewing the case file, her "goddess" rang.
"Goddess" is a set of software installed on computers and mobile phones, somewhat similar to WeChat. In addition to communication, various functions are included.
It’s just that everyone has WeChat, and most of the time it’s for personal matters.
The Goddess system is used for office and communication within the system, and can only be used by state employees.
She opened her phone and clicked on it. It was a message from her immediate boss, Director Zheng.
"Come to conference room 8."
This conference room happened to be reserved by her for case reports, so it would be a good idea to prepare it in advance. As expected, the Director-General also attaches great importance to this matter.
But when she arrived at the conference room, she found that the situation was a bit unexpected.
In addition to the director, there was an old man in the conference room.
A very old man. The face is covered with ravines, the beard is white, and the top of the head is shiny and Mediterranean, bare.
But around the top of his head he had an artist's white hair that was curled like waves, hanging down the back of his head and falling to the round collar of the strange brown robe he wore.
A silver necklace hung on his chest, with a striking silver crescent badge hanging at the end of the necklace.
Round collar brown robe? Silver Crescent? Isn't this the dress of the goddess priests who sold "spiritual water" everywhere in the Middle Ages to cure diseases and exorcise demons?
In the era of the Kingdom of God a long time ago, this dress was very decent, and the status of the priests was higher than that of the officials who governed the Kingdom of God.
But it's different now.
Devout believers still exist and worship the goddess's shrine in their homes. But organized groups of believers and professional clergy have long since ceased to exist.
In this outfit, he either looks like a third-rate supporting actor running away from the set, or he looks like a professional liar who collects IQ taxes from old ladies.
Although he is old, this man is in good spirits, and his smoky yellow eyes seem to be filled with wisdom and they close deeply from time to time.
But he always tried to open his eyes and take a few glances when no one was paying attention. He looked extremely vulgar, which made Ai Ting very uncomfortable.
Based on her many years of criminal investigation experience, she is truly a liar.
The first thing she wanted to say in greeting was: Are you still cheating money at such an old age? Do you want the state to help provide for the elderly?
But she restrained herself. She cannot use her professional vision to speculate on others.
"Who is this old gentleman?"
Before she finished asking, Director Zheng had already stood up, bowed respectfully to the old man, and then said, "This is President Li."
Then he actually walked backwards and reached the door. He smiled and nodded several times and said, "You guys talk, you talk, I won't disturb you."
Then he went out and closed the door.
Being alone in a room with this old man made her feel even more awkward. But as soon as she turned around, she felt a bit of silver light spinning in the air and flying over.
She grabbed it, and it was a shining silver business card with a circle of diamonds inlaid on it, a business card that was rich and wealthy to the extreme.
"President of the Goddess Belief Culture Research Association, Li Mu."
"President Li?"
Anyone with the name "research association" is an organization that sounds like a pheasant to the extreme.
The man's eyes narrowed into triangles, and the wrinkles on his face piled up like sliced onions. He smiled skillfully:
"Just call me Lao Li."
"Okay, President Li."
"You are very good."
His triangular eyes looked her up and down several times.
"Congratulations, you signed this agreement, you are now my direct subordinate."
The old man took out a volume of paperwork and placed it in front of her.
"Sorry, I refuse."
Ai Ting was speechless, what the hell agreement, why should I sign it? Am I sick?
I am a dignified captain of the criminal investigation squadron. What cultural research association did I sign up to join?
Wait, what is this? Level 12 official? Once I sign, I will be a level 12 official?
She thought she had seen it wrong.
Level 12 - Known as the biggest hurdle in the officialdom of the Qingmang Republic.
For those in the mixed system, even if their official career is successful, reaching the eleventh level is basically the end.
The twelfth level is the so-called deputy ministerial level. Once you reach the twelfth level, you will be a state and ministerial level official. There is a real world of difference between the H county and city levels.
She has had a smooth journey. She has dominated the Criminal Investigation Bureau and solved numerous major and important cases. Now she is only a ninth-level county-level official.
The director of their bureau is only level 12. As soon as I signed this, I was immediately promoted to three levels in a row and on equal footing with Director Zheng?
Are you sure you're awake?
Then the old magician in front of you is at least level 13? The boss of the main department? At the same level as the Minister of Criminal Justice and the Mayor of Wutong City?
The old man's eyes changed and he immediately took out another document.
"You can refuse. But if you refuse, you need to sign this confidentiality agreement."
Two stacks of paper were placed side by side in front of Ai Ting. But Ai Ting's eyes kept wandering around the words "Level 12" as the center.
"You need to promise to keep this case related to supernatural powers confidential. If there is any leakage, you will be dismissed from office and subject to legal sanctions.
"After signing, your position at the Bureau of Criminal Investigation will remain intact as long as you maintain confidentiality."
The old man pointed to a blank space and said: "Write here: I have read and reject this invitation. And promise to keep all the above secrets forever. Then just sign."
Ai Ting looked at "Level 12" reluctantly and raised her hand: "I'll think about it again."
"You have plenty of time to think about it."
The old man looked at her with a smile.
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