Chapter 41 Asking for help from Qin Tianjian

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Zhao Xun woke up instantly.

Water leakage means fire. Not long after they fell asleep, a fire broke out in the archives?

He quickly shook Jia Xingwen and Wangcai awake, and said urgently: "The records library is leaking, let's go put out the fire quickly."

The three of them rushed out of the government office and went straight to the document warehouse.

But when they arrived outside the document warehouse with wooden basins, they found that the entire document warehouse was shrouded in fire. The fire was completely beyond the control of the bad people.

The little water Zhao Xun and the others received was just a drop in the bucket.

"We just reviewed the files of Chen Liangfu and Wang Zhongyi, and then the records were leaked. This is really strange."

Zhao Xun looked confused, he really couldn't understand what was happening.

"Brother Jia, besides getting water to put out the fire, is there any other way?"

Although he knew there was little hope, Zhao Xun still asked with a hint of fantasy.

"The fire is too strong. The people from Qintian Prison may be able to do something about it, but by the time they arrive, it will be too late. The only solution for now is to mobilize everyone in the bad guys' yamen to see how many files can be saved."

Jia Xingwen's words crushed Zhao Xun's thoughts. He clenched his fists tightly, thinking that he still underestimated the power of the secret forces.

Now we can only try our best to salvage the files and minimize the losses.

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After some mobilization by Zhao Xun and others, all the hundreds of people in the bad guys' yamen were dispatched.

Most of them were practitioners, and they were very efficient in collecting water and suppressed the fire in a short period of time.

However, because the fire started so fiercely at the beginning, the files on the inner layer were basically burned down, while the files on the outer layer basically did not suffer much damage.

Of course, the files of Wang Zhongyi and Chen Liangfu were located in the inner layer and were burned until not a single volume was left.

Bad coach Feng Hao summoned Zhao Xun as soon as he learned the news.

Zhao Xun immediately rushed to the second floor of the government office. When he saw the bad guy's face turned pale, he quickly clasped his fists to plead guilty and said: "Sir Feng, there is a leak in the records library, and I have an unshirkable responsibility. If I could pay more attention, , send someone to keep an eye on it, maybe such a tragic situation won’t happen.”

Although this matter had little to do with Zhao Xun, Zhao Xun still chose to take responsibility.

Feng Hao must be angry right now. If Zhao Xun shirks his responsibility, Feng Hao will definitely be unhappy.

Any leader likes responsible subordinates. This is a matter of workplace experience. It is impossible for Zhao Xun, an old social worker, to make stupid mistakes.

Sure enough, seeing Zhao Xun take the initiative to take responsibility, Feng Hao, who was originally ashen-faced, sighed, waved his hands and said, "Well, I can't blame you for this. Someone deliberately wants to destroy the evidence, and it's hard to guard against thieves day and night." Be on guard."

A stern look flashed in Feng Hao's eyes, and then he slapped the table angrily: "You dare to do anything under my nose, you are really tired of living. Zhao Xun, I want to invite an expert from the Qintian Prison Come and watch your mind, from now on, no one in the bad guys’ yamen is allowed to leave!"

Zhao Xun wanted to roll his eyes when he heard this. Mr. Feng really didn't look back until he hit the wall, and he didn't shed tears until he saw the coffin.

What did you do early?

After the murderer died suddenly, Zhao Xun felt that there was still a mole in the bad guy's yamen. Later, after catching the Dongyue Swordsman, Zhao Xun suggested that Feng Hao invite the magicians from Qintian Prison to interrogate the prisoners using mind-observation skills. By the way, they could also clean up the bad guys to see who was the mole.

But Feng Hao was so proud that he never agreed.

Fortunately now, the fire in the archives could not be ended, and Feng Haocai finally agreed to ask the Qintian Prison's magicians to investigate the evildoers one by one.

This is really about saving face and suffering.

But it's not too late to make amends.

As long as Feng Hao finally agrees.

This at least ensures that the bad guys' yamen will be stable and peaceful for a period of time in the future, and they will no longer go around catching moles.

"Master Feng is wise." Zhao Xun flattered him and then continued: "Is there anything you need me to do?"

"Just do what you should do. Don't expose any flaws and alert others."

Feng Hao knew that the mole lurking in the dark must be a frightened bird. A slight movement might be noticed by him, and the result would be in vain.

The best way is to remain unchanged in response to all changes. When the people from Qintian Prison arrive, everything will be settled.

"I am going to Qin Tian Prison right now. I must stay still until I come back."

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Dazhou Qintianjian is affiliated to the Secretary Province and is located between the second and third palace walls of the Daming Palace, adjacent to the Menxia Province.

To get to Qintian Prison from the bad person's office near Longshou Hall in Jiacheng, you only need to pass through a gate in Jiacheng and then go all the way west.

Feng Hao is a strong second-level martial artist. He can step into the first-level martial arts in just one step. Logically speaking, he can move as fast as flying.

But in the palace, a big shot like him must be cautious in every move he makes.

Because there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him, and if he did anything wrong, he would be criticized by those censors who would kill a thousand swords.

These guys hate bad people the most, and they think it's okay to make false claims. If they get a hold of him, they'd love to bite off a piece of Feng Hao's body.

Not in a hurry, Feng Hao tried his best to lower his cadence to a normal state, so that he would not be criticized for being disrespectful.

At this moment, Yuan Tiangang, the supervisor of Qintian Prison, was making predictions on a divination, and his eldest disciple Li Chunfeng was waiting on him.

Yuan Tiangang is already in his sixties, with a slightly stooped figure and white hair and beard. However, the skin on his face is well maintained, white and smooth, with no wrinkles visible.

As for Li Chunfeng, he is about forty years old, seven feet tall and has a slender figure. On a face with Chinese characters, the facial features are as sharp as a knife or an axe. Star eyebrows and sword eyes look even more heroic.

If he didn't mention his age, some people would even think of him as a man in his early twenties.

"This hexagram is very bad."

Yuan Tiangang shook his head and walked around the hall with his hands behind his back.

From beginning to end, Li Chunfeng didn't say a word.

This is the tacit understanding formed by their master and apprentice over the years.

When the master is telling fortunes, Li Chunfeng will not disturb him.

But while Yuan Tiangang was silent, there was a burst of commotion outside the hall.

"Chunfeng, go and have a look."

Yuan Tiangang dropped a word.

"Disciple, I obey."

Li Chunfeng cupped his fists and accepted the order and left.

When he walked outside the hall, he saw that the person who came was the bad guy, Feng Hao. He quickly raised his hands and said, "What kind of wind brought Mr. Feng here? You don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything."

"Master Yuan, I want to see Master Yuan!"

Feng Hao got straight to the point.

"My master is doing some repairs and it's not convenient to see guests."

Li Chunfeng responded lightly.

"No, if I don't see Master Yuan Tianshi today, I won't leave."

Feng Hao had already made up his mind and simply acted rogue.

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