"Master Li, this is the latest file. Everyone at Zhuyingtang has been looking forward to your return. Now we finally have a backbone."
In the Yamen of the Department, in the Shadow Hall, Han Zhi put a pile of official documents on Li Fan's table with a smile on his face and reported to him.
Now everyone in Zhuyingtang knows that he was recruited personally by Li Fan, and they all treat him as a confidant.
In the days when Li Fan was away, the one who was most worried about his safety, apart from a group of people in the Hou Mansion, was probably him.
After all, all the power and wealth are here. If someone else is in charge of Zhuyingtang, he may not have his place.
Li Ao nodded noncommittally and didn't bother to elaborate. He just asked about the specific situation.
He was still quite concerned about how many strange incidents the Zhuyingtang had handled and how many evil spirits it had solved during his absence.
This means the recent situation in the Holy Capital.
Han Zhi showed his usual ability and reported all the details he knew, allowing Li Fan to gain a deeper understanding.
But besides this, Han Zhi talked about another thing.
"The Catching Wind Hall and the Disha Hall recently jointly uncovered an incident of using evil spirits to cause trouble. Although some people did not become aliens, they unintentionally mastered some weird laws and used them to harm others."
Are the people in this holy capital starting to learn how to engage in prostitution for free?
Although he had already guessed that this would happen sooner or later after Wei Wei's recovery, Li Ao still couldn't help but feel a little subtle when he heard it.
Human wisdom is truly endless.
"What exactly happened?" Li Fan asked.
"That's right, that weird incident was caused by an ancient painting that can respond to people's desires and transform all things.
After someone picked it up, they discovered that as long as they paid enough blood, they could outline graphics, create a scene, and then enter it.
If in the painting there are heavenly palaces, fertile fields and mansions, fine wines and delicacies, servants and beautiful maids, the fantasy world after entering will also have...
The only problem is that after entering it, you will die if you come out!
The scoundrel with the treasure painting came up with a destructive trick, using a method that others didn't know about to lure him in, seeking wealth and death, and even our spies...
Because the man was very cautious, it took a long time to realize that he had accumulated a lot of wealth and knew a lot of strange information.
When we found him, he even knew how to use the channels in the wild rivers and lakes to disguise himself as a stranger and obtain other expendable exotic treasures.
But until now, he has not become a stranger, so he is not very affected by the strange power. "
"This guy is definitely a talent." Li Ao couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.
The painting in his hand is probably similar to the red hijab, a special type that can be used without control.
If your mental ability or luck is not good, you will easily be robbed by others.
But being able to keep it and keep it to this day shows that it really has some ability.
"Isn't that right? A mere scoundrel managed to fool so many wealthy businessmen and our strangers. It can be seen that in these troubled times, there are many talents, and there are also people who should not be underestimated in the rough." Han Zhi said quite sighed.
"Okay, you told me this because you wanted to protect him, right? How is that person doing now? Have you arrested him and put him in jail?" Li Ao said.
Now that the department is recruiting people, if Han Zhi is out of public interest, he doesn't mind the other party recommending some available talents.
The key is not to use yourself as a graphic seal, thinking that you can manipulate yourself with a little effort.
Han Zhi said quickly: "Yes, he is already in prison. Sir, please rest assured that I have not promised anything to him. I just saw his availability and recommended him to you wholeheartedly."
"Yeah?"
Li Ao was noncommittal.
…
Behind the headquarters, in the prison.
In the dark and gloomy cell, there is no daylight.
Because of the Titan's Disaster, many of the prisoners were dead, and new ones were not added. This left the originally small place empty, with no one in several rooms in a row.
The scoundrel Zhang Ergou was lying in the straw with a gray face, as if he had lost his soul.
He is exactly the talent that Han Zhi mentioned in the wild world.
During this time, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes because of the rare treasure he picked up.
From being in poverty at the beginning, to living and drinking, to almost dying when the victim retaliates, he suddenly wakes up, and from then on he becomes cautious and cautious.
But he didn't expect that he would eventually fall into the hands of the Demon Suppressor.
At this time, he finally figured it out. From the moment he touched the official family, this outcome was already destined.
Those people have their backs, unlike ordinary wealthy businessmen or reckless strangers, who die just as they die without anyone holding them accountable.
Don't look at the destruction of the Demon Suppression Division headquarters. The personnel inside suffered heavy casualties, and even the organization was not re-established.
As long as they are given a chance, they will soon be able to make a comeback and even develop more prosperously.
All this is because the Demon-Suppressing Division is the face of the imperial court, symbolizing the imperial court's power to control strange things.
As long as this world is still a Daqian world, he will always be a force that cannot be ignored.
And before he met the people from the Demon Suppression Division, he didn't even know that this organization existed.
“I’ve fallen into a trap, I’ve really fallen into a trap this time.
No one told me this..."
Zhang Ergou was deeply desperate and felt that the world was really unfair.
The chance of making a mistake for a foreigner is too small.
I had known this...
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside, and someone walked in.
As the corridor door opens, the light from outside shines on the corridor, and the strong sunlight is reflected by the floor.
Zhang Ergou had been in the dark environment for a long time, and couldn't help but squint his eyes to cover his eyes. Then he saw a figure walking in followed by several jailers, and a man in official uniform followed beside him.
"Zhang Ergou, get up. Mr. Li wants to ask you something. Answer whatever he asks. If you talk too much or say something nonsense, watch your skin carefully!"
The jailer shouted solemnly.
Zhang Ergou became excited and quickly threw himself in front of the cell fence: "Sir, Mr. Qingtian, I was wronged, please help me get out.
I will set up a memorial tablet for you and act as a dog for you. You can do whatever you ask me to do, just don’t kill me! "
Li Fan could actually see Mo Hu, but when he saw that under the strange contamination, a figure that was far thinner than the stranger threw himself there, shouting injustice, and couldn't help but show a satisfied smile on his face.
Having a desire to survive means that the person can control it.
No matter what background and abilities he has, he must be useful in this way after all.
