Dreams lead to ancient times? I am really not an ancient Taoist ancestor

This is the second time Lu Xuan has come to the Supervision Office building.

Unlike the people coming and going during the day, there were not many people in the Inspectorate Office building at this moment, and there was only one receptionist at the front desk.

"Go faster!" The bald supervisor pushed Lu Xuan and the crying Wu Xiaoxu, and cursed: "I have to work overtime in the middle of the night, it's his grandma's fault."

Lu Xuan's steps were not chaotic, but Wu Xiaoxu staggered and cried louder.

He was still a child after all, unlike Lu Xuan who had escaped all the way from Qianlong City. He had never seen much of the world. At this time, he was frightened and frightened, and he cried louder and louder.

The night shift receptionist at the front desk, who was originally drowsy, was aroused by the crying.

He raised his head in a daze and said hello:

"Brother Ninth, you are so dedicated to escorting the prisoner!"

The bald supervisor nodded lightly:

"Um."

He didn't pay much attention to these so-called "colleagues". The status gap between the civilian rank and the combat rank of the Supervisory Office was that one was on the ground and the other was in the sky.

After all, one party is an ordinary person, while the other party is a practitioner, the ‘big master’.

The receptionist seemed used to it and didn't take it seriously. Instead, the flattering smile on his face became even bigger. While greeting him warmly, he glanced at the two young 'prisoners'.

He was slightly startled, feeling that one of the 'prisoners' looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

Before the receptionist could recall it carefully, the bald supervisor had already escorted Lu Xuan and Wu Xiaoxu into the interrogation room at the back.

Seeing this, he was too lazy to think about it, held his head in his hands again, and dozed off.

The interrogation room of the Inspectorate had a gloomy smell. The lights were turned on very dimly, but the surrounding walls were illuminated by bright lights, making it look particularly pale and even a little scary.

"Stay still!" The bald supervisor handcuffed Lu Xuan and Wu Xiaoxu to the interrogation chair, cursing,

The middle-aged supervisor on duty at the door smiled:

"Aren't you going to catch a wanted criminal? Why did you bring two little brats back?"

"We didn't catch him!" The bald supervisor shrugged: "These two little kids, one is the son of a wanted criminal, and the other is a suspected accomplice and co-defendant, so I brought them both back."

As he spoke, he yawned again:

"Okay, let's not talk anymore. I'm going back to catch up on my sleep. It belongs to his grandma."

"Catch up on sleep?" The middle-aged supervisor frowned: "Aren't you going to continue to trace the whereabouts of the wanted criminals?"

The bald man was stunned:

"Let's go tomorrow. Why should I worry about it this late at night? It's okay if I have nothing to do."

"you do not know?"

The middle-aged supervisor looked a little more serious:

"This case was submitted by Sakata Heavy Industries. Director Ji attaches great importance to it, and there are recent rumors that a deputy director will be parachuted in. What's your work attitude?"

"What else is there?" The bald man's face changed: "Sakata Heavy Industries. Why don't they catch them themselves? What do they want us to do? What about the deputy director??"

On the interrogation chair, Wu Xiaoxu was still sobbing, while Lu Xuan calmly raised his head and listened thoughtfully.

Sakata Heavy Industries is Sakata Heavy Industries again.

How could Uncle Wu offend Sakata Heavy Industries?

At this time, the middle-aged supervisor was probably bored, so he explained very patiently:

"To be precise, it's Sakata Heavy Industries Tokai City Branch. They handed over the wanted criminal information. There are no specific charges. They probably just let us go through the motions."

After a pause, he said again:

"As for the deputy director, it is said that he was the one who killed the owner of the White Elephant Hall two days ago."

The bald supervisor suddenly realized:

"That's the one. I've heard that killing a martial arts master with two punches seems like a killer!"

After thinking about it, he didn't plan to go back to rest, so he touched his chin:

"Well, it's not a good thing that my immediate boss has an extra killer. I'm going to the underground black market in the west of the city to see if I can find some good stuff. Then I'll show my respect to the new deputy director, where are you?"

"Bring me a copy." The middle-aged supervisor thought for a while and said with a smile: "I'll transfer the money to you later. I'll report it to the superiors. After all, there is a son of a wanted criminal. Director Ji should be interested. of."

"Okay!"

The two supervisors closed the door to the interrogation room and walked away talking and laughing.

But Lu Xuan's eyes flashed with a dark light.

"Sakata Heavy Industries. Wanted criminals without charges. Gifts"

He smiled softly, disappointment flashing across his face. This was not the great and upright Inspectorate he had imagined.

Without any evidence, just based on a word from a large consortium, or even a branch of a large consortium, people are randomly listed as wanted criminals.

The new deputy director is coming, and the first thing he thinks about is how to give gifts.

Lu Xuan lowered his head and shrank back, feeling a little cold.

He couldn't help but think of the eight words the teacher had said in his dream.

"The collapse of rituals and music is the beginning of turmoil."

Although Donghai City is only one of hundreds or thousands of cities in Langya Province, and even Langya Province is only one of dozens of federal provinces on the Ancestral Planet,

However, a small glimpse of the big picture

Lu Xuan's heart became even heavier.

Three o'clock in the morning, Bantian Heavy Industries, Donghai City branch building.

The head of the intelligence department is working overtime as usual.

After reading the report just submitted by the Supervision Office, he hesitated and made a call.

"Sir, it's me."

On the other end of the phone, the person in charge of Sakata Heavy Industries' Tokai City branch said calmly:

"Tell me, what happened today?"

"The wanted criminal Wu Datong has some clues. His son and someone close to him have been captured. Do you want to report it to the headquarters?"

"What do you think?" the person in charge scolded unceremoniously: "The headquarters doesn't know Wu Datong's whereabouts in Donghai City yet. We report it now. It's okay if we catch him later. If we don't, the people above will What do you think of us?”

The head of the intelligence department shrank his neck:

"But sir, after all, this is the person mentioned in the document sent by the headquarters to each city branch. If it is not reported, something will go wrong later."

On the other end of the phone, the person in charge was silent for a long time, and then spoke seriously:

"You are still too young. If Wu Datong is really an important and key figure, will the headquarters just issue a document so hastily and let all branches pay attention to it?"

The supervisor thought for a while and did not dare to answer.

The person in charge continued:

"He is really an important person. The headquarters has long sent out heavenly beings and even earth immortals to arrest him all over the world! Unless that Wu Datong is a top existence that surpasses earth immortals, the headquarters is just going through the motions symbolically, but you Do you think this is possible?"

The supervisor hesitated for a moment and whispered:

"What if?"

"What if?" The person in charge was even more rude: "Where do you get so many what ifs?"

"The most important thing is that I will be promoted soon. If at this juncture there is a reputation for incompetence, after I leave, the position of the person in charge of Donghai City will be yours. Do you understand?"

"I understand, sir!" The head of the intelligence department smiled bitterly and nodded. After hanging up the phone, he paced back and forth, always feeling uneasy in his heart.

After a long time, he sighed:

"That's all, it's better to be honest and obedient. If something goes wrong, I won't be the first to take the blame if the sky falls."

After a pause, he curled his lips again and said to himself:

"Moreover, if it comes true, then it's not me and this small branch that can get involved in the confrontation at that level. No, how could it be such a coincidence?"

Thinking of this, he laughed softly.

In this era, the number of practitioners who took the first step to build the Jade Tower was indeed quite large, but when they reached the stage of being a deity, the number had dropped exponentially.

Not to mention the land gods.

As for the terrifying figure above the land gods?

There are only a few of them, how could they show up in Donghai City and become a barefoot doctor?

This is simply ridiculous!

It's half past four in the morning.

In the Inspectorate Building, the door of the interrogation room was opened, and the middle-aged supervisor spoke in a stiff tone:

"Who is Wu Xiaoxu?"

"It's me!" Wu Xiaoxu said timidly.

"Let's go." The middle-aged supervisor opened the shackles for him and was about to take him away. The latter burst into tears, thinking that he was going to be 'disposed of'.

The middle-aged supervisor was a little impatient:

"Why are you crying? Are you still finished? You've been crying all night!"

Seeing him hurting her, Wu Xiaoxu sobbed:

"I don't want to die. I don't want to die."

He has long heard that the Supervisory Office is a real tiger's den and ordinary people have to shed a layer of skin after entering it!

Thinking of this, Wu Xiaoxu let out a "wow" and cried unbridledly.

Lu Xuan also raised his head at this time and asked softly to the middle-aged supervisor:

"Excuse me, where do you want to take Xiaoxu?"

The middle-aged supervisor's temper is much better than that of the previous bald man. At this time, he has a headache and is helpless:

"Our director will interrogate him personally. Okay, stop crying, no one wants your life!"

Wu Xiaoxu finally stopped sobbing, but his little eyes kept looking around, obviously he was very panicked.

Lu Xuan thought for a while and asked softly:

"Then please, can I go with you? I want to meet Director Ji."

"What's the matter with you?" the middle-aged supervisor asked impatiently: "Stay here honestly. You are not Wu Datong's son. I know that you were probably wronged. Don't worry. If you are really not involved with the wanted criminal, how can you God will let it go!"

Lu Xuan looked calm and spoke sincerely:

"I should be the new deputy director you mentioned before, but my appointment has not been announced yet."

The middle-aged supervisor and Wu Xiaoxu froze. They both looked sideways at the same time, not knowing what to say.

For a long time, the former said speechlessly:

"Okay, don't make trouble here, and don't say anything nonsense. That's me. If it were someone else, you might have to stay here for the rest of your life. Just be honest and stay there. If I'm in a good mood later, I might be able to give you something. You bring a breakfast!”

After saying that, the middle-aged supervisor led Wu Xiaoxu straight out of the interrogation room. Lu Xuan was stunned for a moment, but a slight smile appeared on his face.

Maybe, maybe this era and this world will not be in a state of collapse of rituals and music?

Since there is no such thing as [the collapse of etiquette and the destruction of music], then one should abide by etiquette and rules.

Thinking of this, Lu Xuan gave up breaking the handcuffs and just sat quietly, waiting quietly.

"As long as there are people who obey the rules, I will obey the rules. For those who don't obey the rules, I will just make them obey the rules in the future."

He said to himself, a seed planted in his heart.

Although I have seen the piles of corpses in Qianlong City, the sinister hearts of people on the escape route, and the intrigues in the shantytowns,

But Lu Xuan still has expectations for this world.

For no reason, he thought of the girl in the library, the smile on his face became even wider, and his expectations for the world became greater.

"There are always good people."

At 5:40 in the morning, Butcher Zheng returned home dejectedly and sighed:

"I tried my best."

Aunt Zheng rolled her eyes:

"Just say those little friends of yours are unreliable!"

"No!" Butcher Zheng argued: "You also know that the water in the Supervision Office is too deep after all. Is there any news from Xiao Sang?"

Mrs. Zheng nodded, shook her head and said:

"The phone number hasn't been changed, but when I called, another woman answered. She said she was Xiao Sang's nanny and asked us to call again in the morning."

After a pause, she said enviously:

"Xiao Sang is really great now. He has a nanny. Okay, I won't go to bed at this time. I will try to make another call at seven or eight o'clock. You can rest quickly. I will wait for a while. I have to go out to the stall again!"

"I'm not going!" Butcher Zheng sat down on the bed and lit a cigarette: "Young man Lu, I'm not sure about this matter. I'm not at peace with myself, and I have no intention of showing up!"

Mrs. Zheng rarely scolded him, but nodded silently, then held her chin up and yawned sleepily.

In a daze, she remembered the first time she met that boy Lu.

It was seven years ago, it was snowing heavily, and Old Man Chu led the newly picked up Lu Xiaozi to the door. Old Zheng was out of the stall, and he was caught in the cold and wrapped in a quilt.

That day, it was Lu Xiaozi who ran to get medicine for the person he was meeting for the first time. The nine-year-old child boiled water and boiled medicine, and swept away the snow in front of the door. What did he say?

"Aunt Zheng, the snow is too thick and high, so it must be swept away. Otherwise, when it melts halfway, the snow water will pour into the house. The house will be very humid by then, and your illness will be healed more slowly."

Sister-in-law Zheng, who has always been cunning and mean, couldn't help but ask again:

"Haven't you heard a saying? Everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own door, and don't worry about the frost on other people's tiles."

Lu Xuan, who was only nine years old at the time, just raised his head strangely:

"Aunt Zheng, this is wrong. It is too impersonal and impersonal. I will sweep the snow in front of your door for you, and you will remove the frost from the tiles for me. Wouldn't it be better?"

Aunt Zheng looked at the child's bright eyes and lowered her head in shame.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Li Xiaosang's phone call came through.

Sister-in-law Zheng steeled herself and recounted the story exactly as it was. At the end, she added:

"Xiao Sang, Mr. Lu is a good boy."

On the other end of the phone, Li Xiaosang was silent for a moment and said:

"I'm not in Donghai City now, but I will make two calls to Longque Technology's branch in Donghai City. It may not work, but I will try my best."

"Thank you, thank you!"

At 8:30 in the morning, Donghai High School library.

Yan Jiangxue was sitting in her original seat, but she was not so focused on reading today. She would raise her head from time to time and glance at the library door.

While looking at it, she touched the dried dragon meat she had prepared in her pocket. There was a faint precious light flowing on the dried meat.

"Lu Xuan will definitely like to eat it."

"What delicious food will he bring me today? Stir-fried chestnuts or roasted sweet potatoes? Could it be the roasted corn he mentioned yesterday?"

Thinking of this, Yan Jiangxue smiled unconsciously, just like the bright morning sun and the pleasant spring breeze,

Several students passing by looked a little crazy, and immediately looked at each other in disbelief.

Damn it, this iceberg actually smiled!