Ghost Shelter System

Qin Kun stayed with O'Lain for a month.

Then Guan Fengqiang asked for the signed departure order and personally sent O'Lain to the plane.

Outside the airport, twelve black cars were lined up. Twelve investigators from the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation, as well as Bureau Chief Feng Qiang, were all waiting for Qin Kun to show up.

The status of the investigator is half a level higher than that of the team leaders in each region.

He is not responsible for specific affairs and does not guard a certain area, but he has a high level of authority and a high degree of freedom.

These investigators were all strangers from the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation. They were looking at Qin Kun with very ugly expressions.

"Qin Kun, I need an explanation."

The leader, Feng Qiang, wore a suit and tie today.

The wind in May carries the feeling of sunshine, but Feng Qiang does not have it. Rigidity and sternness may be his long-standing external image.

Feng Qiang had a stern face, what happened today is simply ridiculous.

He had known Qin Kun for a long time, and he also believed that Qin Kun had his own reasons. But the destruction of the Wuzhou Spiritual Investigation Bureau and the arrested heretics were not enough to quell their anger.

Outside the airport, Yi Shui wears a suit and sunglasses.

The evil spirit was hidden under his eyes, hidden by his sunglasses, but the aura revealed was still compelling.

Qin Kun was wearing an ordinary shirt. After scanning everyone present, his eyes stopped on Feng Qiang.

"You want it, here it is."

Qin Kun's expression remained unchanged, he took out his note book and secretly handed three pages to Feng Qiang.

The sound of tearing paper was enough to arouse everyone's curiosity. Feng Qiang took the three pages with confusion and looked at them for a while. The coldness in his stern face gradually disappeared and he slowly became calm. He turned around and handed the three pages to everyone for circulation.

"Do you still have any questions about the privileges I gave Qin Kun?"

Feng Qiang looked at the twelve investigators and asked.

On the three pages, there are written the 7 private strongholds of the Black Soul Sect in China. There are large tombs in each place, and there are 30 followers of the Black Soul Sect on them.

Everyone was startled and whispered among themselves.

Feng Qiang was not here to question Qin Kun this time. He just wanted to give an explanation to his subordinates. This information was enough.

"Could it be fake?"

Feng Qiang put his arm around Qin Kun's shoulders and pulled him aside.

"Won't."

Feng Qiang gave himself a lot of conveniences. In order to reassure him, Qin Kun simply told her everything, "Actually, it won't take more than a month to ask her about those spells. During this period, I mainly asked my subordinates to verify the strongholds." Correctness.”

Qin Kun smiled slightly: "A saint is not scary, these hidden thunders are what we are worried about, aren't they?"

Using the life of a saint in exchange for the places where these hidden mines are distributed, Qin Kun believes that this transaction is not a loss. After all, he had promised O'Lain not to harm her name, and the only people left to make up for the Spiritual Investigation Bureau were these poor ghosts.

Feng Qiang finally breathed a sigh of relief. This result was above passing grade.

After the twelve investigators had finished circulating, an older man with a scarred face stepped forward and looked at Feng Qiang: "Boss, let's take a step first. Mr. Qin, this information is enough to offset your mistakes. I hope you won't do it again next time." Autocratic."

The scar-faced man tapped three pages with his fingers, snorted coldly, and left with a group of people.

Hey……

Qin Kun looked at Feng Qiang in disbelief: "Old Feng, I have made such a great contribution, and this person is still not convinced?"

After all, Feng Qiang had given himself an identity, a dignified deputy. It would be fine if he didn't recognize it. What kind of attitude is this...

Feng Qiang comforted him: "Qin Kun, Investigator Bao, and the 'Sharp Gun' and 'Water Snake' who died in the line of duty in Wuzhou City all had a fatal relationship. They were unable to kill all their enemies. Naturally, they are angry. Please bear with it." .”

Qin Kun shrugged, it’s just human nature, maybe in some sense, for Investigator Bao, avenging the ‘Snapshot’ and ‘Water Snake’ is more important than obtaining this information.

Ideological construction needs to be strengthened...

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Wuzhou International Airport.

After coming out of the airport, Qin Kun and Feng Qiang drove back to the city.

Feng Qiang came specially from Yanjing. He was not in a hurry to go back this time. He wanted to settle the work situation in Wuzhou first, and then went to Linjiang City with Qin Kun.

The bureau chief, who was in his 50s, was accompanied by an assistant this time. The young man was less than 30 years old and very strong. After driving all the way to the city, Qin Kun heard Feng Qiang introduce that this was his son.

Danghun Road, Spiritual Detection Department.

It's a familiar place. Qin Kun personally took care of things here last time he came here. Now that the manpower has been replenished, the only remaining Captain Meng is much more relaxed.

Sometimes, the living suffer more than the dead.

Captain Meng often smokes alone and stares at the house in the yard in a daze. The brothers fighting side by side are all dead. Captain Meng cannot face life calmly. He is not a person who is afraid of death. He is just blessed by fate. It seems more miserable to be alive.

There were a few acquaintances in the yard.

Monk Huanggu from Kuzhuo Temple, Taoist Zhao from Feishui Mountain, Hei Po from Caotou Village, these righteous warriors, who were twisted into a ball by Qin Kun last time, put aside their grudges and temporarily helped here.

"Master Qin?"

"Master Qin is here!"

"Master Qin! Long time no see!"

Taoist priest Zhao Wumian from Feishui Mountain and Hei Po from Caotou Village were the most enthusiastic.

The two of them are the only ones who have ever fought with Qin Kun. They know that Qin Kun is very powerful. The last time Qin Kun came to Wuzhou City and got on a boat with Qin Kun, their own nest was also built well. They admire Qin Kun. There are plus.

Captain Meng looked at the people around Qin Kun with some confusion.

Captain Meng hadn't seen Feng Qiang yet, so he didn't know who he was. Feng Qiang had given instructions when he came, so Qin Kun didn't reveal his identity.

"Captain Meng, Taoist Zhao, Third Aunt Hei, Master Huang Gu, long time no see."

Qin Kun smiled: "I came to Wuzhou for business, so I stopped by to take a look. I didn't expect you all to be here."

Daochang Zhao and Po Hei grinned and said: "Master Qin, a righteous man in the world, hates to see his comrades in trouble. Captain Meng is temporarily short of people here. I'll wait until there is nothing to do and come over to gather some people."

This group of people was much stronger than Captain Meng. Qin Kun felt at ease, and Feng Qiang also felt at ease. He wandered around here and refused their invitation to dinner before Qin Kun and Feng Qiang left.

At night, the Chenghuang Temple in Wuzhou City.

There were not many people on the street anymore. In an extremely dark alley, Feng Qiang stood there with his hands behind his hands. His son next to him asked: "Dad, I complied with your request and didn't speak for a whole day."

Feng Qiang snorted softly and nodded: "Want to talk now?"

"Yes, I don't think that Qin Kun is very powerful. He is just a Taoist cloak. What should I learn from him? Haven't I seen enough of the world in these years?"

The young man's name is Feng Dong, Feng Qiang's only son and one of the twelve investigators of the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation.

Feng Dong was wearing gloves and holding a cigarette in his mouth, exactly like Feng Qiang when he was young.

Feng Qiang said expressionlessly: "You really haven't seen much of the world."

Feng Dong was unconvinced and wanted to argue. Not far away, Qin Kun said: "The car is here, just stop fighting for a while."

A hearse with a gas bag on top and black curtains hung on it slowly drove over. It was a bit more advanced than the one in Linjiang City. It had white flowers tied on the front and a big "Die" written on it.

Feng Dong was dumbfounded. Looking at the driver, he didn't look human at all. His face was pierced by an iron tool, and half of the sky spirit cap was gone.

Feng Qiang said: "At least you haven't seen the hearse that has gone out of sight, right? Follow it."

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