I was clearly practicing martial arts, how did it become a magical power?

The afterglow of the setting sun fell into the yard.

Qian Hai finished playing chess with a group of old friends, and walked back to the mansion with a teapot in his hand.

After coming to Shanhe County, Qian Hai has lived this leisurely life.

He has long lost the opportunity to advance in martial arts. He has practiced for a lifetime, and now Qin Yang doesn't need him.

Qian Hai felt that he might really need a break.

When he returned to the mansion.

He frowned slightly.

Usually at this time, Xiaohuan should come back from the embroidery shop and be busy in the kitchen.

But now he looked over.

There was no smoke rising from the mansion.

"It's hard to understand why this girl came back early today and prepared all the meals?"

Qian Hai opened the door of the mansion, walked closer, and called Xiaohuan a few times, but there was no response.

His expression changed slightly, and he quickly searched in the room of the mansion.

No

He went to the kitchen again.

There was no sign of fire.

This means that Xiaohuan may not have come back.

The setting sun fell quickly, and it was dark in the blink of an eye.

Qian Hai walked out of the mansion with a dark face, holding a lantern and a big knife on his back.

He quickly came to Xiaohuan's embroidery shop.

The door of the shop was closed.

But when Qian Hai pushed it gently, the door was pushed open.

It was not locked at all.

Qian Hai walked into the shop and observed for a while, but found no signs of fighting. Everything was normal.

"Xiaohuan once said that Sister Chen lived in Lanhua Lane."

Qian Hai locked the door of the embroidery shop again and went to Lanhua Lane with a lantern.

After asking several families, Qian Hai finally found Sister Chen.

Sister Chen was taking care of the child. When she heard that Xiaohuan did not go home, she was surprised: "I left the embroidery shop at noon and came back to take care of the child."

"When I left, Xiaohuan was fine. I specially asked her to go back early."

Qian Hai frowned: "Did you give the key to Xiaohuan?"

"Yes." Sister Chen nodded.

"It's broken." Qian Hai's face became even gloomier.

The wooden door of the embroidery shop was not locked.

This means that Xiaohuan may have encountered danger in the embroidery shop, and then was taken away, and the wooden door was casually covered.

After saying goodbye to Sister Chen, Qian Hai walked quickly to the yamen.

Now that Qin Yang is not in Shanhe City, Qian Hai can only hope to report to the authorities.

But before he entered the yamen, he was stopped by the yamen runner on duty.

"Sir, I have an urgent matter to report to the authorities."

Qian Hai is an old man, and he did not get angry about it, and secretly gave a few taels of silver.

The yamen took the silver and smiled: "Unless the old man is dead, the yamen will not accept cases at night. Come back tomorrow."

"But my daughter is missing, can the official point out a way?"

Qian Hai suppressed his emotions and took out a few more taels of silver.

"There are too many missing cases these days and no one can be found at present."

The yamen runner said with some pity.

His meaning is very clear.

It's useless to report to the authorities now, and you can't find anyone at all.

After listening, Qian Hai stopped talking nonsense and left directly.

"This old man has a bad temper."

The yamen runner muttered.

The yamen runner beside him stretched out his hand: "Hurry up, half of the silver each."

"Why are you so anxious? Can your share be missed?"

"Nonsense, you embezzled it last time!"

"It's useless to report to the police. There is only one place to go."

Qian Hai found an old friend's house overnight.

His old friend's family raised a horse. Qian Hai explained the situation, borrowed the horse, left the city overnight, and went straight to the Patrol Department.

Ordinary people may not know where the Patrol Department is.

But Qin Yang naturally told Qian Hai where the Patrol Department was in Shanhe City, and asked him to come to the Patrol Department to find him if he had any problems.

The night road was dark, and Qian Hai did not dare to take too many risks.

He knew that if an accident happened, there would really be no one to save Xiaohuan.

An hour later.

Qian Hai finally saw the huge archway of the Patrol Department.

A team of fully armed guards in black armor was on duty.

The patrol and guarding of the Patrol Department are all in the charge of the military prison department.

Qian Hai saw this and hurriedly dismounted.

"The Patrol Department is a key area, no one is allowed to enter."

A man wearing black armor and a tiger helmet looked at Qian Hai with a cold voice.

The many guards behind him all stared at Qian Hai with grim eyes.

There was even a faint sound of bowstrings and noose nearby.

Qian Hai was horrified and said with fear: "Sir, I am Qian Hai."

"My young master is called Qin Yang, and he is the evil killer of the Patrol Department."

The man with the tiger helmet whispered: "So, you are here to find Qin Yang?"

The man with the tiger helmet took out a book, his eyes still cold.

"No. I know that the young master went to perform a mission in another place."

"This time we came here because something happened in our family and we want to seek help from the Patrol Department."

Qian Hai clasped his fists.

The man with the tiger helmet looked at the records in the book.

He did find the record of Qin Yang leaving the Patrol Department.

In the Sky Patrol Department, every entry and exit needs to be registered.

"I'm sorry, Qin Yang is not here, I can't pass on the message."

"What do you want to do? Wait until he comes back to deal with it."

The man in the tiger helmet said indifferently.

"Sir, I really have an urgent matter."

"I wonder if my young master has any friends in the Sky Patrol Department?"

Qian Hai said helplessly.

"I am from the Military Prison Department, and Qin Yang is from the Evil Punishment Department. How can I know about him?"

"Please go back."

The man in the tiger helmet was getting impatient.

Qian Hai heard his tone and knew that if he didn't leave, he would be in trouble.

"Forget it. Even if I have to sacrifice my old bones, I have to find Xiao Huan back."

Qian Hai was planning to go back to Shanhe City to find Xiao Huan.

"Qin Yang. Old man, who are you to Qin Yang?"

A heroic young man, carrying an armor-piercing gun, just came to the Patrol Department.

This man was naturally Wang Qitian.

He just happened to complete a mission to kill evil spirits from other places and rushed back in the middle of the night.

As a result, he heard the two words Qin Yang at the door and asked casually.

"I am Qian Hai, a guard in the young master's mansion."

Qian Hai said hurriedly.

Wang Qitian asked, "Why did you come to Qin Yang in the middle of the night?"

"I remember he seemed to have gone out."

Qian Hai explained, "There is a reason for this. I can't solve it, so I can only come to the Sky Patrol for help."

"Then tell me."

Wang Qitian is generous and loyal.

Heard that Qin Yang's family was in trouble, he would not remain indifferent.

"Sir, it's like this."

Qian Hai told the news of Xiaohuan's disappearance.

"Hmph, the people in the government are really idle, a bunch of good-for-nothings."

"Don't worry, old man, I'll take the lead for you."

Wang Qitian said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, sir!"

Qian Hai was delighted when he heard this.

The people in the Sky Patrol were willing to come forward, which was naturally much better than himself, an old man.

"Wang Qitian, this is the government's business."

"If you cross the line, it will easily cause conflicts."

The man in the tiger helmet heard Qian Hai's words and said coldly.

"Hahaha."

"I just crossed the line."

"I wonder what the people in the government can do to me?"

"Let's go!"

Wang Qitian sneered.