Yama Rising Chapter 1150: : The Great Riot in Requiem City (1)
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"No problem?" Zheng Shuguo opened blood-red eyes, and his gaze flicked across the investigator who reported. Make the other party tremble slightly, can only grit his teeth and answer: "Yes..."
Zheng Shuguo closed his eyes and let out a long breath. After a long time, he waved his hand sadly: "I see, you can go out."
The investigator left as amnesty, and the office became quiet. Only the head apex lamp glowed with a pale white light.
On a thick brown wooden table, there is a cup of bitter black coffee. Twenty-three hours have passed since the battle of the Magic Capital Yama, and Zheng Shuguo did not close his eyes at all.
He is looking forward to an accountable result, otherwise he would not have the face to sit in this position. However, no matter what aspect of the investigation, even if the sage is started to ask, the answer is no problem.
Alsace thought about it, he also thought about it, for example...The "murderer" at the door was actually the "mouth killer", and the operators inside were also boarded. However, the result of this is: anyone can give instructions to the other party. The search was extended to all groups.
Two consecutive investigations, without any results. It was less than an hour since the 24 hours he had promised, and he felt tired and numb. A feeling of powerlessness spreads through the body like poison.
He slowly opened his eyes, his hand covered with veins slowly picked up the coffee cup, and took a sip.
The bitter coffee fell into the throat, and he sighed faintly.
There is no time when I am eager to become Yama.
I don’t have enough power to understand what the level is fighting for.
When... he gently put down the coffee cup and was about to press a button next to the table. Suddenly, the door was silently opened.
"Why are you here?" Zheng Shuguo paused, and then suddenly stood up, as if seeing a lighthouse in a dark storm, he walked quickly to meet him.
Two old men stood at the door.
One, Xuanyuan Sword Master, one of the three great forces. Beside him is a man with silver hair, a thin face and a Chinese tunic suit.
This face appears in news networks or various newspapers almost every day. Especially the officials within the system are familiar with each other's name.
Director of the Organization Department, Rao Guanghui.
The appointment, resume, and replacement of all officials must go through the hands of the other party. Whether it is a county mayor or a high-ranking official at the provincial or ministerial level, the power does not differ from one person to ten thousand.
"Thanks for your hard work. Comrade Shuguo." Facing Zheng Shuguo, Rao Guanghui also walked up quickly, grabbing the opponent's hand and shook it gently.
Slightly touched and separated, he seemed to squeeze out a formulaic smile, but he didn't laugh. Finally, Su Rong said: "Ten minutes ago, King Qin Yan left the magic capital, and all the Yamas returned to the underworld. Through the transmission of the city god, it should be a major event in the underworld."
Zheng Shuguo's throat moved, as if he wanted to say something, and finally turned into a wry smile.
The four great Yamas are in the magic capital, and there are countless attendants around them, confidants. In the end, the one who informed King Qin Yan that he had left was the local city of Demon Capital, the land of the city **** that was the furthest away from Yan Luo.
This is the other person expressing their dissatisfaction, quite dissatisfied.
"The Grand Elder knew about this more than ten hours ago. I'm sorry that I only brought help now." Although Rao Guanghui is getting older, he still speaks and does things vigorously and vigorously. He sits on the main seat. Sword Master Xuanyuan and Zheng Shuguo naturally sat on the sofa beside them. Rao Guanghui
There was no pause at all, and then he said: "After the disaster, to maintain close contact with the Yin Division and harmony between Yin and Yang. This is the highest instruction of two consecutive generations of elders. After the elder knew about this, he stated that he would thoroughly investigate. , Always find out whether you are boarded because of what happened. If you are small, you can change it, and if you are large, you will be temporarily suspended."
Zheng Shuguo nodded, the relationship between the heart demon and human beings is like a fly that does not bite a seamless egg. Yang Jian must know what they are boarding for, and whether such people can serve as party and state officials.
"After the elder knew the seriousness of the situation, a think tank discussion on Yinling has been organized. Now..."
He took out a kraft paper bag from under his armpit and gently placed it on the table: "The results are already there."
Zheng Shuguo's eyes suddenly lit up.
He sits in this position, and he has misery. The power system is a very mysterious thing. It is difficult for the next realm to see the vision of the previous realm, let alone guess why the other party did it. Yang Jian is already ranked as the highest combat power, but facing Yinsi, a behemoth that has been passed down for thousands of years, he can only rely on guessing, only inference.
When something happened, he must go up again. Whether it's picking up the pot or something else.
Sandwich biscuits, air on both sides.
He needs the strong support of the country, and he can solve the ghosts that appeared in the past. Unexpectedly, this time a major event had just happened. In less than twenty-four hours, the country had already made countermeasures!
A one-party country, as long as you think about it, there is nothing you can't do!
The fire of hope in his heart was ignited. He just put his hand on the kraft paper bag, but was held down by Rao Guanghui.
"There are a few things you must do now."
"Before we discuss the feasibility of the action, immediately monitor all those who are doing other things at the time."
Zheng Shuguo sighed: "It has been monitored, and even used a saint to ask, but... there is no problem."
"No!" Rao Guanghui leaned forward and lowered his voice: "The think tank means that from the beginning of King Qin Yan's hands to the activation of the spiritual cordon, any abnormal movement will be the highest. Watch the sequence! If this matter is not resolved, they will not be allowed to go out!"
Double regulation?
Zheng Shuguo's eyes flickered. Among them... but including the reserve forces of provincial and ministerial cadres such as the mayor of the magic city... the top... is it true this time?
Ignoring Zheng Shuguo's thoughts, Rao Guanghui continued: "Have you ever thought about it. The situation was so urgent at the time that it was hard to see in a century. Why do these people have leisure to do other things?"
In a word, Zheng Shuguo stood up suddenly, looking at Rao Guanghui in amazement, like a divine initiation, his lips moved several times, his chest rose and fell sharply, and finally he was silent.
Yeah... that's right! That's it!
At that time, the situation in the entire magic capital was on the verge of an arrow. There is a slight difference, let alone Zheng Shuguo, it is Ji Changqing and Zhang Junliang... No, the relevant personnel of the entire Demon Capital government, and everyone in the Special Investigation Office, absolutely can't eat it!
At this time, are you in the mood to do something else?
You are still in the mood to send messages like Zhang Junliang? Explain the work of the day?
This in itself is the biggest doubt!
"I'll make arrangements right away!" He quickly walked out the door. In the room, only Rao Guanghui and Xuanyuan Sword Master were left.
"It's a pity." A few seconds later, Sword Master Xuanyuan said quietly: "There will always be no Yama in the sun... Different visions, our eyes
Always couldn't keep up with the underworld, which led to this big accident. "
Rao Guanghui lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. In the cloud cover the mist, he slowly said: "That's why I have to give the underworld an answer."
His slender and dry fingers gently touched the kraft paper bag: "This is our answer."
"We will let the Yin Division know that, as long as you think about it, no matter where the inner demon is hiding, even with the power of the whole country, we can find a way!"
"Although this method is a little more troublesome, the cycle is a little longer, and a little more dangerous. But as long as we have this determination, Yangjian will be the greatest help from the underworld!"
Sword Master Xuanyuan looked at the kraft paper bag with emotion. After a long time nodded.
"This method...the great elder is bold."
Rao Guanghui put out his cigarette **** and closed his eyes: "The person already looks, just wait for King Qin Yan to come back. We will give him a satisfactory answer!"
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Requiem City.
This city is located in the westernmost part of the Chinese prefecture and is the dividing line between the Chinese prefecture and the Indian prefecture. Of course, it is far from the actual dividing line. At present, the scale of ghost people in the underworld of China is not enough to cover the entire land of more than 10 million square kilometers.
This is the bottom line. Even the least populated Greek underworld of the other three permanent villages has one or two billion ghost people. In contrast, the Chinese underworld has entered the age of the United States.
The city of Requiem is not big. Before the prefecture established the Taiwan Island Free Trade Zone, the cities were fine, and there was not much difference. But since opening the country a little bit, the law of development of coastal areas surpassing inland areas is once again perfectly presented.
The entire Requiem City, or Requiem City, has only 100,000 ghosts and people. It is located under Yangjian Tibetan Province. No matter the buildings or the clothing of the ghosts, there are some Tibetan flavors, although not as strong as the Yangjian style. Enter another world. But it also makes people feel refreshing.
Night, seven o'clock.
The lights are already on. But at this moment, in the dark and red sky, the golden sunset suddenly twisted.
"What's that?" A little ghost girl, holding the sugar bowl she just bought, looked into the sky curiously.
It's not just her. Soon, all the ghosts and people in the city saw the vision of the sky. The dark clouds quickly twisted and rotated in the sky, becoming a huge cloud hole! And in the cloud cave, a golden eye overlooks the city like a god.
"What is this?" "The new magic of the underworld? Or which Yama is going to issue a new law?" "Is this... eyes?"
Hey, he is just curious. All the ghost people have no sense of crisis.
The underworld has been established for twenty years, and nothing can threaten them. Life is always getting better every day, so the Yin soldiers stationed here have some slack.
There is no slack, only the mayor of Requiem City.
He is a square-faced man with a appearance in his forties. Unlike the citizens, he trembled at the moment he saw the giant golden eyes in the sky, and then smiled freely.
"It's us..." His hand slowly pressed the button beside the table and closed his eyes: "I didn't expect that luck would be so back..."
Yesterday, King Zhao Gui personally ordered that whenever there is a vision in the city, he will immediately notify his superiors. Waiting for rescue.
As soon as he pressed the button, the giant eyes in the sky burst open, turning into golden light curtains, shooting frantically towards the city below!