When Wen Yuanheng and Yuan Guangqi were carried out, they were scolded by countless people. If it weren't for the police stopping them, there would have been someone who would have rushed up and trampled on their bodies.

The villagers' eyes were bloody, the villagers' people were simple, and the evil people only had four words: death and revenge in their minds.

We have never figured out how Wen Yuanheng and Yuan Guangqi impersonated Yang Ziping and Liang Qingshan without being discovered.

Although I have four words in my heart that the dead are the big ones, Wen Yuanheng and Yuan Guangqi really cannot afford these four words.

In front of all the villagers, I personally separated Wen Yuanheng and Yuan Guangqi's faces. Perhaps what separates them is not the face, but the sin of hiding for ten years.

The moment the face was exposed, blood flowed, but no one felt disgusted, because these two people were not worthy of anyone's disgusting.

Under his thin face was a bloody face, and that face was completely the same as Wen Yuanheng and Yuan Guangqi in the photo.

I put my skin on the tray and waved my hand and let someone carry all the two bodies away.

Revealing this face means turning this case against the rules, and it also means that it is over.

The existence of Wannianling delayed the progress of the archaeological team. After consultation with the villagers and village chief, he decided to razed Wannianling to the ground.

All the rumors that had existed before became self-defeated after the case was solved. The villagers once believed that the Three Lives Stone was just legends and could not appear in this world.

Perhaps only we know whether it is a legend or not.

Because the case needs to be transferred, we were all present when the Wannian Ridge exploded. Gravel flew and dust filled. We, a thousand meters away, watched with our own eyes, gradually disappearing in front of us.

After the bombing of Wannianling, the archaeological team began to excavate a large number of antiques left in the tombs, and EYong Village Primary School no longer exists.

However, all this was not long-lasting. Not long after we returned to Long Bureau, we heard that Xiao Wenxuan, chairman of Yuan'an Pharmaceutical Company, donated it to an elementary school in Anyong Village in the name of his father Xiao Guanchen.

The site selection of the primary school has been decided, and the construction of the primary school will begin soon.

When we learned all this, we smiled knowingly, and Xiao Guanchen's coolness was still lingering in our minds.

After sorting out all the files in the Ernst & Young Village case, I opened the file cabinet of the Dragon Bureau with the keys and locked the Ernst & Young Village case with the Mu Chengzhi case.

Both cases are cases that change me, or that change my understanding of the world.

This trip to the underworld completely made me feel the real death, and also made me feel the value of the people around me.

Mao Zhengyuan’s funeral was not a sensation or luxurious, just like when he was alive, plain, quiet, so quiet that we were not holding a funeral.

When holding the funeral, Jiang Bing finally realized the value of money. She took the initiative to apply for funds from her superiors. The Dragon Bureau was originally a special department, and with so many years of unknown contributions, the funding problem must be easily solved.

Mao Zhengyuan is a master of Feng Shui metaphysics and must pay great attention to Feng Shui. However, none of us three are proficient in Feng Shui. In the end, we decided to buy a cemetery to bury Mao Zhengyuan. The cemetery we bought would not have a bad Feng Shui, at least it would not make Mao Zhengyuan feel embarrassed under the 9th spring.

After the burial of Mao Zhengyuan was the third day after the end of the An Yong Village case, and the days seemed to have returned to the previous quietness.

We rarely leave the Dragon Bureau. We only eat and sleep the most throughout the day, but stay in front of the Dragon Bureau and tease our breasts rolling around the ground.

All three of us knew the relationship between Jiang Bing and me. Zhao Jiyou always gave us the opportunity to get along alone. After a long time, Jiang Bing and I became relieved.

Perhaps only this cold girl in front of me will become a smile.

I gently pulled Jiang Bing's hand and took out the bracelet from my arms that I was given to me when I was in EYang Village, and gently put it on for Jiang Bing.

"When I was looking for you in EYang Village, I passed by a temple. When I was praying for you, the host in the temple gave me it. I think it is more appropriate to wear it. In my eyes, as long as you can be safe, I can be safe." I looked up and saw the doubts in Jiang Bing's eyes. I explained with a faint smile, then continued to lower my head and put the bracelet on Jiang Bing's wrist seriously.

Jiang Bing's reaction was very plain, with a gentle gaze in her eyes. When I put down her hand, what I didn't expect was that Jiang Bing suddenly rushed into my arms and hugged me tightly.

Jiang Bing's slight breathing sounded in my ears, and what followed was her many words of thank you.

When Jiang Bing let go of me, I smiled softly and said, "There is nothing to thank for. I feel the value of doing this for you."

Jiang Bing was about to speak, but she seemed to have thought of something again, and she looked like she wanted to speak but stopped.

I thought Jiang Bing felt embarrassed, so I didn't continue to worry about this issue.

Looking at the breasts rolling on the grass, I felt the comfort of disappearing for a long time. I turned to Jiang Bing and suddenly asked, "When I was in the underworld, Saburo Aoki told you not to forget what he said to you, what did he say to you?"

"Nothing." Jiang Bing looked at me with a little dodging, shook his head and said, "I just chatted with me casually when I saved me."

After seeing so many criminal suspects, I can still see whether I lie or not. Jiang Bing dodged his eyes and dared not look at me, because he was obviously guilty.

I didn't expose her, and she might have had some unscrupulous difficulties if she didn't say it out.

After the case of Anyong Village ended, the case with Mu Chengzhi was like that of us. The three of us rested for a long time, and there were no strange cases during this period that could be used for the Dragon Bureau.

The tense nerves gradually loosened as more than a month of rest. Every day, I would sit on the sofa of the Dragon Bureau and look at the cases that the Dragon Bureau had experienced over the years. Behind each case is a huge conspiracy, and the price of the rise of each case is cruel and outrageous.

Zhao Jiyou successfully retracted his attention on the peach wood sword and relocated it to the ancient sword. He even hung the peach wood sword in the inner room of the Dragon Bureau. The modern decoration and the peach wood sword seemed a little out of place.

In Zhao Jiyou's words, it means that you cannot be fond of the new and get tired of the old, and you cannot forget the old when you have new ones.

The peach wood sword followed Zhao Jiyou since he came down the mountain. Now he has had several years of time and has successfully retired.

Except for the rest of his time staring at the computer with multiple monitors every day, Jiang Bing was teasing his teeth, completely showing a housewife.

On this day, I kept looking at the case information in my hand as always, frowned and guessing the information contained in it.

Zhao Jiyou had an ancient sword under his arms, a basin of clear water in both hands, and hurriedly walked towards me.

"I found a problem." He placed the basin directly on the table in front of me and looked at me seriously.

The water splashed out from the basin was splashed on a roll of files. I hurriedly picked up the files and shook the water stains on them and looked at him with a blame: "Can't you be careful? Why are you so anxious?"

Zhao Jiyou said in a divine manner: "There is something wrong with this sword!"

"..." I raised my eyelids and glanced at him and said, "A month ago, you held this sword every day, and you never left your hands when eating and sleeping. I know this sword is extraordinary, but you don't need to be so fascinated, right?"

"No, this sword is really a problem." Zhao Jiyou, who has always been verbal, now seems to be like a child having encountered a ghost. He pointed at me and said, "I have been studying this sword these days. I want to figure out what it is. Whether it is Taoist secrets or evil spirits, I have deliberately studied it for a long time. Finally... I finally know the secret of this sword."

"What's the secret?" I felt so energetic that I put down the files in my hand and looked at Zhao Jiyou.

Zhao Jiyou said firmly: "The name of this sword!"

"..." I glared at him fiercely and said, "If you have nothing to do, just play with me, I still have to work hard."

Zhao Jiyou licked his lips, ignored my disdain, pulled out the ancient sword, and threw the scabbard into the basin.

After the dark and unmodified scabbard was thrown into the basin of clear water, the sound of "Zlazra" sounded, just like a large amount of fire burning a small amount of water.

I was stunned for a moment and put down the file, staring at the scabbard in the basin.

A pot of clear water immediately began to become turbid when the scabbard entered it.

I found that the black scabbard with only one skeleton had changed color at this moment.

The black and black iron scabbard became red at this time, and the skull on it was illuminated with a particularly hideous look, making people afraid to look at this painting object.

"Look at the scabbard's body!" Zhao Jiyou reminded me.

I withdrew my gaze and looked at the scabbard, and within a moment, three big words appeared in the center of the scabbard.

Six Paths Deaths!

I looked up at Zhao Jiyou in shock.

Zhao Jiyou took a deep breath and reached into the water to take out the scabbard. The scabbard that left the water immediately became ordinary.

Dark matte.

"This...what's the situation?" I still didn't come back to my senses until this time.

Zhao Jiyou sighed and said, "I just told you that there is a problem, you don't believe it, right now, do you believe it?"

I nodded quietly.

"The material of this sword sheath may be problematic. It is extremely hard and not only that it is not invasive to water and fire. Not only that, this sword sheath changes when it encounters fire, but appears when it encounters water. It is really strange." Zhao Jiyou held the sword sheath in one hand and the ancient sword in the other hand, fiddled with it and inserted the sword back into the sword sheath.

I recalled the scene I just saw and asked Zhao Jiyou: "Six Paths of Fallen, what is Six Paths of Fallen?"

"I have heard of the Six Paths, but I have never heard of the Six Paths. It should be the name of this sword." Zhao Jiyou explained in a daze.

I said disapprovingly: "What are other swords called Qinglong Sword or Fulong Sword? No matter how badly it is, Shangfang Sword. When did the name of the sword be so strange that it was the Six Paths? "

"Taoist magic tools are strange in nature, and the name of a sword is no big deal." Zhao Jiyou shrugged and smiled.

He held the sword in his hand, looked at it again and murmured to himself: "Six Ways, Six Ways... This is a good name."

I found that I and Zhao Jiyou had little in common, so I pointed to the basin on the table and signaled him to take the basin away.

Zhao Jiyou glanced at me and said, "When you didn't enter the Dragon Bureau, you dealt with corpses all day long. What you are afraid of is that you can't stand it, so you were asked to enter the Dragon Bureau. Now, you live with books every day."

"There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and the golden house in the book. What do you know? I read more archives and learn more about the experience left by my predecessors." I raised my eyelids and said.

Zhao Jiyou blinked at me and said, "The real Yan Ruyu is outside."

I looked up at Jiang Bing who was squatting outside the door and teasing her teeth. I stretched out my legs and kicked Zhao Jiyou and told him to get out of here.

Actually, I don’t want to be with my files all day long. I also want to accompany Jiang Bing more, but I have never understood a problem.

From entering the Dragon Bureau to now, this question has been circulating around my heart.

What the hell is going on with my grandpa?

In my eyes, my grandfather Huai Tian is just an ordinary police officer. He said that his specialness is just his strong temperament, and there is nothing else.

But when Jiang Bing put the files in front of me on the first day of the Dragon Bureau, I looked at my grandfather with admiration.

Member of the Dragon Bureau, Zhuang Huai Tian.

I don't know how many secrets my grandfather has hidden from me, but I think if he stayed in Dragon Bureau, his name would appear in the archives of previous years.

This is the real reason why I have been fussing through the files.

The lonely days did not last long. Nearly a month and a half after the end of the case in Anyong Village, Jiang Bing once again hurriedly appeared in front of me and Zhao Jiyou.

“There is a new case.”

Volume 3: The case of sacrifice to Yin and Yang is officially opened, and the upload time is at 5:00 pm. The new case represents a new story. When I started writing it, I said that the final murderer of the case would not be something like Yin and Yang ghosts, and I would not use ghosts and gods to make excuses everyone. Volume 3 is still the case.

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