Li Yuejin followed, turned to Zhang Chi and said, "Hurry up, we're all wet."

Immortal Zhang looked at the small gourd in his hand and kissed it. After kissing, he remembered Uncle Qin's habit of hiding things in shoe shells, and he was so disgusted that he almost vomited it out.

****

Qin Luzhu knocked on the door and entered the office with An Chongguang's permission. She put a list in her hand on the desk.

"Director, above is the final list of ten people selected from this batch of committee trainees."

An Chongguang did not look at it immediately, but pointed to the opposite side and said: "Sit down!"

Qin Luzhu sat down.

An Chongguang said: "Why did you recommend Zhang Chi to enter the academy in the first place?"

"I already explained the reasons at that time and wrote them down in the recommendation letter. You can now retrieve all the information."

"I want to hear what you have to say."

Qin Luzhu said: "His grandfather is Zhang Qingfeng, one of the founders of the Mysterious Bureau. According to our internal regulations, direct blood children of the Mysterious Bureau have priority for admission."

"I have read his file. His grandfather is Zhang Qingfeng, one of the founders of the Mystery Bureau. However, Zhang Qingfeng's removal from the Mystery Bureau was an order personally issued by Mr. Qin. His punishment has not yet been revoked. That is to say

Zhang Qingfeng no longer belongs to the Mysterious Bureau, and Zhang Chi is no longer a member of the Mysterious Bureau."

"That's why my grandpa came forward in person, otherwise you wouldn't have given him this face."

An Chongguang sighed and said: "Allowing a person with zero spiritual pressure to enter the academy is indeed a precedent. Mr. Qin values ​​principles most and never does anything that violates principles. This time he actually broke it for the descendants of a traitor."

example."

"My grandpa has always been an emotional person."

An Chongguang said: "Did you go to Qingping Mountain and meet Zhang Chi by chance, or was everything originally within your plan?"

Qin Luzhu began to feel that something was wrong.

"We met by chance and he saved my life, so I wanted to return the favor. I didn't know at the time that he was Zhang Qingfeng's grandson. After Zhang Qingfeng left the Mystery Bureau, he changed his name to Zhang Tugen."

An Chongguang said: "Do you know Zhang Qingfeng's nickname back then?"

Qin Luzhu shook his head.

An Chongguang whispered: "Zhang Qingfeng, known as Tiekou Juanming, is the most powerful telepathic master in the history of the Mysterious Bureau. He has super premonition ability. The reason why he obtained this super power is that he suffered from Elta

radiation of rays.”

Qin Luzhu knew that what An Chongguang said were top-secret files of the mysterious bureau, and he was not able to access them at his level.

"Although the Elta rays gave Zhang Qingfeng a powerful premonition ability, they also caused irreversible damage to his body, making him unable to have children at all!"

Qin Luzhu's eyes were full of astonishment as she looked at An Chongguang. Only the director could have access to these top-secret files. An Chongguang could do it, and so could her grandfather who was the director. But his grandfather never mentioned it, why didn't he

Say? If grandpa already knew that Zhang Chi was not of Zhang Qingfeng’s blood, why did he help him enter the mysterious bureau?

An Chongguang picked up the coffee and took a sip. The taste of this coffee was far inferior to that of Mrs. Han's hand-grinded coffee. He wanted to give Qin Luzhu some time to digest it, but he also saw that Qin Luzhu didn't know about it.

Qin Luzhu said: "The director means that Zhang Chi is not a descendant of the Mysterious Bureau?"

"you do not know?"

Qin Luzhu shook his head.

An Chongguang said calmly: "Maybe only Mr. Qin knows the truth about this matter."

Qin Luzhu didn't understand what he meant. Since he had questions, why didn't he ask in person?

An Chongguang pressed the call button and whispered: "Come in!"

Two members of the Mysterious Bureau wearing black suits walked in and came behind Qin Luzhu.

An Chongguang said: "Until the truth of this matter is found out, you will be temporarily relieved of all positions in the bureau, and you must undergo comprehensive monitoring."

Qin Luzhu understood what he meant, which was to confine herself. She looked at An Chongguang in confusion: "Why do you do this?"

"It's related to national security. I'm not targeting you. Once this matter comes to light, I will immediately give you your freedom. Forgive me!"

Qin Luzhu nodded, got up and left with the two people.

Mr. Qin is sitting alone in the nursing home. He feels more and more lonely in his heart. He must be old and has no interest in going out. Since his adopted son Xie Zhongjun left, his mood has never gotten better. His daughter Qin Junqing may have forgotten it.

He still has a father.

A butterfly flew low in front of his eyes. Mr. Qin looked at the butterfly with deep eyes, wondering what kind of world he saw in its eyes. He was too lazy to move, but he became more and more sensitive to time, as if he could see every minute of time.

Seconds passed by.

An Chongguang's visit was a bit sudden. Only Zhang Chi came to visit Mr. Qin after he came to the nursing home. Other than that, An Chongguang was the first one.

An Chongguang brought a fruit basket, and Mr. Qin glanced at him lazily: "Why do you, a busy man, have time to come here?"

An Chongguang said respectfully: "I heard that Mr. Qin is ill. No matter how busy he is, he will come to visit."

Mr. Qin said: "Career is the most important thing. I, an old man who is half buried, have nothing to visit."

"To be fair to Mr. Qin, I have something to ask when I come here this time."

Mr. Qin nodded.

"The Mysterious Bureau has been officially established, and my superiors have officially appointed me as the new director of the Mysterious Bureau."

"Congratulations!" Mr. Qin's tone was as usual.

"I have been granted the highest authority of the Secret Bureau, so I now have access to the S-file!"

Mr. Qin yawned and was not very interested in what he said.

"Zhang Chi is not a direct blood relative of Zhang Qingfeng!"

Mr. Qin looked at An Chongguang, his expression as calm as before, but his penetrating eyes were like two knives thrusting into An Chongguang's heart. An Chongguang felt an invisible pressure surrounding him from all directions. He took a deep breath.

After a breath, he whispered: "Do you know?"

Mr. Qin said nothing and did not move his eyes away from An Chongguang's face.

It became difficult for An Chongguang to speak every word under this invisible pressure, but he still resisted the pressure of the undercurrent and continued: "I investigated all Zhang Qingfeng's information and found something related to

The truth behind Zhang Qingfeng’s departure from the Mysterious Bureau.”

"Is a kid who has never experienced what happened back then worthy of talking about the truth?"

An Chongguang said: "Someone provided some information about Xiang Tianxing's affairs back then. Our superiors ordered us to conduct a thorough investigation. This is also the top priority after the establishment of the Mysterious Bureau."

"Check me?" Mr. Qin tapped his fingers lightly on the wicker chair. The butterfly flying between them suddenly stopped dancing. Then its colorful wings turned into powder in the sun, and the butterfly that lost its wings suddenly stopped.

The butterfly fell to the ground and struggled, turning into a wretched wretch again.

An Chongguang suddenly remembered the butterfly effect. A butterfly in the tropical rainforest of the Amazon River Basin in South America, occasionally flapping its wings, can cause a tornado in Texas two weeks later. What about the butterfly with broken wings? Mr. Qin obviously

What are you telling yourself in this way?

An Chongguang said: "After the deaths of Xiang Tianxing and Chu Hongzhou, the Mysterious Bureau lost a lot of precious information, and there was no evidence of their deaths. Some things naturally became headless cases, and everything was blamed on them."

"Do you suspect that I hid those things?"

An Chongguang continued: "Xiang Tianxing and Chu Hongzhou have a daughter, who has been raised by Chu Hongzhou's parents. After the couple's accident, the whereabouts of their daughter is unknown."

"According to the information I have, Chu Hongzhou was seven months pregnant when she died."

Mr. Qin looked at An Chongguang coldly. An Chongguang had completely calmed down at this time: "Many people thought that the child was dead, but a seven-month-old child can survive."

Mr. Qin nodded and said softly: "Did you arrest Luzhu?"

"She's safe."

Mr. Qin chuckled and said, "I should have thought of it a long time ago. You guys will only do shady things." He stared at An Chongguang and said, "You are just a puppet." He suddenly raised his voice and said, "Since

You’re here, why don’t you dare to show up to meet me?”

Chu Canghai walked in slowly from the door. He bowed respectfully to Mr. Qin: "Hello, teacher!"

Mr. Qin said: "I will still remember if you came to visit me during the Spring Festival this year."

"Some things can never be forgotten." Chu Canghai took a step forward and happened to step on the frail body of the butterfly. An Chongguang couldn't help but frown.

When Chu Canghai raised his feet, the butterfly's body was still there, but there was a small dent in the bluestone ground under it. This dent protected the butterfly's body very well, allowing it to escape the disaster.

.

Chu Canghai bowed down and twisted up the butterfly with only its body left: "God has good virtues for life, but it does not stipulate that all life should repay evil with kindness. The teacher once taught me not to rely on strength to bully the weak!"

The butterfly gradually regained its vitality in his palm, and the base of its wings actually grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

An Chongguang opened his eyes wide. Just now, Mr. Qin had shocked him by shattering the butterfly's wings in the air. Chu Canghai's two moves were even more shocking each time. He could actually regenerate the butterfly's wings. How powerful is this?

Ability.

The butterfly fluttered its wings and flew again.

Chu Canghai said: "It's good to be alive, and it's good to be free." He nodded to An Chongguang, who stood up and left. Chu Canghai stood in the sun with his hands lowered, just like the young man who obeyed the teachings of Mr. Qin.

Mr. Qin looked at his disciple and said softly: "You have grown up."

Chu Canghai said: "You are old."
To be continued...