Naturally, we should help our own great-grandmother."That's old news... just let it go... What we want to ask you is, do you know anything about the corpse-refiners We've recently been targeted by th...Where is that

I stared at him uneasily: "Lin Yanhuan, I'm not cut out for politics. Don't overestimate me. I don't understand—"

"It's okay if you don't understand, I just need to. ... Just believe me, I won't hurt you." Lin Yanhuan frowned and said.

"... What do you want me to do I... I'm not suited to be your tool." I looked at him nervously.

He chuckled lightly, released my hand, and gently caressed my wrist.

"Tools I never thought of you as a tool. You're my partner, my ally... you just need to do well as the head of the Shen family, that's enough. Don't worry about other things."

Lin Yanhuan took out a very small square from his pocket.

"This is a military-grade chip... Ye Qin has one too, you should be able to guess its use... In the human world, sometimes power is more convenient."

He left me with these words and the chip, and then he was gone.

I stared at this tiny thing in my palm, biting my lip secretly: wearing this thing would allow Lin Yanhuan to track me at any time.

This has pros and cons, I need to think it over carefully.

When Old Chen got home, my dad and older brother had a fire pit prepared for him to step over.

Jumping over a fire has the implication of warding off bad luck. He inexplicably got involved in a case and suffered an unjust accusation. I felt a bit guilty, so I specially gave him a bag of mugwort and told him to go home and take a bath to dispel the bad luck.

"I'm so touched!" Old Chen put on a dramatic display of sobbing and wailing, kneeling on the ground wiping away tears... he had ghostly tears.

He acted with us for a while, laughing and joking around, then seriously crossed the fire pit and said to us, "Fortunately, I have rich experience in the rivers and lakes, so I was not subjected to severe torture. Thanks to my wit, I managed to survive until the young mistress came to rescue me!"

He said that when he got there, he told the guard he was looking for someone. Someone then led him to a small room to wait, but instead of Officer Lu, a group of plainclothes officers came and took him to an interrogation room.

Old Chen had been a wanderer in the world for many years. He'd been everywhere, from bustling city streets and alleys to county market squares and even remote villages.

So at that time, he didn't resist, but instead cried out, "Oh my! I've never heard of a fortune teller being arrested before! I haven't practiced medicine illegally! Officer, please spare me! I haven't practiced medicine illegally!"

"Shut up! Who said you were practicing medicine illegally! You're confessing to it yourself!" the leading officer shouted.

"But... I didn't do anything wrong! I was just passing on a message! I sat here the whole time, waiting. I didn't look at anything I shouldn't have, and I didn't ask anything I shouldn't have..." He rambled on and on.

Not until he was interrogated, asked about his relationship with Officer Lu, did he become confused—he truly didn't know him.

The interrogator thought he was faking it, so they tried different ways to coax him into talking. Coaxing and rambling were Old Chen's specialties! He pretended to be innocent and argued with the other party for a long time. Finally, the other party lost their patience and used some underhanded tactics to beat Old Chen up.

Old Chen could hold his own, but when it was time to show weakness, he did so. He constantly begged for mercy and explained that he didn't know Officer Lu at all; he was just passing on a message for a small amount of money. He even spun a bunch of nonsense about bad luck, being cursed by an official spirit, and missing five calamities and three deficiencies, which left the interrogators exasperated with his rambling.

But those interrogating also knew in their hearts that arresting Old Chen was due to orders from above. They just had to complete the mission and couldn't harm Old Chen, otherwise they would be the ones held responsible.

When they received the order from their superiors to release Old Chen, the two interrogators secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Mr. Chen snorted and said, “These two grandsons actually told me: ‘Be careful, don’t provoke people you shouldn’t, lest we have to find an excuse to interrogate you again, it’s exhausting… They kept me for days and didn't even apologize!”

There's no way around it, this is how things work in the system!

The character "official" is like a treasure vault, with two mouths at the top and bottom. That means no matter what anyone says, if an official backs it up, it's right. Ordinary people shouldn't even think about challenging an official!

My brother was holding a lot of anger and wasn't in a good mood, so he went upstairs to hang out with Yu Gui and You Nan and try to cheer himself up.

I sent Old Chen home so his wife wouldn't worry too much.

"Treat your wife well, she's so generous to help you raise the children. Although she can be a bit fiery, most women couldn't handle it this way." I couldn't help but remind Old Chen.

Chen Laogou was taken aback for a moment, then grinned and said, “Miss, rest assured, until I die, I will only live with her, and I won’t make any more trouble!”

Old Chen is back, Officer Lu is still under quarantine and investigation. I have to go to the Imperial Capital with Lin Yanhuan next week to see those mysterious elders again.

I'm so upset, I pushed open Mu Wanchen's door to ask about him, but the room was empty. He wasn't there.

Not here!

>

Tianlang is doing the laundry. His wounds are almost healed, only his skin is still a little pink. I'll let him recover for a bit before going back to school.

He heard my anxious question and quickly replied: “There are many ways for him to leave here, I didn’t see him go out the door… But when I took his food up, I saw him checking a computer map. He probably isn't going back, maybe he's just going for a walk nearby…”

Want to go for a walk

I furrowed my brow.

Could he have gone to find his "wife"

He shouldn't just disappear, maybe he just went away for a while.

I climbed the stairs with a heavy heart.

My brother sat cross-legged beside the crib, holding his beloved baby in one arm while kissing and teasing him with the other.

"... As your uncle, how can you be so biased You only spoil Yu Gui! You've neglected You Nan." I said jokingly, blaming him.

My brother laughed and said, "There's no way around it. As soon as I heard Yu Gui crying, my heart melted. She was so adorable and cute! This little treasure will definitely be a stunning beauty when she grows up, her voice alone is enough to drive men crazy."

I was about to say he was talking nonsense, but then I remembered what Bai Wu Chang once said, "The most terrifying thing in the world is utter softness."

Forget it, forget it. The son of God is beyond the comprehension of mortals.

Besides, this little ancestor You Nan is just the small-numbered Jiang Qiyun, with a cold and sharp look. How dare I hug him and kiss him I have psychological shadows and feel like facing Jiang Qiyun.

Pfft...

"Brother, Lin Yanhuan asked me to go to Beijing next week, you—"

"Shall I go with you I don't trust you alone. Even if there are some places I can't accompany you, at least I'm nearby, and I can help immediately if anything happens." My brother frowned.

I nodded, my heart feeling like a mountain was pressing down on it. I felt like I was about to face a completely different world.

This was completely different from enjoying himself by hiding in his small shop as he used to.

My brother comforted me: "If we can borrow the east wind from the Lin family, we won't have to fear the pressure from the Ghost Princess. This matter... although it involves personal feelings to some extent, Jiang Qiyun trusts you very much. Being jealous is just an excuse to bully you. Don't overthink it—"at Elder Xue, during an opportunity to leave the monastery, fabricated an illusion of her own death.She grabbed a foreign woman who spoke an unintelligible language, thin and wiry, much like herself.B...