"Ding Dong—Welcome!"
A clear and pleasant electronic sound rang out, and Lin Qiye pushed open the door of the office and walked in.
As soon as he entered the door, he froze in place.
I saw an old lady in her fifties sitting on the sofa in the office's store, leaning on a cane in one hand and holding her reading glasses in the other, and describing something with her hands and feet gesticulating.
"… Ah, let me tell you! My old partner is so messed up!
Whenever he went out with me before, he would hold my hand, fearing that something unexpected would happen to me. But since last week, he has been like this!
He! There must be other girls outside! "
Opposite her, Hongying was holding her cheek, listening attentively, and occasionally answering in surprise:
"Ah? Is he really that bad?"
"Yeah, I think you are right, grandma!"
"He's really too much!"
"Don't worry, our firm will take care of this matter!"
"… "
Next to her, Wen Qimo also sat there seriously, with a smile as warm as spring breeze:
"I think you are right, Grandma..."
"I think Hongying, you are right..."
"Yes, I think you are all right..."
Seeing Lin Qiye standing blankly at the door, Wen Qimo gave him a look, stood up and followed Lin Qiye to the back of the store.
Hongying was still sitting there, chatting enthusiastically with the old lady.
"What is going on?"
Entering the basement corridor, Lin Qiye finally couldn't help but ask.
"Hmm? Normal work?"
"I thought the storefront above was just a disguise, but it actually has real business?"
"Qiye, you still don't understand enough." Wen Qimo patted his shoulder, "Cangnan is not a big city, but it's not a small city either. Mysterious events do happen, but only five or six times a year.
You say that when we are not dealing with mysterious incidents, we are here, chatting and bragging, besides training, how boring it must be?"
"So, you've also expanded your business to help people investigate extramarital affairs?" Lin Qiye's expression was very strange, "And a grandmother in her 50s?"
"The old man is sixty years old this year."
"… "
"Look, taking on some small commissions that don't involve much effort can not only give you something to do, but also help you make some extra money. How great!"
"So..." Lin Qiye thought, "Besides investigating extramarital affairs, what other services do we have?"
"Yes, the scope of business is very wide, very wide!" Wen Qimo's eyes lit up, "helping people rescue cats and dogs from trees, tutoring children below junior high school at home, providing legal aid to those in need, rescuing abducted children, and sometimes even wearing a mask to subdue bank robbers..."
"Wait, isn't this a bit too wide a range of business?" Lin Qiye's eyes widened. "Rescue, education, law, gender relations, you're even vying to do police work?"
"Routine operation."
"I'm suddenly a little curious, who among you knows law?"
"Leng Xuan, before he joined the Night Watch, he was a doctor of law from the University of Political Science and Law."
Lin Qiye: ?(????)
The two walked to the underground activity space, and Wen Qimo patted his shoulder, "By the way, the captain said that when you come, go to the martial arts training ground to find him."
"where?"
"Go straight to the end of the front corridor."
"good."
Lin Qiye walked through the activity room and along the corridor.
I didn’t pay attention to it the last time I came here. It was only at this moment that Lin Qiye realized how big this underground space was.
With long corridors and mysterious rooms, Lin Qiye roughly estimated the size of this space. It was definitely as wide as two streets.
Finally, Lin Qiye reached the end of the corridor and saw a large iron door in front of him.
Lin Qiye pushed the door open and walked in. Inside was a large, bright and spacious martial arts training ground, at least the size of three football fields!
"Did they... dig through the entire bottom of the canal?" Lin Qiye muttered to himself.
Seeing Lin Qiye coming, Chen Muye, who was meditating in the center of the martial arts training ground, opened his eyes and waved at him.
"team leader."
"Well, how do you feel about this place?"
"It feels... the contrast is a bit big." Lin Qiye said truthfully, "It's just an inconspicuous little storefront upstairs, but there's such a large space downstairs. It feels like a science fiction movie."
Chen Muye nodded slightly, "This place was built several decades ago by a Forbidden Ruins owner with earth-related properties, so such a large project did not disturb the ground at all."
"I see."
"By the way, some of the documents you need to join the Night's Watch have arrived. They are stored in the archives. If you want to see them, go get them yourself." Chen Muye paused.
"However, your sword, cloak, and emblem will not be issued until you enter the training camp. In the meantime, you can use this sword first."
Chen Muye handed a straight knife behind him to Lin Qiye. Lin Qiye took it, looked at it, and saw three small words under the handle.
—Zhao Kongcheng.
"This is..." Lin Qiye looked up in surprise.
"Old Zhao's knife." Chen Muye said calmly, "You are the child he chose. He died in battle, so his knife is in your care."
Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, then silently tightened the handle of the knife in his hand, "Okay."
Then, he asked again in confusion: "But, isn't it said that I am only a temporary member now? Why do I need a sword?"
"There is still more than a month before the training camp starts. This time cannot be wasted. We need to teach you something." Chen Muye stood up slowly, looked at Lin Qiye, and continued:
"After all, he is going to join our 136th team. If he doesn't perform well in the training camp, it will easily embarrass us."
Lin Qiye: …
For some reason, Lin Qiye suddenly felt like he was being forced to attend a cram school by his family elders because of his poor grades...
"Okay, then how should I practice?" Lin Qiye did not hesitate. After all, even if Chen Muye didn't take the initiative to ask him, he would take the initiative to find him and ask him to teach him how to fight.
Your life is your own.
Being lazy at this time means chronic death.
"Practice swordplay with me in the morning, learn how to use the Forbidden Ruins with Wen Qimo in the afternoon, and learn how to use the gun with Leng Xuan in the evening." Chen Muye took two bamboo swords from the weapon rack beside him and held them in his hands.
"Pick up the knife, we are about to begin."
Lin Qiye glanced at the straight knife beside him and said in surprise: "Captain, this is a real knife!"
"It doesn't matter." Chen Muye walked towards Lin Qiye with two swords in hand, expressionless, "Anyway, the result is the same."
For some reason, Lin Qiye's heart tightened, and he had a vague sense of foreboding.
He picked up the straight knife on the ground, unsheathed it, and took a deep breath.
"Captain, I'm going to go."
Chen Muye nodded, "Come on, go ahead."
Lin Qiye's eyes focused, he gripped the hilt of the knife tightly, and ran towards Chen Muye quickly!
Three seconds later, his screams echoed throughout the basement...