For some people, a year may be just a nap.
But for most people, it's enough to make a big difference.
Zhou Ze still remembers clearly,
One year ago,
That stubborn figure wearing a mask,
Standing in the void,
Look up at the sky persistently.
Even if I was beaten down three times,
But he still acted like nothing happened,
Pat your sleeves,
He continued to fly up.
Keep looking up at the sky.
Honestly, that kind of persistence, that kind of "state of mind" that doesn't care about anything other than the goal in one's eyes, is really scary.
The boy is undoubtedly one of the few people in the entire hell who is closest to the Bodhisattva.
Because the Bodhisattva's mount is Di Ting, and the person who stays with Di Ting all day is this young man.
As for why the Bodhisattva wanted to demolish the temple, the specific reason is unknown.
Even Feng Si didn't know about this, which is enough to show how strictly this matter was blocked.
The young man was taken by Lawyer An to the wax museum to exchange farming experiences, while the old Taoist walked out of the bookstore and continued his stroll.
He works at the bookstore and can be said to be a "core-level" figure, but most of the time, he seems to be a normal person, doing whatever he wants, and everyone seems to be used to it.
His knees still hurt, but Lao Dao's steps were still firm.
They contacted each other via WeChat yesterday, and he was going to comfort an older girl.
This time, it was for real comfort, not for anything else.
Because that older sister is leaving Tongcheng tomorrow.
In the past two months, Tongcheng has been cracking down severely, and business has become difficult, so naturally we have to think about strategic shift.
The old Taoist has to go and see them off.
Feng Si stayed in the study. After the others left, Feng Si took the initiative to sit in front of Zhou Ze, smiling and said:
"Boss, there is one more thing. I originally wanted to wait until he was dealt with before telling you, but now he has been found, so I will tell you about it."
"explain."
"Well, after this cleanup, all the judges will return to the underworld, but a small number of inspectors will remain and be stationed in the world of the living."
"oh?"
"The new underworld plans to change the previous layout of the Ten Kings of Hell in the world of the living. Previously, there were only ghost messengers and police chiefs in the world of the living. The inspectors rarely returned to the world of the living unless they had missions.
This time, the underworld plans to add a patrol officer on top of the original second-level ghost catcher in the world of the living, based on the designated areas.
Half of them were inspectors who came up to carry out the cleanup mission, and the other half were promoted from the original group of constables in the Yang world.
A year ago, several consecutive disturbances in Hell caused a great loss of Hell officials, so this time, the former head constables in the mortal world were given the opportunity to advance."
Few people can refuse a promotion.
However, the former Boss Zhou might really have refused.
He likes the life in the world of the living, likes the newspapers in the world of the living, likes the sunshine in the world of the living, and likes the cat feces in the world of the living.
Life in hell is really too boring. Boss Zhou feels that it is a big loss to exchange a patrol job for being bound to work in hell.
But now, if he could continue to guard the world after becoming an inspector and continue to stay in Tongcheng, the situation would naturally be different.
"What are the specific requirements?" asked Boss Zhou.
"There are no specific requirements." Feng Si pointed at himself and said, "I can help you run everything well. You just need to follow some procedures."
It is really easy to be an official if you have someone in the court, and it feels so good that your nominal boss is actively trying to help you get promoted.
But Boss Zhou also has some concerns.
He also knew what the ambitions of the ambitious people in the bookstore were. For example, Lawyer An and Feng Si all had the purpose of "following the dragon";
The three of them wanted revenge, but what would happen after revenge
Boss Zhou was thinking, if his official position gets higher and higher, in the end, should he rebel or not
The first generation clearly said that the "relationship" created by the Purple Gold Monkey had been terminated by him, but in fact, even if it was terminated, it seemed that getting promoted would not be difficult for the current Boss Zhou.
Zhou Ze thought of a Korean movie he had seen before. In the movie, a policeman went undercover in a gang. Several years had passed, and the police had not yet closed the net. As a result, the undercover agent kept rising in the gang because of his outstanding abilities.
Finally, the undercover agent called the police station crying, begging them to close down the Internet cafe as soon as possible, as he would become the boss of this gang if they didn't.
"Okay, what do you need me to do?"
It was difficult for Zhou Ze to refuse. If he didn't get promoted, the people below him would have to continue being ghost catchers. Once he got promoted, the little loli and the others would be able to find a way to get promoted to captains of the police, and then they could recruit ghost catchers and quickly expand their ranks.
Feng Si nodded and said, "We need to go through some formalities, because you, the boss, have been in a coma for a year, and we must find something to fill the gap."
"Catching ghosts to make achievements?"
"Don't bother yourself. Just do something good and I'll record it so it will be convenient for you to do it later."
"Good thing?"
"Yes, that's good."
"Isn't that ironic?"
"That's not irony."
"What type of good thing?"
“This is very broad.”
"What does being an inspector have to do with doing good deeds?"
"It shows a sense of responsibility. The purpose of the underworld adding permanent patrol officers in the mortal world this time is to strengthen the control over the grassroots of the underworld in the mortal world. Therefore, this aspect is also an important indicator for measuring the permanent patrol officers in the mortal world.
It doesn’t have to be too deliberate, just ordinary, but it has to be meaningful.”
"oh."
Zhou Ze frowned.
I suddenly wanted to do good things, but I was a little confused.
He really hated this kind of trouble, but Feng Si had said so much, the difficulty had been reduced to the lowest level, and it would be unreasonable for him not to cooperate.
Fortunately,
In this regard,
Boss Zhou also has experience.
Took out the phone,
I called a number with the note "politically correct".
The call was finally connected after a while.
Old Zhang was in the university staff dormitory building at this time. The suspect who hit people with a plastic bag of urine last night has been caught. He turned out to be a professor at a university, a man in his fifties. No one expected that he would go out and do such a thing so late at night.
The DNA test results, surveillance video and other evidence have come out, confirming that it was him.
"Hello, boss."
Old Zhang obviously found a quiet corner and answered Zhou Ze's call while watching his subordinates negotiating with the school's person in charge.
"Lao Zhang, are there any cases recently?"
"Hmm? Boss, what do you mean?"
"Oh, nothing special. I just have nothing to do and want to make some contribution to society."
"I… … "
Lao Zhang touched his head.
He thought he might have a fever.
Otherwise, how can I explain the message I just heard on the phone
You have to know that in the past, when he asked Zhou Ze to help him solve the case, he had to use all kinds of tricks and even risk his own reputation. Even so, it all depends on Boss Zhou's mood.
Did the sun rise from the west today
"Well, Tongcheng has been very safe recently."
"Nothing at all?"
"During the year you were in a coma, everything was basically peaceful."
“… …” Zhou Ze.
"What are you going to do this afternoon?"
"I'm going to give a law lesson to the elementary school students this afternoon."
Zhou Ze on the other end of the phone patted his forehead, hesitated for a moment, and said:
"Then I'll go with you."
"ah?"
"No?"
"Okay, okay, sure, sure."
"Then come pick me up this afternoon."
"Okay, boss."
I hung up the phone.
Zhou Ze looked at Feng Si,
road:
“Is this considered a good deed?”
"It still depends on the specific results." Feng Si replied.
"Oh." Zhou Ze nodded.
"In fact, the underworld will send us an evaluation report. If we look at the specific data, of course the better your data is, the easier it will be for me to help you."
"Thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard, boss, you're too polite."
Zhou Ze smiled, threw his phone on the coffee table, and said, "It's really interesting. The gate of hell has been closed for a year. How many innocent souls have been scattered in this year.
As a result, when selecting inspectors this time, we have to choose those who are responsible.”
"This is not contradictory, it is actually understandable," said Feng Si.
Zhou Ze said, "Yes, I understand."
… …
Over there in the bookstore, people are busy discussing about promotion.
The old Taoist here has already reached his destination.
It was a small foot massage shop with a very small storefront and only a glass sliding door for entry and exit, but the light sign at the door had been taken down.
After pushing the door open and walking in, the old Taoist saw two middle-aged men lying side by side on two foot massage sofas.
One is a "Mediterranean" hairstyle and the other is a bald hairstyle.
The bald man was speaking excitedly to the Mediterranean Sea:
"This project is absolutely reliable and is in line with the country's new energy development direction. Think about it, the molecular formula of water is H20. As long as water can be turned into hydrogen, which can be burned, it can be directly used as energy. This development prospect is really very impressive.
The rate of return, return rate and social impact are all very high. If you invest your money, I guarantee that you will see returns within half a year!"
The old Taoist was stunned for a moment.
Yo,
Is this a pyramid scheme
The Mediterranean was obviously dizzy.
The bald man continued to push harder and said, "You know H2O, right?"
Mediterranean nodded in confusion, "I learned a little bit of chemistry in junior high school."
"That's right, what are you hesitating about..."
The Taoist priest was looking for the older girl he was going to see off, but he couldn't find her. Seeing the two of them chatting so enthusiastically while having a foot massage, the Taoist priest couldn't help laughing in his heart.
He has traveled all over the country for most of his life, so what kind of situations and tricks has he not seen
Now on the Mediterranean Road:
"Hey, bro, his project is outdated. I have a better project here. Do you know about carbon dioxide?"
Mediterranean nodded, "I know."
“Carbon dioxide is C2O, which is everywhere on the streets. My project is to convert carbon dioxide into carbon to burn as energy.
There is also a chance of diamonds popping up. Diamonds are minerals composed of carbon and are an allotrope of carbon.
Then the profit will be even greater. Invest in this one of mine. The prospects are better!
The most important thing is that I don’t even have to pay for water for this project!”