Sheng Lingyuan is not a mimosa that closes its leaves when touched, he is not very sensitive to physical contact.
On the one hand, he was wandering when he was young. Many times, the arms of the guards full of sweat were his "bed". He often fell asleep in this person's arms, and opened his eyes in a daze after a while. , I found that the person holding me had changed—the previous one hadn’t had time to remember the smell clearly, and might have died halfway. On the other hand, after succeeding to the throne, although he is not an extravagant emperor, he will not deliberately frugal. He has long been used to taking care of food, clothing, housing, transportation, and even trivial matters close to him.
But those people either bowed to lead the way, or lowered their heads to protect them, and some were courteous, at most they bent themselves into a human-shaped shelf, and stretched out respectfully for him to help. It is best to make the emperor treat himself as a non-breathing object, and absolutely not obstruct His Majesty's eyes.
No one dared to walk ahead, and forced his hand to buy and sell.
It was a rude and tough protector gesture, one that seemed both cherished and presumptuous.
Sheng Lingyuan frowned, and twitched lightly to express his dissatisfaction—it's not convenient to make a big move, because it's not an occasion for fighting or killing, and it's not good to look like a big move.
Unexpectedly, Xuan Ji seemed not to know how to read people's faces, and he didn't loosen it at all. His five fingers could not be aligned side by side, and they were crumpled into a ball awkwardly. Xuan Ji's pulse was very powerful, beating fast, and passed along the palm of his hand. It was clearly a demon spirit born from the bones of the abyss, but it was full of vitality and compelling.
At this moment, the sound of "Be careful where you step" sounded, and the stone board bounced straight up and down into the air, and began to accelerate.
The maze is quite simple, but Sheng Lingyuan was a little shocked by this ostentatious exaggeration, and he lost his attention for a while.
The stone slab seemed to be trying to give people the illusion that the forest was huge, and after twirling around in place several times, it carried them through the maze and flew under the building of the Different Control Bureau. The former owner of Duling Palace watched the towering entrance The Yun's building and the white marble steps were silent again.
Sheng Lingyuan originally thought that the well and woods talking outside were enough exaggeration, but he didn't expect that a mountain was higher than a mountain.
He vaguely remembered that the Qingping Division, which harbored countless big monsters back then, was only a small courtyard, hidden in a small corner of the imperial capital, within a hundred steps of the entrance, and there was a market for ordinary people. A room with a small door and a small face, the door may not be three feet wide, and it cannot allow two people to walk in side by side.
If you see the ostentation of these miscellaneous juniors, maybe you will be overwhelmed.
As soon as he walked in, all kinds of mixed breaths rushed towards his face. Although the blood was already very thin, they still choked his nose when gathered together.
For some reason, the lobby on the first floor of the headquarters was busier than when Xuan Ji first came to report. Jinlong, who greeted the guests, was too tired to open the business. The pair of big rabbit-like eyes just met Sheng Lingyuan who was looking closely at it.
The golden dragon was stunned for a moment. Frightened by the approaching demon, it turned into an earthworm. With a groaning "Aww", it ran up the wall and up to the ceiling of the lobby. Its four claws seemed to be stretched, so it forced a dog planer. attitude.
Xuan Ji: "..."
Everyone in the hall heard this "Variation of Dragon Song", raised their heads collectively, and took out their mobile phones to start filming.
Xiao Zheng happened to be in the hall, and he saw Xuan Ji as the source of the commotion, and strode over from the crowd: "Why is it you again, you can't live without doing something for a day, can you, what did you do to it?"
As he said, he glanced at Xuan Ji's hand, and said, "You disaster star people just want to come out of the closet, do you have to make it so grand?"
Sheng Lingyuan: "Who? What happened?"
Xuan Ji let go of her hand quickly, and said in front of the unrestrained director Xiao: "It's nothing... Cough, this is Xiao Zheng, the chief dispatcher of our bureau, Director Xiao, this is..."
"I know, it's not like I haven't seen it before." Xiao Zheng interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and then glared at a few staff members who were looking around, "What are you looking at, what should you do! That one over there, where did you come from? You are not allowed to take pictures casually here, has no one taught you?"
Several staff members hurried forward to maintain order and asked someone to delete the photos.
"I'm so annoying, this group of clubs... In such a large area as Xishan, why do you have to put the external business and office areas in the same building?" Xiao Zheng nodded at Sheng Lingyuan, indifferently, but very politely—in Dongchuan Hospital, people come and go like... Xiao Zheng was so impressed by Feng's man, a "sword spirit" that can overload all energy detectors, he couldn't be polite, "There are too many people here, talk in the elevator."
The reception hall of the headquarters is mainly the external service section, and those who have newly awakened special abilities and energy levels reaching a certain level must register and receive certificates here. The Alien Control Bureau has set up "energy monitoring systems" in various places, and major hospitals also have special channels-the awakening of special energy often causes physical discomfort symptoms, such as sudden fainting, and is usually sent to the hospital. The control bureau has a special person responsible for receiving them and coming to the designated place for registration.
In the future, it is not necessary to work in the Different Control Bureau, but anyone who has been registered can enjoy free medical treatment and training until Xinte can adapt to his physical changes.
At the same time, their personal information will also be entered into the management system.
Each "special ability" has a unique energy field, similar to fingerprints and DNA. After the relevant information is entered, if a crime is committed in the future, it can be easily checked and located by the instrument.
However, except for a few who have the so-called "teacher" or were born in a special ability family, most people will come to register - anyway, there are surveillance cameras on the road, mobile phone location, and fingerprints on various documents. Under the supervision at every level, everyone is used to it. It just so happens that it has been hard to find a job in the past few years. The benefits and benefits of the Alien Control Bureau are good, and they can also solve employment by the way.
Xuan Ji glanced at the long line before getting on the elevator: "Why are there so many people suddenly?"
"I don't know, this burst of new features has suddenly increased," Xiao Zheng said, "The research institute has been working overtime for several days, don't let it be a sign of a natural disaster - aren't you on compensatory leave, what are you doing here? Headquarters There is no overtime budget."
"I heard from Lao Wang that the two suspects he caught refused to confess?"
"One," Xiao Zheng corrected, "that woman is not a human being, but a puppet, and the man who manipulated it has long since escaped. The blind man, code-named 'Yinyi', is an orphan with someone's life on his hands. Sit down, but he really doesn't know anything, and it's only when you catch him that he realizes that he, like Yan Qiushan, is a waste of chess, but I think he's actually quite happy."
"What are you happy about?"
"I feel like I have made a contribution to 'Dayi'." While speaking, the elevator went down to the 15th floor underground. Even the staff on the 15th floor can't press it casually. Permission is required for admission, and every entry application will be uploaded to the general dispatching room, "This blind man is an anti-humanity element, I don't know which lunatic instilled in him the idea that he feels superior to others, and he is full of words like 'ignite the Chiyuan and get back the power' or something , I haven’t even seen what their boss’s face looks like, I just say he’s a ‘God’.”
Influenced by some film and television works that eulogize heroes, many people think that "I would rather die than recruit, and die than surrender" is the minimum moral quality, and everyone should be able to do it. Those who can't do it in the square camp are called "traitors", and they will be blackened in the follow-up. Even those "soft bones" in the villain camp who will confess everything after being caught are only worthy of being cannon fodder with a low style, not a big villain.
But under normal circumstances, when two armies are at war, as long as someone on one side is captured, the commander will immediately assume that the prisoner will explain everything he knows, and then make adjustments. Because they all know that things like "rather die than recruit" and "scholars can be killed rather than humiliated" absolutely do not belong to the "moral accomplishment" of ordinary people. It is already beyond human nature and almost saintly.
Moreover, the Different Control Bureau has many technical means, Sheng Lingyuan is not worried that their interrogation will be unfavorable.
"After we finished the trial, we stuffed him into the Wannianyi once, and just entered the evidence. The imaging results showed that his so-called 'God' was actually a small gadget like a handle, similar to the five yuan on Antique Street. Like Qian Tao, with a big head and a small body, with two wings, he can talk and say that he is the demon king three thousand years ago... I am really convinced, is it the mentally retarded person who fell for the telecommunications fraud?" Xiao Zheng said, He led them to the confinement area, and hung up a few phone calls.
Sheng Lingyuan now understands what a "mobile phone" is. According to his observation, the mobile phone is basically an organ on Xuan Ji's body, no less important than wings. He recognized the two "simplified characters" on the screen as "Empress Dowager", so he couldn't help reminding: "Don't you need to answer?"
"No, my mother told me to go back to play mahjong with them on weekends," Xiao Zheng pulled his collar, "a bunch of boring corrupt women, except for idle shopping all over the world, they just get together with three mice and four eyes. Kung fu is wasting life with them."
Sheng Lingyuan was taken aback, he didn't expect that the son of the "Queen Dowager" would be willing to work in a small yamen.
"It's not what you think, the 'Queen Dowager' is... er, a way of saying, there is no queen dowager now." Xuan Ji whispered in his ear, whether it was intentional or not, he used an elegant tone because he was so close , the sound hit Sheng Lingyuan's ear bones, it was so familiar as if in a dream, a string in Sheng Lingyuan's mind seemed to be plucked, with a "buzz", he turned his head suddenly, and bumped into Xuan Ji's eyes .
The eyes are strange.
So the string vibrated for a moment, the lingering sound dissipated, and it returned to silence.
Sheng Lingyuan suppressed his emotions and asked, "Where did you learn Mandarin?"
Xuan Ji stared at him for a moment, then said inaudibly, "I don't know, it must be in a dream."
Sheng Lingyuan felt uncomfortable for no reason. He turned around and said a little coldly: "Stop talking. In front of people, it's impolite to deliberately say things that others don't understand."
Xuan Ji was half a step behind, and after a while, he responded in a low voice: "Hey, obey the order."
The blind man was locked in a single room with special disturbances that could suppress special energy. In addition, his limbs were locked and he was muttering to himself against the wall.
"I've been reading the scriptures for several days." Xiao Zheng said, "He doesn't know what he's reading, but he seems to think that by reading this, he can resonate with their five-dollar god. I think it's a cult brainwashing Yes, the research institute concluded that this part of the audio belongs to an unknown language. Linguists were invited to analyze the pronunciation rules, but they did not analyze why. But not exactly."
"An ancient tomb was discovered in Biquan Mountain at the end of the last century. There are some unknown characters on the unearthed artifacts. The academic circles have no conclusions. They are temporarily named 'Biquan Mountain Wen'." Xuan Ji explained, turning around and making a "monster" for Sheng Lingyuan. Mouth.
Sheng Lingyuan understands—Three thousand years ago, the Yaozu also had its own dynasty, and each tribe had great differences. In order to facilitate communication, of course, they also had their own "official language". It is also impossible to completely clean up.
He listened for a while, and found that what the blind man was chanting was indeed the language of the demon tribe, which was very irregular—the pronunciation of the demon tribe language was very strange, and some sounds could not be pronounced by humans. Only very skilled monks could pass other spells imitate. Because the blind man's blood was not pure enough, he didn't know what he was talking about. It was a mechanical imitation, and what he said was wrong, but Sheng Lingyuan still understood.
"Ninety-nine return to one, my Lord is the true God."
Xiao Zheng: "Huh?"
"It's almost the meaning of 'long live, long live, long live' in costume dramas." Xuan Ji sighed, and said casually, "I haven't heard this phrase in three thousand years."
"Did you hear it three thousand years ago?" Sheng Lingyuan glanced at him.
Xuan Ji froze.
Sheng Lingyuan couldn't help laughing: "You're a brat, why are you pretending to be old?"
Xuan Ji: "..."
Don't panic, but a little angry.
At this moment, a closed room next to it was opened, and several field workers came out with a small cart: "Director Xiao, Director Xuan."
An energy shield was also installed on the trolley, and inside was the puppet with one leg missing.
"According to the routine, three days of isolation and observation," the field report said, "during the period, all indicators showed no life or energy reactions. As important evidence, they were transferred to the 'E' area on the 60th floor underground for recall."
"Thank you." Xiao Zheng nodded.
"Wait." Sheng Lingyuan suddenly stopped them, "Can you show me?"