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Jinling Ghost Control Bureau.

Zhang Ying was looking down at the documents.

Fang Anson suddenly jogged over."Captain Zhang!"

He had now been demoted from a captain to a secretary who dealt with miscellaneous items.

However, Fang Anson was still very satisfied with this change.

There was no need to worry about anything. He could just report it directly.

It wasn't like the past, when countless incidents that exceeded his abilities piled up, and he was so worried that his head turned white.

"What is it?" Zhang Ying raised his head and took a sip of tea.

"Death Communication!"

Fang Anson placed a communication record on the table."Twenty seconds ago, it was sent from a villa in a residential area in the suburbs.”

"The sender is a C-class ghost tamer in the bureau.”

"I just took a long leave five days ago and rested at home.”

Zhang Ying glanced at the record.

He immediately put down his teacup and said,"Gather your men and rush over immediately."”

"Also, inform the rest to seal off the residential area immediately. Activate all the surveillance cameras in the surroundings.”

"To be able to make a C-class ghost tamer think that he is dead for sure, and not even have the time to send out a distress signal.”

"This means that this ghost must be above B class!”

The entire Ghost Control Bureau became busy in an instant.

.........

The sky had just brightened.

The two girls, who had not slept the entire night, hurriedly left the villa and drove out of the city.

At the same time, in a residential area in the suburbs of Jin Ling City.

Several black commercial vehicles drove over, and a large group of men in special uniforms jumped out of them.

Fang Anxu and Zhang Ying were among them.

After all, Fang Anson was the only Class B Ghost Summoner in Jinling.

As the captain, Zhang Ying had no choice but to rush over personally.

The villa was heavily surrounded.

He waved his hand to stop Fang Anxu, who wanted to take the lead.

Zhang Ying personally walked up to the villa and knocked on the door.

This was just a simple test.

If there was no response for more than ten seconds, he would kick the door open.

However, what surprised everyone was that…

There was actually a sound coming from the villa.

"He's here!"

Following the sound of footsteps, the door was opened.

A middle-aged woman stood at the door with a spatula in her hand.

He looked suspiciously at the people outside the door."May I know who you are looking for?"

Zhang Ying and Fang Anxu were stunned.

In the end, it was Fang Anson who spoke up,"Is Zheng Xiangmu here?"

"I'm the leader of his company. My name is Fang Anson.”

The middle-aged woman was a little suspicious.

However, he still turned around and shouted into the room,"Xiangmu, your leader is looking for you!"

Hurried footsteps sounded.

Zheng Xiangmu, who was dressed in casual clothes, ran out of the villa with messy hair.

"Vice-Captain Fang, Captain Zhang, why are you here?”

Zheng Xiangmu looked at his former colleagues, who were now all gathered at his door, and suddenly became a little at a loss.

Seeing that his son really knew this group of people, he felt a little uneasy.

The middle-aged woman was also relieved. She ignored him and went back to the kitchen to cook.

"Why are you pressing the death communication button?”

"Don't you know that this is against the rules?" Fang Anson frowned and scolded.”

"The holiday is over. I'll be punished when I return to the station tomorrow!”

However, Zhang Ying didn't show any anger.

Instead, he stood at the side, squinting his eyes to observe Zheng Xiangmu's reaction.

He didn't know why.

He had a feeling that there was something wrong with this C-class ghost tamer in front of him!

Even if the other party's speech and behavior were the same as usual.

However, the strange feeling that lingered in his heart could not be removed.

As a ghost tamer who had fought for many years, he had escaped death countless times.

Zhang Ying would never ignore such a sudden premonition.

Fang Anson was still reprimanding him.

Zheng Xiangmu kept his head down, his face filled with guilt and apology.

He looked like he was admitting his mistake.

At this moment.

"Xiangmu," Zhang Ying suddenly interrupted.”

"The speculation report about the Myths of the Underworld that the Imperial Capital sent previously.”

"I told you to take advantage of the holidays to tidy up and hand it to my office after work. How's it going?”

Zheng Xiangmu was stunned.

But he still replied,"Ah, that, soon."”

"Captain Zhang, don't worry. I'll definitely get it ready for you before I go to work the day after tomorrow.”

As soon as he said that.

Everyone fell silent.

Fang Anson looked at him in shock, then at Zhang Ying, his eyes revealing a questioning look.

The documents sent directly from the capital, other than the captain, no one else had the right to read them.

Not even the vice-captain!

How was it possible that a mere C-class ghost tamer like him would be the one to tidy up?

Moreover, Hillford did not send any documents at all this month!

Zhang Ying's eyes were cold.”

Although he was a little hesitant.

However, the surrounding ghost controllers still swarmed forward and bound Zheng Xiangmu.

"Captain Zhang, what do you mean?"

Zheng Xiangmu was still struggling, his face full of confusion.

Zhang Ying did not explain.

"Take control of everyone in this villa and bring them back to the Ghost Control Bureau."”

"Captain Zhang." "Did you discover something?" Fang Anson leaned over.”

Zhang Ying shook his head.”

"Old Fang, keep an eye on them. I'll go in and investigate myself.”

Without waiting for Fang Anxu to speak.

Zhang Ying had already walked into the villa.

.........

The Shing Wong Temple was still bustling with activity.

It seemed to be because there were too many people.

Chu Yue and Jiang Chuqing instantly felt it.

The coldness that wrapped around him disappeared without a trace the moment he stepped into the Shing Wong Temple.

"Uncle Zhang."

Chu Yue quickly ran over when she saw the abbot serving beside the altar.

This old man's surname was Zhang, but no one knew what his real name was.

Previously, he had been a temple priest in the City God Temple in the city.

However, a few days ago, for some reason, he appeared in the City God Temple of Liu Village.

Old Man Zhang often told others with a smile that Lord Shing Wong had personally invited him over.

Of course, the others would only treat this matter as a joke.

And Lord Shing Wong personally invited him?

How shameless was this!

"Yue girl."

Old Man Zhang chuckled as he looked at the young girl running towards him.

However, when he saw the Shing Wong pendant hanging around Chu Yue's neck, he suddenly frowned.

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