Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

Fu Kuan's cell phone rang.

It was Yanru who called.

After briefly understanding the situation, Yan Rushi hung up the phone and rushed towards the hospital without stopping.

Five hours later, Fu Kuan had calmed down.

The members of the police station have also returned to the police station.

Yan Ru was sitting by the bed, not knowing what to say.

"Fu team, maybe there is a way."

"It's my problem. If it was stronger, it wouldn't waste so much time."

Fu Kuan was expressionless, staring at the pale ceiling and muttering.

"Fu Dui, this is not your problem..."

Yan Ru stopped abruptly in half of what he said, and he knew that it was useless for him to continue to say more now.

"Suibu, this beam is finally tied."

Fu Kuan's fists were clenched together, as if he could squeeze out water.

"Fu Dui, what I'm worried about now is that people from the Ministry of Guild will come to your door."

"Come to the door, huh! It's just what I want."

Fu Kuan clenched his teeth.

He must avenge this revenge!
"Okay, you have a good rest, I'll go out for a while."

Fu Kuan didn't speak.

Yan Ru stood up straight, and when she left the ward, she looked back at him.

Fu Kuan kept staring at the ceiling, wondering what he was thinking.

Not long after, the door of the ward was pushed open again.

This time, it was two unfamiliar faces.

"Director Fu, we meet again."

Fu Kuan was taken aback for a moment, the blood in his whole body seemed to freeze.

This voice is very familiar!

It was the deputy minister of that week!

And behind him, followed by a middle-aged man.

"It's you!"

Fu Kuan's eyes were red, wishing he could strangle the old man in front of him to death.

"Don't get excited, didn't I learn about your situation and come to visit?"

He winked at the man behind him, and the man immediately put the fruit basket on the bedside table, and there was also a small box.

This box is made of silver-white metal, in the shape of a long strip, about the size of a palm.

"The cat cries for the mouse, fake mercy?"

Fu Kuan snorted coldly and turned his head away.

"What is Director Fu talking about? We've also heard about your friend. It's not difficult to get him out of a wheelchair."

"What do you mean!"

Fu Kuan immediately glared at Vice Minister Zhou.

He felt that there was something in the old man's words.

He didn't know the old man's name.

The old man also refused to say.

The mystery of the Guibu lies in this.

And Fu Kuan also knew that this old man might be just a puppet.

The power of the Guibu is probably much greater than he imagined.

"It's the literal meaning, Director Fu won't be unable to understand, right? If you want your friend to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, I can help you. To be precise, the Ministry of Guild can help you."

"You...why? Why do I believe you?"

"Hahaha, believe it or not, of course it is up to you to decide. However, I will not pay attention to thatched cottage. There is only one chance."

The deputy minister Zhou gave a sinister smile and was about to turn around and leave.

"and many more!"

Fu Kuan directly stopped the vice minister of that week.

"What? Regret it?"

"What are the conditions?"

"Good! I like dealing with such an open-minded person as Director Fu!"

A smile appeared on the face of the deputy minister that week.

"You know, our Ministry of Conspiracy never makes money-losing business."

Fu Kuan sneered and nodded.

"I need you."

"I?"

"That's right, you are Director Fu yourself."

"my body?"

Fu Kuan felt a little embarrassed to say these words.

"Hahaha, Director Fu is really humorous. What we want is your body. I have taught Zhao Qiong a lesson. He is not sensible."

Fu Kuan's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he sat up directly, leaning against the head of the bed.

"Tell me, why do you need me?"

"What we want is your brain, to be precise, your strength."

"strength……"

"You know, when you were on Sara Island back then, you were safe and sound. Do you really think it was luck or your own strength? No, we are secretly helping you."

"I heard it, and you turned a blind eye and let me go back then. I remember this very clearly. But today, your subordinates are a little blind."

"Of course, some offal will die when they die."

The deputy minister didn't seem to take this matter seriously that week.

"Introduce me again, my name is Zhou An."

"Zhou An..."

"Yes, you may have heard many names about me, but this name is the main body."

Zhou An stretched out his hand.

Of course, Fu Kuan couldn't be ungrateful.

Zhou An, no matter how you say it, is the deputy minister of the Ministry of Conspiracy.

Power is put aside for now.

He couldn't help but appreciate the old man's hypocrisy alone.

It looks like, there is always something to do.

"Deputy Minister that week, I just have one question."

"Director Fu, tell me."

"why me."

"Because...you are special."

"Is that an answer?"

Zhou An thought for a while, and continued: "Because of you, you can change Guibu. You know, our Guibu is different from ghost masters."

Fu Kuan's eyes moved.

After so many days of experience, how can he not understand that everyone has good and bad.

"Of course, I'm talking about some ghost masters. The people in our Guizhou Department are naturally mixed."

Fu Kuan wanted to laugh, was it good or bad?

Put gold on your face like this?
"The Ministry of Conspiracy has been operating secretly for so many years. This is very similar to your investigation bureau, but you are an officially certified organization. At best, we are a non-governmental organization."

"Then why did you..."

"The level you are in contact with now is too low. Only by following the Conspiracy Department can the Investigation Bureau develop rapidly, and our enemy is not you, but another organization. They are our common enemy."

Fu Kuan was a little confused.

"I also hope that Vice Minister Zhou can make it clear. I am too dull."

"Actually, I don't want to say more about these things. After all, the minister is not here, so it's not good for me to make decisions alone, but in the eyes of his old man, you are also the best candidate, and you are very interested in the four-faced ghosts. , I can satisfy you."

"Satisfy me? Four-faced haunted ghost?"

"That's right, fusion in the true sense, and it will allow you to dominate and control it. Don't worry, I already knew that the kid who sprayed you has been hiding Zhao Qiong."

Fu Kuan frowned, how did Zhou An know about this this week.

"That bastard Zhao Qiong is like a nouveau riche. How can he know this? I'll show him face, but if he doesn't follow up, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Zhou An let out a creepy smile.

Fu Kuan nodded and continued to ask: "Tell me about the conditions, what should I do?"