Shock!Junior sister is greedy for my golden finger

After taking his seat, Yi Yang indicated that Tang Wan could drink some tea first, and then said slowly: "Your master and I used to be colleagues, but later, we both left our original jobs. The psychic government works, and I also came back to take over part of the property of the Yi family."

"Dad, so you and Master are colleagues?" Yi Shisan asked in surprise, and Yi Yang smiled slightly, "Well, didn't Lu Shuofang tell you?"

Tang Wan shook her head slowly, "He usually doesn't talk about these things with us. Master always says that one must look forward, haha."

Yi Yang nodded, then took a sip of tea, turned to Yi Shisan and said, "Go and see how the dishes are doing. I'll tell the kitchen to prepare a big meal for you."

Yi Shisan looked at Yi Yang with bright eyes, and said happily, "Dad, you are so kind."

As she said that, she was about to run out, but Yi Yang stopped her immediately, "Take the beggar chicken, let them heat it up, cut it up and serve it up."

Looking at Yi Shisan's bouncing back, Yi Yang smiled helplessly and said, "This Yi Shisan has inherited my greedy traits exactly, ha ha."

Tang Wan smiled a few times, he knew in his heart that Yi Yang did this to drive Yi Shisan away, and the purpose must be to say something more important to himself.

And Tang Wan didn't hide it at this time, and took out the memory card that Zuo Yunqiao gave him from his pocket.

"This is?"

Yi Yang asked slowly, Tang Wan put the memory card on the table, then stretched out his index finger, and pushed it towards Yi Yang.

"Uncle Yi, this is the result of the investigation of the Sima Yu incident. It contains a conversation between the director of the Mujiang City Ghost Management Bureau and one of the captains. They participated in the frame-up of Sima Yu and provided information for others."

Yi Yang picked up the memory card from the table while listening to Tang Wan's words.

"Does anyone else know about this thing?"

Tang Wan shook her head slowly, "No more, I did everything by myself."

Yi Yang immediately gave Tang Wan an approving look, "Okay, good job, you have eradicated two scumbags for the psychic government, and I will leave the rest of this matter to me."

"Uncle Yi," Tang Wan continued, "Do you know Sima Yu?"

Yi Yang nodded without hesitation and said: "Of course, he is the protagonist of this incident. He is still the captain of Shisan. According to Shisan, his character is still good."

Looking at Tang Wan's eyes, Yi Yang raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I know what you mean, you are also thinking about Shisan, but you don't have any ideas?"

Tang Wan suddenly smiled, "Uncle Yi, I said I have an idea, can you really throw me in that position?"

Yi Yang took a sip of tea and raised his eyebrows, "Why not? I can go if you want,"

Speaking of this, he changed the subject, "However, if you, Tang Wan, were to be the director of the Ghost and Demon Administration Bureau, wouldn't it be a waste of talent?"

Tang Wan immediately cupped her fists and cupped her hands, "Oh, Uncle Yi loves you, what can I, Tang Wan, do? I'm still the director of the Ghost and Demon Administration Bureau. Hehe, I can't even be the captain."

"Yes!" Yi Yang said with certainty: "How can your card-drawing ability be blocked by a bureau chief?"

Hearing this sentence, Tang Wan was shocked. He didn't understand why Yi Yang knew about it.

Did Yi Shisan say it?No, Yi Shisan promised himself, and never broke his promise.

Yi Family's intelligence agency?That's impossible, and I haven't exposed anything, so even if they investigate, they won't be able to start.

Although he thought so in his heart, Tang Wan's face was indeed unusually calm. There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and then he picked up the teacup and gently sipped the tea in it.

Yi Yang didn't continue talking, but just stared at him like that.

After about ten seconds, Tang Wan smiled slightly, "Uncle Yi, how much did Master tell you about me?"

"That's it," Yi Yang said slowly: "Your choice is right, what I'm going to tell you next, you have to remember, you must never mention it to anyone, not even Yi Shisan. "

Tang Wan frowned, looking at Yi Yang's extremely serious expression, she thought to herself, "What kind of wind is this? Why are you suddenly talking about something important?"

Just as Tang Wan was thinking, Yi Yang said slowly, "In the psychic, there is an organization. The name of this organization is ZP7."

"English?" Tang Wan was startled, and Yi Yang continued to say in a deep voice: "There are many, many elites gathered there, and the people there can be said to know ghosts like the back of their hands. They kill, capture, and raise ghosts. , study blah blah blah..."

"Ghost..." Tang Wan murmured softly, and Yi Yang continued: "I know what you thought, that's right, the incident in Xianshan Cemetery was not a coincidence, but man-made, that black-robed ghost , is a test product, and this test product, I guess, is something made by ZP7."

"Uncle Yi, what kind of organization is this ZP7?"

Hearing Tang Wan's words, Yi Yang smiled, "It directly belongs to the central government of psychics. It is a cutting-edge ghost affairs processing center, which covers the elimination of ghosts, tracking, research and academics. It can be said that in the entire psychic Among the masters, no one has a better understanding of ghosts than ZP7."

Tang Wan continued to ask: "Then, why did they transform ghosts?"

Yi Yang sighed, "It's not sure yet, but if someone does it, then the possibility of ZP7 is the greatest. They are like a double-edged sword, they can help the psychic to kill ghosts, and help the psychic The ghost kills the psychic."

"Could it be that they did this to destroy the world?"

Tang Wan's words were not clearly denied by Yi Yang, but they were not affirmed either, only Yi Yang's ambiguous sentence, "The world may be destroyed sooner or later."

Seeing Tang Wan's puzzled look, Yi Yang smiled, "Let me tell you one more thing, do you know your master, is he a few-star psychic?"

Tang Wan immediately said: "Nine Stars, I have always known this, and it is also recorded on Master's tombstone. Master's star rating has also been checked by the psychic government of Mujiang City. There is no problem."

Yi Yang smiled, "He is ten stars."

A thunderstorm suddenly sounded in Tang Wan's mind. He suddenly felt an incomparable pain in his right temple, and immediately raised his hand to hold it there, and he felt the blood vessels throbbing in his fingertips.

"Yi, Uncle Yi, you, what are you talking about?"

Yi Yang sighed, "Let me tell you, your master, Lu Shuofang, is a ten-star psychic."

Hearing these words again, Tang Wan felt that his eyes had turned dark, because his heart was extremely sad at this moment.

Master's sacrifice couldn't be more clear, he died with a ten-star ghost.

But if the master's strength is ten stars, then there is a problem with this matter.

Because in the star comparison between psychics and ghosts, at the same level, the strength of psychics will be slightly better than ghosts.

If Master's true strength was ten stars, then he would not choose to die together in order to kill a ghost with ten stars in a duel.

Seeing Tang Wan's pensive expression of pain, Yi Yang frowned, "I know, this matter is difficult for you to accept for a while, but someone must know the truth."

Tang Wan raised her head slowly, her eyes were already bloodshot, "What is the truth?"

Yi Yang slowly shook his head, "I don't know either. In this world, besides the old ghost, I know Lu Shuofang best. He will never be killed by a ten-star ghost, unless that ghost Just like the one you encountered before, it is a ghost with problems."

Tang Wan clenched her fists tightly, gritted her teeth and said, "If everything you said is true, then Master's death was framed..."

Tang Wan thought of all the miserable life he had encountered after the sacrifice of his master. In winter, he was reluctant to buy a thick coat. Even the down jacket he wore when he came to Yi's house this time was bought three years ago.

These years he was struggling to get enough food and clothing, and he even went to a restaurant to beg for food. He remembered that incident very vividly. No one was willing to give him alms. Until he met Yi Shisan when he was begging for food the next day, Tang Wan thought, That time, he lost all his face for the rest of his life.

With the help of Yi Shisan racking his brains, Tang Wan received the help consciously or unconsciously, and her living conditions improved somewhat, but the essence remained unchanged.

For a moment, Tang Wan even wanted to give up his identity as a psychic and become an ordinary person again, but he couldn't do it. He couldn't do it. He couldn't watch ghosts and demons go unpunished and disturb people's normal life. Perhaps, this is a The vocation of a psychic.

Tang Wan attributed all of this to a trick of fate, and now someone told him that all the injuries he had suffered for so many years were actually framed by someone.

How could he not be excited, now he can't wait to find that person immediately, eat his flesh and sleep his skin.

Yi Yang sighed slowly, "Yi Shisan doesn't know about this matter yet, and I don't intend to let him know. I just hope that you can continue to investigate, for you and me."

Tang Wan glanced at Yi Yang, her chest heaving violently, "For you? What does this matter have to do with you?"

Yi Yang ignored Tang Wan's disrespectful tone, but said with a smile: "The Yi family is a psychic family, and I don't want it to be destroyed yet. I hope you can help me investigate the matter of the ghost mutation. I feel that when Lu Shuofang died, he probably encountered a mutated ten-star ghost."

"It's just that the truth has been deliberately concealed, right?"

Yi Yang nodded, "So, I hope you can sneak into ZP7 and start investigating from there. There should be some gains, and I can give you all the help you want outside."

After finishing speaking, Yi Yang glanced at the light yellow bottom of the teacup, and smiled softly, "Sometimes, I still dream about your master, when I wake up, looking at the heavy snow outside, I will Think, how did he die?"