Chapter 260
At nine o'clock in the morning, Fanling.

At the newly developed construction site of the Fan Group, a construction worker driving a forklift drove the car to the foot of a mountain, and leveled the small hill in front of him according to the company's construction plan.

At first, things went smoothly.

However, when the driver shoveled to the center of the mountain bag, a sudden change appeared...

I saw a stone slab protruding from the mud, continuously emitting electric light, like lightning in a thundercloud, ferocious and terrifying.

Seeing this scene, the forklift driver was startled, jumped out of the car, and shouted, "Uncle Can, Uncle Can, something has happened! Come and see..."

Not far away, Uncle Can, who was checking the drawings with the workers, heard the shout of the forklift driver, and immediately led his people over.

When they walked in front of the stone slab, the electric light that spilled out had already disappeared.

All that remains is the tablet with the runes carved on it.

"It looks like a stone cover, everyone pried it up."

Uncle Can, the person in charge of the construction site, ordered.

When the workers heard the order, they picked up the steel drills one after another and gathered together to pry the stone slabs.

It stands to reason that two adults can pry open a stone slab weighing about [-] jins. Right now, the seven workers can't shake it even if they try their best.

"Hey~~ Why is there a Dao talisman on it?"

Uncle Can, who was instructing the workers to do things, suddenly noticed a yellow talisman stuck to the top of the stone slab, subconsciously stretched out his right hand, and peeled off the yellow talisman.

Rumble!
All of a sudden, the ground trembled.

Everyone was shaken left and right. Uncle Can subconsciously turned his head and looked around. Seeing the blasting workers blasting the mountain, he immediately let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it's just blasting rocks, everyone continue..."

Strange to say.

The stone slab, which could not be pried apart just now, was pried open in one fell swoop.

Then the workers lifted the stone slab with all their strength, revealing a bottomless hole, which instantly aroused everyone's curiosity.

"Wow~~"

"This hole is so deep, I can't see the bottom!"

"Yeah, it's too deep."

"It seems weird..."

Noticing that the unlucky Uncle Can hadn't finished speaking, a dazzling blue light shot out from the bottom of the cave, carrying a strong momentum and a sinister aura, knocking everyone to the ground, and some unlucky people even knocked their heads to the ground.

For a time, wailing everywhere.

……

at the same time.

Uncle Feng, in the office area of ​​Team B of the Western District Serious Case Team, suddenly tightened his expression, and pinched his fingers to calculate.

"Fanling—evil spirit—big ominous!"

"No, it's the Nine-Life Cat Demon who was sealed by the Zhang family 50 years ago!"

After calculating the source of the ominous omen, Uncle Feng stood up suddenly, picked up the coat on the back of the chair, and rushed out in a hurry.

"Uncle Feng, where are you going?"

Seeing this, Zhou Jian quickly opened his mouth and said.

Uncle Feng didn't reply.

Because, he had already run out of team b's office area, and he didn't have time to explain why.

"Brother Jian, should we follow?"

Ma Feng asked.

He is a senior police officer of the b-team and one of the former political department agents.

Zhou Jian has always followed the lead.

"with!"

Zhou Jian thought for a while and said.

Seeing Uncle Feng's anxious look, he might be able to get involved in a big case as in the past.

The errands, no matter what department they are in, hope to take over big cases, solve crimes and make meritorious service, and rise up the ladder. Few people just wait to die, especially young people like them.

"Strange, why did Team B leave in such a hurry?"

Liu Piaopiao, who walked out of the office with a stack of files, noticed that Uncle Feng, Zhou Jian and others left one after another, and he couldn't help showing some doubts in his eyes.

Serious crime team A has been transferred by deputy team leader Long Jiu to investigate the diamond robbery in South Africa, and now team B is gone. Only she and Zhao Nanshan are left in the serious crime team. It looks very deserted and feels weird.

……

Daoshan Sanatorium.

A middle-aged man suffering from liver cancer sat in the small theater of the nursing home, watching the drama drowsily.

His cheeks were resolute and there was a mole between his eyebrows, which made him appear to be in a bad mood.

However, when Uncle Feng hurriedly ran out of the police station, the drowsy middle-aged man suddenly stared blankly with serious eyes.

Then, he quietly walked out of the small theater. The patients watching the theater in front of him didn't notice him leaving.

……

West End Serious Cases, Director's Office.

Pete the mustache sat on the chair with a solemn face, casually turned the pen in his hand, and murmured: "I think I must be crazy, but I promised those ghosts to find a way to kill Zhao Nanshan."

"This kid can even kill Wang Bao, how can I kill him?"

"Suppressing him is almost the same!"

“Tuk Tuk~~”

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Pete subconsciously straightened his back and shouted, "Come in."

"Superintendent Pi, this is the boss who received a tip."

A policewoman in an inspector uniform opened the door and handed Pete a document.

"Thank you!"

Pete took the file very politely.

Because, the person who came was Chief Superintendent Yu Suqiu's female assistant, an inspector-level administrative clerk.The position is far below him, but he can blow the wind in the boss's ears. It's always good to be polite.

Watching the director's female assistant leave.

Pete opened the folder and saw the contents, his eyes lit up.

After a few minutes.

He dialed the special line of the serious case team leader.

After a while, Zhao Nanshan walked into the supervisor's office and asked, "Sir, what case is it?"

"The Criminal Intelligence Division of the Headquarters received a tip-off that a group of terrorists who have caused many school bombings abroad have sneaked into Hong Kong Island, and are planning to create another terrorist incident on Christmas, threatening the Eagle Country government to release their leader. Where is the target? The school is still investigating, but for the sake of safety, the higher-ups decided to send a number of police officers to infiltrate international schools as undercover agents."

Speaking of this, Pete drank a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and continued: "There are more than a dozen international schools on Hong Kong Island, and the police district where they are built will be responsible for the safety of the school. We happen to have an international school in the West District, and we need an undercover agent." Enter the school as eyeliner to prevent terrorists from creating terrorist incidents."

"Sir, you don't want me to be an undercover agent, do you?"

Zhao Nanshan said with great interest.

Leaving aside whether the Chief Inspector should go undercover or not, with his widely circulated name, how could he go to the school to be an undercover agent? Who doesn't know that he is a hidden dragon in the West District?
"If you want to go undercover at the school, I won't stop you."

Pete spread his hands and said with a smile: "In short, you are fully responsible for this case. Please make sure to protect the safety of all the teachers and students of Smith International School. Don't be careless. The students in it are either rich or expensive, and anyone who is injured will be hurt. You have to suffer."

I was still trying to find a way to suppress Zhao Nanshan just now.

I didn't expect someone to give me a pillow when I dozed off, and the higher-ups actually issued such a big case.

This ticket terrorist is so cute!
"Sir, you seem to be a little gloating? Could it be that you hope that some schools on Hong Kong Island will be bombed?"

Zhao Nanshan took over the information issued by the intelligence department of the headquarters, and stared at Pete expressionlessly.This bastard went too far, and when he got the chance, he wanted to kill himself. Such a tricky school bombing case, he didn't warm up his hands when he received it, so he couldn't wait to hand it over to him.

But he couldn't refuse!

The first-level official crushes people to death!
"Hey, don't talk nonsense. Be careful, I will sue you for defamation!"

Pete curled his lips and said briskly.

Zhao Nanshan is dead this time!

(End of this chapter)

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