Once upon a time there was a demon pass

The meeting room that hadn't held a meeting for several days.

Yuan Qingshan sat on a chair with a teacup in his hand.

"Tianyan, come out."

"I have something to ask you."

Yuan Qingshan's voice kept echoing in the room.

but...

No one answered.

"Not here?"

"It's so disrespectful to me, it's not the kind of 24-hour monitoring for me."

Yuan Qingshan frowned slightly, muttering in his mouth.

Picking up the phone, I found a number and dialed it: "The Eye of Heaven is not here, we can prepare for the layout of the soul hunting team."

His tone was unusually solemn.

"Senior, it's not good to tear up the contract just after the transaction."

On the screen, a virtual human face slowly appeared, and even with the electronic sound, one could hear a little helplessness from it.

Yuan Qingshan put the phone on the table, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I don't miss you anymore, let's chat with you."

"If you don't do this, you won't come out either."

There was no guilt on Yuan Qingshan's face, it was calm and calm.

In exchange, the silence of the virtual face.

"Okay, no kidding, let's talk about business."

"Is the food in the Information Department okay yesterday?"

Yuan Qingshan seemed to be an old leader who was sympathetic to his subordinates, asking about his health.

The virtual face shook slightly, without saying a word.

"Yesterday, I ordered something small in the cafeteria of the Information Department."

"Well, a small little thing."

"Help you clear your stomach."

Yuan Qingshan talked to himself, and finally nodded slightly.

It seems to be affirming his own language.

...

"Senior, I'm not in the Information Department."

The virtual human face opened its mouth quietly.

Yuan Qingshan nodded: "Oh, I believe it."

"Do you know what I did before I became the Director of Education?"

The virtual face corrected: "Senior, it's the deputy director."

"..."

"You talk a lot?"

"What the hell, it messed up the old man's rhythm."

"From now on, I ask, you answer."

"Otherwise, I will mess with your Soul Hunter team!"

"Understand?"

Yuan Qingshan's face darkened in an instant, and he said to the virtual face, his tone was full of threats.

It's like a gangster collecting protection fees on the street.

"Do you know what I did before I became the Director of Education?"

Yuan Qingshan asked again.

"do not know."

The virtual human face became much more obedient, and even controlled the human face to shake its head.

"Okay, since you asked sincerely, the old man will tell you mercifully."

"I used to be a hexagram master."

"When you watch the sky every night, you always have to explore the mysteries of the future."

"It's a pity that this way wasted Yangshou, so I had no choice but to give up in the end."

"But I don't know why, I just want to see you little guy close your eyes, so I'll make an exception today and give you a fortune teller!"

"Would you like to?"

Yuan Qingshan seemed to miss his youthful years, sighed faintly, and said.

His face was full of loneliness.

When he said the words "are you willing", the tone of his voice was inexplicably gloomy.

"Wish...will."

The virtual face was silent for a long time before opening with a soft sigh.

I don't know what kind of medicine this old guy sells in his gourd.

"The old man pinches his fingers and decides..."

"Your name is Luo Yu, male, 26 years old, native of Mocheng."

"Parents died early."

"I didn't go to college, but because of my excellent computer skills, I joined the Ministry of Information."

"The station number is 3021!"

"Am I right?"

Yuan Qingshan spoke slowly, the virtual face shook violently and disappeared on the screen.

Picking up the phone, he was still talking to Qi Changshan: "Did you hear that?"

"Is there any movement at that station?"

On the other side of the phone, Qi Changshan's voice was cold: "Yes, don't talk so much nonsense next time, is it interesting to pretend to be cool?"

After speaking, the phone hangs up.

Yuan Qingshan put down the phone with a smile, leaned on the chair, tapped his fingers on the table lightly, and murmured to himself: "I'm really looking forward to this little guy, come to the bowl quickly."

the other side.

Information Department.

A young man at the work station stood up suddenly, looked around, his face was a little gloomy, he turned and left without saying a word.

"Where are you going?"

"As a senior, I invite you to have a cup of tea."

A cold voice sounded from behind him.

The young man froze, turned around and wanted to run.

but...

However, his body seemed to be grasped by an invisible giant palm, unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, the body lifted into the air.

Qi Changshan just stood behind him, with his hands behind his back, a simple and unpretentious little old man, and walked into the distance.

The young man floated above him the whole time.

It disappeared from the sight of the staff of the Information Department.

……

trial room.

It's in the next room to the Black Angel.

The young man sat on the chair somewhat cautiously, without handcuffs or ankle chains, which meant that all the energy on his body was imprisoned.

Panicked, restless.

No one even entered the room to interrogate him from the beginning to the end.

Quietly, the wall in front of him became transparent.

Can clearly see the situation in another interrogation room.

that person...

Some familiar faces, not just familiar faces.

I have seen it several times through the camera on this person's laptop, and even secretly took pictures.

God religion, black angel.

a god.

Seven Awakened.

Two gray-haired old men were in the interrogation room at this time, with grinning grins on their faces, punching the black angel's face one after another.

The room was full of black angels' painful wailing and unyielding eyes.

That wailing sounded chilling.

The two old men who were supposed to be very benevolent now looked like devils from hell in the eyes of the young man, both emitting black air from their bodies.

It's just short of blue face and fangs.

even...

They even took out the same tool.

Take a needle.

Sprinkle pepper water after piercing.

Salt again.

Waiting for a series of things, the young man kept swallowing.

The torture lasted for a full hour.

In the end, the two old men were finally a little tired. They wiped the sweat from their foreheads, let out a long sigh of relief, and stood up.

then...then...

The door of his interrogation room was opened.

"Young man, let's go down the process first?"

"Speak or not!"

"Oh, it's great if you don't say it."

Without giving the young man a chance to speak, Yuan Qingshan talked to himself, and exchanged a glance with Qi Changshan.

"you first?"

"I'll take a break."

Saying that, Yuan Qingshan sat on the chair opposite the young man, poured himself a glass of water, and took a sip.

And Qi Changshan stood in front of the young man, and threw an iron box on the table with a 'bang'.

turn on.

There are a lot of tools in the box.

...

Youth... numb.