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Zhang Yiyan walked into the darkness without looking back. Feeling that no one was around, he took out the black jade pendant, held it in his palm, and recited the incantation until a trace of black energy disappeared between his eyebrows.

The eyeballs kept turning, and the double pupils kept flashing. The four pupils were like cameras, like ghosts in the dark night.

He activated the jade pendant again and recited the spell silently. Another trace of black air entered his body. The black blood line on his neck deepened and then immediately dissipated, and his body calmed down.

Putting the jade pendant away, slowly exhaling and inhaling, his eyes turned again and finally recovered.

I raised my head and glanced at the sky. It was past 11 o'clock in the evening. I didn't know how long I would be busy. It was probably going to be all night.

With this in mind, I walked back and rested in the car for a while.

As soon as I got here, it was really busy and noisy inside.

He reached out and pulled the car door, but it didn't open. If he wanted to use his mental power to open it, he should ask Yan Junge for the key.

It was better not to waste any mental energy. He sighed silently and walked towards the courtyard door.

Yan Junge smiled and rubbed a girl's short hair with gentle eyes. The two looked at each other and smiled in understanding.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment. It was really inappropriate to bother him now. He curled his lips and turned to leave.

Chen Hao went to the car to get something and happened to see him. He smiled and said, "Sorry, I want to ask if the high school is in District A. I am Chen Hao. Do you remember?"

Zhang Yiyan looked into his eyes steadily, pictures flashed through his mind, and then he smiled and nodded, "Remember, you sit third from my right and behind me."

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect you to still remember."

At this time, Huang Yong's voice came from the yard, "Chen Hao, just grab something to dawdle with."

"I'm coming."

"Old classmate, let's have dinner together when we're free. I'll go in first."

Zhang Yiyan smiled and nodded, "Okay."

"Then let's exchange contact information." Chen Hao immediately took out his mobile phone and called up the QR code.

"Ding."

After scanning the QR code, Chen Hao walked in with a smile.

Walking to the stone pier just now, I looked up at the sky and ignored the noise behind me. I calmed down and walked on the same path as before. My figure quickly disappeared into the night.

After walking through the village road and around the woods for more than half an hour, we finally reached the main road. After waiting on the side of the road for more than an hour, Zhang Tianming's car finally arrived.

Zhang Tianming opened the car door and got into the passenger seat. Zhang Tianming was a little worried, "Yanyan, what happened? Why is it so late at night?"

He fastened his seat belt and shook his head, "The body has been found, just waiting for identification."

"They should be able to handle the rest."

"I need to go back to seclusion. Please help Director Zheng and me ask for leave."

Zhang Tianming saw that he had a bad look on his face, so he started the car without asking any more questions, "Okay, how many days will it take?"

",,,three days."

"it is good."

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Big lights were put on in the yard to facilitate the exploration of the site. Everyone was busy, discussing something from time to time, and time slipped away unknowingly.

Yan Junge touched his pocket and saw that a pack of cigarettes was gone.

Somewhat irritably, I went to the car to get it, opened the door, found the cigarette case in the glove compartment, tore it open, and lit it.

Suddenly it occurred to me that Zhang Yiyan didn't like the smell of cigarettes, so he stepped back and said, "Sorry, Zhang Ke, I'll smoke one to refresh myself."

",,,"

"Can I ask how the body was found? Or the compass?"

",,,"

Why are you ignoring people? You frown and reach out to turn on the inner light. There is no one there.

Damn it,,, I was just talking to myself.

If it's not in the car, where did it go?

I took out my phone and saw that it was 1:10 in the morning, so late.

Is it because I locked the car and rested in another car?

I felt uncomfortable holding back the question, so I looked around and looked at the cars one by one, but there was no one there.

Damn it, where did you go at night?

I opened my phone and swiped a few times, but it seemed that I didn't add his contact information or add him to the group.

tsk~

What do you think, workplace bullying? Isolate him?

Thinking of the cold expression on his face, it doesn't seem to count, they should be isolated from each other.

Director Zheng should know his phone number, but before he called, Director Zheng called, "Hello, Xiao Yan."

"Director Zheng, what are your instructions?"

Zheng Enmin's voice came from the receiver, "That's right, there's something going on with Zhang Yiyan. You, Lu Qing and the others have to deal with the case."

"The body has been found. You guys are fully responsible for what happens next."

Yan Junge was a little speechless. The man gave up halfway, but still responded, "Yes."

Hearing the emotion in his words, Zheng Enmin still said something more, "You don't have any objections. He was originally recruited as a special talent, so he has some privileges."

Yan Junge sneered, "Of course I have no objection, I'm just curious about what kind of credit you have for protecting him like this."

Zheng Enmin naturally knew that they were not convinced, "The matter has not been reported to the higher authorities yet. You will know in a few days."

"Also, calm down your donkey temper and let go of the anger. I only ask you."

"That's it, hang up."

He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it out hard, "Hey, hey, Director Zheng, don't hang up, don't hang up."

"Did he call you to complain this late at night?"

"I just said that something happened to him. What happened?"

"So does he count as absenteeism or taking leave? How many days will he take?"

Zheng Enmin was obviously a little angry, "Yan Junge, your task now is to solve the case and take care of the rest."

"I don't care about my colleagues, right?"

"Beep beep,,,"

Yan Junge looked at the phone that had been hung up and clicked his tongue.

There was no shortage of cars, and he was nowhere to be found, so how did he get there?

It takes more than two hours to drive from here to the city. How rare is it to stop a car on the highway?

Not to mention that this place is quite far from the highway. Even at this late hour, there are not many cars on the highway to stop.

Re-open the door, get in the car, connect your phone to the driving recorder, and start checking the surveillance just now.

It was adjusted until after 11 o'clock. Zhang Yiyan came over and pulled the car door. He disappeared from the surveillance camera without opening it. After a few minutes, the person reappeared and left on foot towards the entrance of the village.

He really walked away. If he couldn't open the car door, why not come to him.

Is it possible that I am some kind of savage beast in his eyes? Tsk, that’s really hypocritical.

Send a message in the group, "Does anyone know Zhang Yiyan's phone number, VX? Please send it."

Chen Hao sent Zhang Yiyan’s phone number and QR code in the group.

"receive."

How did this guy have his contact information? When did he add it?

Press and hold your fingertip to dial,,,,

After ringing for a long time, it automatically hangs up.

Hit again, still the same,,,

Apply to be a friend first.

"knocking"

There was a knock on the car glass, and he saw clearly that the person coming was Song Qing. He opened the car door with a smile and invited her to the passenger seat.

"Junge, are you tired?"

"No, just contact Zhang Yiyan."

He concealed the fact that he saw Feng Zhi's ghost, and talked about today and what happened just now. Song Qing frowned and said, "It's normal for you to get used to the first day of work."

"But he is indeed very powerful. He found it in one day after searching for 7 years without finding it."

Yan Junge took out another cigarette and lit it, "He is very powerful, but he also has a very bad temper and his emotional intelligence is too low, so it is difficult to convince the public."

Song Qing slowly lowered the window and showed a faint smile, "In our industry, there is no need for emotional intelligence. Sufficient ability is the last word."

"makes sense."