After the full-level supernatural being recognized by the rich family

Tourmaline frowned slightly, confusion flashing in her mint green eyes.

"Mother, has something happened? He seems very impatient now."

Zhong Yao raised his eyebrows: "Is He Yueping impatient?"

"Yeah." Tourmaline nodded slightly.

Amber was playing checkers with Obsidian, and looked over when she heard him. "Who is he impatient with? Is he impatient with the old man, or is he impatient with Chu Ci and the others?"

Yue Guang frowned slightly: "If it's the latter... Mother, do you dare to let uncle and others in?"

Zhong Yao stood up straight and patted the dust on the spot where his clothes touched the wall: "It's okay, I'll go in and watch."

Zhong Yao entered the yard quietly and watched everything that happened in the yard openly.

The old lady heard the sound and came out, and suddenly saw a lot of people in the yard.

Several good-looking young men were helping to stack firewood, and there were several people carrying black "cannons" surrounding them.

She had seen these young people before. In the past week, they could be seen everywhere in the village, helping the village with a lot of things.

Seeing that the old woman was stunned, the old man quickly asked her to pour some water for the guest.

The old lady finally came to her senses and hurried back to the house to find a cup.

He Yueping's cell phone, which was stuck to his trouser pocket, suddenly vibrated twice. He was startled, stepped back to a safe distance where he would not be photographed, and turned on his phone.

Noticing his movements, Zhong Yao moved to He Yueping's side and leaned over to look at his phone page.

At just one glance, Zhong Yao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Amber yelled, "So that's how it is. I've always wondered how she knew about the police's actions."

Hei Yao shook his head helplessly: "The police's communication equipment was tampered by the fraud organization, and the chat content also involved a specific case. Will these two policemen be punished?"

After a pause, Hei Yao asked, "Zhong Yao, will you report this matter?"

Zhong Yao stared at the screen of his mobile phone while answering Hei Yao's question: "Whether to report it or not is a question that the new colleague who took over the case needs to consider. My role in this case is just to provide a little help to the new colleague."

Hei Yao smiled with his eyes curved, then raised his hand and jumped the checkers to a farther position.

Amber stared at Obsidian's eight-jumping marble. When her temper flared up, she wanted to launch an indiscriminate attack without any regard for the consequences.

"Just shoot them all."

Obsidian: “…”

There is no doubt that he is on the list of people Amber wants to shoot.

This little sister has never been like this when she plays games normally. Why is she so uncomfortable playing checkers?

The mobile phone held in He Yueping's hand displayed several messages.

Zhong Yao was standing beside him, with his head tilted, watching him skillfully scrolling through the pages.

[How is it? Has the work intensity been high recently?]

(It was OK, much easier than last week.)

[Oh, good times will come after bad times, good news.]

(Hey, brother, what do you think this management bureau is?)

[A group of weirdos who like to challenge the impossible, right? I heard that they took over a lot of old cases and solved them all.]

(Fuck, that’s awesome.)

[Why are you asking me this all of a sudden? Wait, that fraud mission you've been following up on, hasn't it been taken over by the Administration?]

(There is nothing we can do. We escaped 8 times in a row. 8 times, brother! I feel like the dignity of our team has been trampled on by the other team.)

[Don't worry, brother. If this case falls into the hands of the Administration, they will definitely catch the person.]

(I think so too, so I have been looking forward to it for a long time. After catching the people, I must go and see what the person in charge behind them looks like.)

[When was it handed over?]

(Just a few days ago, the administration was so confident that they said they would be able to give results within a week.)

[Shh, it’s so scary, so scary, it’s so awesome! I really want to go inside the Administration and see for myself.]

(Me too, I have never heard of the Special Events Management Bureau before. When did our country establish such a department? There is no relevant introduction yet, making it very mysterious.)

[Who knows? Forget it. We can’t understand what the higher-ups mean. Just know that it’s awesome.]

(OK, time to get off work, time to eat.)

Zhong Yao: “…”

The Authority was worshiped.

This feeling is really strange.

When she thought about how they pretended to be serious when they were outside, and then laughed like a fool when they returned to the administration, she couldn't help but feel sorry for the two policemen.

They admire the Administration. I hope that one day they will know the internal working style of the Administration and still be able to say such things.

After reading the entire chat, He Yueping frowned deeply.

and so.

The case involving him was transferred to this inexplicable management bureau?

Special Events Management Bureau.

What is a special event?

Because the police have not caught me, this case has been classified as a special incident?

Is this administration that powerful?

They also said that they would give the result within a week. He had only traveled on mountain roads and small paths along the way and had never passed through expressways or national highways. How could he be found?

and many more.

If this case was transferred to this administration a few days ago, does that mean that she will be caught by the administration in three or four days?

He Yueping couldn't stand anymore.

No, we have to go quickly and leave here.

Although he didn't believe in his heart that the Administration was so powerful, the admiration between the lines of the two policemen's words was not fake. If it was true, his life would be over.

The old lady came out with tea. She saw He Yueping standing in the corner of the yard out of the corner of her eye, and quickly smiled and called him over to have some tea.

"Xiaoping, thank you for going up the mountain with the old man to collect firewood today. You must be exhausted, right? Come, have some tea and take a rest. I stewed potato vermicelli for lunch today, and I'll serve you some more later."

He Yueping was about to speak when he saw the old lady clapping her hands in annoyance, "Oh, look at my memory. When people get old, their memory gets worse. There is something important that I almost forgot to tell you."

He Yueping's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

"At noon, a young girl from the production team of these young people came and said that she felt that your back view was very similar to that of her artist, and wanted to ask if you would be willing to be the back stand-in for her artist. She said that the salary and benefits could be negotiated."

"I think this is a good job. It's good to have a boss who is willing to discuss salary with you. You were not here when I came, so I asked her to wait. The girl said she had work to do and had to go back to work. She will come to see you in the afternoon."