He hasn't been a sister-in-law for many years

Xiao Mumu’s certificate was not in the personnel department. After listening to Shi Yinyu’s statement, the person in charge of the department sighed: “Why are you here? Mr. Song was illegally restricted by Oman, and she also detained the certificate. That's all right."

Shi Yinyu scratched his hair: "That is to say, Oman did all the bad things, you are innocent?"

"Yes, we are a regular company!"

Lu Xingzhou took a meaningful look at the person in charge, thinking about a regular company?Not necessarily.

Shi Yinyu said: "This comrade is also reasonable. Oman seized Xiaomu's certificate. Where will he put it?"

"Let's go to the office and have a look."

Oman's office was being searched, Lu Xingzhou opened the door and went in, several subordinates looked back at him, said hello and went to their own business.

Shi Yinyu stood outside the door, took back his steps to enter, and asked cautiously, "This... can I go in?"

"Whatever you want." Lu Xingzhou asked one of his subordinates, "Did you find anything interesting?"

"I think this is very interesting." The subordinates took out a dozen records, from the first to the 108th album, the first edition and the second edition are complete, and they are all signed.

"The King of Hell?" Lu Xingzhou took a record, looked at it over and over for a while, and teased, "Keep this one safe, and be careful that Yan Ruyu will come to guard you at night."

When he looked up, he saw Shi Yinyu standing awkwardly outside the door, and couldn't help laughing: "You really don't want to come in?"

"I'm afraid it will affect your work..."

"Then you stand outside." Lu Xingzhou snorted and patted his subordinate on the shoulder, "Have you seen the documents seized by Aman?"

The subordinate took out a cardboard box and said with extreme disgust: "Don't mention it, this Oman is really ruthless. I don't know how many murders he has in his hand. Look at this mountain of documents. The owner should be dead."

Lu Xingzhou rummaged through the cardboard box for a while, and found a document bag. "Song Mu" was written stroke by stroke in the column of the name. He waved to Shi Yinyu, and handed the document bag to him: "Look, the things are Not complete."

Shi Yinyu took out the things in the file bag - the release certificate, the medical examination report, a thin resume, and the column of work experience was impressively written: Nine years of labor reform, and before that... the confidant of the big brother of the underworld?

"Who is the big brother of the underworld?" Shi Yinyu said angrily.

The subordinates who were working looked at him together.

"What is this?" Lu Xingzhou picked up a fallen piece of paper, picked it up and looked at it, a photo?

The photo is old, and the photography skills are not very good. Two men and a woman are standing under a big tree, and one of the men is holding a yellow-brown Tibetan fox in his arms.

Tibetan fox?

Shi Yinyu looked over and casually said: "This photo must be seven or eight years old, is this woman Aman?"

"It should be her." Lu Xingzhou nodded. Judging from the photos, her appearance hasn't changed much, except that her curly hair has turned into big waves, but the two men next to her are dressed like they were 30 years ago. ?

Lu Xingzhou stared at the two men for a long while, and felt that one of them had a handsome face and gloomy eyes, and he had the dark feeling of the chairman of the board.

This is Oman and the chairman, and the Tibetan fox?

What kind of incredible combination is this?

Who is that other man?

"I seem to have seen this tree somewhere." Shi Yinyu said suddenly.

Lu Xingzhou was surprised: "Have you seen it?"

"I'm relatively well-informed." Shi Yinyu gave him a wink after thinking about it, "Of course I'm worse than the leader."

Subordinates focused on the job at hand, tiptoeing around, breathing heavily, pretending they didn't exist.

Lu Xingzhou didn't expect Shi Yinyu to know even a tree, so he glanced at him: "Then tell me, where did you see it?"

"Such a big osmanthus tree is rare. Many years ago, I saw such a big osmanthus tree in Swaggering Mountain. The canopy almost covered the whole village. When it blooms, the whole Nanshan Mountain is fragrant when the north wind blows. When it’s windy, the whole Beishan is fragrant.”

"Swaggering Mountain? That's the holy place of the demon world." Lu Xingzhou asked, "What are you doing there?"

Shi Yinyu paused, and said shortly: "Negotiations, there were some geographical conflicts at the time."

"Oh..." Lu Xingzhou understood that the Sixth Heavenly City occupied a big city in the demon world, and also occupied other people's mines. He was not satisfied, and wanted to continue encroaching on them. The two sides beat their brains out.The high-level leaders of the two sides have negotiated several times on this matter, but each negotiation eventually turned into a larger-scale war.

"So," Lu Xingzhou said, "This is a photo of Oman and the chairman in the demon world. The chairman's outfit looks quite simple. He and Oman are people from two worlds. Oman is fashionable just because of his curly hair. too much."

"Which is the chairman? These two men are dressed like brothers."

"This one," Lu Xingzhou pointed to him, and muttered, "Then who is this one? Really a brother?"

Shi Yinyu tilted his head and looked at the back of the photo: "There are words here."

Lu Xingzhou turned it over, and saw a very beautiful line of pencil writing written on the back: Please save Miss Oman.The inscription is Bai Lingxi, and there is a paw print below it.

This man's name is Bai Lingxi?

Lu Xingzhou said, "Do you know what kind of animal this paw print is?"

"You don't know?" Shi Yinyu asked back.

Lu Xingzhou turned the photo over, looked at the Tibetan fox in Bai Lingxi's arms, and guessed: "Fox?"

"Leaders have sharp eyes!"

The first thing Lu Xingzhou did when he returned to the bureau was to carry Tibetan Fox into the interrogation room, and sat in front of him with Erlang's legs crossed, looked at the square-faced boy opposite, frowned: "Return to the original shape."

"what?"

"I said, change back to your original form."

The young man grumbled reluctantly: "Why do you change back and forth? Transformation consumes a lot of energy."

"Can you still bargain?" Lu Xingzhou said with a smile, "Have you won Ren Buren? Did you see that he made a little bit of money from me?"

Before he finished speaking, the young man turned back into a Tibetan fox, squatting in the chair and baring his teeth and claws: "I'm back! What are you doing! Let me go!"

Lu Xingzhou really wanted to pluck his fur, but luckily he controlled it. He stretched out his hand and pinched the fox's face. After looking around, he really couldn't tell if it was the Tibetan fox in the photo. Don't all foxes look alike?

Yan Ruyu's voice came from the earphone: "It seems... yes... right?"

The Tibetan fox was still screaming, "Let go of me! Don't touch me! I want to complain to you!"

Lu Xingzhou frowned and looked at it for a while, then let go.

The Tibetan fox immediately rubbed its face vigorously with its two paws, as if it had been greatly ravaged.

"Where is your hometown?" Lu Xingzhou asked.

"what?"

"If you cross the border illegally and stay without a permit, you will be deported."

"I'm not going back!!!"

"why?"

"Life is good here."

"How good is it? Is this kind of broken place where the whole city is flooded when it rains and the temperature is as high as 40 degrees better than living on the mountain of Swagger?"

"But there is an air conditioner, and there are hot pots to eat, on the mountain of swagger..." Tibetan Fox's voice changed, "When did I say that my hometown is in the mountain of swagger? What are you doing?"

"No reason, I just didn't expect that you have some connection with the Mithorn Foundation." Lu Xingzhou said, and put the photo in front of him, "I thought you were talking nonsense, and thought you were learning from Ren Buren. Now it seems that it's not tossing things up and down, but cutting off the head and tail..."

The Tibetan fox froze the moment the photo came out, staring at the photo.

Yan Ruyu's confused voice came through the earphones: "How can I see sadness from his big face that is no different from usual? Tibetan foxes have expressions?"

Lu Xingzhou said: "You'd better tell me honestly, how did the skull bowl come about?"

The Tibetan fox stared at the photo without speaking.

Lu Xingzhou reached out his hand, wanting to get back the photo.

The Tibetan fox suddenly stretched out its paws to press the photo, big tears flowed from the small eyes, and wet the fur on the face.

Lu Xingzhou frowned slightly, and calmly waited for him to cry for a while, then took out the tissue box and handed it over.

The Tibetan fox grabbed two balls of paper towels and pressed them on his eyes. After a while, the paper towels were all wet.

"Team leader, please comfort him," Yan Ruyu said urgently, "My heart is broken from crying."

Lu Xingzhou still looked at him indifferently, he didn't ask questions, he didn't comfort him, he didn't know what he was thinking.

After about ten minutes, Tibetan Fox used up the last two balls of tissues in the tissue box, finally finished crying, and said in a strong nasal voice, "Where did you find the photo?"

"Oman Office."

Hearing this name, the Tibetan fox's claws tightened suddenly, and its sharp nails drew four white marks on the table, cursing viciously: "She will die a terrible death!"

"But he's still alive and well."

"Go and catch her! She's a big liar!"

"What did she lie to you about?"

"She..." Tibetan Fox rolled his eyes quickly, thinking about what to say.

Lu Xingzhou knocked on the table and said coolly: "I suggest you tell us the truth and stop playing tricks. I heard that you have only recently learned to change form. It is very annoying to speak half-truths at a young age. I don't know why you don't believe us so much, but I guess...was deceived by someone who believed? Is that person Aman?"

"She lied to me, she said she could, she said...but Brother Bai is dead! They killed Brother Bai!"

Lu Xingzhou was startled: "Who is dead? Who is Brother Bai? Bai Lingxi?"

"They killed Brother Bai! I saw with my own eyes that they tied up Brother Bai. It was Jing Cong who killed him! It was Jing Cong! Jing Cong killed Brother Bai himself!"

Brambles?Lu Xingzhou's heart skipped a beat, he quickly flipped through the workbook, and found his own note: Director of the Mithorn Foundation—Jiang Cong.