From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

Jian Youning also thought of this, but he is a man, and it is inconvenient to bring a girl with him.

Meng Liu said resignedly: "Are you willing to take me as your master? If you are willing, you can follow me from now on."

Zhang Pannan did not agree immediately, but asked hesitantly: "Will it cause you trouble?"

This child is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed. Even though he is about to go to an orphanage, he is still worried about whether he will cause trouble to others.

Meng Liu said with more sincerity: "It is troublesome for sure. How can raising a child be troublesome? But you are already 14 years old. You can take care of yourself. You have to go to school, so it won't take much effort."

Zhuo Yun touched Zhang Pannan's hair and said, "Don't think about those messy things. Just tell me whether you want to follow your brothers and sisters or not."

Zhang Pannan bit her lower lip lightly. She knew that she was standing at a crossroads and this decision might very well affect her future life.

After a while, she nodded firmly: "I want to!"

Meng Liu hugged her and said, "Just think of it. Call me Master from now on."

Zhang Pannan smiled with tears in his eyes and nodded heavily: "Yes, Master!"

The police also smiled with relief when they saw this scene. It is not easy for a normal person to adopt a child, but who can blame the National Security Bureau for having privileges? Besides, this is also a good deed, and special cases deserve special treatment.

Several people stayed and waited until the child's grandparents arrived.

Just as Zhang Pannan had expected, they were only willing to accept their grandson. The two old people had long faces, fearing that the police would give their granddaughter to them as well.

After finishing the work, the group planned to go out for dinner. Jian Youning received a phone call and when he came back he frowned.

"What's wrong?" Zhuo Yun asked with concern.

More than an hour ago, after finding out Wang Gang's whereabouts from the Zhang couple, Jian Youning sent the Spider Spirit and the Fox Spirit in the bureau to capture the suspect.

When the spider spirit and his companions arrived, the other party had already slipped away, but they also found Brahmanism patterns at the scene.

Jian Youning was just about to compare the pattern of the previous hotel when another piece of bad news came.

Yang Tong is dead.

Since she had decided to accept Zhang Pannan as her apprentice, Meng Liu had no intention of hiding anything. Sooner or later, she would enter the field of metaphysics, so she took her child and followed Jian Youning to the scene.

Yang Tong's house was the place she and Zhuo Yun had visited before.

The police sent a lot of people to the scene to collect evidence, but with little success.

The face of Yang Tong's body was sunken, and his ribs were clearly visible even through his clothes. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot before his death.

According to police, his mother also died of illness last night.

Therefore, what Xiaoyuan said about Yang Tong's father being a Taoist priest is completely nonsense. At least according to the police system, it can be found that Yang Tong has been born in a single-parent family since he was a child.

Likewise, there is a clear Brahmanic pattern at the scene.

Things are becoming increasingly confusing.

Jian Youning didn't dare to be arrogant anymore and reported the matter to the director of the National Security Bureau overnight.

Three designs, three photos.

Xiaoyuan went to the playground to Wu Yuewen, to Zhang Pannan, and then to Yang Tong.

All the cases are related. Meng Liu feels that some clues have been overlooked, but he just can't remember it.

Zhuo Yun grabbed her hair and said, "Why do I feel like this person is coming for Meng Liu?"

Jian Youning touched her chin with the tip of her tongue: "You are right. The most crucial point of all cases is that the protagonist is related to Meng Liu."

"Tell me who your enemies are," Zhuo Yun asked.

Meng Liu thought about it over and over but couldn't think of anyone she had offended. She had only been in this world for a short time, and the original owner was also a person as calm as a chrysanthemum, who could even disregard life and death. What else could make her make an enemy with others?

Jian Youning: "I have reported this matter to the bureau, and I will also ask my colleagues to pay attention to whether there are similar cases recently. If the other party is coming for you, then you are likely to encounter it again."

Zhuo Yun was a little worried: "How about we stop the live broadcast for now?"

Meng Liu: "Will that alert the enemy?"

Zhuo Yun pinched her face and said, "Stupid, so many things are related. How could the other party not know that we already know? It is because you did nothing that the other party became suspicious."

"Oh." Meng Liu yelled at him, "Who allowed you to pinch the boss's face casually?!"

Jian Youning's eyes darkened, that strange feeling came back, and she felt inexplicably uncomfortable in her heart.

"Meng Liu, come here for a moment, I have something to tell you." Jian Youning couldn't wait any longer.

Zhuo Yun put his arm around Meng Liu's shoulder and planned to follow him.

Jian Youning stopped and said, "I want to talk to Meng Liu in private."

Meng Liu slapped Zhuo Yun's hand away and said, "Go back to work, you're slacking off again!"

Zhuo Yun withdrew his hand angrily, feeling that something was not right with Jian Youning. The three of them had been working together for some time, so was there anything he couldn't let him hear?

Meng Liu followed Jian Youning to a nearby coffee shop.

He pushed the menu over: "What would you like to drink?"

"Latte, please." Meng Liu played with his phone for a while, and didn't put it away until the waiter brought the coffee. "What's the matter? Tell me."

Jian Youning's expression changed, and she seemed to not know how to start.

It was rare to see him so conflicted and hesitant, and Meng Liu watched with great interest, chin raised.

"What is your relationship with Zhuo Yun?" Jian Youning asked with difficulty.

One sentence revealed his intention, and anyone who was not a fool could understand what he meant.

Meng Liu wanted to laugh, but didn't want to tease him: "It's just the relationship between a boss and his subordinates."

Jian Youning breathed a sigh of relief, and then his expression became much calmer: "Okay, you know my name and my job. I'm 29 years old, an orphan, and the master who adopted me died when I was 16. I have three houses and a car in the city. These are my basic information. Can you give me a chance to pursue you?"

Meng Liu was amused. He stirred his coffee and said jokingly, "You're making this like a blind date. Do I need to introduce myself as well?"

Jian Youning nodded: "No need, I understand your situation."

Meng Liu shook her head. An ordinary man probably couldn't accept carrying a debt of hundreds of billions. She decided to speak frankly to avoid quarreling about it in the future.

"You don't know that our Meng family owes the underworld..."

"I know."

She looked up at him in surprise. Jian Youning picked up the cup and took a sip: "I told you, I know everything about you."

"No, how did you know that I was in debt?"

Jian Youning raised an eyebrow: "This is not a secret in Xuanmen. Everyone knows that the Meng family is burdened with a huge debt."

Meng Liu's face suddenly darkened. It turned out that the Meng family had long been regarded as deadbeats among all the heavenly masters. She thought no one knew about it. Now she was so embarrassed.

Jian Youning moved her palms, wanting to rub her frizzy hair, but finally restrained herself.