I'm in Zongman, if you mess with me, you'll die

After a while, the two passed through an empty corridor and came to a door with classical decorations.

It could be a commemoration or a reminder of memory. In the eyes of modern people, this is a medieval retro gate that was built in the CCG headquarters.

As the door was pushed open by He Xiu Jishi, the scene inside came into view. The most eye-catching thing was the long red luxurious carpet on the ground, which extended all the way to a luxurious high seat with several steps.

This high seat is like a judgment seat, and the old man sitting on it seems like the judge who judges everything.

The space inside is very large, with many flags hanging high up. The translucent glass also makes this solemn-looking hall look a bit lively.

The Speaker General is an old man with a dignified appearance. The first moment you see him, you can feel the authoritative aura that he exudes at all times.

It would be impossible to exude such momentum without being in a high position for many years.

If an ordinary person faces such an old man, he may feel a heavy pressure coming upon him.

As Yang Jian entered, He Xiu Jishi also closed the retro door, leaving Yang Jian alone to talk with the Speaker General.

After entering the hall, Yang Jian slowly walked to the front of the stage, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the so-called chief speaker quietly.

At this time, He Xiu Changji was also observing this stranger.

That's right, a stranger.

In the past, no matter which investigator was promoted to the special class, he would personally present the honor and identity certificate of the special class investigator at a large ceremony.

But the person in front of him was different. Not only was he directly granted the status of a special investigator, he was also given complete freedom.

This incredibly powerful man is just like his strength. No matter how hard he investigates, there is no trace of his identity.

As another form of controller of the entire Sakura Country, he has tremendous power and great strength. Whether it is on the ghoul side or the human side, he has an extremely large intelligence network.

However, he used his network of connections in countries all over the world to investigate the identity of the person in front of him. For more than five months, he could not even clearly determine which country this person was from.

Why did he come to Sakura Country? What was his purpose in coming to Sakura Country? Even the purpose of his massacre in one area was so vague.

This person is like someone who popped out of thin air in the world, and everything about him is unclear.

This was the first time the two met. When he saw Yang Jian for the first time, the indifference in his eyes made Xiu Changji feel a little uneasy. Even though he had been mentally prepared, at this moment, it seemed as if all his assumptions were fictional.

He did not have any bargaining chips to negotiate with the powerful man in front of him, just like when Yang Jian first came to the CCG headquarters, in order to stabilize him, he gave him power and money.

This time, he used the same method.

"I am very grateful that Special Officer Yang Jian and others can come to see me."

Logically speaking, when others hear such flattering words, the first thing they think of is the person's humble attitude.

However, when these words came out of Kazuhide Tsuneyoshi's mouth, it felt as if he was just being polite and courteous. Even because of his slightly majestic voice, it made people feel as if he was a person in a high position, having a necessary conversation with a politician of the same status as himself before negotiating.

"Why did the Chairman of the Council ask me to come here?"

Yang Jian maintained that smiling posture, and this smile, coupled with his handsome face and unique temperament, gave people a very sunny and gentle impression.

At this time, He Xiu Changji slowly stood up. His straight posture made people know at a glance that this seemingly old man was actually very strong and not as frail as his appearance.

"How about just pretending that the old man is bored and wants to chat with Yang Jiante and others?"

He Xiu Changji walked down from the high seat, and as he passed Yang Jian, he came to a tea table under a large translucent glass while talking.

After pulling out a chair, he turned around and looked at Yang Jian quietly, as if waiting for him to take a seat.

Seeing this, Yang Jian smiled and nodded:

"of course."

After a while, in silence, He Xiu Changji quietly brewed tea, and Yang Jian also quietly waited. The two seemed to be playing chess, waiting for one of them to lose his patience.

A rich tea aroma began to waft through the air. He Xiu Changji's technique in brewing tea was very skillful, and he looked like an expert in this art.

After a long time, Yang Jian picked up the teacup, looked at the golden tea in the cup, and took a sip.

"how?"

He Xiu Changji asked kindly.

“The tea is fragrant and tastes good, very nice.”

"That's good. I have a lot here. If Yang Jiante likes it, you can take some back and enjoy it slowly."

As if he was very satisfied with Yang Jian's words, he was extremely enthusiastic towards Xiu Changji.

"This is not good."

Yang Jian said with a look of surprise.

"How could that be? The old man still owns several tea gardens. These are all cultivated by me personally. There is more than enough to drink."

"In that case, thank you very much, Speaker General."

Faced with such enthusiasm, Yang Jian seemed a little embarrassed, and then he raised his eyebrows and said:

"It turns out that the Chairman loves the tea ceremony so much."

"It's just." Yang Jian changed his tone, as if he was sighing.

"I heard that this kind of tea is always accompanied by pests. These pests are very stubborn. First of all, the pests in the roots are the most difficult to remove. If you don't work hard, the whole tea tree will wither over time. Secondly, there are pests on the surface of the tea tree. They will roll up the tea leaves as a disguise, and at the same time they will chew holes in the leaves, and then replace them with a new leaf."

At this point, Yang Jian looked at He Xiu Changji's expressionless face with admiration and praised:

"It's only because the Speaker-General has maintained it well that we can harvest tea leaves with such a fragrant aroma."

Faced with this almost obvious ridicule, He Xiu Changji felt heavy-hearted for a moment. What did Yang Jian mean by this? He didn't quite understand, or rather, he understood but was not sure.

If he makes a wrong judgment, he might face an enemy he doesn't want to face at all.

But at this time, he could no longer understand Yang Jian, a human who seemed to be a friendly force but looked more like an enemy.

Suddenly, he remembered Arima's report on District 24 a few months ago, and Yang Jian had also been deep into District 24. Is there any connection between them?

Countless questions echoed in He Xiu Changji's mind.

However, even so, without evidence, He Xiu Changji did not dare to take any action.

The two seemed to have forgotten what had just happened and continued chatting from time to time, but the atmosphere was completely different.

It was not until half an hour later that Yang Jian slowly left the place with a few cans of tea.