God judge she is poisonous [Comprehensive]

"My lord got the Honmaru number of that lord?"

A low cry sounded in the remote place where the sun was so bright that it was dazzling.

"Maybe your lord is still communicating with that lord?"

The shocking news quickly spread throughout Honmaru through countless private channels.

Regardless of the fact that he was not completely healed from his injuries, Tong Tianguan calmly found an excuse to go to the kitchen - to accommodate the chef about the taste of the wounded's meal or something.

Always calm, even just after waking up from Jiuyang Honmaru, there was anxiety on his hearty and dull face.

Candlestick Kiriko stared at Tong Tianguan with a slow sideways head, and said, "You still want to eat chili peppers after being injured? It's a good idea." After finishing speaking, he turned on the valve of the stove flatly, and the light blue flame burst out. He popped out, raised his hand and smoothly turned on the range hood.

"Om-"

"Are you sure the message is correct?"

No matter how anxious Tong Tianguan was, he patiently waited for Candlestick Cut to complete the above steps before asking in a low voice.

The crackling sound of the flames, the smooth and elegant movement of the candlestick when cooking, and the buzzing sound of the range hood, intertwined into the most beautiful melody——

They can talk in low voices in this situation.

With Tanuki's head lowered slightly, the light above cast a small shadow area on his face, which just covered his eyes and blocked the anxiety he could hardly conceal.

Candlestick Che seemed much calmer, his lips parted slightly, and a few words flowed out quietly: "News from Shanfudi." What do you think.

Before coming to Candekiri, Todanuki knew in his heart that only Yamabuku Kunihiro could deliver such a crucial message at such a critical moment.But Yamabushi has never been aimless.

But even if he knew the tricks inside, Tong Tianguan still didn't want to believe it. He tried hard to pick out "that" Lord God Judge, but in the end it was nothing.

Things in his Honmaru were bad enough, he didn't want innocent people involved in their side of the mess.

"...how did your lord know?"

Tong Tianguan murmured that he was present when his master Yang was in contact with Honmaru on the other side, and he ensured that Yang did not extract any information from the other half, Yiqi and Yaoken, and he also paid special attention and did not try to understand The matter of that adult, except for the shortcomings that were inevitably discovered when they met.

Could it be that Yang could pick out the serial number of that lord from the tens of millions of Honmaru with just such a feature?How on earth did he do it?His so-called "friends" in the government of the time are not capable of deciphering the number sent anonymously to the interrogator of the current affairs!Not to mention the authority to collect and search in the vast catalog of god judges!

Although he had a bad feeling for his "friend", they had confirmed that that person was really a small employee, just a follower recruited by Yang out of conceit and vanity!

what happened?

Tong Tanuki bit his lower lip unconsciously.

"The dinner I prepared for you is pumpkin porridge," Candlestick Che said suddenly, "it's easy to absorb and you don't have to swallow it hard."

Tong Tianguan subconsciously let go of his clenched lips, leaving a shallow mark on it.

"you are right."

He took a deep breath. Now that the matter has come to this point, there is no way back. They must hurry up.

At least before the malevolent thoughts erupt on that lord.

A stern look flashed in the tall young man's eyes, and beside him, the candlestick patted him on the shoulder like two brothers.

Jiuyang's weak and vulnerable image is deeply ingrained in Tong Tianguan's heart.Originally, it's not that whoever has a broken leg can become a god judge smoothly.

But Yang doesn't think so.

Tong Tianguan speculated that Yang might have the intention of "killing people to silence" Jiuyang, but in fact it was the exact opposite.

He was wearing a well-regulated kimono that didn't look too formal, with a gentle and relaxed expression on his face, as if he was facing his respected teacher, polite and humble.

"I'm taking the liberty to bother you, but I want to say thank you first no matter what."

Yang's expression was watertight, and the arrogance he had faced with Tong Tianguan and Sankaiyue before faded away.

Even if the terminal is pitch black.

There are two methods of calling in the terminal issued by the Government of Time to all God Judges, one is the ordinary old-age voice call, and the other is video call.

Yang chose the video call when dialing out the number, but after the call was connected on the other side, only darkness was displayed on his terminal.

This shows what?

Explain that although the opposite party agrees to communicate with him, she doesn't want him to see her face.

One side is a sincere video call, and the other side is a perfunctory voice call. Most people would not care too much about such small details.

It may be inconvenient to receive video from the opposite side.

But to Yang, to Yang who had been going smoothly all the way and stood on the high podium not long ago and looked down on everyone, this was nothing less than an insult.

No matter how gentlemanly and harmless his external image is, in the past, he would definitely fight back on the spot for such an insult, but if the opponent is Jiu Yang...

Yang, who didn't intend to face Jiu Yang head-on for the time being, swallowed his breath as if nothing had happened.

"you are welcome."

The lazy tone reveals the owner's carelessness.

The upward arc of Yang's lips did not change a bit, "Thank you, kind lady, may I know your code name? My name is 'Yang', the word Yang, the sun's Yang."

"Jiuyang."

"A nice name."

The calmness on the opposite side was in Yang's prediction, but the next question froze his expression for a moment.

"You know my Honmaru number but not my name?"

"..." Yang paused before continuing, "It's just a coincidence..."

Yang has been pretentious since he was a child, and when he grows up, he has indeed stepped into the mysterious side and become a god judge.

Later, by chance, he met a junior employee who was an intern in the Archives Management Department of the Current Affairs Headquarters. After a lot of thought, he finally succeeded in helping the junior employee become a regular employee.From then on, the little employee naturally followed him wholeheartedly.

When Tong Tianguan disappeared, he got the news from the small staff, and hurried over to bring Tong Tianguan back.

He was so anxious, of course, not because he was worried about Tong Tianguan's injury, but because he was worried that Tong Tianguan would accidentally reveal some clues, which would arouse the suspicion of the interrogators who treated him.

In order to confirm the identity of the other party's interrogator, he also specially asked the young staff to ask for leave to accompany him to pick up Tong Tianguan.

The position of the junior employee is to enter the file of the new god judge, and he cannot enter the background of the file system to query, but the recently entered god judge, the junior employee will always have a little image, right?Can help him narrow down his search.

It's just that I didn't expect that the last one to come was the two-strike Fu Sangshen, and the interrogator never showed up.

Everything turned around in the report submitted by Tong Tianguan.

He ordered all the fusangshen to write a report to him every day, whether they went out to battle or stayed in Honmaru to do housework and discuss.These reports will be sorted out by his valet and placed with him. As for when he will read them or not, it depends on his mood.

However, if an abnormal event occurs that day, he will order the report to be submitted in advance and checked.

This process is familiar to all Fu Sangshen, and he didn't need to talk about it long ago.

So when he saw the description of the interrogator facing him in the same Tianguan's report—in a wheelchair, with nothing below the calf—he froze for a moment.

... When did the government of time accept the lame?

His first reaction was to be dissatisfied, and then he immediately thought: a mental examiner with too obvious characteristics, the little employee definitely has a reflection.

Yang hurriedly contacted the little employee, who blurted out after listening: "It's her!"

"you recognize?"

Facing Yang's questioning, the little employee seemed to be secretive, and finally, under Yang's impatient eyes, he said condescendingly: "...the lord... If I remember correctly, the recently appointed and incompetent judge , only the grown-up."

"...Don't look at that lord, she's so strong, she's so strong that she won't hesitate to tear down the headquarters building in front of all of us."

Yang's expression turned gloomy for a moment, and it took a few seconds for it to return to normal.

"Her number?"

"..."

"Number, number! I'm asking you!"

"...QS4448."

After getting the answer he wanted, Yang Zheng was about to hang up the communication, no matter how powerful the other party was, he would meet him to ensure his absolute safety.

Unexpectedly, Yang suddenly remembered the hard and long process of asking the small staff to check the serial number for him before, and the straightforward and simple answer now, and he became suspicious.

"Because the photos on the file are so special, so I unconsciously remembered her number?" Yang asked.

"..." The little employee was silent for a while, and said, "There is no photo in that adult's file."

The surprise in Yang's heart was even worse. Any judge who wants to get a job must leave a full-body photo of himself, but that person didn't keep it?Oh, by the way, he still doesn't know the other party's code name.

Just as he was about to ask, the little employee whispered, "The adult finished the entry procedures quickly after the fight, so her number is before the other party's number." Such a piece of rubbish, the oldest king that he can't get down at all, Mr. Jiuyang is like a polite Mr. Xiong.

"The other lord got into a commotion after knowing the serial number." Of course, King Gilgamesh was not happy that his serial number was after Lord Jiuyang, and he even wanted to call the god judge with the earliest serial number to come out and fight to snatch it away. The other party's number.

Later, it was Enzidu who held back Gilgamesh, who looked like a fire-breathing dragon, to prevent the headquarters building from further turning into debris.

"Thanks to that riot, we remember the numbers of the adults clearly."

Of course, Yang would not go into such detail with Jiuyang, he just spread his hands helplessly: "Lord Jiuyang, your glorious actions at the Political Headquarters have left a deep impression on the people who work there, I just casually asked my friend, what is his condition?" Reflexively said your Honmaru number."

Yang also said something like "I'm here to apologize to you on behalf of my friend" and "My friend never mentioned your code name after he realized it", which sounded very considerate and nice.

Jiuyang said "um" to show that he knew.

Yang tried to make an appointment for the next time to say thank you face to face, but Jiuyang said he would contact him in a few days.

After the communication was hung up, Yang Qianhe's expression changed.

"Isn't it just a cripple with some strength... How dare you treat me like this, just wait."

In the next room, Yamabushi, who was nailed to the post of valet, lowered his eyes, and a touch of indifference and pleasure appeared on his warm and sunny face.

On the other end, Jiuyang dropped the terminal, raised her hand to erase the shielding spell she set up because she was too lazy to turn off the video and only turned on the voice button, and looked in a certain direction.

"Tsk."

This time the villain can't do it.