little ancestors in modern times

After sending Song Ting and the others away, Artai, who was about to sit down when he returned to his seat, was summoned by Shen Sizhe.

Hearing that it was the deputy director calling him, Artai turned to other colleagues with a bitter face for help, but the other colleagues were really helpless, so they could only return a look that made him calm down.

Who didn't know that the deputy director looked down on those members of the international special organization very much, and put on that attitude in the morning, especially wanting to embarrass them.The director is temporarily unable to entertain these international distinguished guests, but he neither finds the deputy director nor anyone else. It's just that Artest is a little stunned. If he finds other shrewd people, he will immediately realize that this is a hard job, and he will shirk it for a while. Fan, unless he shows the majesty of the director to make people submit, this should be the reason why so many directors have come to Artest.

The solid-eyed Artest really did what Director Tali expected. He didn't expect this at first, but when Shen Sizhe came to him, he realized that he had taken on a hard job.

"Knock knock knock", Artest raised his hand to knock on the door and at the same time put away his bitter face.

"Come in".

Shen Sizhe behind the desk leaned back on the back of the chair, folded his hands on his chest, and quietly looked at Artest who pushed the door in, "Do you know why I called you over?"

Artest hesitated and nodded, "I know, it's related to Captain Song and the others."

After hearing Artest's answer, Shen Sizhe gave the other party an appreciative look in satisfaction, and went straight to the point, "Tell me! Tell me everything they said about the autopsy process from beginning to end."

The autopsy process, down to the details?Every word ever said!

Artest was completely stunned, just staring at Shen Sizhe, without saying a word.

Seeing him like this, Shen Sizhe thought it would be difficult to retell everything, so he waved his hands reluctantly and said, "Okay, okay, look at you, if it spreads, you'll think I'm treating you harshly, so you can remember as much as you say."

It's a bit difficult to repeat it all, and it's not a camera. I hope this guy remembers all the important points.

You can remember as much as you say!

Artest felt that he would die sooner or later, so he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, "Report to the deputy director, Captain Song and his autopsy, I didn't go in, but stood guard outside the autopsy room."

"What! You said you weren't there when they did the autopsy, you were fucking outside the door." Shen Sizhe jumped up from his chair excitedly, "Say, is that what they mean? Avoiding you, deliberately not letting you in."

Artest really wanted to nod his head and say yes, but being too honest is a mistake, he felt pressured even to lie, he stuttered for a while, and finally said three words, "No".

"No!" Shen Sizhe frowned and stared at Artest suspiciously, wondering if this honest man wanted to cover up for those people.

"Isn't that corpse a bit... The director didn't explain that he would follow the autopsy all the way, so..." Artai spoke with a few words, and two of the three sentences were incomplete, but Shen Sizhe listened understood.

He was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, and he scolded Artest fiercely, "Master, you are still afraid of a corpse, you are really, really disgraced the police, you...".

Just when Shen Sizhe was spouting, Artest weakly raised his hand and interrupted: "Wait...wait a minute, I remembered the deputy bureau, I still heard a few words outside, you know Yes, I have always had better ears."

Shen Sizhe glared at Artai angrily, "Say, hurry up, it's best to focus on something, or I'll kick you to death."

Shen Sizhe had already given up hope on Artest, and the last threatening words were just to vent out his depression, and he would not really kick this kid at all, and he blamed him for not having arranged it in advance.

Under the gaze of Shen Sizhe, Artest was a little nervous, scratched his head and thought for a while, and said: "I don't know if what I heard is the point, but I heard what they said about the smell, it seems to be something that makes people feel uncomfortable." The youngest team member went to smell the body of the deceased, and after the young man finished smelling it, he heard the voice of their captain and asked anxiously, if other deceased passed by the young man, would he be able to smell it immediately, um, That's about it."

After finishing speaking, Artest thought about it again very seriously, he really couldn't think of anything else, and asked cautiously, "Deputy Bureau, I can only think of so much, but what Captain Song said is quite strange, don't they?" It has been confirmed that there are other victims, and they actually want to find other victims by smell. That young man is a human, not a police dog. The nose of a human is not as sharp as that of a police dog. It is really strange. If the deputy director is fine, I will Just go out and get busy."

"Wait a minute." Shen Sizhe went around the desk a few steps and came in front of Artest, pressing his shoulders excitedly, "Yeah, why didn't I think of that, um, if it works, I will credit you for it."

Artai looked at the background of Shen Sizhe running out in a hurry, and was momentarily confused by his words.

What is the deputy director talking about, what can be done, and he has to be credited with credit, what and what?

After pondering for a while, but still not fully understanding, Artest shook his head helplessly, left Shen Sizhe's office, and immediately put his words behind him.

In the office on the fifth floor of the shopping mall, Baolijia had a sullen face wondering why he suddenly canceled the task. From the brief contact with Miss Yin Meng that day, he could deeply feel Miss Yin Meng's deep hatred for the child in the portrait. Of course, he was also very curious about how a child deserved such a killing order from Miss Yin Meng.

Does that child have an intersection with Miss Yin Meng?

The withdrawal of the killing order meant that his danger was lifted, but why couldn't he be happy.

Could it be that he is too cheap, Bao Lijia's round face showed a sneer.

Baolijia is familiar with women, even the noble Miss Yin Meng, without that layer of identity, is just a woman with a better face and figure, one moment she wished for the other party's death, and the next moment she gave the other party a suspended sentence, saying it was a death sentence. Who would believe him, since he wished the other party would die, anyway, he didn't believe it.

Subconsciously, Bao Lijia thought of all the people in that villa, and he had a clear idea in his heart. It seems that the ability of Yin Meng's family is not just for boasting, but they have also been found out.

Bao Lijia also used his ability to check the owner of that villa, but unfortunately he couldn't.It is that the more difficult it is to prove the identity, the more likely it is that identity.

He was just unhappy that Yin Meng's family had also found out, and it was a pity that the plan in his mind was blinded.

At this time, Bao Lijia didn't know that his troubles would soon come in droves.

In the villa in the suburban part of Dobra City, Yan Jiabao glanced at the pictures found on the Internet, then at Dajin, then at the pictures, and then at Dajin.

"Not like, not at all like".

Being tormented by Yan Jiabao like this, Da Jin became a little annoyed, and directly slammed his paw at the claw machine cover in Yan Jiabao's hand.

"Human beings, beep beep, be careful, this beast wants you to look good."

"Little ancestor, look, Dajin bullied me," Yan Jiabao pretended to be very scared and shouted towards the door.

"Shut up, shut up, damn human, shut up for this beast."

Student Da Jin was going to be pissed off by Yan Jiabao's shameless complaint.

At this time, the young master was pestering the eldest son to take that bubble bath. Anyway, he understood the two words "wash" and "bath", and he also understood the meaning when they were put together. The divine beast who loyally protects the lord, what is he going to do.

By the way, the tail is ready to go, ready to curl up the little boy and throw it on his back and run away.

However, the Eldest Young Master seemed to know his preparation, and he swept his sullen eyes directly at his tail, instantly making him clamp his tail tightly and act like a beast.

It's so scary, it's that kind of look. In the Supreme Heaven, every time they received the "favor" from the little prince, they would get the eyes of the eldest prince, and then they were tragic.

At that moment, student Da Jin even wondered if the eldest son did not have amnesia, or that eldest son. This so-called alien world was all a conspiracy by the eldest son, a conspiracy to abduct the younger son.

Knowing that he was saved, Yan Jiabao continued to complain: "Da Jin, do you think you are really that flame golden beast? But why have I only heard of the red flame golden beast, and all the pictures I found on the Internet are similar to yours? Not like, then you are a degenerate version".

Classmate Dajin glanced at the claw machine in Yan Jiabao's hand contemptuously, "Human, you are really ignorant. I have never heard of the red flame and golden beast you are talking about. It is a pirated version. What's worth it?" Take it out and compare it with this beast."

The red flame golden dragon exists in the myth, and he does not know whether it exists or not.It's not because Zhao Datong asked what kind of beast Dajin was, and Yan Jiabao realized such a crucial matter. knew.

Then when he asked, he got the four fire-eyed golden dragons. After pondering in his mouth, he remembered Chiyan golden dragon, and wanted to compare the two.

Putting the mobile phone that almost fell on the ground back into his pocket, Yan Jiabao moved closer to Da Jin, and asked like a good brother: "Da Jin, are your beasts easy to feed?"

Da Jin didn't understand why Yan Jiabao suddenly asked this question, and instead of answering him right away, he asked back: "Why are you asking this question, and you don't have a beast to raise it, so it's useless to ask."

Yan Jiabao rubbed his hands embarrassingly, and said in a low voice: "Not having one now doesn't mean there won't be one in the future! I just don't know if your gods and beasts are very precious. Da Jin, do you think there are any lower-level gods and beasts in your little ancestor? Well, As long as your body is as big as yours, you can be a hero, and you don’t need to be too powerful to fight.” He is not greedy.

At this moment, Da Jin didn't understand what Yan Jiabao was thinking, so his head was in vain. He just wanted to say a few words about daydreaming, but he swallowed the words, and a little bit of bad water came out of his mind quickly.