Shanhai Folklore Research Institute

The stairs leading from the second floor to the first floor have returned to normal. Liu Shan thanked Lin Mian and the two. Although what happened today was too unimaginable, she knew that it was up to them that she and her assistant could escape smoothly.

Liu Shan opened the WeChat QR code again and insisted on asking Lin Mian to add her, and said that if there is any need for help in the future, please contact her.

In fact, she also wanted to join Wu Ting, but the dean was obviously not as good as Lin Mian, so he dismissed the idea.

After adding WeChat, Liu Shan took her college student assistant and left happily. The live broadcast gained a lot of fans, and the rewards were soft. For a while, the young lady felt that she must have met a lucky star!

As for the little guy, he is from the Department of Archeology next door. The follow-up of the live broadcast of digging antiques has left a deep psychological shadow on him, and he has already begun to consider changing majors.

Things were almost done here, Lu Yichao pulled Lin Mian to go back to have a big meal, but Lin Mian told him that he would live in the research institute for the whole summer vacation, and his luggage had been packed.

Vajra Gourd Baby was stunned immediately, pulled his sleeve and burst into tears: "Grandpa, don't leave me alone!"

Grandpa Lin can do anything for a five-figure salary, not to mention abandoning one gourd baby, seven are no problem.

Lu Yichao bid him farewell reluctantly, thinking about whether he should also go out to find a part-time job, otherwise how would he spend this summer vacation! !

People from the Chuancheng Police Department came very quickly. One old man and one young man. The young one obviously just graduated not long ago. His uniform was buttoned up to the top button. He probably encountered a serious murder when he was out on duty for the first time. , I was so excited that I came up and started to question the two of them like a machine gun. I was so shocked that Lao Wu almost knelt down and called his ancestors.

Wu Ting leaned against the door frame of the East Nine Gates, feeling bored, holding Zhu Xi by the back of his neck and stretching out a finger to scratch its chin. Lin Mian briefly answered how the corpse was found, omitting of course the words related to Zhu Xi. some details.

The little policeman thanked him for his cooperation and was dragged down by Old Wu to dispose of the corpse in the elevator shaft.

"Do you know who these two are? Go up and ask!" Old Wu patted his apprentice on the back of the head bitterly.

The little police officer was confused: "Who is it?"

"Shanhai Folklore Research Institute!" Old Wu took out a flashlight and sling from the toolbox, and lowered his voice.

"Hiss!" The little police officer couldn't help but gasp when he heard those words, "Master, you, you mean that, that research institute? The special function department that deals with that?"

"That's right! That's why I can't stop calling you Mang!" Old Wu was so angry that he patted him again.

The little policeman rubbed his head and felt aggrieved: "You didn't tell me in advance, besides the two of them are very good-looking, they are similar to us..."

"You'll know it's good-looking as long as you look good, and you'll be scared to death when you transform yourself." Old Wu kept moving his hands.

"Master, have you seen it?" The little police officer widened his eyes in surprise.

"That's not true." Old Wu paused, seeing his apprentice's face as if he was lying to me, and continued angrily: "But I heard that the director of the Shanhai Folklore Research Institute is more than three meters tall. Tall, with three heads, six hands, and eyes as big as copper bells, it looks very scary."

Little policeman: ...Master, you are talking about Nezha, right?

On the ground, the person in charge of contacting the special management office also arrived at this time. He was a very ordinary-looking office worker, and the premise was to ignore his murderous red hair.

Wu Ting threw the red cat into his arms and clapped his hands: "The little demon who just appeared in this world has never eaten anyone."

Sha Matt took it very respectfully, and stuffed it into a special metal cage. At first glance, he thought it was a gray fox.

"Let's go." Wu Ting told Lin Mian to turn around and was about to leave when he heard Sha Matt Qiqi Ai say, "My lord, please stop!"

"Anything else?" Wu Ting raised his eyebrows.

"That..." Shamat carefully glanced at Lin Mian, and then said after considering his words, "My lord said that your process of recruiting new employees is not quite right..."

Wu Ting: "Oh, so what?"

Sha Matt's legs trembled a little: "He said that you are so unruly..."

Wu Ting snorted: "It's not big or small."

Then he took Lin Mian away, leaving Shamat a ruthless back.

When the two of them were far away, Sha Matt let out a heavy breath, and stretched out his hand to change back the frightened feathers on the top of his head. Not doing anything but just talking a few words also made him weak in fear.

Lin Mian still took Dean Wu's car when he went back. He put his schoolbag on the back seat and fastened the passenger's seat belt by himself.

Before he could open his mouth, Wu Ting explained: "The full name of the Special Management Office is the Special Affairs Supervision and Management Office, which is in charge of all matters related to monsters and other mysterious events. After the research institute catches monsters, they will usually be handed over to them."

Lin Mian thought for a while and asked, "So yesterday that earth mole was also sent to the special management?"

"Ah."

"How do they usually deal with it?" Lin Mian asked again.

"Like the red cat that was caught today, because it hasn't done anything evil, we'll educate it, and then find a suitable job for it..."

"A suitable job?" Lin Mian was a little surprised.

"For example, go to work in a haunted house in an amusement park to help create a scary atmosphere. As for the earth mole..." Wu Ting's face turned slightly cold, "Eradicate."

Lin Mian knew that the mole was an "ogre" and had eaten a lot of people. It's not too surprising that the special management department would end it like that. After all, if ordinary people kill people, their lives are worth their lives!

After figuring out the functions of the Special Management Office, Lin Mian suddenly thought that Shamat said that Wu Ting's recruitment process was wrong. He really wanted to ask, but he hesitated for a long time and still didn't open his mouth. He was afraid that if he asked, his five-figure salary would be lost. up.

It was almost evening when the car drove into the research institute, and the golden-red sunset sprinkled on the huge Taishan stone at the door, adding a bit of beauty to it.

The Shanhai Folklore Research Institute is divided into front and back. The front yard is the office space, and the back yard is the staff dormitory. The two are connected by a long corridor.

Wu Ting drove the car directly into the garage in the backyard, and when Lin Mian got down, he saw the round-faced Gouwei waving at him.

"There are not many people in the research institute, you can choose the room at will..." Gouwei was interrupted by Wu Ting just as he spoke.

"He lives in A[-]." After Dean Wu finished speaking, the phone suddenly vibrated, and after seeing the caller ID, he walked into the distance.

Hook Wei suddenly had a meaningful expression on his face.

"What's wrong with Jia Er? Isn't it good?" Lin Mian didn't really care where he lived, and whether he could stay or not was still a question, but seeing Gouwei's appearance, he asked strangely.

"Good, good, good." Gouwei looked at Lin Mian carefully, and then patted him on the shoulder, "The spring of the research institute is coming!"

Lin Mian wiped the sweat from the tip of her nose, thinking he was talking nonsense.

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The author is on a business trip today, I am a manuscript deposit box, a pen refill~

感谢在2021-10-2118:00:00~2021-10-2218:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: zero and one;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!