Civil Affairs Bureau special object

An upright and unexpected visitor came to Zong's Manor.

The inner side of the light brown neckline has a dotted threaded lion head, which is a status symbol and represents the emperor.So even if it was just a waiter, it was enough to be solemnly welcomed into the patriarch's mansion.

Especially now in the middle of the night, the emperor's servant's visit in the middle of the night on the first day of the new year, there is something unusual about it.

Zong Hui and Liu Lan looked at each other, and used their eyes to comfort his wife: Although this waiter was wearing a uniform with a threaded lion head, he didn't look familiar. It was obviously not a beast that often appeared around the Lion King. It was very likely that he came here in the middle of the night. It's not The Lion King at all.

Sure enough, the waiter raised his head noblely and looked around, and said in a strange way: "I used to hear that the house of the God of Wealth is full of gold and jade, but after seeing it today, I realized that I am still inexperienced. If I hadn't seen such a luxurious and exquisite decoration with my own eyes." Yeah, I can't think of it."

Since the last time the Giant God Soldiers were sent to save Zongtong, the Zong clan had lost the battle with the Lion King. During this period of time, they had donated more than a dozen interstellar warships one after another, and barely passed a peaceful New Year's Eve.

Zong Hui is not a beast waiting to be killed. He has also arranged some actions in private, but it is not ready yet. Naturally, it is not suitable for a direct confrontation with Di Shi, so he took out a gentle attitude that should not be treated with a waiter, and asked : "Excuse me, your servant, what's the matter?"

The waiter obviously didn't expect the dignified God of Wealth to talk to him in a soft voice. He was a little nervous at first, but then he became bolder again when he remembered something, and said with his nostrils up, "My Fourth Highness welcomes you."

Definitely not The Lion King.

The fourth prince, Yi Xuanwei, is currently the Minister of the Military Department, the number one beast in the military of the powerful faction of the empire.It was often rumored that the crown prince Yiwuyi had no property, so he stole the position of the crown prince because of his good relationship with the imperial wizard group. In this rumor, the four princes were the most clamorous.

There has been no war in the empire these days, and the Minister of the Military Department invited him in the middle of the night. Obviously, it couldn't be for some military supplies, Zong Hui didn't want to go.

"It's late at night. Your servant must be tired after being here for so long. Let's sit down and drink some tea." Mrs. Zong Liu Lan is not stupid. It's just that occasionally when encountering baby tiger cubs, it will lose its mind, but it can accurately judge foreign animals.

She wanted to stabilize the beast first, and it would be best if she could come up with something to say.

The tea leaves, which are more expensive than purple gold, were washed away by the boiling hot water, and the refreshing tea fragrance wafted in the room. The waiter couldn't hold back, took a sip, and sarcastically said: "Pine lacquered silver leaves, our highness also wants to drink it every year." I can’t buy a few taels.”

Mrs. Zong smiled kindly, and ordered the servant to pack the remaining pine lacquer and silver leaves.The package was divided into two parts, a big one for the fourth prince, and a small one for the waiter as a gift.

The waiter was obviously satisfied, and he relaxed a lot: "In fact, in terms of rank, our Highness is at the same level as the God of Wealth, so you don't have to go. But I advise you to go."

Mrs. Zong smiled slightly, and intentionally weakened by three points to lure the beast to continue: "It can't be counted like this. His Royal Highness is the emperor's surname, and he is still older than our clan."

The waiter nodded: "That's the reason, but it's not all because of this. It doesn't matter if I tell you. Your Highness originally said that if you can't invite the God of Wealth, you can tell you this."

Zong Hui asked, "What are you talking about?"

The waiter shook his head pretending to be mysterious, pointed to the sky, and said with a shake of his head, "It's not convenient to say, but you should understand."

It refers to the sky, that is to say—the firmament of the firmament.

There are three sky fortresses in Orc Star, except for the one in Zong Hui's hands, the other two are all under the management of the military department, that is, under the management of the fourth prince Yixuan Wei.So Zong Hui was not surprised that the other party knew about this, so he had a guess about the purpose of the waiter's visit.

Every beast knows that the army is always short of money.

It is precisely because of the lack of money that the military department is always inferior to the Ministry of Finance. After all, it has to ask them for money.But now, the God of Wealth of the Ministry of Finance has made a big deal out of the hands of the head of the military. Can he make good use of it?

That must be impossible.

Even sending animals to invite them in the middle of the night is a kind of prestige.

Zong Hui, what does it mean that you carry the Firmament Fortress privately without a letter of appointment?Want to rebel?

Maybe Yi Xuanwei could guess his father's secret intentions, so he didn't go to the throne to file a complaint, instead, he came here to blackmail him, which coincided with the purpose of the Lion King.It has to be said that the father and son have a very good inheritance in the degree of insidiousness.

Things have come to this, Zonghui can only go.

He turned and went back to the inner room to change clothes, deep unhappiness and sullenness flashed in his eyes.Although he understood what the father and son thought, he was still very angry.

--who is he?The majestic Tiger King, the head of the six clans, the head of the Zong clan, the Minister of Finance, and the so-called God of Wealth exist, while the arrogant orc outside is just a mere beast.Just because he is the lion's servant, he can break into his house in the middle of the night, boss him around, and ask him to take the initiative to accept another lion's blackmail.

What the hell is this!

Mrs. Zong has been with him for decades, and she knows his emotions well, so she paused when she straightened his collar.

"It's not the time yet." Mrs. Zong said, stroking him.

Zong Hui glanced at his wife, the anger in his eyes was well appeased, and he took off the hanging blanket and put it on her: "I have a sense of proportion. If you are more exposed, don't go out, and have a good rest."

Zong Hui said, but he always felt a little uneasy in his heart, his brows twitched, and he thought for a while: "What about the brat?"

"Going back to the Shaofu." Mrs. Zong said, she couldn't help frowning, "I think Shen Shen's mental state has improved a lot recently, and it seems that the new medicine he researched is effective. You see, he hid that Yaxiong in the nest What's the matter with the way he looks? I really can't stand it anymore, and you don't talk about him. I was really wrong at the beginning, and thought he was a good thing, but I knew that he bullied us deeply all day long. According to me look……"

"Don't follow your lead all day long," Zong Hui finally put on his coat, "Let them see for themselves about the brats. I think the brats really like that bird."

Mrs. Zong glared at her husband complainingly.

Zong Hui laughed softly, leaned down and kissed his wife's forehead: "Then I'll go and have a look first."

"Go, be safe."

Before going out, Zong Hui stopped for some reason, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious: "Go and see if the young master is still in the nest, if not—no matter where he is, tell him to go home quickly, It's not safe out there recently."

"Yes." Butler Waltuo, who had been kicked out by the young master for more than a month, finally had a reason to return to the young man's residence in a fair manner.

Zong's manor was destined to be a sleepless night tonight. Just half an hour after the patriarch was taken away, another wave of beasts broke in.

Mrs. Zong was obviously woken up just after falling asleep, and there was a layer of blueness in her eyes.

The aristocratic etiquette allowed her to still maintain a perfect reserve and nobility, but her tone was not so kind: "Officer, you can now tell me the news that you would rather break into the Zong family. Why, may I still hide it here?" terrorist?"

The one who came was the captain of the criminal police brigade of the police station - it is reasonable to say that he is not qualified to break into Zong's manor, but unfortunately he is still a direct descendant of the snake clan - clan identity is always more useful than political identity.

The captain of the criminal police had a serious face, and he didn't smile at all at Mrs. Zong's teasing. He even looked at her a little...unspeakably.

Mrs. Zong suddenly panicked, she thought of what Valtuo reported just now about the young master's absence from the mansion: "What's wrong?"

"Ma'am, I'm sorry." The captain of the criminal police said.

Mrs. Zong steered the wheelchair a few steps closer, and asked calmly, "Is it deep trouble again? This child, I said, ran out in the middle of the night during the Chinese New Year. Does he need bail? What happened to him? "

Zong Zhishen is the leader of the clan's youngest brother. Because of his bad temper (on the verge of madness), he often makes troubles, and he is also a frequent visitor to drag racing tracks and underground fighting arenas.Mrs. Zong has to release him on bail more than ten times a month on average—money is not an issue. Zong said that they absolutely abide by the rules and are willing to pay high bail money to support the hard work of police comrades.

Of course, the operation after release on bail is the business of the Zong family itself.

But there was never a time when the captain of the criminal police came to Zong's manor to complain. Usually, it was a matter of a phone call, and it didn't even need to go to Mrs. Zong. The housekeeper and assistant would handle it properly.

The crows outside the window were quacking, their voices were a little scary, and the dim light made the captain's face even darker.

The sensitivity of a female beast made Mrs. Zong feel that something was wrong: "Where is he? What happened?"

"You...sorry."

Mrs. Zong's face turned pale in an instant, her brain lost the ability to think, only those two empty words collided in it: mourning?What mourning, why mourning?What does mourning mean, wait a minute, is someone dead, but what does it have to do with me? Why should I mourn?

It took a full quarter of an hour, or a century, before Mrs. Zong managed to regain her voice and breathing. She began to shake her head, tears falling down uncontrollably before she could say a word.

"What? I... didn't understand."

The captain of the criminal police glanced away with some reluctance: "The body is outside, we found it an hour ago..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" the tigress roared angrily, her red eyes wanted to turn into a prototype, and she even made a culling motion, but because of a broken leg, she fell to the ground.

The captain of the criminal police was taken aback by her murderous half-beast transformation, and when he was about to escape, he found that the grief-stricken female beast had fallen to the ground. Her lower limbs were shriveled and slender, the skin was hanging on the bones, and the empty trouser legs looked a bit ugly.

"My condolences, take care of your body." The criminal police captain hurried to help.

"Go away!" Mrs. Zong slapped the floor with red eyes, took advantage of the shock to get back on the wheelchair, and flew out.

The captain of the criminal police sighed, grabbed Varta who was about to follow him, and his expression changed: "In addition to bringing back Shen Shao's body, we came here today to verify this murder case."

Walter was still immersed in the shocking and unbelievable matter of the young master's death, subconsciously repeated after him: "Murder?"

The captain of the criminal police nodded and asked seriously: "Jian Xifei, a sub-orc man, is suspected of murder. This is an arrest warrant."