Jin Chen sent Nie Lang back to the bureau and asked, "Are you really good?"

"It's okay, didn't you see that my wounds are starting to heal." Nie Lang turned around and said to him.

"That's what I said, but I'm still not at ease." Jin Chen said what was in his heart.

Nie Lang felt warm in his heart when he heard that, even the injury on his back seemed to be less painful: "Go back, you also have your job."

"That's fine," Jin Chen thought for a while, "I'll pick you up from get off work tonight and take you home."

Nie Lang smiled and said, "Don't talk so early, maybe you didn't finish work until two or three o'clock in the morning."

"I……"

"Okay, okay, I know what you mean," Nie Lang rubbed his head, "Let's see what's going on tonight, and then we'll talk."

"Okay." Jin Chen saw that there was no one around, and hooked his fingers at Nie Lang.

Nie Lang raised his eyebrows and didn't move.

Jin Chen looked defeated by you: "Forget it, you go in, I'm leaving too."

Nie Lang nodded and entered the game. Jin Chen looked at Nie Lang's back and then turned back to his car, and then drove away.

Zhang Xiaozhen heard footsteps and turned her head to look: "Boss! Why did you come out of the hospital so quickly?!"

"The case cannot be delayed," Nie Lang said.

"But..." Zhang Xiaozhen walked up to Nie Lang, "Boss, you should rest for at least a day or two for your injury. Isn't Li Sheng Leiyao following the case? Old Yang will tell me when he sees you like this."

Nie Lang waved his hand: "You ask Xiao He to prepare another pack of cigarettes for me, and it will be all ready in a day or two."

"Hey," Zhang Xiaozhen still looked at Nie Lang worriedly, "Boss, if you want to get something, just tell me."

"Okay." Nie Lang finished and returned to his office.

Nie Lang closed the office door, Yang Baoguo came out of the office with his hands behind his back, saw Zhang Xiaozhen and said, "Nie Lang is back?"

"Well, I'm back." Zhang Xiaozhen replied.

"Why don't you go home and raise them?" Yang Baoguo said.

"That's what I told Captain Nie, but he didn't want to."

"He really has the police station in charge." Yang Baoguo raised his hand to look at his watch, and then said to Zhang Xiaozhen, "Go to the tea room to see what nutritional supplements are available, and make a cup for Nie Lang."

"Okay, Uncle Yang."

Yang Baoguo just lifted his foot and took a step, then he thought of something and turned back: "Tell him not to work overtime tonight, tell him to go home and rest, just say it's my order."

"Yes!" Zhang Xiaozhen saluted respectfully, with a playful smile on her face.

When Yang Baoguo returned to his office, Zhang Xiaozhen walked towards the tea room, saying as she walked, "Uncle Yang is really kind to the boss..."

Sitting in the office, Nie Lang opened the safe, took out the folder inside, and opened it to see that there was a shoe print on the A4 paper. This was drawn by Nie Lang with a pencil according to his memory. The other party must have never thought that he had such a skill , that is photographic memory.

The wound on his back was aching, but Nie Lang didn't reach out to touch it, thinking that God is so fucking cruel, at least it's because he is a public servant of the people, but fortunately it's just the back, if it hurts badly The important part of splitting, even the wedding night in the bridal chamber is gone!

Thinking of this, Nie Lang looked down at his lower body, thinking of Jin Chen's appearance before he left, he wanted to laugh.

"This kid, usually says I'm shameless, but wants to kiss me in the police station. It's true that the state officials are only allowed to set fires, and the common people are not allowed to light lamps." Nie Lang shook his head with a smile.

He could only sit upright and couldn't lean against the back of the chair. Thinking that there were important things to do, he immediately turned on the computer.

Find Mo Rufeng's dialog box: 【Is buddy there? 】

There will be a message back soon [what's the matter]

【I don’t know if you have studied Mohist Taoism】

It took a while to reply to the message [a little knowledge]

[I met a difficult person, the technique is very similar to Mohist Taoism]

【Is there a photo】

[No, his anti-reconnaissance ability is extremely strong]

【Then what evidence do you have that it is Mohist Taoism】

Nie Lang thought for a while, and replied [As far as I know, Maoshan Taoism never uses five flavors real fire]

【What color is the fire, what is the ghost like】

[Blue-green, the ghost is gone] There was another silence over there, so Nie Lang could only continue to ask, [That's why I guess it's the Mohism, because this kind of Yinhuo Maoshan Taoism won't work, it's too damaging]

There is a message [Yes]

【Then you mean that it is indeed the spell of Mohism? 】

【right】

Nie Lang hesitated for a moment, and decided to type it out [You are also surnamed Mo, so you should understand this aspect]

Mo Rufeng replied after a while 【What can I help you】

Nie Lang thought he was waiting for your words [help me lure him out, if someone like him has more powerful spells than him, he will definitely appear]

【how do you want to do it】

[Refreshing] Nie Lang continued to send, [Let's lure the snake out of the hole with a trick, let's make an appointment to talk]

The other party did not reply to the message again.

Nie Lang had no choice but to repost [I think you don't want to be ruined]

About 1 minute later, Mo Rufeng replied to the message [The location, time and contact number are sent]

The person introduced by the old bureau chief was indeed right, but Nie Lang didn't understand, why didn't such a powerful person, the old bureau chief, get into the bureau?Later, when I thought about such a dangerous job, I am afraid that the other party would not like it. Not everyone feels like them that subjugating demons is their responsibility, so they often end up with injuries, or even... sacrifices.

Thinking of Zhong Jian, Nie Lang shook his head, don't think about it anymore, it is really time to let go.

Nie Lang made an appointment at the coffee shop near the bureau. The time was three o'clock in the afternoon, which happened to be tea time. I believe Li Sheng and Lei Yao would have already had clues by then.

It took only 5 minutes to walk to the coffee shop. It was very hot outside, the sun scorched the earth, and even the cicadas on the trees were too hot to scream. But for Nie Lang, hot and cold are the same.

Finding a relatively secluded place to sit down, Nie Lang ordered a cup of coffee and just sat and waited. He arrived early, but this is also necessary. After all, it is only equivalent to asking for help. Finding someone who knows everything is good for the progress of the case. .

Nie Lang had never met Mo Rufeng before, and he usually only asked him for advice when he had something to do. Judging from the tone of the letter, the other party should be a relatively indifferent person, with rigorous thinking and accurate words, and he would never talk nonsense.

When a man stood in front of him, Nie Lang raised his head: "You are..."

"Mo Rufeng." The other party said.

The visitor was dressed in a plain robe, with a handsome face, a slight alienation between his brows, and black hair tied behind his back. If his facial features hadn't lost the softness of a woman, he would have a deep baritone voice when he spoke. Nie Lang thought it was a man. woman.But not to mention, Mo Rufeng's immortal demeanor looks like someone walking out of an ancient painting.

Nie Lang never expected Mo Rufeng to look like this, wiped his face, and Nie Lang said: "We have known each other for a long time, and today is the first time we meet."

"Yeah." Mo Rufeng nodded, the waiter came up and looked at Mo Rufeng, and the former ordered a glass of water.

"You really... didn't come here through time travel?" Nie Lang originally said it as a joke.

Unexpectedly, Mo Rufeng nodded: "That's right."

Fuck, he admitted it so generously. "Then I won't waste time and get straight to the point."

The two sat in an inconspicuous corner and started talking about things for an hour...

Finally, Mo Rufeng asked, "Can you go and see Tan Jingru for me?"

Nie Lang thought for a while: "I have to call my superior."

When Yang Baoguo heard that it was the person introduced by the old bureau chief, he immediately accused him of bringing Mo Rufeng back to the bureau.

Mo Rufeng followed Nie Lang back to the bureau. During the 5-minute journey, Nie Lang called Zhang Xiaozhen to get ready and took Tan Jingru to a special room to wait.

Mo Rufeng and Nie Lang stood behind the two mirrors, observing Tan Jingru together.

Then Mo Rufeng asked Nie Lang: "Have you taken him for a checkup?"

"I checked and found nothing wrong."

Mo Rufeng said again: "Is there anything to eat, drink, and scatter?"

Zhang Xiaozhen at the side glanced at Nie Lang and said, "It seems like he hasn't eaten for a few days."

Nie Lang turned his head to look at her with sharp eyes: "A few days specifically."

"Four or five days, oh no, five days."

Mo Rufeng said: "I suspect he is dead."

Nie Lang crossed his arms and said, "It's the same as I thought, see if he has any Mohist spells on him."

Mo Rufeng's eyeballs moved towards Nie Lang slightly: "I'm not a god."

"You are a god in my heart." Nie Lang said, "From the truth."

Mo Rufeng glanced at him indifferently: "I didn't expect Officer Nie to be so funny."

The corner of Nie Lang's mouth curled up into a smile: "Sir, it's ridiculous."

"I don't know if there are any remaining Taoist spells on him, but I suggest you take him to have a check again." Mo Rufeng said and left with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Xiaozhen: "This..."

Nie Lang said, "Take him to check again."

After speaking, Nie Lang followed Mo Rufeng out and walked through the backyard. Mo Rufeng stood in the corridor and looked up. Nie Lang followed Mo Rufeng's line of sight, and saw that he was staring at the dead man who was imprisoning the princess of Jin that room.

Zhang Xiaozhen came over, Nie Lang asked, "How is that man?"

Glancing at Mo Rufeng, Zhang Xiaozhen said under Nie Lang's persuasive eyes: "I used to make a fuss about committing suicide, but now I'm tied up."

Mo Rufeng turned his head slightly: "You really have more and more 'people' here."

Nie Lang smiled and said, "Have you been here before listening to Mr.?"

"I've been here," Mo Rufeng said, "Your chief brought me here."

"The old director has retired."

"I don't know that."

"This way sir." Nie Lang led Mo Rufeng towards the gate.

At this time, a car stopped outside the gate, and a man in a well-fitting suit got off. He seemed to be about the same age as Nie Lang, with cold features and a tall figure. When he saw Mo Rufeng, there was a smile on his lips.

Mo Rufeng said, "Didn't I tell you not to come?"

The man said: "The sun is so bright, how can I let you be exposed to the sun, I also came here after dealing with the company's business, don't worry."

Mo Rufeng nodded and said to Nie Lang: "Officer Nie, then do as we said today, you can call me anytime."

"Okay, thank you sir." Nie Lang also said respectfully.

After Mo Rufeng got into the car, the man glanced at Nie Lang, and got into the car with no expression on his face.

Standing beside Nie Lang, Zhang Xiaozhen said, "Boss, who is that handsome guy who looks like he walked out of Two-dimensional?"

Nie Lang looked at Bingley who had gone away and said, "A mysterious man."

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