Chapter 972 Is He a Heaven?

At that time, the police came to the door. Qing Yuan listened to the police's words with a heart hanging, and was startled. He was really looking for the patriarch, so he hurriedly asked: "Comrade police, that old Taoist is exactly me." Patriarch, where is the old man now?"

"It's your patriarch?" Hearing the answer from the Daoist Qingyuan in front of him, the policeman was also overjoyed, and said happily, "Let's go!" Come with me to the police station! "

"Ah? Did my patriarch commit a crime? Is it serious?" Qing Yuan was a little panicked now.

"I don't know, anyway, the superior is anxious to ask us to find someone who knows this old man, so hurry up and follow me!" The policeman didn't know what was going on, but hurriedly urged.

Qing Yuan was also helpless, so he had to explain the matter of Qingyang Palace, and then followed the police to the police station: Qing Yuan was shocked when he arrived at the police station, the room was full of senior officers, police inspectors, and even military officers. The people in Fang couldn't help feeling a little panicked now, wouldn't my ancestor really commit some serious crimes? Such a big scene?

It's not easy to figure out the emotion, but this Qingyuan is about to burst into tears. It's rare for master Luo Zu to come out of the mountain, why did he encounter such a disaster?

But the group of people next to him were all staring at Qing Yuan, asking him to tell me what the old Taoist's name was and what he was doing in Nandu? What did you say to him?

Qing Yuan looked at the group of people in front of him, how can this be said? There are some things that can only be told to the people in the Special Supervision Department. There are regulations, and things about the cultivation world cannot be disclosed to ordinary people casually. Especially the patriarch is still a reclusive master of heaven, even the people in the special supervision department don't know about it, let alone talking nonsense, so Qing Yuan can't help but get entangled.

Seeing Qing Yuan's left and right words, it is hard to answer why, and now these policemen are excited, the more unclear it is, the more it shows that there is a ghost; everyone glanced at each other, and then They all walked out in unison, leaving only two low-ranking policemen sitting inside to continue the interrogation.

Seeing that those senior police officers had gone out, Qing Yuan was well-informed, and his expression showed that he knew something was wrong.

Then the two police officers who were interrogating came over and directly handcuffed Qing Yuan, and then their faces turned cold, watching Qing Yuan slam the table on the opposite side, and shouted in a deep voice: "Qing Yuan, you need to know, I The party's rules are lenient for confession and strict for resistance, so don't think you'll be fine if you don't speak up, let me tell you, this matter is very serious, if you dare to deliberately conceal it, you will be jailed!"

Qing Wu has served as the host of the Qingyang Palace for so many years, but he has never encountered such a thing, but he is not too afraid of threats from the other party, he just smiled helplessly: "Comrade police...some things, I am really serious It’s hard to say, why don’t you ask Director Hu of Guoan to come, I can only tell him some things!”

Hearing Qing Yuan's first remark,

Now that he wants to see Director Hu of Guoan again, the other policeman was annoyed and slammed the table violently, saying in a cold voice: "Qing Yuan, be honest, let me tell you, this is not a trivial matter today. Guoan is also looking into this matter, you can find no one, if you don't explain clearly, don't blame us for being rude!"

"Really" can you inform Director Hu of Guoan, or ask me to call him? "Seeing that the other party is becoming more and more impatient, Qing Yuan also feels that something is wrong. He knows that these policemen have many shady methods. If he doesn't tell him, he may be in trouble.

Although he is not afraid of these policemen at all with his skills, but this place is in the police station. As the saying goes: no matter how skilled he is, he is afraid of bricks. Although he is indeed skilled, he is also afraid of guns.

Seeing each other's complexion getting darker and darker, one of them had already stood up, as if he was about to make a move, Qing Yuan really had a headache, he didn't allow the registration number, and he didn't let him find someone, what should he do? Are they really going to be dealt with by these guys?

The policeman who stood up had already pulled a rubber baton from the wall next to him, looked at Qing Yuan coldly, and said coldly: "Qing Yuan, I'm telling you, don't say I didn't give you the machine, be honest now." Confess, so as not to suffer!"

Seeing that the policeman really pulled out the guy, Qing Yuan was really a little panicked, and said in a startled voice: "Don't mess around, I am a member of the Provincial Political Consultative Conference!"

"Go, member of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference? It's useless to be a representative today. I'll tell you the truth, but don't blame me for not reminding you!" The policeman tapped the rubber baton lightly on the palm of his hand, and said with a sneer, "You have to know , this rubber baton has no marks on the body, but the pain is not fake!"

Looking at the other party's baton, Qing Yuan really smiled wryly. Although this thing can't hurt him, he really doesn't want to suffer from it, because it hurts and it still hurts. After struggling for a long time, he finally sighed , looked at the policeman who had already stood in front of him, and said: "Okay, okay", since you won't let me call or see Director Hu, then I'll say it, but you don't talk about it."

"Regret?" The policeman was already impatient, seeing that Qing Yuan still said this word, his face turned cold, and he slapped him with a stick.

"Ai ouch..." Qing Yuan couldn't stop him, but he was hit by a stick, and he grinned in pain.

The policeman sneered, and was about to raise his stick again, when suddenly the door was opened, and a middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic walked in with a cold face, looking at the baton in the policeman's hand, his eyes were cold.

"Who are you?" The policeman was startled, and just as he was about to speak, a senior police inspector squeezed in from outside, looked at the policeman and said helplessly, "Let Daoist Qingyuan loose..."

Seeing the helpless expression on the senior police inspector's face, the policeman knew something was wrong, so he quickly dropped the baton in his hand and went to loosen Qing Yuan's handcuffs.

"Director Hu" If you don't come here again, my old bones will be ruined here today! "Seeing this middle-aged man, Qing Yuan was overjoyed, and complained helplessly.

Director Hu naturally knew about some shady methods of the police station, so he could only take a look at the senior inspector and said, "Director Wang, don't let me see such a thing again!"

"Of course...Of course..." Director Wang also had a gloomy expression on his face. How did he know that this director, who is famous in Guoan, has such a great background, and he really knows this Taoist Qingyuan, otherwise he would not easily let his subordinates do something. of.

Taking Qing Yuan out of the police station, Qing Yuan hurriedly asked: "Director Hu, how is my patriarch?" "

"Patriarch?" Hearing Qing Yuan's words, Director Hu was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Qing Yuan in astonishment and said, "Is he your patriarch?"

"That's right" is he okay now? "Qing Yuan asked quickly.

At this time, Director Hu's face was not very good-looking. He thought that the old Taoist was just Qing Yuan's fellow student, but he didn't expect to be Qing Yuan's patriarch. !"

"Ah", upon hearing this, Qing Yuan panicked, grabbed Director Hu and said, "Director Hu, you can save him, old man, he, old man Zhang, can be a god."

"What, he is the heaven?" Hearing this, Director Hu's face turned pale immediately. x-on:.