Chapter 404 "Correct Answer"

"hiss……"

It seemed like a dream but not a dream, seemed real but seemed like an illusion. The pain came like a tide, causing the confused Qin Yao to wake up quickly and couldn't help but gasp.

"You're awake, do you want something to eat?"

A pair of warm little hands held his palm, and a voice choked with excitement followed.

Enduring the soreness in his body, Qin Yao sat up straight and looked sideways at the little girl sitting by the bed: "Nianying...how long have I been asleep?"

"Including the time you spent on the road, it will take about eight days." The excitement on Nianying's face gradually faded, and her eyes were filled with distress: "Brother Yao, are you okay?"

"It's just a loss of strength, no big problem."

Qin Yao smiled, his thoughts changed, and a look of relief appeared on his face.

Although I lay down a little longer this time, fortunately, I didn't owe much in favor of him.

Just like Patriarch Zhou of Huang Quan Si did last time, accepting nothing but asking you to remember his name is really troublesome.

He has used the magic technique so many times that he has remembered the names of two ancestors so far, one is Mao Santong and the other is Zhou Huaijin.

There is a name and a surname, and real favors must be repaid.

Besides, Zhou Huaijin and Mao Santong are different. Mao Santong really has no desire for him. He can repay this kindness by raising Mao Shanming. At most, he can support Mao Shanming for the rest of his life.

And Lao Zhou obviously wanted to get promoted and make a fortune, so this was more difficult.

It is true that he has this network of connections. With the help of his relationship with Zhang Deyang, it is not difficult to support Zhou Laozu. But the problem is that Zhang Deyang treats him like a brother and sister, and he cannot embarrass Lao Zhang!

In every aspect, it is all about human nature...

"It's okay, you scared me."

Nianying breathed a sigh of relief silently and said, "If you want to eat something, I'll go to the kitchen and ask the chef to cook it for you."

The pampered little princess doesn't touch the spring water with her fingers. It's okay to ask her to make a fruit platter, but cooking... is too difficult for her.

Two days later.

Qin Yao had just arrived in front of his office when he saw a tall girl with a hot figure wearing black professional attire in the room. She was holding a rag in her hand and was carefully wiping her desk.

"Xiao Xue?"

"Mr. Qin."

Dai Xiaoxue suddenly turned around with a smile on her face: "You are finally back."

Qin Yao nodded: "Didn't I arrange for you to be a clerk? Why did you start working as a secretary?"

Dai Xiaoxue smiled and said: "What I do is not secretary's work, but sanitation work. I am now the leader of the building sanitation team."

Qin Yao laughed: "That's it..."

He said that Ren Tingting would not arrange for such a beautiful girl to be his secretary.

It's too easy for things to go wrong.

"Mr. Qin, are you free tonight? I would like to treat you to a meal." Dai Xiaoxue said expectantly.

"Mr. Qin..."

The door to the office opposite suddenly opened, and a beautiful woman wearing light makeup and a suit looked at his back quietly.

"Director Ren."

Qin Yao turned around to say hello and said with a smile: "Looking for me?"

Ren Tingting nodded slightly and made an inviting gesture sideways: "There are some things I need to report to you."

Qin Yao nodded and said to Dai Xiaoxue: "You work hard. When you get home in the evening, I will say hello to Dai Erlong."

Dai Xiaoxue felt a sense of disappointment in her heart and forced a smile: "Yes, Mr. Qin."

Shaoyan.

Qin Yao walked into Ren Tingting's office, glanced at the telephone on her desk, and said: "When you are free, arrange for someone to go to Yizhuang to install two phones. It will be easier to contact you in the future."

Ren Tingting: "Yes, Mr. Qin, I will arrange for someone to do it later."

Qin Yao sat on a sofa, leaning on a soft cushion with his back, and put his left leg on his right leg: "What do you want to report?"

"Three days ago, Chief Luo Shi sent you an invitation, inviting you to visit his home."

"Go to his house..."

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows: "Does he want to talk to me about personal matters?"

Ren Tingting: "The country is in chaos again, warlords big and small are fighting, and the central government's control over local areas is gradually getting out of control."

Qin Yao understood now and said: "Prepare the car."

"Going to Mayor Luo's house?"

"No, go to the military town!"

Two hours later.

Military town, Marshal's Mansion.

Liu Dalong, who was dressed in military uniform and had a thick beard trimmed neatly, glared when he saw Qin Yao and shouted: "Where is my cannon?"

Qin Yao waved his hand and said: "I don't have time to chat with you, so hurry up and get rid of me. I have something to say to you."

Liu Dalong frowned and shouted to the guards guarding him: "Everyone, get out and close the door. No one is allowed in without my permission."

The guards in military uniforms, carrying long guns on their backs, loudly promised, lined up in two lines, and trotted out of the hall.

"What do you want to tell me?" Liu Dalong said seriously after the guard closed the door.

"Taking sides, and how to behave in troubled times..."

The conversation lasted until late at night, during which the two quarreled several times, but finally ended with Liu Dalong compromising.

There is no way, in the course of time, even warlords are just a wave in the torrent. Those who go against the general trend are like chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a blow.

Since Qin Yao knew the "correct answer", he would not sit back and watch Liu Dalong step into the abyss!

"I've said what needs to be said. As long as you join the team early, even if you can't enter the leadership seat in the future, the lower limit will be a senior general. After the warlord melee is over, I will tell you what to do next." At the end of the day, Qin Yao stood up and said.

Liu Dalong took a breath silently: "I listen to you and send someone to contact them now."

Qin Yao nodded: "The next test is your political wisdom. I have something else to do, so I'll take the first step."

Liu Dalong turned to look at the window and said, "It's getting late. Let's go back early tomorrow morning."

Qin Yao shook his head: "No, the company still has things to do. I plan to clear all the recent backlog of work in these two days so as not to affect the company's strategy."

Liu Dalong opened the door, led the guards to send Qin Yao out of the general's mansion, and said sincerely: "If there is any need for me, just call me. The tens of thousands of guns in the military town can fire for you at any time!"

Qin Yao smiled slightly, turned his back to him, raised his hand and waved, and strode into the darkness.

Liu Dalong looked at his back with sharp eyes, his face was thoughtful, and he murmured: "China Red..."

The next morning.

Yang Kun walked quickly and brought Uncle Feng, who was dressed in military uniform, to Dongcheng Department Store. As soon as he stepped into the administrative area on the fourth floor, his handsome middle-aged face was full of smiles. Even if he met a clerk, he would nod slightly to show call.

"Dong dong."

In a blink of an eye, he came to the president's room, silently tidied his clothes, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Enter."

"Mr. Qin."

Yang Kun pressed the door handle, opened the door and walked into the room.

"Mr. Qin." Uncle Feng greeted him and closed the door.

"Chief Yang, Uncle Feng."

Behind the desk, Qin Yao, who was sitting on the chair, put down his pen, raised his head and said with a smile: "Why did you come here together?"

With a faint smile on his face, Yang Kun said, "Mr. Qin, we are here to seek support."

Thinking of the news he had received, Qin Yao felt suddenly. He stood up and greeted them to the guest lounge area, waving for them to sit on the sofa: "Speaking of which, what support do you want to seek?"

Yang Kun suppressed his smile and said solemnly: "The current situation is turbulent, wars are raging, people are panicked, cocks crowing, dogs and robbers are common, and evil begins to breed in the darkness.

I think the police department should take a heavy blow at this critical moment and severely crack down on criminal activities. In troubled times, we should use heavy code.

However, Director Sun strictly ordered his colleagues in the police station to seek stability amidst the chaos and keep everything as usual, regardless of the changing situation, resulting in frequent chaos in Fucheng recently.

Mr. Qin, Fucheng cannot continue to be in such chaos. "

Qin Yao pondered for a moment and said, "I'll go see Luo Hao in the afternoon and see what he says."

He could understand Sun Zhipeng's choice at this moment, or in other words, there was no second choice for him.

Without a gun, there is no one. In peacetime, he can still use power to manipulate the rules and maintain the dignity of the police station's top brother.

Fighting together, the rules are trampled, and the power and tactics attached to the rules suddenly become rootless.

Without the support of the army, would he dare to be tough?

Why is he so tough? !

Obviously, Yang Kun saw this opportunity and wanted to take the lead.

If he misses this opportunity, no one knows how long he will have to wait...

"Thank you, Mr. Qin!" Yang Kun's eyes were eager and he expressed his loyalty: "In the past, present and future, I will always follow Mr. Qin's lead."

Speaking is an art, and loyalty is also a bargaining chip. If you don't show your loyalty at this time, when will you show your loyalty?

After everything is settled, loyalty will lose its bargaining chip attribute. No matter what the result is, the future will depend on how you do it, not what you say.

Qin Yao waved his hand: "Do you have any other questions?"

Yang Kun slowly shook his head, and Uncle Feng stood up: "Mr. Qin, I have one more thing to do here."

Qin Yao looked surprised. He originally thought that Uncle Feng was Yang Kun's tool to show his loyalty.

"what's up?"

"Last night, there were two murders in the city. The dead were both Taoist priests. I cast a spell to attract their souls. The two ghosts basically agreed with each other. They said that a pair of very scary evil ghosts came and were looking for you and Taoist Master Lin. "Uncle Feng said.

"It came very quickly!" Qin Yao murmured to himself.

Uncle Feng: "Do you need my help?"

"No, just leave this case to me. I will bring those two guys to justice as soon as possible to comfort the souls of those two Taoist priests." Qin Yao said solemnly.

…

As evening approaches, the setting sun shines slantingly.

Qin Yao, dressed in a golden glow, stood quietly in front of an ancient courtyard. Taking another step forward, he entered the three stone steps of the gate.

It’s hard to imagine that the nominally number one person in Fucheng would actually live in such a shabby place.

"Mr. Qin."

Soon, Luo Hao, still wearing the black short-breasted jacket, came out with the guard and greeted with a smile.

"Luo Shichang." He stretched out his hand to avoid hitting the smiling man. Qin Yao cupped his fists and saluted, responding politely.

"Mr. Qin, please come inside."

Luo Hao stopped on the stone steps, raised his arms sideways, and made a respectful gesture.

Qin Yao stopped being polite and walked into the courtyard at the lead, and was immediately invited into the living room by Luo Hao who caught up later.

"Mr. Qin, please sit down."

Luo Hao pointed to the long wooden table in the living room and said with a smile: "A few of my friends brought me a few bottles of foreign wine from abroad. I asked Mr. Qin to help me taste them."

Qin Yao shook his head: "I won't drink anymore. If you drink too little, you won't have fun. If you drink too much, you'll get in trouble. Luo Shichang, let's just skip the small talk and side details and go straight to the topic."

Luo Hao's expression froze, and he breathed out softly: "Since you have spoken, I will get straight to the point. Mr. Qin, no matter what, the city cannot be devastated by the army! Otherwise, under the artillery fire, many lives will be destroyed, and countless people will suffer. One hundred thousand civilians.”

Qin Yao: "So, you want to ask Liu Dalong's troops to protect the city through me?"

Luo Hao nodded and said: "It's all for the people. Without the protection of the army, if a wave of soldiers and bandits come every three days to collect wages, the people will not be able to survive."

Qin Yao was silent for a moment and said: "The Fucheng Police Department has guns and people, which can be of great use."

Luo Hao: "They are good at managing city security and ensuring the safety of residents. When it comes to fighting, they are far behind."

"A soldier is in raging state, and a general is in raging group."

Qin Yao said: "Forget it normally, at this critical moment, I think the Fucheng Police Department should be led by someone who dares to fight hard and can fight hard, instead of being led by someone who only knows how to be calm. What do you think?"

Luo Hao pursed his lips: "I will consider your proposal carefully."

Qin Yao chuckled, cupped his fists and saluted: "Please think about it slowly, I have something else to do, so go ahead."

"I'll see you off."

Luo Hao sighed slightly in his heart and tried to put a smile on his face.

Shortly after.

Under night.

Qin Yao stepped on the void and fell from the sky like a meteor. He landed in front of the gate of Yizhuang. He looked at the deep pits on the ground around him and the door wall that seemed to have been struck by lightning. His eyes suddenly froze.

"You weren't attacked, were you?" Uncle Jiu opened the broken door and walked out with a group of Taoists in yellow clothes.

"No."

Qin Yao shook his head and asked, "Have you caught the Yin Yang Corpse?"

"Didn't catch it."

Uncle Jiu said solemnly: "I wonder if they have become stronger because they sucked the brains of practitioners. If Mr. Ren hadn't been here, Yizhuang would have been attacked by them."

Qin Yao: "How was Mr. Ren's fight with them?"

"The old man is more powerful. He suppressed them from beginning to end." Uncle Jiu said.

Qin Yao breathed a sigh of relief and turned to ask: "Master, how are you doing with your divination skills?"

"The Yin-Yang Corpse is not within the Three Realms and does not belong to the Five Elements. Its location cannot be determined through divination."

Qin Yao waved his hand and said: "I don't want you to divine this, but I want you to help deduce how many ten-year-old virgins there are in the city and where they are."

Uncle Jiu paused for a moment, then coughed dryly and said: "Although I am good at divination, the learning time is still short, so I may have missed something. If you want to be more accurate, you have to go to Aunt Sue."

"No need to look for me, I came here by myself." At this time, a bold old lady's voice suddenly sounded from behind Qin Yao.

Uncle Jiu's face was full of astonishment and he blinked: "What a coincidence?"

"What a coincidence, I figured you were in trouble and came here to help." Gu Gu raised her head and said.

Qin Yao touched his chin and said: "What my master means is, how could you be so lucky to count him out at this critical moment?"

Gu Gu puffed up her chest and said, "I'll count him three times a day, once in the morning, noon and evening, can't I?"

"Okay, that's great."

Qin Yao laughed and said: "Master, this is probably just one day's absence, like three autumns, right?"