Chapter 6 (2/2)

The real body of the demon clan can't be seen directly. Pretending to be an ordinary demon clan should be able to smoothly integrate into the circle of colleagues.

Jiang Jiu listened to director Cheng with a heart in his heart: ”although the races are different, our purpose and philosophy of serving the people are the same. Now that you have joined our Hanyang Street office, you are one of us. If you need anything in your future work, please feel free to raise it. The organization will try its best to help you solve it. If you have difficulties in life, you can also go to Lao Zhou or Xiao Zhang. ”

Speaking of this, director Cheng quietly moved forward and whispered: ”Lao Zhou and Xiao Zhang are similar to you. They are not ordinary people. Lao Zhou retired from the superior department. Although he is nearing retirement, it should be no problem to guide you young people. If you are in trouble, just go to him. Xiao zhangjiali has a vacation. You'll see him when he comes back. ”

Unexpectedly, director Cheng asked him to come in to say something like this. Jiang's uneasy expression gradually jumped up. He pursed his smile and focused his head: ”director, don't worry, I will work hard.”

Director Cheng gave a hearty smile and patted him on the shoulder: ”young people should not be so serious. It is allowed to relax occasionally.”

When Jiang Shu came out of the office, his mouth curved into a happy arc, and his eyes were clear and bright.

Xiao Xiaoyu propped her chin to appreciate the beauty and said with a smile, ”looking at Jiang GUI's face, I won't doze off at work in the future.”

Xue Meng disdained her Yangou, and suggested: ”while looking at the documents, Jiang Shu put his hand into the bag under the table and gently touched his brother's hair head. At this moment, lion dragon has lain in his bag and is asleep. Jiang Gu looks at his younger brother quietly and starts to look at the documents with full spirit.

Although it's different from his initial idea, he likes the atmosphere here very much.

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The street office works from nine to five, with an hour and a half lunch break in the middle. As Xue Meng said, leisure is also very leisure. We make tables, write reports, and make jokes. One morning goes by.

But in the afternoon when Xue Meng went to the toilet at work, Jiang Jiu answered the phone for him. At the other end of the phone, the voice was a middle-aged woman, speaking a strong Jiangcheng dialect, shouting sharply, just like a bawling machine. Off. Gun.

Fortunately, Jiang Jiu understood Jiangcheng dialect, took his notes and said, ”an aunt called to report a shop in Wenhua street, saying that the shop publicized feudal superstition and engaged in cult activities.”

”She again? This man has made more than a dozen phone calls, and his speech is still confused. ” Xiao Xiaoyu shrugged her shoulders and said, ”I said that the store had killed people. We suggested that she call the police, so she hung up. Two days later, he called to say that there was a ghost in her house, and that the store sent him to arrest her... Today, it's just a report. It's much more normal. ”

Jiang asked, ”then we don't have to worry about it?”

”There are too many people who call to report.”

As they were talking, Simon came back and said, ”you'll get used to it if you stay a little longer. There are all kinds of strange things in the street.”

”If it's OK, go and have a look.” Uncle Zhou, who is leisurely drinking tea, slowly answers: ”people have made so many phone calls. If something really happens, it's not good.”

Xue Meng thought so, and then said, ”I'm fine this afternoon, so I'll go and have a look.”

He asked Jiang GUI, ”do you want to go with me?”

Jiang is idle, smell speech to go out with him. Before leaving, I thought about it and left the sleeping lion dragon in the office.

Wenhua street is a little far away from the street office. They drove by bus. Just bad luck, just to the street on the traffic jam. In front of the traffic and people crowded together, vaguely there are two police cars parked.

”There's an accident ahead?” Xue Meng looks out.

Jiang has a good ear. After listening carefully for a while, he said, ”it seems that someone died in the community.”

”Dead again?” Xue Meng was surprised. He rubbed his arms to get goose bumps and said, ”I heard that three people died in our district last month. What's the matter——————————————

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