Before Wang Ziling could react, Han Zirong floated out like the wind.

Before leaving, Han Zirong looked back and smiled and said, "Ziling, please take care of the rest of the documents. I will invite you to dinner when I have time."

"Bye bye you."

Only leaving Wang Ziling staring wide-eyed, looking at the air, with helpless and aggrieved eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "I'm so mad, not a day staying in the office well these days!"

The two walked out of the US-Japan Group one after another, got in the car, and went straight to the Jiangxia City Police Station.

In the car, Huan Haisheng said with a solemn expression: "Recently, it has been a little uneasy. Just yesterday, two people died in Peach Blossom Alley not far from the train station."

"According to the informant, he was killed."

Han Zirong was taken aback, and asked tentatively, "It was killed? Hidden Batmen?"

"By the way, what about Tie Zhongyun? Why didn't I see him?"

Huan Haisheng shook his head and said: "It's not the Hidden Bat Gate. The Hidden Bat Gate has now cut off all the traces before, because we have been looking for them, and they have all gone underground. At this time they dare not come out."

"Tie Zhongyun went to the suburban mountains. The observers there hadn't contacted the organization for a long time. Tie Zhongyun went to see if something happened."

When Han Zirong heard that Tie Zhongyun had gone out to work and hadn't notified him, he said with excitement: "Next time I have a chance to go out, you must find me. A master like me has nothing to do all day long. It's boring to know."

Huan Haisheng looked at Han Zirong suspiciously: "Aren't you the president of the US-Japan Group? And you didn’t just develop the news yesterday. You said that you have developed a new drug to deal with the hazards of Su Group’s toxic cosmetics. I should be very busy. Correct."

Han Zirong waved his hand and said with a relaxed smile: "The new drug has already been developed, and mass production has already begun. It is estimated that a large number of them have already begun to be sold. I am the president, and I don’t need to do specific execution. Some people are human. help me do it."

"Even the planning is done by someone to give it to me. I only need to develop new drugs and just yell at the press conference."

Huan Haisheng looked at Han Zirong enviously, at his expensive suit, and the watch worth millions in his hand: "Tsk tsk, you really deserve to be the richest and richest man in Jiangxia City. It is good to have money."

Han Zirong smiled, wiping the watch on his wrist brightly.

"By the way, our organization has no wages?"

Huan Haisheng looked at Han Zirong strangely: "You didn't get paid for work? Our organization must have it too, and the treatment is good."

"Every quarter there are resources under the organization for training."

Han Zirong pointed at himself with a serious face and said, "Then why haven't I heard you say?"

Huan Haisheng was a little embarrassed at once, twitched the corners of his mouth, looked forward, and said casually: "That means you are so rich, so I didn't mention it to you. Besides, you still lack these three melons. Date?"

Quiet, deadly quiet.

"Working for nothing? Han Zirong is so old, and I can do whatever money I do. How dare you let me work for Han Zirong?"

Han Zirong stared at Huan Haisheng angrily.

In fact, Han Zirong didn't have to ask for that kind of treatment, but what this official gave to him and what he did were two concepts.

Iron rice bowls, you can't have a bowl without rice.

Huan Haisheng hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Don't dare to talk nonsense, where can you dare to do nothing."

Huan Haisheng racked his brains to organize the language, and said with a serious and extremely serious expression: "Look, I am now resident in Jiangxia City."

"There is no shortage of observers in Jiangxia City, but we only have three operatives including you. Isn't it a bit small?"

"The reason why you didn’t give you your share, I’m just thinking about waiting for some day when we have good seedlings in Jiangxia City. With your share of resources, we can cultivate faster and better, and wait a long time. There are too many people, you, Han Zirong, the great master of Jin Danqi can't always be a team member."

"As soon as there are more people, I will immediately make you a team leader. Maybe with your resources, you can still be a branch director in Jiangxia City."

"Then you alone will decide all the abnormal events in Jiangxia City?"

Huan Haisheng tried his best to bewitched, but when Han Zirong heard that he began to fool him as a team leader and an official, Han Zirong immediately lost interest.

It's okay to cultivate talents. Teachers and students are tempted, cultivated since childhood, pretending to be Dafa, and Han Zirong is excited when he thinks about it.

But if you let him be the boss?Forget it, he is a bit too busy with the affairs of the US-Japan Group, not to mention this.

Han Zirong hurriedly called to a halt: "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I am not a bird director

Seeing the flicker finally passed, the heart that Huan Haisheng raised suddenly dropped. He really forgot Han Zirong’s welfare benefits, and he made up his mind to find someone as soon as possible when this is over. Such a big Jiangxia city can’t even connect. Do you have more than a dozen abilities?

Go back and look up the information with the power observer!

Since arriving in Jiangxia City, he has never had a birthday, and his hair has almost turned black!

Isn’t it said that Jiangxia City is the safest city in China? How come the bird events begin one by one as soon as I arrive?

Could it be that I'm the lone star of the evil sky?Wherever you go, someone will die?

When he stopped in front of the police station in a daze, Huan Haisheng rubbed his face vigorously and strode forward.

At the door, Zhang Chaosheng had been waiting for a long time. Seeing Huan Haisheng had arrived, he immediately stood up and greeted him.

He glanced at Han Zirong, a little surprised.

Why is the chairman of the US-Japan Group also the organizer?

Do such a rich man do this desperate thing?Do not understand.

As Zhang Chaosheng walked, a smile appeared on his face in good time and said: "You are finally here, and our comrades from the police department's forensic department will start an autopsy if you don't come again."

"Hurry up, follow along, take advantage of the fact that there is no one in the morgue now, you hurry up and have a look."

Huan Haisheng didn't speak, just nodded, and walked towards the passage leading to the morgue in a familiar way.

It is not surprising that the rising tide students who originally wanted to lead the way are not surprising. People who have come in the past are like this. Everyone seems to be very familiar with the police department.

Inside the morgue.

Pei Manqing was observing the wounds of the dead, and occasionally stopped to take notes.

After graduating from the police academy with the highest score, she was unwilling to just make a vase in the police station and was transferred to the position of clerk. She wanted to go to the front line!

With the sound of footsteps, Pei Manqing looked up, but he was not from the police station.

His expression changed, and his expression suddenly became serious.

"Who are you? You can't enter here, get out."

Zhang Chaosheng hurriedly stepped forward and smiled and said, "Little Pei, it's okay. You go out first. These people who are assigned to take charge of this matter will be handled by them."

"They just look at the wound of the deceased, and they will go out immediately after reading it."

Pei Manqing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, Zhang Chaosheng waved his hand immediately, and smiled gently but could not refuse: "Little Pei, cooperate with the work, go out first."

"If you want to study, wait for them to leave, then you can study slowly."

Pei Manqing was taken aback, looked at Huan Haisheng and Han Zirong, and walked out of the morgue in disappointment.

Close the door, but Pei Manqing did not leave, but stood quietly in front of the transparent doors and windows, watching the situation in the morgue.