He suddenly had an impulse to break into the headquarters of Bamen at night.

No matter what, let’s bring Yan Bingbing and others back first.

"Dingling..."

The phone rang in the pocket.

"Hello!"

It was actually Tu Zongyuan from the Civil Affairs Office.

"Hahaha……"

The other party laughed before he could speak, and seemed very happy.

"Brother Shen, you're defeated! Didn't you expect that the Eight Sects wouldn't let you go on stage to prepare for the appraisal?"

Shen Lang looked depressed: "Dragon, stop talking sarcastic. What's the matter with calling me? Is the Golden Scepter so angry?"

"Um……"

When Tu Zongyuan heard the serious matter, his tone became serious.

"The peppercorns next door were numb, and the eight gates were hiding too deep! They actually hid the Civil Affairs Bureau for so long."

"If the Zhongzhou Police Department had not been persistent in pursuing the Hunhe family killer case, we would have been hiding such a big thing until now."

"There have been found out that a group of people from the Juemen have been kept in motion for the time being to avoid alarming the enemy."

"The Golden Scepter was indeed stolen by the Eight Gates, and it should still be stored in the Register Gates."

"This matter involves the participation of Sakura, the Star Stripe Kingdom, and the eight parties are planning a reopening of the circuit. The interference is too great."

"We get the news that on the last day of the National Arts Exchange Conference, the Eight Gates will transfer the Golden Scepter to the cruise ship."

"They will then rush overseas with the final winner and the Golden Scepter."

"The specific location is not clear, and the specific purpose is not clear. However, after research and decision above, the troops will remain unmoved for the time being."

"Brother Shen, you still need to board the cruise ship and monitor their every move at all times..."

"I don't want to participate in the competition, I'm just monitoring it!"

Shen Lang smiled bitterly.

"Why don't you let me go! Haha."

Tu Zongyuan laughed: "Brother Shen, who can stop the national power from operating?"

"My sister has come to find you, she should be here soon, please pay attention."

After saying that, Tu Zongyuan hung up the phone directly.

Thorn!

A harsh brake sound rang out, and a red convertible roadster suddenly stopped at the door of the Bamen Hotel.

"Brother! Get in the car!"

Tu Su lifted up his hair and giggled at Shen Lang.

"Why do you go?"
Chapter completed!