"It's just a human factor?" Feng Rong was a little surprised. Even if someone really destroyed the monitoring array, the investigation efforts were not enough to be evaluated as a level A, so he said: "Explanation."

The leader of the formation team was a little ashamed, "Because we can't find artificial evidence."

He had clearly stated that the formation was damaged by humans, but he said that he could not find relevant evidence. Isn’t this a contradiction?

Feng Rong was a little puzzled, "Tell me about it in detail."

The leader of the formation group said: "I can monitor the formation because it was destroyed by human power, but all the warning spells and defense restrictions did not work. I believe that even Minister Darkness, you can't do this even if you come to test it yourself..." He paused for a while before frowned and said: "It's like there is a completely transparent person who can't even detect magic. He broke into the monitoring formation."

The statement the other party had difficulty describing made Feng Rong cautious, "meaning, can't find any clues about the intruder?"

"That's right."

Feng Rong frowned. These monitoring arrays gathered the efforts of countless formation masters. They have been monitoring the safety of the supernatural and human world for several years. Whether humans, gods, demons, ghosts, or special creatures, they are controlled. They can detect the slight fluctuations caused by various spiritual powers. They have never made any mistakes, and have never tried to be destroyed without leaving any traces. There is indeed no report of the invasion of the monitoring array... So he directly ordered the scene to be preserved, and the formation group of the headquarters sent people here, and told the leader of the formation group of the branch that he did not trust the other party, but needed a more certain investigation result. The leader said seriously: "I believe in my judgment, but I believe more in your ability to solve this matter."

Feng Rong smiled at him with a very shallow smile, with a little encouragement and praise. He was very happy that he could understand his actions that were similar to doubting the other party's abilities. The team leader was stunned when he saw this. He was a little excited at first, and then he laughed.

Dai Cinxu was staring at them all the time. He was really a little excited by the action tonight. He had many questions to ask, but he couldn't think of where to ask. Then Lin Yingkong diverted his attention and sent them back to report everything today with the head of the Dai family. Fei Rong, who was standing beside him, gloating: "That guy is finished. He actually stared at the minister for more than three minutes. Lin Yingkong will kill him."

"Don't say Assistant Lin is so cruel," Zhu Mengtian waved his hand. "At least, his life can be saved before the Dai family reaches a cooperation with us~" The Dai family is one of the leaders of those traditional stubborn elements. They turned to the Ling Security Bureau, and the next minions are no problem.

"Is this statement more brutal? Is it better to squeeze out the residual value or something..." Cheng Xiaodai complained.

"So can we go back?" Ding Youlan was thinking about going back to the headquarters to show the experimental data of the space force stabilizer just now to the people in the equipment team. There were several problems that needed to be modified, and the size was slightly larger, so it would be better if it could be improved into a portable type.

"We have to wait until the formation group and the alien beast group hand over the results of the formation damage and the alien beast's violence and movement, we will investigate the specific reasons. Now," Di Bingqiao smiled slightly, "We can still catch up with the Christmas dance that started twenty minutes ago."

Fei Rong was immediately excited, "That's right, Christmas dance! Let's go!"

So forty minutes later, all the staff of the field team of the General Office returned to the headquarters and, with a 7-to-one advantage - silence was counted as the default vote of agreement - overwhelmed the opinions of opponent Ding Youlan. All the staff changed out of their bloody clothes and went to the carnival at the headquarters.

The Christmas dinner is still going on, and the food on the table is constantly being served and maintained heat. Many officials who have just returned from the mission have started to have a big feast, so the lively level here is no different from before they left. No, it should be said that the atmosphere is even stronger, because rows of tables and benches have been moved to the side, and the middle is expanded into a huge dance floor. The four walls have turned into transparent glass, reflecting the light snow outside, and there is a band on the edge of the dance floor.

The music was played live, and the melodious and joyful music was echoing. The Minister of the Spirit Logistics Department Toronus actually sang in a gentle voice with a microphone next to the band. It has to be said that the angel is worthy of being a legendary race. Although the character of the Minister of the Spirit Logistics Department seems a bit different, at this time he sang with his eyes closed. Few people can understand the language belonging to the Western heaven, but the Qingling's voice cleanses his heart and lungs regardless of race, causing many men and women to look at him to shine.

Because of the previous battle, the members of the field team of the General Office went straight to the table and ate first as soon as they came in. With Toronus's singing as a meal, many people probably had to eat tonight. Feng Rong gently sipped a glass of white wine, and the spicy taste poured into his stomach through his throat. He thought in his heart that Toronus would definitely escape to his office with a sad face to take refuge tomorrow - this colleague is not very good at dealing with enthusiastic suitors, but unfortunately he never thought about the possible serious consequences before every time he appeared in a high-profile manner, such as being overwhelmed by love letters or being chased and blocked.

Then Feng Rong saw Lin Yingkong, who was sitting next to him, ran to the band at some point. After Toronus finished singing a song, he leaned over and said a few words to him. Toronus turned his head and looked at Feng Rong, found him accurately, and showed him a big smile. Feng Rong made an inquiry action, not understanding why he suddenly came over, but Toronus did not answer, but he just turned around and continued to talk to his assistant. Soon, Lin Yingkong left Toronus and walked back through the crowd. At this time, the band changed a song. Toronus picked up the microphone again, and with his gentle humming, the familiar prelude and lyrics stunned Feng Rong slightly - "Everything/i/do", the only familiar English song he was familiar with.

“look/into/my/eyes looked into my eyes

you/will/see you will find

what/you/mean/to/me What do you mean to me..."

Lin Yingkong returned to him, bent down at him, made an invitation gesture, and smiled, "Mr. merrychristmas, Minister, dance with me."

伴随着他的动作,周围围观的人群发出惊叹的哗声一片,起哄的尖叫声和口哨声络绎不绝,有人估计是喝多了胆肥了,还爬到桌子上大喊“嫁给他吧部长”,然后就被部长死忠粉拖去角落里套麻袋揍一顿了,总办公室助理三组的组长桃子正好也在这里,一激动就是漫天桃花乱飞,把整个大厅渲染得像是童话里的国王盛宴.人群起哄的中心里,封容有些不知所措地僵住,从没有人告诉他应该怎么面对恋人这样的邀请,不过在外人看来他的样子像是不太高兴,似乎不愿意这么高调.林映空却看得懂他的情绪,维持着不动,再次开口,声音绵软,像是诱哄:“一支舞,就当是送给我的圣诞礼物.”

Feng Rong raised her head and looked at Lin Yingkong's smiling eyes. The muscles on his face also uncontrollably relaxed. He whispered in the hustle and bustle of the sky and pink flower rain: "Twelve o'clock has passed, and Cinderella's magic has expired."

No one can understand the minister's words, but it certainly does not include the person in front of him. Lin Yingkong's invitation gesture did not change at all. He only smiled a little, but incorporated more things that could be called steady and responsible. "It doesn't matter without magic. You have become a well-deserved king, and I am your most loyal follower, the past, present, and future, all."

Feng Rong was silent, then put his hand into his flat hand, held it tightly, and stood up, he said, "No, you are the messenger who guided the king forward."

"My honor." Lin Yingkong said in a tone that seemed even solemn, as he said, walking ahead and leading him to the dance floor. People gave way to these two eye-catching couples like Moses splitting the sea, showing their blessings.

Lin Yingkong took him to the center of the dance floor, stood still, hugged him and turned an elegant spin, and followed Toronus's singing into the dancing crowd. He approached Feng Rong's ear and said softly: "The angel's singing brings blessings, and I believe that God will give favors regardless of race."

Feng Rong clumsyly followed his dance steps. This was a bit surprising to people who were all-powerful in their impression, but not surprising, because the Minister of the Ling Law Enforcement Department had never promised anyone to invite him to dance in public. In his impression, he only attended a dinner a few years ago by Baili Mengyan for people who were not affiliated with the Ministry of Education but contributed to the supernatural community. He studied the dance steps of the two alone in the room alone facing the computer. Unfortunately, Baili Mengyan did not give him this opportunity. He only showed up on the dinner day and left. He had done a long time of psychological construction and was wasted.

A little longer, the mother, who had not broken her legs, dressed herself up brightly and in the small room, she was on a shabby radio and stomped on the lonely dance steps alone. It was the only time he and her danced with her. After her youth had passed away, she heard the familiar rhythm many years later, and opened her arms in vain and hugged the air and danced wildly, as if she was hugging the person who loved her all her life. Unfortunately, she never danced with that person until her death.

But Lin Yingkong is different. From the past to the present, he has never tried to disappoint him, and he promised his same future - this is not a comparison, but he needs to remember that he must cherish this hard-earned relationship.

The past and reality intertwined, as if they were a different world. Feng Rong silently drove away the memories and responded to him: "I thought you believed more that you could fulfill your promises than pray for God's favor."

"I'm glad that the minister trusts me so much," Lin Yingkong laughed, accommodated his pace, "but of course the more blessings, the better. I hope the whole world knows--no one can separate us."

The bright light of the crystal lamp above his head fell, and Feng Rong clearly saw the gentle but unchangeable firmness on his face, and the deep affection in his eyes. No matter how many times Feng Rong had questioned in his heart that such passionate love would make this young man burn and extinguish it, but at this moment, he suddenly believed that Lin Yingkong was indeed willing to bear his promise and did not break his promise as time passed.

"As long as you persist, no one can separate us...you know," Feng Rong whispered, "I have never taken the initiative to let go of anyone's hand."

"I can't either," Lin Yingkong hugged him, gave up those perfect dance steps, leaned against his head, and swayed gently, muttering and affectionately, "You should believe that what maintains us is not just love." Even if they abandon these, they are still comrades who know each other's life and death, partners who live together day and night, friends who share tacit understanding, and the closest existence that no one in the world can interfere. Even if one day love will disappear, the remaining feelings cannot make him let go of this person's hand.

The powerful barrier built on the atrium over the years collapsed in an instant, and Fengrong gathered his soft mood. He closed his eyes and hugged the other party back, preventing the other party from seeing his slightly wet eyes. However, his voice was unprecedentedly calm: "Lin Yingkong, don't lie to me, I will kill you."

"Remember your current mood, Minister," Lin Yingkong said, with a firm speech, "No matter what happens in the future, what choices will you and me face, or death will take you and me... I will not change my original intention - if there is one day, you will kill me."

Article 13 of the Covenant established by the Spiritual Security Bureau: If you join the Spiritual Security Bureau to protect the person you love, the person you love, or anything you are willing to protect, then don’t forget your original intention whether you face glory or death.

He didn't join for him, but stayed for him.

Feng Rong was silent, nodded and smiled. Such a smile finally made people see that he was still a young man under thirty years old and would be vivid because of his feelings. He said: "Okay."

“you/know/it's/true You know it's right

Everything/i/do Everything I do

i/do/it/for/you are all for you…”

Looking at Lin Feng and the others who were not outstanding in dancing on the dance floor but were warm and affectionate, Fei Rong dug a large spoonful of cream cake and stuffed it into her mouth, and said vaguely: "The Minister and Assistant Lin have really decided, right? The Minister won't remember his first love, right?"

God knows why Lin Yingkong said that the minister was rejected for nine years and was rejected, so scared that they shook when they thought about it. Unfortunately, all the forces were gathered in the field team of the General Office, but they did not find who the legendary warrior was. They questioned several times whether it was Lin Yingkong's donkey. If they found it, they would beat them. Although they didn't know that their minister was the one who was sorry to others in some ways. At this time, Lin Yingkong actually captured the minister's fortress without warning. He was obviously still because of unknown reasons some time ago, and they were almost together day and night, but they didn't notice what happened between Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong from confessing their love to agreeing to be together, so they were a little worried that Lin Yingkong was shaving his head and was so hot.

Who made them unable to see through Feng Rong's thoughts? Although he was not completely paralyzed, he always had a very good mood. Lin Yingkong usually tangled him with a single arrow. After the relationship between the two was exposed on Singles' Day, Lin Yingkong tried every means to declare sovereignty. Feng Rong had no words. When the fan club was overwhelmed and found fault, Feng Rong did not show up. Outsiders didn't know that the field team of the General Office was always watching. At the beginning, they were indignant about Lin Yingkong's abducting minister. After a long time, they were a little worried.

I was worried that Lin Yingkong would be the one who would be sad. After all, in their opinion, Feng Rong's face was cold and heart-warming. It is very likely that Lin Yingkong was cute and gentle, so he made him give in. In addition, at that time, Assistant Lin pulled him back from the brink of life and death. What's the promise of saving his life? They don't believe that Lin Yingkong takes advantage of others' danger, but they don't believe that the minister's mind has not turned around. To a certain extent, if Feng Rong agreed too casually, it would be not very fair to Lin Yingkong, who had been in love with him for many years, but now...

Ding Youlan tilted his head, "Minister is not considered a first love, right? He hasn't even fallen in love," but then again, why must it be a first love? Has the minister never been photographed before? Ding Youlan thought about it and found that the point of the problem should be: "Assistant Lin is so good, will the minister still want others?"

Zhu Mengtian was so happy to cut the tender black pepper steak on the plate, "Don't worry, look at those two people, the singles are almost crying." Whether they are in love or not, you will know when you see the aura of the two people together. His conclusion is the most convincing.

"Yes, I'm almost blind," Di Bingqiao felt a little depressed, "It made me want to find a corpse to fall in love."

Everyone: "..." Is it really good to talk about such a heavy taste at this time?

Cheng Xiaodai looked envious, "I want to dance too!"

Zhu Mengtian glanced at him and smiled wickedly, "Little kid, even if you become an adult version, you are actually a minor, so behave obediently... Hey hey, Rongzi, this is my steak!"

Fei Rong pulled the steak he had just cut into front of him, held a knife and fork and threatened: "You cut another portion, I will eat it quickly and invite the minister to dance!"

Di Bingqiao divided the steak halfway, "I want to invite Assistant Lin too!"

Taking advantage of Xiaodai's pouting, he grabbed Mr. Hanba who was eating a steak next to him, "Brother Jingbai, you dance with me!"

E Jingbai, who was not involved in their discussion at all: "…?!"

Zhu Mengtian was very sad, "Are none of you going to invite me?"

That being said, the men in the field team of the General Office were invited by the only two girls to dance a dance. The Minister and Assistant Lin also gave him face and had a holiday privilege. It was not until Feng Rong reminded them that they still had a task tomorrow and went back to rest reluctantly.

Headquarters community.

Because Feng Rong didn't eat much blood when he went on mission tonight, but instead drank a lot of wine, he danced with them a few more dances, and rushed up. When he returned to 501, he felt a little dizzy, so he found the key and opened the door. He walked in and said, "Yingkong, go back, breakfast..."

Halfway through his words, a strong force came from behind him and hugged him. The door was "slammed" and a burning kiss fell heavily on his neck, making him tremble involuntarily, and his voice trembled. He coughed dryly and cleared his throat, "Yingkong..."

Lin Yingkong did not answer, slightly turned his body to face him, staring at his face in the darkness, his eyes were astonishingly bright. Before Feng Rong could analyze what his eyes meant, Lin Yingkong kissed his lips, without any prelude, went deeper and bitten hard. Feng Rong took a breath of air conditioning, his waist was tightened, trying to turn his head, but one hand inserted into his black hair to suppress him from letting him escape, his lips tossed and crushed between his lips and tongue, all showing that this was a man's strength. The other party's inability to refuse made Feng Rong feel a little drowsy, and his feet were involuntarily backed back, and then tripped by the sofa. The two of them fell on it together, but the intimate contact was not interrupted. The heavy male body pressed on him and kept asking for kisses from him.

The street light outside refracted the dim light, and poured half of the windows that were not covered by the curtains on the two people who overlapped each other. The ambiguous breathing was particularly abrupt in the dark. There was a little snow hanging on their heavy windbreakers. The body temperature of the two people was entangled and rubbed together gradually melted. The buttons on the suit of the sealing suit collapsed, and the fabric spread to both sides. The hem of the shirt was pulled out by Lin Yingkong and was rubbed into fine

The wrinkles were replaced by a hand and crawled in. They squeezed his waist vigorously, slid up along the spine line, rubbing hard. The bone-eroded touch made Feng Rong breathe heavily until the melted snow water dripped on his exposed skin along the corner of his clothes. The icy feeling made Feng Rong shudder. He turned his head and got rid of Lin Yingkong's lips and tried hard to sit up, but the other party refused to move. He gritted his teeth and said, "Lin, Yingkong!"

It is rare for the minister to be so emotional. Lin Yingkong's lips lingered on his chin reluctantly, and replied vaguely: "Hmm?"

The soft voice of the usual days became low and hoarse at this time. Unfortunately, Feng Rong couldn't be confused and awakened. He pulled Lin Yingkong's hand out with his own strength, pushed his head away, and continued to grit his teeth: "Don't use tricks!"
Chapter completed!