Qin Kun and Olein stayed for a month.

Then Guan Fengqiang asked for a signed departure order and personally sent Olein onto the plane.

Outside the airport, twelve black cars lined up, and twelve investigators from the General Administration of Spiritual Investigation and Feng Qiang, the director of the Bureau, were waiting for Qin Kun to appear.

The identity of the investigator is half a level higher than that of the group leaders in various places.

Not responsible for specific affairs, and will not guard a certain area in a fixed position, but the level of power is very high and the degree of freedom is also very high.

These investigators are all strangers from the General Administration of Spiritual Investigation. At this moment, they are eyeing Qin Kun with a very ugly expression.

"Qin Kun, I need an explanation."

Feng Qiang, the leader, wore a suit and tie today.

The May wind is filled with sunshine, but Feng Qiang does not have it. The rigidity and severity may be his always-on appearance.

Feng Qiang had a calm face. What happened today was simply ridiculous.

He had acquainted with Qin Kun very early, and he believed that Qin Kun had his own reasons. However, the destruction of the Wuzhou Spiritual Investigation General Administration was not enough to calm their anger.

Outside the airport, Yishui's suit and sunglasses.

The evil aura is hidden in the eyes and is covered by sunglasses, but the momentum exposed is still imposing.

Qin Kun was wearing an ordinary shirt and glanced at everyone present, and his eyes stopped on Feng Qiang.

"What you want, right."

Qin Kun's expression remained unchanged. He took out his notebook of notes and handed it to Feng Qiang three pages privately.

The sound of tearing the paper was enough to arouse everyone's curiosity. Feng Qiang took the three pages of paper and looked at it for a while. His cold face gradually faded and he gradually became calm. He turned around and handed the three pages of paper to everyone for circulating.

"Do you still have any questions about what I give Qin Kun privilege?"

Feng Qiang looked at the twelve investigators and asked.

On three pages, there are seven folk strongholds of the Black Soul Sect in China, and there are large tombs everywhere, and there are 30 believers affiliated with the Black Soul Sect on it.

Everyone was startled and whispered.

Feng Qiang was not here to question Qin Kun this time, he just wanted to give an explanation to his subordinates, and this information was enough.

"Will it be fake?"

Feng Qiang hugged Qin Kun's shoulder and pulled him aside.

"Won't."

Feng Qiang gave himself a lot of convenience. In order to make him feel at ease, Qin Kun simply told him all, "In fact, it took less than a month to ask her those tricks. During this period, I mainly asked my subordinates to confirm the correctness of these strongholds."

Qin Kun smiled slightly: "A saint is not scary. These dark thunders are what we worry about, aren't we?"

Qin Kun thought that the deal was not a loss when he used the life of a saint to exchange for the place where the dark thunder was distributed. After all, he promised that Olein would not hurt her name, and that the only thing left to make up for the General Administration of Spiritual Investigation is these pitiful worms who are still in dispersed.

Feng Qiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and this result was above the passing.

After the 12 investigators had finished circulating, an older scar-faced man stepped forward and looked at Feng Qiang: "Boss, let's take a step first. Mr. Qin, this information is enough to offset your mistakes. I hope you will not act arbitrary again next time."

The scarred man tapped three pages of paper with his fingers, snorted coldly, and took a group of people away.

Hey……

Qin Kun looked at Feng Qiang incredibly: "Old Feng, I have such a great contribution, but this person is not convinced?"

Feng Qiang at least gave him his identity and was a dignified deputy. It would be fine if he didn't agree with it, but what's his attitude...

Feng Qiang comforted: "Qin Kun, Bao Investigator, and the 'Shui Snake' who died in Wuzhou City are all friends who have lived for life. They have failed to catch all their enemies in one go. Naturally, they are angry, so you can bear it."

Qin Kun shrugged, for all, human nature may be in some sense, for investigators Bao, avenging the "Sharp Gun" and "Shui Snake" and others is more important than learning about these information.

Ideological construction must be strengthened...

...

Wuzhou International Airport.

After leaving the airport, Qin Kun and Feng Qiang drove back to the city.

Feng Qiang came from Yanjing specifically. He was not in a hurry to go back this time. He first settled down his work in Wuzhou and also went to Linjiang City with Qin Kun.

The bureau chief in his 50s left an assistant to accompany him this time. He was less than 30 years old. The young man was very strong. He drove all the way to the city. Qin Kun listened to Feng Qiang's introduction that this was his son.

Soul-Swinging Road, Spiritual Detective Department.

A familiar place, Qin Kun took care of the matter here last time. Now, after the replenishment of people, the remaining Captain Meng has become much more relaxed.

Sometimes, the living is more painful than the dead.

Captain Meng often smokes cigarettes alone, staring at the house in the yard in a daze, and his brothers fighting side by side were all dead. Captain Meng could not face life calmly. He was not a person who was afraid of death, but was favored by fate, so he seemed even more miserable to live.

There are still a few acquaintances in the yard.

The Huanggu monk from Kuzhu Temple, the Taoist Zhao from Feishui Mountain, and the Hei Po from Caotou Village. These heroes from the martial arts world were twisted together by Qin Kun last time, and they also put down their grudges and temporarily helped the place.

"Master Qin?"

"It's Master Qin who is here!"

"Master Qin! Long time no see!"

Taoist Master Zhao Wumian from Feishui Mountain and Hei Po from Caotou Village are the most enthusiastic.

The two of them had the only ones who had fought with Qin Kun. They knew that Qin Kun was very powerful. Last time Qin Kun came to Wuzhou City and got on the same boat with Qin Kun, their lair was also well built and they admired Qin Kun very much.

Captain Meng looked at the people around Qin Kun, a little confused.

Captain Meng had never seen Feng Qiang's face and didn't know who this person was. Feng Qiang also instructed him when he came, so Qin Kun did not reveal his identity.

"Captain Meng, Taoist Master Zhao, Hei Sangu, Master Huanggu, long time no see."

Qin Kun smiled and said, "I have something to do in Wuzhou, so come and have a look. I didn't expect you are all here."

Master Zhao, the Hei Po grinned and said, "Master Qin, a righteous man from the world, can't stand the trouble of his fellow soldiers. Captain Meng is short of people here for the time being. I have nothing to do, so come and make up for my number."

The strength of this group of people is much stronger than Captain Meng. Qin Kun feels relieved, and Feng Qiang is also relieved. He walks around here and refuses their invitation to treat him to dinner. Qin Kun and Feng Qiang leave.

At night, Wuzhou City City Chenghuang Temple.

There were not many people on the street, and a very dim alley. Feng Qiang stood there with his hands on his back. His son next to him asked, "Dad, I did not speak for a day after you asked."

Feng Qiang hummed lightly in his nose and nodded: "Do you want to talk now?"

"Yes, I don't think that Qin Kun is not very powerful either. He is just a sect in the world. What do I want to learn from him? Haven't I seen enough of the world over the years?"

The young man is Feng Dong, Feng Qiang's only son, and one of the twelve investigators of the General Administration of Spiritual Investigation.

Feng Dong was wearing gloves and holding a cigarette in his mouth, exactly the same as Feng Qiang when he was young.

Feng Qiang had a expressionless face: "You have seen not many worlds."

Feng Dong was not convinced and wanted to argue. Qin Kun said not far away: "The car is coming, just don't have a conflict later."

A hearse with a gas bag and black curtains slowly drove up, which was even more advanced than those in Linjiang City. There were white flowers in front and a large chant written on it.

Feng Dong was dumbfounded. Looking at the driver again, he looked at him, and there was no human appearance. His face was pierced by iron tools, and he didn't know where to go half of the sky spirit cover.

Feng Qiang said: "At least you have never seen the hearse that is walking in the dark, have you? Keep up with it."
Chapter completed!