Yan Jiu yawned again: "Next time for sure."

After discovering it was a misunderstanding.

Lang Zongyi found it difficult to look at himself directly.

He looked past Yan Jiu.

He looked toward the interrogation room.

Lang Zongyi hadn't forgotten what Yan Jiu had said before she came out.

The mermaid's scales shattered from fright at Yan Jiu.

I recalled Yan Jiu's words about not knowing how to conduct interrogations.

Lang Zongyi said with certainty, "So you weren't being low-key not long ago, but rather introducing yourself."

Yan Jiu: "..." Discussing my senior brother's linguistic artistry.

She grinned.

Lang Zongyi's lips curled into a smile, but he quickly suppressed it, pursed his lips, and turned to leave.

Yan Jiu looked at the person shrouded in desolation.

I really wanted to follow up and ask more questions.

But she knew she couldn't get the answer from Lang Zongyi, so she turned to Ma Weiwei.

Yan Jiu asked in confusion, "Don't you think our director is acting a bit strangely, especially when he's dealing with merfolk?"

They learned of Yan Jiu's purpose in coming.

Ma Weiwei put down her work: "If we were to say which race the always impartial and incorruptible Director would most like to have listed as endangered, the merfolk would be the first to be listed. That incident happened when I first joined the Special Affairs Bureau, and besides the Director, only Liu Fei and Huo Yu knew about it."

Four years ago.

She was just an intern under Liu Fei.

The siege of the water fortress.

She is not qualified to participate yet.

It was precisely because she was not qualified at that time that she was not included in the list of those who sacrificed their lives on April 13.

After the Demon Management Bureau collapsed, a special bureau took its place, and its first director was a gentle and refined man.

It was also the one who led Lang Zongyi to act fairly.

But this very person, whom Lang Zongyi respected so much, is now forever buried at the bottom of Shuizhai Lake.

Ma Weiwei led Yan Jiu to the archives room.

She stood at the door.

Ma Weiwei said, "Senior, please go in. I'll keep watch outside."

Yan Jiu nodded.

Step into the archives room, which exudes a somber atmosphere.

The sealed S-level file has been found.

Yan Jiu hadn't forgotten Huo Yu's request for her help at the Chu family's house. He had told her that the ruins of the water village held a secret.

Yan Jiu opened the file.

I came across a long-forgotten story.

The Special Bureau inherited many of the "last wishes" of the Demon Management Bureau and became a force to fight against evil.

However.

There is a rose cross in front.

Behind it lies the Mysterious Gate.

The special agency is completely futile.

Four years ago.

The last undercover agent of the Demon Management Bureau risked his life to deliver a bombshell message—the stronghold of the Rose Cross.

The special agency members thought they had found their hideout.

Little did they know that it was a trap set by the Rose Cross in collusion with the Merfolk, in order to capture all the elites of the Special Task Force and leave the Special Task Force with no time to hinder the Rose Cross's operations.

The special bureau suffered heavy losses.

Lang Zongyi stepped down to the second line.

This is enough to demonstrate the success of the Rose Cross.

Yan Jiu's fingertips glided over the cold words.

One hundred and seventeen people departed.

Only three people survived.

The few sentences summarized on a thin sheet of paper represent countless bloody human lives.

Those who saw it were deeply moved.

What about the author?

As a survivor at the time, the pressure and guilt that Lang Zongyi bore can be imagined.

How Lang Zongyi managed to support himself and the Special Bureau over the past four years remains unknown.

Yan Jiu's eyes were slightly red at the corners.

She found the file of the first director of the Special Affairs Bureau.

Zhong Pingquan, male, 43 years old, the 10th head of the Zhong family of the Xuanmen sect, formerly served as the deputy director of the Demon Management Bureau...

Yan Jiu has a lot of feelings about the surname Zhong, because her master's surname is Zhong, and now there is another reason.

She slowly closed the file.

Then.

They found Lang Zongyi in his office.

Lang Zongyi didn't even look up: "Impossible."

Yan Jiu pressed her hands on the table, puzzled, and asked, "Why can't we restart the file?"

She knew that Lang Zongyi hadn't yet moved on from the Shuizhai Ruins case, and she wanted to help him get through it.

The secret hidden in the ruins of the water village is a secret that could inject fresh blood into the Special Investigations Bureau.

Otherwise, Huo Yu wouldn't have gone to the trouble of secretly investigating the source of the water for so long.

Restart the archive.

Uncover secrets.

She can be the primary person in charge.

Lang Zongyi was well aware of the dangers of the water fortress ruins, and it was precisely because Yan Jiu insisted on being in charge that he would not agree.

The special agency cannot withstand a second wave of turmoil.

He could get into trouble.

The chief consultant cannot.

Lang Zongyi remained expressionless: "The merman royal family member Xiluo sacrificed her own flesh and soul to stabilize the underground spring. What are you going to do? Replace her and become the sacrifice?"

The Special Task Force's initial deployment.

This also resulted in countless deaths and injuries among the merfolk.

However, Lang Zongyi could not hate the Merfolk as much as he hated the Rosary Cross, because they eventually realized that the Merfolk were nothing more than a pawn on a chessboard.

The player holding the chess pieces never showed up.

To make up for the mistake of easily trusting the Rosicrucian Cross and harming the Special Agency and the Merfolk.

The stream willingly falls into the spring.

Block the endless flow of dark power.

The Rose Cross used the Merfolk to turn the water fortress into a battlefield, perhaps because there really was a magical artifact in the spring.

But.

The power of darkness is extraordinary.

It's not worth taking the risk for a magical artifact whose very existence is uncertain.

Yan Jiu couldn't help but sigh.

Her senior brother is too kind, what should she do!

Yan Jiu couldn't tell Lang Zongyi directly that she could absorb the power of darkness.

She changed the subject to a less awkward one.

Yan Jiu sighed and said, "That last remaining merman is indeed a bit suspicious. What do you plan to get out of her?"

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