Chapter 161: Too Much Bullying
As soon as she finished speaking, she took out a piece of talisman paper and stuck it on herself, then quickly hugged Wen Lingyue and Wan Yan with both hands.
After a dizzying moment, the three figures disappeared in the room in an instant. When they reappeared, they were already in the study of the Wen family villa.
Old Master Wen, who was reading in the study, was startled when he saw three people suddenly appear.
Master Wen's hand trembled and the book in his hand almost fell. He stood up quickly, his eyes full of surprise and confusion: "Ling Yue, Luo Luo, what are you doing..."
Before Master Wen could finish his words, Jia Luo ran over and hugged him: "Grandpa, I don't have time to explain to you now. I have to go to the special department to rescue my senior brother. I will explain to you when I come back!"
After saying that, he let go of Old Master Wen's hand and ran out of the study.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I ran into Old Mrs. Wen who was about to come in to give Old Mr. Wen some fruit.
"Lolo?"
Old Mrs. Wen called her in confusion, the fruit plate in her hand swaying slightly, her face full of concern: "When did you come back?"
Jia Luo was extremely anxious. He paused for a moment, rushed forward and hugged Old Lady Wen's legs, and said with red eyes: "Grandma, something happened to our senior brother. I have to go and save him quickly. I'll explain it to you when I come back!"
When Mrs. Wen heard this, her face turned pale instantly and she almost dropped the fruit plate in her hand: "Okay, okay, dear, you guys have to be careful, grandma has cooked dinner for you at home!"
Jia Luo nodded vigorously, turned around and rushed out the door.
Wan Yan and Wen Lingyue greeted the two and quickly followed behind. The three of them ran all the way to the yard of the villa.
At this time, there were lightning and thunder in the sky, and raindrops as big as beans began to fall down with a crackling sound.
The three of them got in the car, and Wan Yan couldn't help but say, "This rain is too heavy!"
As he spoke, he frowned, started the car, and moved the wipers quickly, but the pouring rain still made the road ahead look a little blurry.
Wen Lingyue looked at the heavy rain outside the car window and said worriedly, "The weather is really terrible. Wan Yan, drive slower. Safety first."
Wan Yan responded and slowed down the car slightly, but still maintained a fast speed.
Jia Luo sat in the back seat, looking out the window anxiously, his little hands tightly grasping the armrests of the seat, wishing the car could fly to the special department immediately.
The journey was supposed to take half an hour, but because of the heavy rain, it took several people an hour to arrive.
As soon as he arrived at the door of the special department, Jialuo jumped out of the car immediately, without even bothering to hold up an umbrella, and rushed towards the gate.
Jia Luo knocked hard on the door. After a moment, the door slowly opened and a strange face appeared in front of him.
Looking at the three people in front of him, the man looked them up and down for a few times before speaking: "Who are you looking for?"
"Looking for your minister, Mo Shu." Wan Yan said anxiously. The rain kept sliding down his cheeks, but he didn't bother to wipe it off.
The man frowned slightly, and asked with a hint of doubt: "Looking for the minister? Do you have an appointment?"
"Go tell him that Lolo is here and he will come to see me!" Jialuo said loudly.
The man snorted coldly and said, "Humph, no matter who you are, you can't see our minister without an appointment!"
The three were very surprised when they heard this.
Jia Luo stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes, looking at him in disbelief. His anxiety instantly turned into a hint of anger: "How could you do this?"
The man looked at them and tried to close the door without saying anything.
Wan Yanji immediately tried to stop them when he saw this. He stretched out a hand to hold the door that was about to close, with a look of anxiety on his face: "Brother, don't rush to close the door. We won't see your minister anymore. Can you help us find Shi Mo to come out?"
The man frowned even more tightly, and pushed the door hard, trying to push Wan Yan's hand away, and said in a cold tone: "Shi Mo? He is busy now and has no time to see you. You should leave quickly and stop making trouble here."
"This is too much!" Jia Luo said angrily, and then punched the man in the stomach.
The man let out a cry and instinctively curled up, with an expression of pain and surprise on his face.
He never expected that this girl who looked like a little glutinous rice dumpling would suddenly take action.
Jia Luo walked quickly inside, and the man endured the severe pain and stood in front of them again.
"Get out of here!"
The anger in Jia Luo's eyes seemed to burn the person in front of him to ashes.
She clenched her hands into fists, and spiritual energy surged around her body, as if she was going to force her way through unless the opponent did not dodge.
Wan Yan also stepped forward and stood side by side with Jia Luo. He stared at the person who was blocking the way with cold eyes and said, "Brother, we have been polite enough. No matter what, we are going to go in today. If you block us again, don't blame us for being rude."
"Someone come quickly, someone has broken into our special department!" the man shouted, and his voice echoed in the empty courtyard.
After a while, several people in black clothes rushed over from all directions and quickly surrounded Jialuo, Wan Yan and Wen Lingyue.
These people had alert eyes and held weapons tightly in their hands.
Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, a middle-aged man in the crowd suddenly widened his eyes, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and blurted out: "Lolo?"
Hearing this, Jia Luo quickly looked at him, with a flash of surprise in his eyes: "Uncle Zhao! I want to go in to find my senior brother, but this person won't let me in."
The man waved to the people behind him and said, "Put down your weapons, this is our chief's junior sister!"
The man who was beaten covered his stomach and said viciously: "You said she is the minister's junior sister, so she is the minister's junior sister. Don't forget that the special department is now under the unified management of Deputy Minister Lin!"
Zhao Lin sneered and said, "So what if it's Deputy Minister Lin? Minister Mo is the leader we truly recognize. He is sick now, and Luo Luo, as his junior sister, has the right to go in and see him. What's more, Minister Mo has been very kind to us brothers, and it is not reasonable for us to turn his junior sister away."
The man who was beaten was still unwilling to accept it and wanted to argue: "But this is against the rules..."
Zhao Lin's eyes darkened, and he scolded, "Rules are dead, but people are alive. Or are you guys lying to us from the beginning to the end? Minister Mo is not sick, but imprisoned by you?"
When Zhao Lin said this, everyone was shocked.
The beaten man's face flashed with panic, but he quickly pretended to be calm and said, "What nonsense are you talking about! The news that Minister Mo was sick was said by Deputy Minister Lin himself. You can't say that it was Deputy Minister Lin who imprisoned him, right?"
When Jia Luo heard the word "imprisonment", he felt nervous and looked at Zhao Lin and asked, "Uncle Zhao, you said that Senior Brother is sick? But I received a note from him telling me to return quickly, and then I couldn't contact him. What's going on?"
Zhao Lin frowned and said solemnly, "I don't know the details. I heard a few days ago that Minister Mo was ill and had been recuperating in seclusion, not wanting anyone to disturb him. But after hearing what you said today, I'm afraid things are not that simple."
"Where was your brother at that time?" Jia Luo asked.
"It's strange to say, ever since the minister fell ill, Shi Mo has also disappeared." Zhao Lin said as he led everyone into the special department, with a hint of doubt and worry in his eyes.
Jia Luo became more and more uneasy. She had a strong premonition that her senior brother and Shi Mo must have encountered great danger, and this danger was probably related to the forces within the special department.
Wan Yan walked up and whispered to Jia Luo: "Lolo, it's important to find Senior Brother and Shi Mo first."
Jia Luo frowned and nodded, took out the gift Mo Shu gave him from his bag, and collected Mo Shu's breath from it.
Then he took out the searching talisman, placed the gift that collected Mo Shu's breath on the searching talisman, and chanted a spell softly.
After a moment, the tracking talisman trembled slightly, emitting a faint blue light, and flew towards the depths of the special department.