Jiang Yuanhao glanced at them symbolically, then his gaze fell on Shui Changdong.
It's said that the Mysterious Bureau has all sorts of talents and eccentricities, but Shui Changdong in front of me seems quite normal.
"Hello, I am Jiang Yuanhao. Mr. Changdong, please have a seat." Jiang Yuanhao politely gestured for him to sit, and his assistant immediately brought him coffee.
"Mr. Changdong, are you here for my brother? I'm sorry, he hasn't come back since the accident." Jiang Yuanhao frowned, looking worried about Jiang Yichen.
“No, Jiang Yichen’s matter is handled by a specific person. I’m not here because of him,” Shui Changdong replied, mentally reviewing what Ge Wen had taught him before.
Act aloof and don't give Jiang Yuanhao any face; be as arrogant as you can be.
Of course, one should also be polite when necessary, lest one be perceived as a rude person in the Bureau of Mystery.
"You didn't come here because of my brother?" Jiang Yuanhao frowned, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
If it wasn't for Jiang Yichen, it couldn't possibly be because of him, right?
He doesn't seem to have done anything that would attract the attention of the Bureau of Mysteries.
Jiang Yuanhao mentally reviewed the situation and finally realized that he hadn't done anything recently.
"I came here for He Sheng. I believe President Jiang is familiar with He Sheng." Shui Changdong picked up his coffee, took a sip, and put it down.
"He Sheng!" Jiang Yuanhao exclaimed in surprise.
He hadn't heard that name for about six months.
"Yes, He Sheng is the apprentice of Luo Jiao, a traitor in our Secret Bureau. Luo Jiao was arrested, but He Sheng has been missing for a long time."
"According to the investigation by the Bureau of Mysteries, He Sheng also worked for Luo Jiao before his disappearance. He killed his girlfriend and then attempted to resurrect her by creating a ghost child. He was an utterly wicked sorcerer."
“He Sheng has learned Luo Jiao’s skills and inherited his ruthlessness and methods. Letting him out there will endanger society.”
"But He Sheng has been missing for more than half a year, and the Mysterious Bureau cannot find any trace of him. According to the investigation results, He Sheng had contact with you, President Jiang, before he disappeared."
"Mr. Jiang, do you know He Sheng's whereabouts?"
Shui Changdong paused deliberately when he said this, and his questioning gaze fell on Jiang Yuanhao.
His gaze shifted, and Jiang Yuanhao felt as if a python was lurking and watching him, making him break out in a cold sweat.
Even so, he dared not show any fear.
Jiang Yuanhao quickly adjusted his mindset and pretended to be calm, saying, "I do know He Sheng. He is a mysterious and highly skilled person. I asked him to read my birth chart and also asked him to check my feng shui. We became familiar with each other after a while."
"Since Mr. Changdong is conducting an investigation, he should know that the Jiang family is in the real estate business, and real estate people believe most in feng shui."
“Every time I look at properties or construction projects, I ask Mr. He to take a look.”
“Not only myself, but I also introduced many friends to him for feng shui consultations, so I had more contact with Mr. He.”
"I never imagined that Mr. He, besides being a feng shui master and performing rituals for the deceased, was also a murderer..."
Jiang Yuanhao explained, a look of surprise appearing on his face as he said the last sentence, as if he really knew nothing about it.
“Before Mr. He disappeared, I did contact him and asked him to take a look at the feng shui of Fushui Community for me.”
“Mr. Changdong should have heard about the columbarium in Fushui Community. Actually, my first choice was not Jiang Yuan, but He Sheng. After all, I have been working with him for so long, and I would feel more at ease if he came to look at the feng shui for me. But at that time I could not contact He Sheng, so I considered Jiang Yuan.”
“After the incident at the columbarium, I tried to contact Mr. He again, but I couldn’t reach him. Since then, I have lost contact with him and have had no further contact or interaction with him.”
"So, I don't know where He Sheng is either."
"I'm sorry, I can't help Mr. Changdong."
Jiang Yuanhao said regretfully.
He had previously contacted He Sheng offline. The most the Mysterious Bureau could find out was that he had visited He Sheng, but they could make up whatever he wanted to do with it.
As for the phone, he did call Mr. He after the incident at Fushui Community, but the call went unanswered.
After that, he simply treated He's life and death as his own.
Luo Jiao was arrested a long time ago. If the Mysterious Bureau wanted to investigate, they wouldn't have only discovered now that Luo Jiao had a disciple named He Sheng.
Why did they have to come at this crucial moment?
As Jiang Yuanhao pondered this, another question arose in his mind.
The Secret Service's arrival couldn't have been more ill-timed.
"Do you know his master, Luo Jiao?" Shui Changdong continued to ask.
"I know him, but I don't know Master He's name. I only know that he has a master who is more powerful than him. I have met his master once or twice before."
“His master was a strange person. He always hid in his room and never went out. When I met him, I felt something was... eerie.”
"But without a doubt, his magic is more powerful than He Sheng's."
Jiang Yuanhao readily admitted it.
Since Shui Changdong asked this question, it must mean that they found out he had been in contact with Luo Jiao.
If he denies it, then everything he said before will be considered a lie in Shui Changdong's mind.
His open admission is more convincing.
“After He Sheng disappeared, I asked his master for a small favor, and I never saw his master again after that.”
"I never expected that his master was a traitor to the Secret Service."
Jiang Yuanhao asked in surprise.
He genuinely didn't know Luo Jiao's background; he only knew that he was a powerful sorcerer.
I never imagined he used to be a member of the Mysterious Bureau. He underestimated Luo Jiao.
However, Luo Jiao was also useless; he couldn't even handle Jiang Yuan.
In Jiang Yuanhao's mind now, anyone who can't handle Jiang Yuan is a piece of trash.
Afterwards, Shui Changdong asked some unimportant questions that were related to He Sheng or Luo Jiao, and Jiang Yuanhao answered them one by one.
Shui Changdong sat in his office for an hour before ending the conversation.
Jiang Yuanhao personally escorted Shui Changdong away.
As the elevator reached the first floor, just as they stepped out, someone bumped into them, causing Shui Changdong, who was caught off guard, to stumble backward.
But the old man who bumped into the person shouted indignantly, "What kind of person are you? Don't you watch where you're going? Are you blind? If you're blind, just donate your eyes."
"Ouch, my old bones must be broken from this collision! Pay up, pay up now!" The old man suddenly clutched his waist, arrogantly demanding payment, and then groaned a few more times, sounding like he was trying to scam someone.
Jiang Yuanhao looked at the old man who appeared out of nowhere and was about to ask the security guards to pull him out when Shui Changdong was a few steps faster than him. He swept past him like the wind, leaving only a blur, and was in front of the old man in the blink of an eye.
Without hesitation, Shui Changdong grabbed the old man by the collar and pulled him in front of him.
The old man was already hunched over and shorter than Shui Changdong. When Shui Changdong lifted him up, the old man had to stand on tiptoe, otherwise his body would be suspended in the air and he would be strangled by the collar.
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