I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 318 Murderous Awe (4000)

Uncle Feng wanted to say it.

Leaders, I understand.

Being an official in this chaotic era depends on power and background. If you have no power or background, you are either cannon fodder or a scapegoat. My experience in the past few decades is an example!
I was tossed around in a tornado, except for the bitterness and countless stares, I didn't get any honor, and I didn't keep anything...

But at this moment, looking at Section Chief Yang's kind and gentle eyes, and looking at the envious police officer below, can he express these feelings?

It's not stupid to be old-fashioned, he's crazy to speak out what's on his mind?
Therefore, what he said was: "Thank you for the promotion of the section chief, and thank you for your applause. What I want to say is that no matter what difficulties you encounter, no matter what troubles you encounter, don't despair, let alone give up on yourself. This It’s not that you don’t have back pain when you stand and talk, looking at the entire police force, there are not many people who can be as miserable as I was before, but don’t I see hope now? After all the disasters, I will finally see the light!”

"Good!" Yang Kun smiled and took the lead in applauding.

Seeing this situation, what can the police officers in the audience do?

Applause, brothers.

Whoever is not aggressive, whoever is perfunctory, in case the leader sees it...

Do you have a problem with your superiors? !
Uncle Feng, who had been drifting for a while, actually understood that what he said was quite satisfactory. Fortunately, his status as a fan was too high, so this burden was very loud...

"Thank you section chief, thank you everyone." There was nothing to say about this, Uncle Feng first bowed slightly to Yang Kun, and then bowed slightly to all the police officers.

The bow at this moment is not to be low-key and small, but to be polite and respectful after gaining confidence, and it is a feedback to the smiles on the faces and applause of all the people present.

Even he himself didn't think of it.

I gritted my teeth and stiffened my waist for most of my life. After I had a backer and confidence, I "softened" it...

Meeting people is really mysterious.

"Uncle Feng, your niece is here."

After the entire commendation meeting was successfully concluded, the guards on the periphery squeezed to Uncle Feng's side among the flowing crowd.

It wasn't that he wanted to use this opportunity to watch the entire commendation meeting, it was simply that the people standing in front of him were all police officers, and everyone had a higher police rank than him.

The first level of officialdom crushes people to death, and he doesn't even have the courage to make the other party spread the word, let alone push these people away and move forward.

"Thank you." Uncle Feng is very aware of the hardships of the low-level police officers, so even if he faces a guard, he still expresses his gratitude solemnly.

But this should be a proper thank you, but it moved the guard greatly, and his affection for Uncle Feng doubled.

In front of the police station.

With her back facing the gate of the police station, A-Lian sat on the very edge of the stone steps, gesticulating various hand shadows against the setting sun in boredom.

"Is it fun?" Uncle Feng stepped out quickly, and came behind her with a calm face.

"Uncle." Alian stood up suddenly, her smile was more beautiful than the setting sun: "Are you off work?"

"Get off work, let's go, go home." Uncle Feng nodded.

A-Lian bouncingly followed him, turned her head and said: "I heard from the guard brother that you may be promoted, how about it, have you been promoted?"

"It's just a second-level police officer, not even a sheriff, let alone an officer." Uncle Feng said modestly.

A-Lian smiled and said, "It's great to be promoted. I remember when you were still in Fucheng, you were only a third-level policeman, right?"

Uncle Feng: "..."

Don't mention this.

Okay?

The next morning.

"Ah~~"

After packing up and changing into casual clothes, Uncle Feng was just about to go out to work when a terrified scream suddenly sounded in his ears.

Suddenly, his heart tightened, and he strode to the door of Alian's room. Before he could ask, the wooden door of the single room opened suddenly, and the girl jumped out like a frightened rabbit and hid behind him.

"What happened?" Uncle Feng asked quickly.

"Room, room..." A-Lian was so terrified that she couldn't even speak clearly.

Uncle Feng rushed into the room with strides, and saw a dark red box extremely conspicuously placed on the wooden table, with a faint smell of blood.

Walking up to him and opening the suitcase, his heart trembled suddenly, and his pupils contracted rapidly.

Inside the suitcase were ten bloody fingers!
What's even more frightening is that these ten fingers are arranged in a circle, pointing to a piece of yellow paper in the middle at the same time. On the yellow paper is neatly written a sentence: If you walk against the wind with a torch, you must burn your hands!
"Uncle, I'm afraid." Alian hugged his arm tightly.

Uncle Feng took a breath silently, and closed the box: "I can't live here anymore, you follow me back to the police station!"

Police station.

Chief's office.

Yang Kun sat at his workstation with a serious face, and reported to the boss across the table: "Last night, the ghosts lurking in Fucheng were organized and premeditated to attack the patrolling police officers of the Public Security Department. The magic talisman you gave in advance did not cause any casualties. Mr. Qin, there must be a mastermind in the ghost case and drug case!"

Qin Yao nodded, and said: "Let the informant keep an eye on the rotten clubs in Fucheng to collect information. The big clubs have great achievements and worries. If they dare not play with fire, the rotten boys may be the ones. For money, some people Anything can be done."

Yang Kun: "I have already ordered someone to do it. As soon as there is news, I will notify you as soon as possible."

Qin Yao let out a breath, and his eyes were cold: "While making troubles on my territory again and again, these guys...don't have eyes when picking dishes?"

"Dong dong." Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted Yang Kun's echo that was about to blurt out.

"Enter."

The uniformed policeman opened the door and walked in, bowed and said, "Section Chief, the big conference room, the head meeting."

Yang Kun got up immediately and said, "Mr. Qin, I'm going to have a meeting first, you are busy with your work, or you can wait here for a while."

Qin Yao waved his hand: "Section Chief Yang, please do what you want."

Without further ado, Yang Kun walked out of the office, smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes, stepped into the large conference room of the police station, looked around, and saw the heads of the General Affairs Division, Administration Division, Sanitation Division, Judicial Division, Investigation Division, and the security team. At this moment, all of them are here, except for the Director of Culture.

After nodding with the heads, Yang Kun walked to the lower left of the main seat and sat down, waiting quietly for the director to arrive.

I don't know if the Director of Cultural Affairs sent someone to watch the conference room. As soon as Yang Kun arrived, he followed him in, and all the section chiefs immediately stood up to greet him.

"Sit, sit."

Wen Zeqiang waved his hand to greet everyone, while he walked to the main seat and sat down.

"What instructions does the director have?" Yang Kun asked immediately after he sat down.

Wen Zeqiang followed the prestige, with a dignified expression on his face: "Section Chief Yang, the news that members of the security department patrol were attacked by ghosts last night spread this morning..."

Yang Kun: "Don't worry, the director, there are no casualties among the inspectors."

Wen Zeqiang paused slightly: "I know that there were no casualties in the security department. What I mean is that this incident has caused a large-scale panic inside the police station."

Yang Kun: "I'm personally supervising the case and trying to solve the ghost case in the shortest possible time."

Seeing that he was so unreasonable, Wen Zeqiang had no choice but to say directly: "I heard that the inspectors of the security department have a magic talisman. Is it the talisman that protects them?"

Yang Kun's expression turned serious: "I think it's the military uniform that protects them. Wearing the uniform of our police force, even if you walk in the dark, you can avoid evil."

Wen Zeqiang: "..."

you fucking!
"Section Chief Yang, don't pretend, how about we open the skylight and speak plainly?" said Xiu Zhenyu, chief of the investigation department.

Yang Kun: "Chairman Xiu, please give me some pointers."

"The brothers below us also need the protection of the spiritual talisman." Xiu Zhenyu said: "Otherwise they will not dare to go out at night, for fear of being killed by mistake."

"What is manslaughter?" Yang Kun said sternly.

Xiu Zhenyu: "..."

Some words can only be understood, not expressed.

He can't just say that we are afraid of being implicated by your security department, right?

"Okay, Section Chief Yang, the last sentence is not the key point, but the first sentence is." Geng Wudao of the health department: "With our police uniforms, we don't have to be afraid of any evil spirits in the police station, but after we leave the police station, we will be alone." In the case of weak strength, there will be no accidents. So the brothers below heard that the magic talisman can ward off evil spirits, so they found us one after another."

Yang Kun thought for a while and said, "I bought those talismans from Yizhuang in Renjia Town. Since your needs are so urgent, why don't you send someone over to buy them. Of course, the ugly words are the first, and they are willing to buy them again." Selling me is not sure."

"How did you sell this talisman?" Wen Zeqiang asked.

"I'm using the internal purchase price, one ocean and one price, it may be a bit more expensive for you to buy." Yang Kun said.

One ocean, one piece? !

For a moment, the entire conference room was silent.

The bosses present at least have hundreds of people. If one person buys one piece, it will be several hundred. Who will pay for it?

You know, they originally planned to ask Section Chief Yang to contribute a little, and they never thought about paying for it.

What's more, it's a joke to openly buy talisman paper with public funds, and if others find out, will they put a feudal superstitious hat on their heads?

"Director, and section chiefs, do you have anything else to do? If there is nothing else, I will leave first. The security department is still waiting for my meeting. It is urgent to solve the problem of ghosts." Looking at the expressions on their faces With a tangled look, Yang Kun smiled heartily.

Everyone here, one counts as one, which one is less greedy?
Laughing when you are greedy, giving guarantees to the big soldiers is like a dead mother.

Yes, colleagues...

Security Section.

Uncle Feng knocked on the door of the section chief's room, and hurried to Qin Yao: "Mr. Qin, there is still a leader in the drug trafficking case!"

"I already know." Qin Yao said: "Last night, the patrol police of the security department were attacked, and the other party tried to use this method to threaten the security department to stop the investigation..."

Uncle Feng took a breath silently, and said: "This morning, a wooden box suddenly appeared in my niece's room. Inside the box were ten bloody fingers, pointing to a sentence, hold the torch and walk against the wind, there must be burns." A handicap!"

Qin Yao frowned: "Is your niece okay?"

Uncle Feng's heart warmed up: "It's just a little frightened, it's not a big problem. Obviously, the black hand behind the scenes didn't want to lift the table."

"It's not that I don't want to, but I don't dare." Qin Yao said coldly.

Uncle Feng: "I don't dare at this stage, but if we continue to investigate, it may not be so. I brought Alian here and wanted her to stay at the police station for a while until the two cases are over."

"Send her to the department store. The building is guarded by warlocks. It's safer than the police station." Qin Yao said.

Uncle Feng was overjoyed, and his eyes were full of gratitude: "Thank you, Mr. Qin."

Qin Yao waved his hand: "If you work with me, I will naturally protect the safety of your family. There is nothing to thank for that."

"Mr. Qin." At this moment, Yang Kun opened the door and walked in, greeted him, and nodded to Uncle Xiang Feng along the way.

"You came back so soon, what kind of meeting did you have?" Qin Yao asked curiously.

"Colleagues from other departments were frightened by the ghosts, and encouraged their respective section chiefs to come to me to get amulets."

"What did you say?"

Yang Kun chuckled: "I said I bought it in Yizhuang, the internal group purchase price, one silver dollar per piece."

Qin Yao scolded with a smile: "One silver dollar, one piece, stealing money?!"

Yang Kun shook his head: "This thing can save your life at a critical moment. Human life costs more than one silver dollar!"

"That's true."

Qin Yao seemed to be persuaded by him, and arranged: "You send someone to Yizhuang to talk about this matter in advance, lest someone buy talismans secretly, but my master doesn't know what's going on.

As for the price, for the sake of God's good life, all the purchases from Yizhuang will be given the internal group purchase price. "

Yang Kun: "Yes, Mr. Qin."

Uncle Feng looked at the two big men in a daze...

For cultivators, they can get evil spirit talismans as long as they have hands, but they actually ordered one piece of ocean?
Just outrageous!
"Dong dong, dong dong." Suddenly, a hasty knock on the door woke him up from his stupor.

"Come in." Yang Kun raised his eyes and said.

A plainclothes policeman opened the door and walked in, saluted: "Section Chief, informant."

"Speak directly, there are no outsiders here."

"The drug lord has contacted many associations to make a deal, and the place of the deal is Vasu Village."

"Wazhi Village." Yang Kun squinted his eyes: "How far is it from Fucheng?"

"About twenty kilometers or so."

"Okay, I see, you go out first." Yang Kun waved his hand.

"Yes." The plainclothes policeman saluted again, turned and left.

After he left, Uncle Feng frowned and said softly: "It's not right, very wrong."

"Do you suspect that there is a problem with the intelligence?" Yang Kun asked.

Uncle Feng was silent for a moment, and said solemnly: "If I were a drug lord, I would definitely not notify multiple associations to trade together. The risk of exposure is too great."

"They were testing the effect of the threat."

Qin Yao suddenly said: "If we let this go, it means that their threat has worked. If we send people there, then this village of Vasu is likely to be a trap they have set up in advance."

Yang Kun asked for instructions: "What does Mr. Qin think?"

"In the face of sufficient strength, no matter how subtle the trap is, it will not help."

Qin Yao said, looking up at Uncle Feng: "Let's go, first send your lovely niece to the building, and then take you to perform meritorious service. I'd like to see, those little days... the sluts who live a good life People, how many are enough for me to kill!!"

(End of this chapter)