Using the MC system to pretend spiritual revival

Chapter 33 Special Operations Team

Yang Ping didn't care what was wrong with him.

Instead, he looked at Li Qingfeng who had just come in from the door. The other party still had a cold look on his face.

"Everything has been arranged. Let's go. Don't keep the car waiting too long."

He glanced at everyone, then walked out the door first and everyone followed him.

At this time, the medical vehicle outside the door had been replaced by a more comfortable business car.

Taoist Xiong's coffin had been taken away by the people Li Qingfeng called.

A proper funeral will be arranged later, but it will take some time.

Next, we have to cooperate with the investigation.

The car that came to pick us up was very spacious, and the six of us didn't feel crowded at all.

However, the car's paint job bore the national emblem, which made everyone a little cautious.

The car started and drove very fast, but it was unusually stable.

Yang Ping carefully leaned forward to take a look and found that the driver was also in uniform.

They looked like soldiers from the military district, which also made him wonder.

Could he go to the military area and be picked up and dropped off by car? Obviously not.

Even Professor Gu, who actually had the highest social status, only had a reputation among the people.

Then there is only one answer.

He turned his gaze to the side and stared at Li Qingfeng's cold face.

A few minutes later…

“…What’s up?”

He was so overwhelmed by the stares that he finally chose to break the silence.

"You... uh, no, Fellow Daoist Li, what is your position in the army? I see those soldiers respect you quite a bit."

Yang Ping looked around and finally asked in a low voice.

Li Qingfeng looked at him speechlessly and spoke in a normal voice.

"I have a tentative partnership with them. I'm currently acting as the captain of the special operations team, so there will be some soldiers cooperating with me. I don't hold any official position."

Although there was no boasting in his tone, it still gave Yang Ping a very powerful feeling.

Considering the other party's identity as a cultivator, and the special operations team that sounds very unusual.

Yang Ping asked immediately with excitement on his face.

"Special Operations Team? Is it like the Dragon Team in the novel?!"

He looked at Yang Ping beside him with some helplessness. He looked older than him, but his unstable look made him look more like a child.

"That should be about the same, right? I don't know about the Dragon Group, but you're a cultivator now, so they'll invite you too. There's no need to get so excited."

Yang Ping was very surprised to hear that he would be invited to join, considering that he wanted to come to such a big country as China.

There are definitely quite a few Taoists. Even if most of them have no abilities, there is definitely no shortage of powerful talents.

It is understandable that a young man with great talent like Li Qingfeng would join such a secret team.

Although he calls himself a cultivator, he is actually only a reserve cultivator, and he has never even opened the secret book of cultivation.

How could someone like me, a nobody among the nobodys, be invited?
Isn't this special operations team recruiting people based on their abilities?
With all kinds of doubts, Yang Ping asked his questions again.

"Friend Li, what are the recruitment criteria for our team? Isn't it based on strength? How did you join the special operations team in the first place?"

Li Qingfeng has become accustomed to Yang Ping's conversation style of asking one question after another.

"Of course, strength is also a very important part, but it's not entirely a consideration. In my opinion..."

As he spoke, Li Qingfeng half opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

The unbearable scenes replayed in my mind, and those evil white coats seemed to appear before my eyes again.

“…I guess it can be considered as being appeased…”

Yang Ping looked at the young man beside him with some surprise. At this moment, the always cold and strong swordsman Li Qingfeng seemed to become fragile.

Looking at the faint sadness in the other person's eyes.

This really surprised him. He thought this person was the template of the protagonist in the novel who was born with a sword heart and was neither sad nor happy.

However, Li Qingfeng was completely unaware at this time that his cold-blooded and ruthless personality had been destroyed.

He now looked at the scenery flying by outside the car window, his eyes filled with emotions, and he was already immersed in painful memories.

Let's go back to yesterday morning. In the police station where Li Qingfeng was detained.

At this time, the spacious first-floor lobby was already crowded with people, and teams of fully armed guards were guarding every window.

The entire police station is so crowded that not even a fly can fly in.

In an interrogation room, veteran police officers Zhou Zhi and Xiao Li were standing in front of a square-faced middle-aged man.

"Director Tan, this is what happened. The strange wooden box is right there."

Zhou Zhi pointed to the surveillance footage playing on the screen in the secretary's hand, and took a few people to the sunken metal plate on the ground.

The middle-aged director looked at the wooden box embedded in the metal, his eyes flashing with curiosity.

He waved to call two guards and asked them to try to take out the wooden box.

The two young men were also very quick. They quickly took off their equipment and bent down to lift it.

As a result, after trying for a long time and his face turned red, he only managed to shake the wooden box a little.

Seeing that the two men really couldn't even move, he ordered them to retreat.

"Okay, stop."

The two men breathed a sigh of relief, said yes, put on their equipment again and stood by.

Then he turned to face the veteran police officer Zhou Zhi with a serious and solemn look on his face.

"Comrade Zhou, your report this time is very meaningful and important, but this incident needs to be kept confidential."

After hearing his leader's words, Zhou Zhi straightened his back, saluted with his chest held high and his eyes determined.

"Yes! Zhou Zhi swears to keep the secret until his death!"

Looking at his performance, Director Tan nodded with satisfaction and stretched out his hand. The secretary beside him immediately handed him a tray of documents.

A smile appeared on her face, and she raised her hand to hand the document to him.

"Comrade Zhou, I now formally invite you to join the National Special Operations Bureau. The organization is currently in need of experienced, conscientious and responsible veteran police officers like you!"

Zhou Zhi, who took the document, suddenly woke up after hearing what his leader said and realized what the document in his hand was.

He couldn't help showing ecstasy on his face. He didn't expect that this sudden incident would allow him to get such a transfer order.

"Thank you, Director Tan!"

Excitedly, he wanted to bend down to express his gratitude while holding the transfer order, but was unexpectedly stopped by the other party.

The leader patted him on the shoulder again, his tone full of encouragement.

"Okay, no need to say anything extra. Just work hard. That's the best answer."

After saying this, he walked towards the door, and you could still hear him giving instructions to his secretary.

"Go get someone to tear down this wall, and get some construction machinery to transport the unusual wooden box back to base..."

After explaining the situation, Tan Hui put on a friendly smile.

"...Well, let's go meet that young man now."

...

In a quiet detention room at the back of the police station.

Perhaps Police Officer Xiao Li had also taken into consideration Li Qingfeng's strength and the particularity of the matter.

Instead of being locked up in a multi-person room, he was placed in a single room and was not forced to wear detention clothes.

The room is not big but very clean.

Li Qingfeng sat cross-legged on the wooden bed by the window, squinting his eyes at the "Breathing Method" spread out on the bed.

Follow the formulas written in the book and breathe regularly.

Ever since the day I got the technique, I would try to practice it whenever I had time.

Perhaps because of the magical powers he had cultivated, Li Qingfeng found that he would not feel sleepy even if he did not sleep.

I simply replaced rest with cultivation. I have been doing this for the past few days and it has become a habit.

As time went by, Li Qingfeng, who had been maintaining the same posture, finally made a new move.

Place your hands naturally on your lower abdomen, and as your chest expands, exhale a long breath.

“Huh…I’ve improved again…”

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