Countryside Magic Doctor

The two people slowly got out of the car. Because there were too many missing people, no one noticed their difference. They stopped at the place where he Feng had just stayed for a long time.

Then he got on the bus again.

"Muzi, can you trace his breath?" asked the girl in leather. She had no expression on her face like frost, as if she had polio.

The man named Muzi replied, "I can't trace it. That man has a strong way to hide information. We can't detect its trace at all."

"It's strange that there are so many people in this small Kaixian County," said the woman in leather.

"No." suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and immediately denied what she had just said.

"Can you detect this man's breath? It's obviously different from the four we've fought with. It doesn't seem to be evil, but like a famous and decent." the girl in leather said.

"Yes, yes, their breath is obviously different. It is estimated that the man is also looking for those." Muzi said with a smile.

"That's right. That man is probably the goal of our trip, but his strength is still good. His spiritual knowledge covers an area of several kilometers and his mental power control range is so far that he can be regarded as a person." the girl in leather muttered.

"It's true. If you can cover so far and be detected by us again, you should be the son of a hidden sect who has come down to practice." Muzi said.

"Well, go back to him and ask him to fill in a cultivator's ID card and register. Many of these hermit sects don't know the existence of our dragon group and don't understand the rules!" the woman in leather frowned and said.

"Alas! It's not that our dragon group has existed for a short time. It has only been established for more than 200 years. As for the implementation of the ID card registration system and the compilation of households and people, it has also been carried out by the academic and secular circles in recent decades. For those old sects who haven't been down the mountain for decades, who will understand our rules? They have to teach one by one." Muzi sighed.

Then he drove away.

The purpose of their trip is to find he Feng's trace. In fact, they don't know who they are looking for. After all, satellite images can only show what a person is doing there, but they can't see who that person is.

Technology has not yet developed to that extent. It is often said on the Internet that satellites in the sky can see the license plate number of cars on the ground and the denomination of a note on the ground. It is pure boasting.

Now, the two dragon group sent to investigate have changed their tasks. After all, a cultivator who is only in the deep mountains and has nothing to do from a mountain peak is obviously more important than the four evil Taoists who enter the secular world and eat the blood of living people.

You know, the existence of the dragon group is to maintain the stability of the secular world and the inheritance of China. As long as you are harmless, they will not pay attention to you. They will only deal with those unstable factors.

For example, to split the country, for example, which great devil rushed into the secular world to release the plague or something, or similar to the four of them.

After he Feng picked up his sister, the two people of the Dragon nationality were still busy in the county. They wouldn't go back until they finished their task.

As for the uncompleted residential building in the county seat, the four great masters of Xuezong are now and then fishing out a living man from the outside, and then restoring their seriously depleted strength.

They will not pity the lives of these living people. In their view, people are mole ants, especially ordinary people, that is, grass and mustard that they can trample on at will and take life and death. All this power is in their hands.

That night, the two members of the dragon group sent to Kaixian county to perform the task came to the best hotel in the county. They went on a business trip and would not cherish the loss of funds.

As far as they are concerned, money is just a number. They don't have to worry about it at all.

Back to the room, they didn't live in one, but two, separated.

The girl in leather is obviously the leader, and that Muzi has always followed his lead.

That night, during dinner, the two of them discussed and called the headquarters for instructions.

So on the second day, the fourth day before the countdown of the police chief to solve the case, they came to the police station to seek the help of the police.

Although the help of secular people plays a very small role for them, although the role is small, it doesn't mean nothing.

After all, it's a little useful. No matter how small, they can also start to deal with things they don't want to deal with.

The next day, the chief of the police bureau just sat down. He lived in the Bureau these days and never went home at all. He ate and drank Lazar in the office and was ready to lead the team to catch people at any time.

Maybe none of them is worth catching. Those small gangs only need one or two policemen, not even guns. As soon as the handcuffs or police documents are lit, those guys squat on the ground and hold their heads.

Most of them are trying to make money, but they don't have the consciousness to fight hard with the police.

The chief of the police station is distressed. He really can't think of any way. After all, there's no way to think about it. There are no clues. Two or three missing persons are added every day, and their police are sent out. Those auxiliary police are TND bastards.

Since the day before yesterday, an auxiliary police officer also disappeared, all the police officers TMD took off their clothes and quit.

As for those who have a formal establishment, can't help but have their responsibilities, they have to harden their scalp and squat around, praying for clues.

The monitoring of the county has also been renovated, and all the broken ones have been replaced with new ones. Several probes have been installed in some places where people have been missing, even if it is not important.

This time, the police didn't pay for it. All the counties in the province were dizzy, and the funds for handling cases were sufficient.

If they don't give money, the chief of police may be better, but if they give money, the chief of police will have a hard time. After all, if there is no money, it can be excused as insufficient funds for handling cases.

But now people supply you with logistics. You can't solve the case, so the problem and the responsibility are on you.

This black pot is buckled on your back. You can't get rid of it. The police chief has been wrong. If you move up one level, you will have no hope.