A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

But what's the old saying?

At work, you can be busy and tired, but never, ever let your boss think you're too idle.

For the first few days, Deputy Director Liu watched as Ji Zuodao led a little girl and followed by a fat dog, swaggering through the streets right under his nose.

I could pass by his office window eight times a day, each time with a different snack in my hand.

He only twitched his eye slightly, but he held it in.

After all, this kid did make a contribution recently, allowing everyone in the company to have a comfortable New Year, and he himself was able to relax and be in a good mood.

But Deputy Director Liu's patience has its limits.

Especially when he suddenly felt like going to the training ground to stretch his muscles one afternoon, but as soon as he walked into the hall—

Then I saw that kid Ji Zuodao had actually set up a small stall in the reception hall of Bureau 749!

And there was that unfortunate kid Li Shuwen dragging along as a scapegoat!

What was on the stall was none other than Li Shuwen's sketchbook!

And judging from the cover, it's a special feature on the theme of Ji Zuodao!

Surprisingly, a few fearless young investigators were gathered in front of the stall, looking around like thieves while whispering and haggling over the price!

"Quick! Quick! The deluxe collector's edition of 'The Investigator Ji's Love Affair Sect's Conquest of Three Thousand Women' is down to its last three copies!"

"I want one! I want one!"

"Keep one for me too! I'll pay double!"

"Brother Li, when will the next batch of 'The King of Hell Arrives: Three Thousand Buddha Kingdoms Vanish in One Night' arrive? I'll pre-order five copies!"

"And what about that book, 'My Days Scavenging for Garbage with the Living Yama—An Oral Account by Abbot Jinchi'? I heard there's an exclusive bonus chapter?"

The usually serious and proper investigators of 749 were now all gleaming with excitement, clutching banknotes in their hands, their enthusiasm for buying even more intense than when they were snapping up limited-edition magical artifacts.

Even more outrageous, Ji Zuodao was sitting casually on a chair next to him, legs crossed, holding a cup of hot milk tea that no one knew who had given it to him, and sipping it with relish.

Occasionally, she would look up, give a "kind and friendly" smile to a hesitant customer, and nod, as if to say, "Buy it, it's authentic and beautiful."

He didn't look like the main character being consumed; he looked more like he was there to sign autographs for his own merchandise!

Qiqi sat on the chair next to her, swinging her legs, concentrating on dealing with an apple that was bigger than her face.

They were completely unaware of the illegal transactions taking place before them.

Deputy Director Liu felt as if the veins on his forehead were popping and crackling like firecrackers during the Lunar New Year.

He stood still and took three deep breaths.

Useless.

My blood pressure kept soaring.

He knew that if this kid continued to be idle like this, Bureau 749 would eventually turn from a national special affairs handling agency into a national special fan fiction wholesale center.

So, just as Li Shuwen was passionately explaining to a red-faced, gruff new investigator that "the exquisite depiction of the female protagonist's expressions in this episode is truly an artistic sublimation"—

A large hand, as big as a palm leaf fan, descended from the sky.

"Snapped!"

It was pressed precisely onto the cover of the book "Artistic Sublimation".

The smiles on Ji Zuodao and Li Shuwen's faces froze instantly.

The two of them slowly, very slowly, raised their heads.

What came into view was Deputy Director Liu's face, as black as the bottom of a pot, and that "kind and amiable" smile that made your legs tremble.

Deputy Director Liu's voice was so gentle it could melt your heart, "Xiao Ji, Shu Wen, you two are quite the businesswoman!"

"Selling this inside the bureau?"

"You're even selling your own notebooks?"

"That's quite creative, quite an idea."

Li Shuwen was trembling.

"Deputy Director Liu... please let me explain, this is art, it's..."

"Art my ass!"

Deputy Director Liu's smile vanished, and his voice boomed like thunder.

"Li Shuwen! You haven't had enough of the VIP room, have you? Fine! I'll extend it for another week! Now! Right now! Get inside!"

Li Shuwen's face turned pale. He didn't dare to say a word and fled in panic, heading straight for the special guesthouse.

After dealing with the accomplices, Deputy Director Liu turned his murderous gaze back to the main culprit.

Ji Zuodao's heart skipped a beat; he knew things were about to go wrong.

Sure enough, Deputy Director Liu didn't waste any more words. He took out his phone, tapped a few times, and then shoved the screen in front of Ji Zuodao's face.

"Aren't you just bored out of your mind?" Deputy Director Liu said with a forced smile.

"Alright, Uncle will find you a place where you can really show off your skills."

"This task has been sent to your phone. After you've reviewed the information, get the hell out there and do the task right now!"

Before Ji Zuodao could react, Deputy Director Liu reached out and grabbed Ji Zuodao by the back of the neck, lifting him off the chair like a chick, while opening the corridor window with his other hand.

Then, amidst Ji Zuodao's cries of "Uncle Liu, spare me!" and Dog Master's excited barking, he swung his arm—

"Get out of here!"

"Whoosh—"

A figure flew out, tracing a graceful parabola.

"Smack!"

A faint thud of a heavy object falling to the ground, followed by a muffled cry of pain, could be heard.

Deputy Director Liu patted non-existent dust off his hands, glanced at the human-shaped hole in the flower bed where the person was struggling to get up, snorted coldly, and closed the window.

The world is now peaceful.

A relieved, yet slightly mischievous smile finally appeared on Deputy Director Liu's face.

"You little brat, you think you can mess with your uncle? You're still too green."

"I'll find you something productive to do, so you don't just sit around doing nothing and ruin the atmosphere in the department!"

flower bed.

Ji Zuodao grinned as he climbed out from the pile of withered flowers and drooping willows, patting the dirt off his body.

have to.

My days of slacking off are over.

"Sigh, a leader's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea... Being idle is no good, being busy is no good..."

Qiqi, clutching her half-eaten apple, trotted out and squatted on the other side of Jizuodao, looking at Jizuodao and then at the building inside, her big eyes filled with confusion.

The dog had wandered down at some point and was circling around him gleefully, wagging its tail happily.

"Alright, let's get started."

After reading the mission, Ji Zuodao put his phone in his pocket, casually hoisted Qiqi onto his shoulder, and kicked Dog Master's butt.

"Let's go, you two. The boss has spoken; our life as street thugs is temporarily coming to an end."

"Time to get to work!"

But no matter how you look at that back view, it exudes a faint sadness of "being forced to return to school after the holiday".

Upstairs, at the window of the deputy director's office.

Deputy Director Liu held the newly refilled enamel mug, blew on the tea leaves, and slowly took a sip.

Watching the backs of a person, a dog, and a zombie leaving downstairs.

The anger on his face had vanished, replaced by a deep, complex expression tinged with expectation.

"You brat..."

He muttered to himself, as if he could see through the void to a more distant and troublesome place.

"You've been freeloading and causing trouble here all day; it's time you did something worthwhile."

"This mission... Hmph, perfect, I'll take advantage of this opportunity..."

Deputy Director Liu paused, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

"I want you to go and meet our bureau chief... the one who's always elusive and never seen."

"if……"

He suddenly chuckled self-deprecatingly, shook his head, and banished the overly fanciful idea from his mind.

"Hey, what are you thinking?"

"This brat? He thinks he can get the chief and the others out of that godforsaken place?"

"How could that be?"

He took another sip of tea.

Although the possibility is extremely slim.

But for some reason...

Throwing this most troublesome and unpredictable kid into that mess...

In his heart, a strange and inappropriate expectation was actually growing.

Deep in Deputy Director Liu's eyes, a barely perceptible glimmer of light, a mixture of helplessness and a tiny glimmer of hope, flickered gently.

Then, tilting his head back, he drank the remaining tea leaves in the cup in one gulp.

"Go on, you brat."

"Let's do something more serious."

"Let Uncle see too..."

"With that wicked aura of yours, just how much more surprises can you possibly cause?"