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

"Going out again?"

Old Wang, who acted as an informant at the door, raised his cloudy old eyes and casually struck up a conversation.

Ji Zuodao simply couldn't be bothered to pay any attention.

According to the woman's memory, this old man was a rotten piece of trash when he was young.

However, now his vital energy and blood are depleted, and his spiritual sea is exhausted.

Now all I can do here is odd jobs for this group, just barely surviving.

Grandpa Wang didn't mind that he didn't answer.

His old eyes, however, darted around "her" curvaceous body with a nauseating drooling.

Ji Zuodao paused slightly.

Sigh, Ji Zuodao, Ji Zuodao, you just got a secure job at 749, how did you get so arrogant?

He mentally criticized himself.

Even a mosquito's leg is meat; this old thing is at least a piece of cured meat, it would be a waste to waste it.

"Cough cough, what's wrong? Is it...?"

When Grandpa Wang saw that "she" stopped, he thought that his spying had been discovered, and he was about to shamelessly say something to make amends.

Before he could finish speaking, he saw in horror—

A thin, dark crack silently appeared on the back of the woman's clothes and the skin beneath them!

Before he could even see what was in the crack, hundreds of jet-black tentacles, like living creatures or leeches that had smelled blood, shot out from the crack in an instant!

So fast that it left only a blur, it suddenly wrapped around Grandpa Wang tightly!

"Ugh—!"

Grandpa Wang only had time to let out a short, muffled whimper before he was instantly pulled into that eerie crack.

They vanished without a trace, leaving not even the slightest sign of struggle.

The woman's skin on Ji Zuodao's body rippled like water, then quickly subsided, as if nothing had happened.

He smacked his lips, a hint of disdain on his face.

"Tsk, so dry, it's too tough to even fill a tooth gap. Old man, you really are the most useless one."

He held the trembling "big black dog" in his arms and continued walking towards the direction where Deputy Director Liu was without stopping.

But the "big black dog" in his arms was trembling so badly that it was almost impossible to hold it.

Ji Zuodao, carrying the trembling "big black dog," walked slowly back to the command vehicle disguised as an equipment vehicle.

As soon as the car door slid open, he met Deputy Director Liu's pair of...bullish eyes brimming with tears.

"What a fine young man! What a fine young man!"

Deputy Director Liu's voice was loud and clear, filled with barely suppressed excitement.

The large, fan-like hand slapped heavily on Ji Zuodao's shoulder again.

Ji Zuodao was so struck that he staggered, his shoulder went numb, and he inwardly groaned in pain:

No way, not again? My little body can't withstand your tough training every day!

There's a reason why Deputy Director Liu was so agitated.

One of his deputy directors came along specifically to investigate Ji Zuodao.

Judging from the live footage transmitted by the button camera, Ji Zuodao's performance can only be described as perfect!

Without bloodshed or a sound, they rescued the hostages unharmed, without even scratching a single piece of the old building's plaster!

This was a textbook example of a perfect operation in the history of his Jinghai 749 branch!

The moment Deputy Director Liu saw Ji Zuodao carrying the "dog" out of the building, he burst into tears.

Great! This year's funding is secured!

We no longer need to write "damage to some civilian facilities caused by tactical needs" in our year-end reports!

He no longer has to see news reports on TV about gas pipelines exploding in residential areas due to years of disrepair.

Heaven knows how many "accidents" the gas company and municipal departments of Jinghai City have taken the blame for over the years for their 749th Bureau.

At this moment, a well-dressed, anxious-looking middle-aged man suddenly stepped forward next to Deputy Director Liu.

His lips trembled: "Young...young brother, my daughter, she..."

Ji Zuodao was taken aback. Who was this? This person wasn't in the car when we arrived.

Deputy Director Liu wiped his eyes and introduced:

"This is Zhao Ping, the head of the Zhao family and Lingling's father. He just arrived. Hey, Old Zhao, I told you not to worry! See, we've got this sorted out!"

Zhao Ping forced a bitter smile that looked more like a grimace, inwardly cursing:

It's precisely because it was your Bureau 749 that I'm even more worried!

Everyone knows the style of your Jinghai branch!

But he quickly said, "Old Liu, don't make fun of me. This is my only precious child, how can I not be anxious?"

Ji Zuodao understood, and without saying much, he reached out and grabbed a piece of skin on the back of the "big black dog's" neck, gently lifting it upwards—

The entire dog skin was peeled off like clothes.

The exquisitely beautiful Zhao Lingling appeared unharmed in his arms.

Ji Zuodao carefully folded and put away the dog skin that was still warm.

This can't be messed up. This is Dog's favorite "skin". If it gets dirty, Dog will skin it alive.

"dad!"

As soon as Zhao Lingling regained her freedom and saw her father, she immediately cried out in a sob.

Zhao Ping quickly hugged his daughter tightly and checked her over.

"My dear daughter, are you alright? Are you hurt? Were you scared?"

"No……"

Zhao Lingling shook her head, secretly glancing at Ji Zuodao beside her who remained calm. Although she was still afraid, she mustered her courage and whispered her thanks:

"It was...it was this older brother who saved me. Thank you, older brother."

"Young man!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ping's gratitude was palpable.

"I am deeply grateful! From this day forward, you will be an honored guest of the Zhao family! If you encounter any trouble in Jinghai, simply let me know, and the Zhao family will do everything in its power to help you!"

"Go! Go! Go!"

Upon hearing this, Deputy Director Liu immediately became alert and pushed Zhao Ping aside, standing in front of Ji Zuodao like a mother hen protecting her chicks.

"Do you think we, the investigators of Bureau 749, would let outsiders bully us? Do we need the Zhao family's help?"

He eyed Zhao Ping warily. Was this old man trying to poach my man?

No way!

Ji Zuodao, a talent who is both cunning and resourceful, and who also saves on expenses, is a once-in-a-millennium gem for our Jinghai Branch!

Ji Zuodao just smiled and casually patted Zhao Lingling's head, not taking Zhao Ping's promise too seriously.

His thoughts had already flown back to the old building behind him.

Inside the building, there was a hot "feast" waiting for him to enjoy.

Ji Zuodao licked his slightly dry lips, leaned closer to Deputy Director Liu, and a hint of shyness appeared on his face.

"Uncle Liu..."

He lowered his voice, as if sharing a shy little secret.

"Upstairs... there are still five 'pieces of trash' left to clean up..."

The words weren't explicitly stated, but the meaning was conveyed.

He subtly revealed a sense of shyness, as if he were a young man waiting for his elders' approval, as if he were a boy who was unsure whether the procedures were compliant for the first time on the job.

Deputy Director Liu was a man of great stature; he understood instantly.

His expression remained unchanged. He turned his head naturally and gave an official instruction to Liu Ming, who was taking notes:

"Reporter: The hostages have been safely rescued. The remaining perpetrators, who resisted arrest with weapons and threatened public safety, were executed on the spot by our law enforcement officers after warnings were ignored."

After giving his instructions, he turned around, his face beaming with the satisfaction of an elder looking at an outstanding junior, and patted Ji Zuodao's arm forcefully.

"Little Ji, I'll say it again: go for it! Just be careful with your hands and feet, and I'll be there to support you even if the sky falls!"

"Once this is all settled, stop dawdling about being an intern investigator. I'll give you a permanent position with excellent benefits!"

Ji Zuodao's eyes lit up instantly, filled with a carefree and delighted surprise.

"Hey! Uncle Liu, so I'm getting a secure job and becoming a cop?"

"cough!"

Deputy Director Liu put on a stern face and corrected him in a deliberately serious manner.

"What cop! He's a proud, officially appointed investigator from 749! He's about to become a public official, so watch your image!"

But he immediately took a half step closer, lowered his voice, and revealed a fierce look on his face.

"However, before you're done, remember to follow the rules and 'go through the interrogation' to get them to talk!"

"I want to see which blind bastard dares to do this kind of 'smuggling' business on my turf! I'll find him and personally 'tear' him apart!"

"Yes, sir!"

Ji Zuodao drew out his words, laughing so hard his eyes were almost closed.

Liu Ming, standing to the side, silently lowered his head and wrote furiously, inwardly ranting:

Father...

You just told others not to use slang, but you yourself speak "bafen'er," "guotang," "zouhuo," and "chale" more fluently than anyone else.