Fatty Sun was not surprised by Lao Zheng's words. After seeing Secretary An did not express his opinion, he said to Lao Zheng: "It's not me, what does your boss mean?"

"What else can I mean? He has blocked the news now. Now the entire capital is investigating the whereabouts of his secretary director in the name of checking the foreign population." Lao Zheng spoke while secretly observing Secretary An's reaction. Lao An seemed to have nothing to do with him. He looked around the empty table of Fatty Sun's father, and said to him in surprise: "I have also been in the office of ministerial-level cadres. It is the first time I have seen it as simple as you, and I don't even have paper or pen?"

"I used to have some family status. A few days ago, a poor relative came to borrow it..." Fatty Sun immediately understood what Secretary An meant. After saying that, he got up and opened the cabinet beside him, carried the little hairy ghost inside out, and said to it: "Go to Lao Yang's office to borrow paper and pen. Remember to choose the best loan."

After Fatty Sun finished speaking, the little hairy ghost nodded with his big eyes, and then ran over there. After a while, he ran back with a stack of sticky notes and a pen. Secretary An felt a flash of sight. Then the furry little thing that looked like a doll had jumped onto the desk. After putting the paper and pen in front of Secretary An, he threw a handful of change with his other hand, and then jumped back to the cabinet and closed the cabinet door from it.

Secretary An's eyes were straightened. After understanding, he looked at the smiling Fatty Sun and said, "Is this a hairy ghost? I heard Wang Yi talk about it, but what's going on with this pile of change?"

"That's for me." While speaking, Fat Sun had already walked to the desk, reached out and pulled the change from it into his pocket, and then explained: "Old Yang is the same. I took some of the change from me last time. Isn't it just thirty or fifty? What else..."

Secretary An knew that Fatty Sun was talking nonsense, but he didn't care. He just wrote a few words on it with the pen and paper that the hair ghost took back. Then he handed the note to Lao Zheng and said, "Let me find someone to give this to Lao X. Tell him, and I said I didn't even have a hair falling off, so he told him not to make trouble."

After Lao Zheng got the sticky note, he called his driver directly and asked him to take the sticky note to find the boss.

Just when Lao Zheng was busy, Fatty Sun asked Secretary An. This morning, when Secretary An was about to go to the sea, he met Minister X's special car at the door of his house. He had seen the drivers by his side. However, every time the boss in our department appeared, he was surrounded by him. Secretary An couldn't say who the person was. After the man got off the car, he said that the boss of their family asked Secretary An to go there in person. The matter was secret. The person didn't know what happened. There were precedents in such a thing before. In addition, Secretary An himself was responsible for the matter of contacting the public security port in the sea. He didn't think much about it, so he got on Minister X's special car.

However, just as he was about to call Minister X to inquire, he accidentally looked at the person driving in front of him through the rearview mirror. Then, Secretary An saw darkness in front of him. After he came over, he had already lying on the overpass in Tongzhou. After calling Lao Zheng, he realized that he had been kidnapped.

Fatty Sun did not find any clues in Secretary An's words. In the end, Lao Zheng got the photo of the missing secretariat director. Secretary An recognized him at a glance and tricked him into the car was the man in the photo.

I originally thought that after the suspect was confirmed, the rest would be easier. Unexpectedly, someone in the department told Lao Zheng that at this moment when we were talking to Secretary An, the body of the secretariat director who had already dried was found in a house near Shijingshan. After preliminary identification by forensic doctors, the death of the deceased was at least two months ago. Since there were no obvious wounds on the deceased's body, the cause of death must be known until the autopsy was performed.

The director of the Secretariat has been dead for more than two months. Who was the one who kidnapped Secretary An in the morning? The director of the Secretariat is not something that ordinary people can do. This person has not been discovered by the people around him for more than two months. Even Fatty Sun, who is versatile, cannot do such a skill. Among the people I know, Yang Xiao has similar abilities, but let him pretend to be someone else but not reveal any flaws for more than two months. I am afraid that Lao Yang will not do it either.

Now that we have returned to the starting point, our hearts have risen again. After discussing with him, Fatty Sun and Lao Zheng decided to let Secretary An stay with us for the time being. Fortunately, the matter of Lao An's kidnapping in the morning has been spread to the sea, and the chief there has given Secretary An a clear instruction, and after he has handled the matter, he will return to work in the sea.

After arranging Secretary An’s affairs, Fatty Sun took me to the basement. After seeing the listless Tu An, Fatty Sun asked them directly whether Xiangbei had any contact with a master who could change into other people’s appearance. Tu An thought for a long time and said, “I know such a person. This man is named Hu Qiu, who is Xin Wubing’s apprentice. He is a master of his skills in transforming appearance. His previous master taught him. In terms of the ability to transform appearance and hide among the crowd, even Xin Wubing felt inferior. However, more than ten years ago, Hu Qiu had a falling out with Xin Wubing. Now, I really don’t know where he is and whether he has a connection with Xiangbei.”

"Hu Qiu..." Fatty Sun repeated these two words and said to Tu An: "It's not me that I'm talking about it. Is there any way to recognize this person at a glance?"

Tu An shook his head and then said, "It would be great if there was one. Hu Qiu changed into me back then and went to hook up with Xin Wubing's woman. Even Xin Wubing was not recognized, and he almost fought with me. It was because of this that their master and apprentice had a quarrel. If I knew there was a way to recognize him, I would have twisted his head off long ago and made Xin Wubing owe me a favor."

Tu An did not have a photo of Hu Qiu's true appearance. In the end, Fatty Sun found someone from the five rooms. After Tu An's description and made a puzzle for Hu Qiu, he realized the general appearance of this person.

By the time I came out of the basement, it was completely dark outside. Fatty Sun wanted to get on and get up and ventilate with Secretary An and Lao Zheng, but before he could get on the elevator, he was blocked by the old monk Shangshan: "What time is it now? Are you two deliberately slapping Buddha and drinking outside? You were fooling you at noon. You can't fool me in the evening, no matter what you said in the evening..."

"I just said I forgot something..." Fatty Sun looked at the watch, smiled at the old monk, and then continued, "God of the Lai, today's time is a bit too late. It's probably too late to go to the restaurant designated by Lao Huang. In this way, the restaurant I have been to and the Lazi is also good. Why don't we just go and try the taste of that restaurant?"

"What else can I do if I have this point?" Old monk Shangshan stared at Fatty Sun angrily and continued, "Go and arrange it quickly. Master Buddha, I am a person who has died once. Do you want to starve to you again?"

The restaurant that Fatty Sun mentioned was the one that Lao Zheng arranged for us to meet with Secretary An. Lao Zheng had a good relationship with the boss and still decided on the private room we often went to. According to the old monk's taste, he ordered a table of wine and dishes in advance. When we arrived, the cold dishes were already served? Just as we were talking and waiting for the hot dishes, the old monk suddenly tilted his head and said to the manager who had been introducing dishes around us: "Boy, you look at the Buddha's faces and I want to vomit. Either you put away these two faces or disgusting others in another place..."
Chapter completed!