When he took out his cell phone, Li Binzhu saw that it was Song Yue's number, and a complicated look appeared on his face. He turned his head and asked Zhang Jiao hesitantly: "It's Yue Yue who is looking for me."

What do you think I should say?”

"Boss, please respect the external god, okay?" Zhang Jiao said angrily: "The scene of the giant supernatural incident was very serious.

You still have time to ask if there are any of these things, but I don’t know what happened to you and Boss Song, and how can you give me advice."

"It's really useless at critical moments." When Li Binzhu heard this, he complained with a hint of pain and answered the phone.

He hummed with a expressionless face to Song Yue on the other end of the phone without any theme, and suddenly opened his eyes and said, "So coincidentally, I am also in Gongshan City."

Zhang Jiao, who was standing beside him, interrupted curiously and said, "Has Boss Song come to Gongshan too?"

"Well, I said I came with the investigation team of the extraordinary academic community." Li Binzhu answered casually, and then made an appointment with Song Yue to say something to Gongshan in person, and hung up the phone.

At this time, Zhang Jiao looked embarrassed and said, "Last time, Boss Song also followed the so-called academic representatives to the scene of the Qitelun tragedy.

As a result, all my companions were Ostuki.

For this matter, I also filed a complaint with Lu Rongtian, the head of the Military Intelligence Investigation Bureau. I thought I could end here.

As a result, I didn’t expect everything to be the same. It seems that the ‘iron-faced general’ is not that stubborn when he met the Crescent Sect.”

"Okay, when the water is clear, there will be no fish, and when the people are observing, there will be no disciples." Li Binzhu said: "Ostuki is the most powerful country in the mainland. The Crescent Sect has powerful gods. In public, no one will offend him."

There is nothing wrong with this, so Zhang Jiao did not refute it. He looked at Li Binzhu with a gloomy face, shrugged and continued to wander around.

It was late at night.

The moon phase is yin, and theoretically, at night, the activity of supernatural energy will be greater than that of daytime, so Yiyuan's Congressional Investigation Team temporarily left Gongshan City.

A piece of sand land 10 kilometers outside the isolation line was staying.

Because they have the advantage of landlords, their open-sleeping conditions are quite good, and the camp is built with asbestos brick houses instead of tents.

Electricity is supplied by a nuclear generator and can be squandered at will.

The food is also freshly supplied by nearby local governments, and local garrisons stand guard.

This is actually a bit of a treatment that exceeds the standard. After all, although Yiyuan's folk customs are conservative, the political system is relatively advanced. In theory, local governments are not strictly governed by the central government, let alone Congress.

But now Zhang Jiao has served as the "Budget Audit Committee", which is equivalent to being one of the big guys holding the wallet of the local military and political system. It is natural to be more attentive.

If it weren't for the fact that the giant supernatural incident happened, what would happen? I'm afraid the political giants in nearby places would have come to entertain each other in person and win over their feelings.

In the asbestos house in the center of the camp of the Yiyuan Congressional Investigation Team, the electric heating wind made people unable to wear trousers.

Representatives from several cities and cities around Gongshan City were finally received by Zhang Jiao after giving him "filial piety".

There, he rushed to say: "Mr., we all walks of life in Qingquan City have always admired you very much. This time, the mayor and the speaker were going to visit him in person.

But because such a thing happened in Gongshan, as an adjacent area, it is really under martial law in the whole city and cannot be left...";

"zx, although our quicksand is just a county town, the economic conditions are pretty good, and it all depends on the previous financial support of the Congress and the central government.

The county magistrate and the speaker have already gotten in the car this time and are coming to visit you, but suddenly a suspected supernatural incident occurred in a farm in the suburbs. Although the possibility was ruled out later, it was not easy to come immediately...";

"Mr., you were the hero of the defending country in the field forces and a role model for our local forces to learn from.

Are you a soldier? You don’t have so many polite words, just one word 'satisfaction'..."…

As a quasi-senior politician, Zhang Jiao calmly deals with the rainbow farts coming from all directions, with a gentle smile on his face, and expresses his gratitude to everyone without missing a single one.

As he was talking, a escort suddenly came in and reported: "Mr., a young lady who called herself Song Yue, brought two Ostuqi imams to see you.

It's said that it's already agreed."

"Let them come in." Zhang Jiao smiled and ordered.

Then he shouted to Li Binzhu, who was hiding in a corner of the house and drinking tea and watching the fun: "Boss, it seems that Boss Song is here."

"Well, I'll pick her up." Li Binzhu nodded, got up from the sofa and left.

People from the local area met Zhang Zx from the Congress's "Budget Audit Committee" and were about to meet a young lady in the middle of the night. She followed two crescent moons to teach the imam, and felt that things were subtle.

Without even having to flatter them too much, they rushed to leave one by one. In just a few minutes, the people in the room were gone.

Zhang Jiao finally calmed down, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed the positions of the Chaos clans.

When one of them found that one of them was approaching an Ostuchi oasis, he couldn't help but feel happy and thought to himself: "A country like Ostuchi, an oasis is a city, a hundred miles apart, thousands of miles apart, and a small population.

But no matter how small a fly is, it is still a piece of meat, and it can always be oily.

Look at the sand city ahead, there must be at least 100,000 people living in it. If you ‘swallow’, you can always add several family members. Maybe you can even divide another team..."

He was thinking, and Li Binzhu's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, "I saw you smiling so brightly just now, it turns out that you are exhausted when dealing with the flatterers below."

"Don't say that, everyone is just asking for food," Zhang Jiao opened his eyes and said, "If it weren't forcing me, who would have been willing to run to the place where the giant supernatural incident happened, but only 10 kilometers away from the wilderness.

Do you really think that everyone is a high-level monk, and you will understand your mind and see your nature without fear of evil?”

Afterwards, his eyes turned to Song Yue, who had just entered the door with Li Binzhu, and the two middle-aged and young men beside her wearing white robes of Crescent Priests.

He said with a smile: "Boss Song, you are here."

Are you still getting involved with Ostuki now? I heard that I broke up with my boss because of this kind of thing and beat her up. It was quite a plastic sisterhood, which made people sad."

Song Yue retorted angrily when she heard this: "Zhang Xiaobao, I didn't know that you were so partial. Everyone is a good friend who has been through life and death. What do you know? Just say my plastic sisterhood.
Chapter completed!