Chapter 597 Chen Pingping

After leaving Fan Mansion and arriving at the unopened bookstore, Fan Xian led Ya Mu into the room in the corner of the backyard.

There, there was already a middle-aged man wearing the official uniform of the Overwatch Council waiting secretly.

Ya Mu looked him up and down and said, "Are you Wang Qinian?"

"Back to the young master, I am none other than you!"

Wang Qinian smiled and handed over to Yamu, then turned to look at Fan Xian and whispered: "Master Fan, after my subordinates left the capital, they followed Si Lili's escape and happened to meet people from all over the Supervisory Yuan who took him. Escorted back to Beijing."

"This subordinate wanted to return immediately and inform the Lord of this news, but he did not expect that there was an unexpected situation on the road. Someone actually intercepted the Overwatch Council's convoy and seemed to want to kill the manager and silence him. Fortunately, the Court had already taken precautions. Defeat the incoming enemy..."

Fan Xian's face turned cold: "It seems that there are people in Beijing who can't sit still...Wang Qinian, do you think the Overwatch Council has been prepared for this?"

Wang Qinian lowered his head and said, "Yes."

Fan Xian said calmly: "Did Dean Chen Pingping break out halfway and defeat the thieves who blocked the way?"

Wang Qinian raised his head in surprise, then quickly raised his hands and said: "Your Excellency, you are really good at predicting things!"

A smile appeared on Fan Xian's face, he leaned into Ya Mu's ear and said, "Look, let me tell you!"

Ya Mu glanced at him and didn't reply.

Fan Xian didn't care. He turned to look at Wang Qinian and continued to ask: "Where is the prison of the Overwatch Council? I want to see Si Lili."

Wang Qinian was startled and said cautiously: "Sir, are you sure? That is a prison!"

Fan Xian glanced at him and said, "Why, as a Tisi, am I not qualified to enter the Heavenly Prison?"

Wang Qinian showed hesitation: "This..."

Fan Xian turned around and walked to a bookcase, took out a night jacket and threw it to Wang Qinian.

"Put it on, let's go now."

"Ah, are you going now?"

"Not now?"

"This... is not impossible." Wang Qinian said with some embarrassment, "I just think it's better to go to the prison at night. Wouldn't it be more conspicuous to wear night clothes in broad daylight?"

Fan Xian said angrily: "Of course I know this. I asked you to change into night clothes because I don't want to leave behind the characteristics of your clothes. It has nothing to do with day and night. You should put it on quickly!"

"oh oh!"

Wang Qinian then held the clothes in his hands, turned around and walked into the darkroom.

The Overwatch Council is directly under the command of the emperor and is the most trusted institution by the emperor. Therefore, the prison in Qing Dynasty is not located in the Ministry of Punishment or Dali Temple, but is located here. All serious criminals are detained here, and the security is extremely tight.

The Tianlao location is not far from the Overwatch Council, just around the corner. If something happens, the Overwatch Council can provide immediate support.

Generally speaking, in an important place like Tianlao, any unknown person will definitely not be able to enter.

But the Tisi waist card in Fan Xian's hand is an exception.

He had long discovered that this Supervisor Yuan supervisor seemed to have always been mysterious. According to Wang Qinian, the previous supervisor was also mysterious and unusual, and rarely showed his true face to anyone other than the dean.

The elders in the Overwatch Council basically all agree that Tisi does not need to show his face.

Therefore, when Wang Qinian handed the waistband to the guard guarding the sky prison, the three sneaky masked men sneaked into the sky prison easily and were respectfully invited in by the guard. of.

It went so smoothly that Fan Xian couldn't help but feel surprised.

Among the three of them, Yamu was the only one who didn't have much mood swings.

Because since he arrived at the door of Tianyao, he noticed several secretly prying eyes.

Each of these people spying in secret possesses strength that is no less than that of Fan Xian.

The aura of one of them stood out from the crowd, which attracted Yamu's special attention.

Of course, no matter how big an ant is, it is still an ant to Yamu.

Yamu paid attention to this person, not because of his far superior strength than others, but because there was a slightly sickly aura beside him. It must be Chen Pingping, the director of the Overwatch Council!

Ya Mu silently sensed Chen Pingping's aura while he and Fan Xian stepped into the corridor under the iron gate.

The corridor was very long, with dim oil lamps lit on both sides. The stone steps felt a little slippery, but there was not a speck of moss. It seemed that they were taken care of very carefully.

Walking down, you can see a guard at intervals.

These guards all look inconspicuous, but upon closer inspection, they are all characters of level four or above.

Not only that, the eyes of these guards were also quite sinister, like evil ghosts crawling out of hell. Wherever they looked, even Fan Xian, who had advanced to the eighth level, would feel a little creepy.

...Why are they all perverts? !

Fan Xian complained in his mind while lagging slightly behind and walking side by side with Ya Mu.

Thinking of Yamu's existence, he immediately felt relaxed.

After all, no matter how powerful Tianlao is, it can't still hide a great master, right?

Soon, the three of them reached the end of the corridor, and a prison guard with somewhat cloudy eyes glanced at the three of them.

"Please three adults present relevant documents or the inner palace's handwriting."

"..."

Wang Qinian's body trembled slightly, as if he recognized the prison boss, and he quickly and respectfully handed over his badge.

The old prison chief took a look, raised his head in surprise, looked at Wang Qinian up and down through the black mask, and suddenly said:

"Xiao Wang, have you been promoted?"

Sure enough, he was recognized...

Wang Qinian smiled bitterly, turned sideways respectfully, and let Fan Xian, who was covered in a black robe, behind him, and introduced: "Today I am here to try the case with this gentleman."

The jailer looked at Yamu and Fan Xian again, pondered for a moment, stood up and walked to the iron gate, took out the key and opened it.

"Sir, please come in."

"..."

Fan Xian bowed, and the three of them walked into the iron gate together.

After the iron gate was closed, Fan Xian looked at Wang Qinian in surprise: "How did you get recognized?"

Wang Qinian said with a sad face: "To answer your question, the Seventh Division of the Supervisory Council is responsible for interrogating prisoners. I made some mistakes when I was young and was imprisoned in the prison of the Seventh Division. I also met this lord several times."

Speaking of this, Wang Qinian glanced at the iron gate and lowered his voice: "He is the former head of the Seventh Division. He spent his whole life in prison. When it was time for him to be sent out, he refused to leave and would rather come back to continue to be a prison boss. He said that he liked the bloody smell here..."

"Okay, another pervert!"

Fan Xian complained and walked forward.

Soon, the three found the cell where Si Lili was imprisoned.

Looking at the charming woman in the fence, Fan Xian frowned. Just as he was about to step forward, Yamu raised his hand and grabbed his arm.

"...What's wrong?"

"Nothing, go and interrogate this girl yourself, I'll help you watch outside."

Hearing Yamu's calm words, Fan Xian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

After a little thought, he nodded and said, "Okay, if there is anything, I will call your name immediately."

Yamu nodded, let go of his hand, and watched Fan Xian and Wang Qinian walk towards the cell.

When Fan Xian started to talk to the woman in the cell, Yamu turned around, took a step, and walked to a dark stone brick wall.

"Are you going to come out, or should I go in?"

Yamu said lightly, looking at the stone brick wall in front of him.

After the voice fell, the stone brick wall in front of him remained silent.

After a moment of silence, Yamu shook his head and raised his fist.

Until then, the dark stone brick wall opened silently, revealing the secret room behind.

"Come in." A leisurely voice came from it, "Don't alarm Fan Xian."

Yamu lowered his arm calmly and walked into it.

Sure enough, there were two people in the secret room. One was an old man with fine wrinkles around his eyes, sitting in a specially made black wheelchair, and the other was a mysterious man wearing a black robe and a black mask, standing behind the old man and pushing the wheelchair.

This man was the most powerful aura that Yamu sensed.

And the old man in the wheelchair in front of him was naturally Chen Pingping, the president of the Supervisory Council.

After Yamu walked into the secret room, Chen Pingping tilted his head slightly and signaled the masked man behind him to turn the wheelchair around and face Yamu, with a faint smile on his old face.

"Mr. Mu, I have heard a lot about you."

"...Are you Chen Pingping?"

Yamu looked at the old man calmly and said.

The old man smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's me, I am Chen Pingping."

After that, Chen Pingping smiled and asked: "Mr. Mu, you don't seem surprised that I know your identity."

Ya Mu said lightly: "The story made up by Fan Xian is full of loopholes. It was only with Madam Fan as a witness that Fan Jian didn't suspect anything. But after all, you control the Supervisory Office. It's easy for you to investigate my past."

Chen Pingping smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Mu, a person as extraordinary as you should stop teasing a "You are a lame old man. Even the Supervisory Commission can only investigate your past to Danzhou."

"The clues disappeared without a trace when they reached the preschool private school."

As Chen Pingping spoke, he stroked the armrest of the wheelchair with his right hand and whispered, "If it were someone else, after investigating Danzhou, they would definitely feel confused and bewildered when they found that you appeared out of thin air like a god."

"But I am different. I have seen people who appeared out of thin air and had no roots or sources."

As he spoke, Chen Pingping raised his head and looked deeply at Yamu.

It was obvious that he, like the old lady in Danzhou, believed that Yamu was a person in the temple.

Yamu did not explain or refute, but just looked down and fell on Chen Pingping's palm tightly clasped on the inside of the wheelchair armrest.

"I suggest you don't shoot." Yamu shook his head, "This level of firearms is far from enough to hurt me."

"...You are indeed not an ordinary person."

Chen Pingping narrowed his eyes slightly, but his palm holding the inside of the armrest did not loosen.

"I really want to know, what is your intention when you came to Fan Xian?"

"..."

Yamu looked at Chen Pingping silently, and after a moment he shook his head: "This is not something you can know. If you really want to know, then wait a little longer. When Fan Xian knows everything, let him decide whether to tell you."