2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"There's nothing wrong with my expression." Han Yinzhu argued.

"?" A question mark slowly floated on Yan Muyun's head, and then he decided not to continue arguing with this disconnected brother, and turned his questioning gaze to his twin brother.

Han Jinyu thought about it for a moment and said, "There's really nothing wrong with his expression."

Yan Muyun's face turned green and white. Those who didn't know thought that Xia Houhao was a master of internal energy. After piercing his hand with a knife yesterday, some dark energy was left in his body and it didn't explode until now.

"No kidding." Han Jinyu smiled and shook his head, then quickly calmed down his expression:

"Yesterday's mission operation went smoothly at the beginning. The Dark River Society did not know that Zhang Zihao was killed by the 'Punisher', but simply thought it was the work of a hostile black organization. When the Special Branch and the police were dispatched, When we were investigating their main industries and arresting their leaders, they were completely unprepared, and the hastily organized resistance was better than nothing, and they were quickly wiped out."

"Isn't this going smoothly?" Yan Muyun was a little confused.

"Things have gone smoothly until now." Han Jinyu nodded, and then said: "But when the police conducted a thorough investigation of their properties after the crackdown, they found that a large amount of their cash assets had been advanced by certain leaders the afternoon before yesterday. Sweeped away. These traitors are extremely unkind. They basically take whatever they catch without covering up their traces at all, as if they know that Anjiang will be exhausted and are not afraid of retaliation at all."

"Ghost?" Yan Muyun said these two words almost without thinking. But he was obviously not referring to the traitors from the Dark River Society who transferred the organization's assets.

"Yes, it's like there is a mole." Han Jinyu nodded with a sullen face: "According to the records, the time when they began to secretly transfer property happened to be the time when the video of the 'Punisher' was sent to the Special Branch. and one to two hours after the police station’s time.”

Yan Muyun was a little unwilling to accept this fact, and frowned: "The Dark River Society is obviously gone, what is that 'ghost' doing?"

"We're not sure yet whether there's a mole, so don't draw any conclusions." Han Jinyu shook his head.

Han Yinzhu put it bluntly: "If so, what else could it be for? Money."

"That is to say, part of the black money transferred in advance was given to..."

"Yes." Han Jinyu nodded and said, "I heard that the top brass of the police station have begun to check whether the police officers involved in this operation have any suspicious hidden accounts."

"What about us? Will we also be investigated?" Yan Muyun pointed to his nose.

"It can't be our team anyway." Han Yinzhu whispered.

"Ahem, don't talk nonsense." Han Jinyu patted his younger brother's shoulder, then turned to look at Yan Muyun and replied, "I don't know, maybe."

At this time, the office door was pushed open, and a tall, bearded Zhang Lan walked in from the outside.

After seeing someone sitting idle in front of the table with his stool up, he also had a look of pain on his face: "Maybe you have awakened two kinds of powers, one is that barrier, and the other is'super Lucky'."

Obviously, "super lucky" here should be understood as an antonym.

"Why do you always say this when you see me?" Yan Muyun protested.

Zhang Lan laughed and waved his hand: "Let's go, it's time to start the meeting when everyone is here."

"Meeting?" Yan Muyun stretched his neck.

"The target you suspect is a dangerous person with B-level powers. We need to consider what to do if he is arrested." Zhang Lan explained.

...

In the conference room, Yan Muyun lay on the table, looked around, and said: "To be honest, we could have just talked about it when we were in the office."

At the long table that could accommodate more than twenty people for a meeting, only Zhang Lan, him, Yan Long and the Han twins were sitting.

"It's a bit ceremonial." Zhang Lan chuckled.

Han Jinyu rested his elbows on the table and clasped his fingers against his chin: "The three captains, as well as the members of the second team, only came back at five or six in the morning this morning and need a good rest. We discussed it with Uncle Sun. , and finally decided that just the four of us are enough, and we should be able to ensure that there will be no accidents in this mission. After all, you can basically guess the suspicion on the other party, so it is very likely that he is innocent."

"Four?" Yan Muyun ignored the second half of his sentence, counted, and raised a finger for each person he clicked, and finally opened his whole hand.

"If there is a possibility of conflict, the interns have to stay back a little." Han Yinzhu smiled with some gloating.

"No, no, no, my superpower determines that I will stand in front of you." Yan Muyun said righteously.

"Even if you have S-level powers, you are not allowed to participate in dangerous tasks at will during the internship, not to mention that the other party is a special professional who has the opportunity to use powers frequently. You must know that a person's understanding of his own powers is basically and dangerous. The degree is directly proportional to the relationship." Zhang Lan knocked on the table, just like a judge announcing the verdict with his final hammer.

Obviously when Captain Wei is away, he has the greatest say.

"You are injured." Yan Taki, the warm man beside him who had been silent for a long time, squeezed out four words to comfort his uncle.

Thank you, I really feel better.

Yan Muyun complained secretly.

Zhang Lan leaned back slightly, and the contours of his chest muscles wrapped in black short sleeves were like armor: "However, everything has surprises. Maybe we will really need you. So one of the focuses of this meeting is that we treat ourselves differently. I can give you an introduction, and once you understand it, you won’t be blinded by it when the time comes.”

Yan Muyun suddenly became interested. He sat up straight and adjusted his glasses. With this gesture, he would be a strong contender for the top three students in the final semester no matter which elementary school he went to.

"The first is my ability, [Iron Wall], level C. Both arms can turn into a large black iron shield that is one meter and a half tall, half a meter wide, and about 20 centimeters thick. Each shield can weigh between 300 and 600kg. Change, because I can only control the thickness of the shield, not its size."

Zhang Lan shrugged and concluded: "This is a very simple ability, but its practical significance is higher. To be honest, after knowing your ability, I read the employment contract overnight and planned to use legal weapons to deal with it. Protect yourself and prevent Uncle Sun from finding any excuse to fire me."

Yan Muyun knew he was joking, but he still scratched his head in embarrassment.

If we purely talk about the defensive effect, my A-level [Silver Defense] is indeed the perfect replacement for [Iron Wall].

But each power is unique. For example, [Iron Wall] can smash the spider demon's limbs, but [Silver Guard] can only stand there and be beaten.

"It's our turn." Han Jinyu said with a smile, "My ability is to 'fan the flames'."

"My ability is to 'ignite'." Han Yinzhu said seamlessly.

"My brother can rub fireballs."

"My brother can control the fire."

"He can rub up to five fireballs at the same time."

"He can turn a spark into a sea of ​​fire."

"I'm level C."

"I'm also C-level."

"But as long as the two of us are together."

"That's Class B."