Apocalyptic Forecast

There was silence in the whole special affairs office.

Everyone seemed to feel that the volcano was about to erupt. When passing by the director's office, they always crept, fearing that a slightly louder sound would trigger the bomb inside and be overwhelmed by anger.

"You scared them."

Director Fu sighed helplessly, looked at the shadows floating quietly outside the door, and poured tea into the cup in front of the girl.

"Afraid of what? Afraid of me lame?"

Ai Qing seemed to be amused, but neither in her face nor in her pupils smiled in the slightest: "Relax, even if it is so unbearable, I will not be sloppy in the special affairs."

"No, I want to persuade you to calm down."

Director Fu shook his head and wanted to smoke, but he seemed to remember something, hesitated for a long time, and finally put up a sleeve and put a piece of nicotine on his arm.

"Whether it is the Astronomical Society or the Social Security Bureau, in the final analysis, it is still necessary to act in accordance with the regulations. Since there are rules, there must be something unpleasant. You do n’t need to put too much pressure on yourself."

"To be honest, I don't worry about asking."

Ai Qing sneered indifferently: "No matter how it looks like a personal thing, the bone still has the habit of being a dog in the past, and with two bones, he carried it around and showed off.

If the corner of Pian An, the Yin family had no way to take him for the time being, he even thought to jump into the quagmire of Jinling. Don't even think about it, he is even more powerful. Is there the prestige of the Huai family?

Less than two years later, he will be eaten clean by those clan knocking bones together ... I'm afraid he would also like to thank the Yin family for keeping him a dog's life in the past.

What I worry about is the people who are clean.

In this matter, Qi asked is not critical, but the problem is that all the clues we can find were destroyed by Qi asked the clever bastard! "

She knocked on the handrail with a blank expression: "Now, apart from a pile of corpses and a ruin, there is only one **** that can't be predicted.

In this case, if the group of guys really have any movements, we are simply sitting still! "

Director Fu didn't speak anymore, just rolled up his sleeves anxiously, and posted two nicotine stickers.

For so many days, whether it is an internal announcement or a private exchange between colleagues, they have almost all learned about the surrounding situation and the large-scale mobilization that the netizens have not had in recent years.

Is not just the Xinhai, anomalies have been found in more than seven or eight cities, and almost the entire eastern coastal area of ​​East Xia is covered.

It ’s another border war if you do n’t pay attention, and you do n’t know how many people will be affected.

No one wants sparks to burst within their own jurisdiction, whether from the perspective of duties or professional life.

Ai Qing can feel uneasy more than that.

What else makes her irritable and even angry.

Is just like going out and forgetting to bring the key and turning off the faucet. The hunch is lingering. When you know that your **** intuition is about to start working again, it is difficult to relax.

Although this part can be appreciated by many people, few people can feel how disgusted Ai Qing itself is.

Especially when you don't know when the shoes upstairs will fall off, it is even more disgusting.

This part of anxiety lingered in her mind until a certain moment, she finally found the source of this abnormality, and suddenly stood up, propped her cane back to the door of the interrogation room, and looked around.

The empty corridor, the trash cans everywhere, and the ashtray on the top of the trash cans, the little bottle that is so unsightly.

Ai Qing reached out and picked up the bottle of thumb thickness, and there was still a drop of lilac liquid in it.

Smells a bit bitter, like some kind of medicine.

The reaction of 's test strip is orange-red.

She can conclude that this is a kind of medicine from the border, and the orange-red phase is between the red representing stimulant and the yellow representing tranquilizer.

She looked at Director Fu: "Who else has just been here?"

Director Fu was puzzled, and he passed a subordinate who had just sorted out the notes, and the subordinates looked at them with confusion.

"Are you talking about Huai poetry?" The subordinate thought for a moment and looked at Ai Qing: "Aren't you together?"

Snapped!

The bottle broke to the ground.

at last……

When the other boot was finally dropped downstairs, Ai Qing found herself a bit relieved in addition to her consternation and shock.

"What's wrong?" Director Fu asked.

Ai Qing propped on his crutches and waved his hand weakly: "Now let's take a look at your attendants. Focus on the armed guards and their weapons."

With commendable trust and understanding, even if Ai Qing did not make any explanation, Director Fu gave the order according to her request.

Soon after a short search and inventory, today's attendance and actual records were submitted.

There is no shortage of armed guards with live ammunition.

However, there was an error in the attendance record. Someone disappeared. Soon, the missing person was found from the toilet cubicle. The body was still tied with rope and the mouth was covered with tape. He was struggling.

"Lao Wang?" Director Fu stunned.

As soon as the tape was torn apart, the Pharaoh choked violently and shouted loudly: "It is Huai poetry, it is Huai poetry ... He took the key ... the key to the arsenal!"

"Really, it **** ..."

In a moment of silence, Ai Qing leaned on the corner and closed her eyes tiredly.

This bastard.

Do you know what you did?

Soon, under the surveillance, the shadow of a teenager walked out of the arsenal with a travel bag, like walking in a court of leisure. From time to time, he waved hello to acquaintances passing by and walked out of the secret service unimpeded.

With an automatic rifle, six magazines, two pistols and fifty rounds of pistol bullets, six grenades, two plastic explosives, etc ...

Is like visiting a supermarket.

Returns with full load.

With a calm smile, stopped a taxi and went away silently.

Director Fu was crazy when he saw this place.

Shit, you should have killed this **** on the spot!

He pulled the sweaty guard and asked aloud, "How long has he gone?"

"Two or twenty minutes ..."

"Twenty minutes? A dog can be found wrong in twenty minutes, aren't you even as good as a dog!" Director Fu was furious and almost tore his hands apart.

Seeing Ai Qing beside him calmly starting to drink tea, he became more and more irritable: "How come you are not in a hurry?"

"Is it useful to hurry?"

Ai Qing put down her teacup and sighed softly: "If you really want to start preparing for something, maybe we can start to discuss what style Qi Qi asked for the funeral."

twenty minutes?

Don't joke, the daylily is cold three times.

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Twenty minutes ago, the rain was pouring.

On the viaduct, the taxi galloped and broke through the layers of rain curtains. There were also disco songs in the car more than ten years ago. As the Buddha disk hanging from the rearview mirror rotated, the driver shook his head and hummed with the song.

On the co-pilot, the teenager with a huge travel bag stared blankly at the rain curtain outside the window, as if looking at the looming black birds in the sky.

"Little brother, this doesn't work."

The driver said, "You have been in the bus for half a day, and even people who don't even have a destination are driving forward. Now they are almost on the high speed. At least tell me where are you going?

Let me find a place for you, how about changing your car? I will charge you twenty yuan less. "

In silence, the teenager just looked quietly out of the window, as if he hadn't spoken, until the driver couldn't help but open his mouth to ask again.

"No master, just put me here."

"Elevated? Little brother, don't you die?"

The driver looked at him in amazement: "Stop here to deduct points!"

"It's okay."

The teenager took out a pair of folding raincoats from his travel bag and put them on his body neatly. "When you say that you will be bullied by me."

Said, he unzipped the travel bag and showed him the firearms inside and the bullet glowing with copper light.

Suddenly, a sudden brake, the rental parked on the elevated car from car to car, almost caused rear-end rear-end, provoked an angry horn.

The driver's face was pale, and his hands were raised: "Little brother spares me, I, I still have a family to support ... I only have so much money ... I don't have enough to get it ..."

The teenager smiled, shook his head and took out his mobile phone, scanning the code to pay, more than three times the price.

"Trouble you."

He pushed the car door with the bag on his back and said goodbye politely: "Wish you a happy life and goodbye."

The door was closed.

During the heavy rain, the taxi accelerated wildly and ran away.

Leave Huai Shi alone.

The thick rain curtain seemed to devour everything. Countless rain shattered in an instant, and it caused a roar that the world was broken. In addition, it was a heart-wrenching silence.

Everything became foggy, only the traffic lights under the elevated lights were shining with a dazzling red light.

Those passing vehicles came out from the rain and disappeared into the rain, just like the running monsters.

And in the middle of these countless steel monsters, Huai Shi stood at the center of the viaduct, bent down to put down his travel bag, and put the pistol, magazine and bullets on the vest under his raincoat.

Is divided into categories.

Put these on the left, those on the right, and some in the middle.

So gradually heavier.

So gradually enriched ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ as if to find his internal organs one by one, they seemed to be jumping in the empty heart, he stepped back to complete.

Seems to have ushered in the soul's breath in the empty shell.

Until the end, he picked up the heavy automatic rifle and hung it on his shoulder.

In the trance, Huai Shi seemed to be finally complete.

Seems to be almost there.

Until he finally remembered that he put the headphones hanging on the neckline into his ears, and then, with a rough drum and a bass sound, this too noisy silence was torn apart.

"Hashelosthismind? Canheseeorisheblind?"

The finger of the teenager hit the gun body and hummed softly with the song, "canhewalkatall \ 'orifhemoveswillhefall?"

Does he still have reason?

Is he blinded?

Can he go forward?

Or will he fall down as soon as he moves?

Uncertainly whether it was a long or short wait, he shook his head with the rhythm of drums, hovering above the rain and fog, like an invisible soul, and let those heavy vehicles roar past.

Seemed to be waiting for the distant bell to ring.

Until the dark birds once again crossed the shadow from the rain curtain.

He slowly raised the gun body in his hand, pressed it against his shoulder, pulled out the insurance, and stared at the gradually emerging silhouette in the rain curtain through the rain water left on the hood.

The high beam light illuminates his eyes.

At that moment, he pulled the trigger.