Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures

Xiao Sanda looked at the place where Hao Wenming's finger was through the car window glass. I saw through his eyes a white smoke rising from behind a small mountain bag in the distance.

Xiao Sanda, Gao Liang and Monk Xiao checked the details of the action again in the car until there was nothing wrong with the details.

Monk Xiao held the urn, and after walking for more than ten minutes, Xiao Sanda and Gao Liang slowly walked towards Xiaoshanbao. Looking at the mountain to run to death. Seeing the small mountain bag right in front of them, they walked forward for nearly half an hour before going around behind the small mountain bag. There is a huge tomb in front of me. At a glance, there are thousands of earthen graves.

On the edge of the cemetery, there are two small tiled houses facing west, and an old man is sitting on the edge of the tiled house smoking a hookah. He didn't know what kind of cigarette he smoked, and it smelled like hemp.

Monk Xiao arrived long ago. He was holding the urn and was grinding with the little old man, "Uncle, the letter of introduction from the Civil Affairs Bureau has also been shown to you. They asked my three great masters to bury it here, so it is convenient for you."

The little old man glanced at Monk Xiao, his mouth finally left the hookah, and said, "Little baby, do you know the rules? Have you ever seen a dead person who was pulled directly to the graveyard, buried in a pit, and fell down? It’s a little bit difficult at home. There’s always a stack of burnt paper? You’re good, and you just carried the ashes over. I didn’t even prepare a monument. I can’t find a place to come and see it later. I can see that you are one Hammer business. Tell you, you can just bury it like this. I have shovel and pickaxe here too, don’t borrow it! I want to bury myself and dig a hole with my hands."

"Uncle, how can I dig?" Monk Xiao looked bitter, and he continued to grind. Xiao Sanda and Gao Liang had already arrived, and they both pretended to watch the excitement for a while.

The little old man looked at Xiao Sanda and Gao Liang and frowned, "What do you two do?"

Gao Liang said with a smile: "He came to the grave. Uncle, where is the boss of the old Jia family in Nanshan Village buried?"

The little old man looked at Xiao Sanda and Gao Liang warily, "Who are you two?"

Xiao Sanda and Gao Liang froze for a moment, thinking about the details, but forgot about it. Seeing the little old man’s frowning frown, they said at the same time: "My third uncle." "My uncle."

After they finished speaking, after a second of silence, Gao Liang responded quickly, pointing to Xiao Sanda and saying, "I and he are relatives, and my third uncle is his eldest uncle."

The little old man hadn’t spoken yet, so Monk Xiao came in first, pointed at Xiao Sanda and Gao Liang and shouted, “Is there any one that comes first? I’m not done with this matter yet, can’t you two wait?”

Gao Liang grabbed the fingers that Monk Xiao stretched out and said, "Don't use your hands, who are you pointing at?" The two were not speculative, and fought on the spot. Xiao Sanda pretended to pull them apart. .

When the two of them were fighting, Monk Xiao seemed to have suffered a bit and was pushed to the little old man's side by Gao Liang. The little old man shouted: "Go out and fight, don't make trouble here."

Monk Xiao lost his balance and staggered, swinging his arms back and forth as if he was keeping his balance. When his arm fell, a cloud of red powder sprinkled from his sleeve, spreading the little old man beside him all over his face.

The moment the red powder was sprinkled, Xiao Sanda also moved-he pulled out a measuring ruler from his back, pointed it at the old man's head and hit it. With a "pop", the little old man was knocked to the ground suddenly and convulsed into a ball on the ground.

When Xiao Sanda was about to fight for the second time, he was stopped by Gao Liang, "Don't fight! Nothing!" Xiao Sanda didn't listen to Gao Liang's set, and raised the measuring ruler to hit the little old man again. Second time. Before the measuring ruler fell, there was a foul smell. Then, the face, neck, and hands of the little old man, as long as the skin was in contact with the air, a dense layer of red rose at a very fast speed. blister.

Xiao Sanda was stunned for a moment, the measuring ruler in his hand did not fall, instead he took two steps backwards. After a few breaths, the small blisters on the little old man's body have become one piece, and finally a big blister.

"Sanda, take a few steps back!" Gao Liang seemed to be thinking of something, and shouted to Xiao Sanda. This time Xiao Sanda heard what Gao Liang said, and when he took the second step, with a "poof", the blisters on the little old man burst, and a yellow pus splashed out. A few drops splashed on the ground by Xiao Sanda's feet, lifting a wisp of blue smoke from the ground.

A puff of black smoke emerged from the blistered wound on the little old man's face, and the black smoke grew thicker and thicker. At last, a spark flashed, and a fire started from the wound on the little old man's body. It was too late when Gao Liang wanted to save. The fire grew stronger and stronger, and in an instant, the little old man turned into a big fireball.

The fire burned the skin and flesh of the little old man, revealing the black bones inside, and after a while, the black bones were also invisible. Ten minutes later, when the flame went out, only a pool of black ashes remained on the ground.

"Fatty tall, what's going on?" Xiao Sanda said to Gao Liang. Gao Liang squinted his eyes and said, "This is not Tao Heru."

The highlight is not over yet. Two large Jiefang vehicles have already drove over, and the car has just stopped, Pu Da jumped out of the car first, and then, the remaining special investigators also jumped out of the car. Down.

Pu ran over with the sword that cut off Chi Xiao's head in his hand, and he was taken aback when he saw the black ashes all over the floor, "This is Tao Heru? How come it's burned like this?"

"This is not Tao Heru," Gao Liang repeated what he said just now, "This is Tao Heru's arrangement for the dead ghost."

"Impossible!" The big man shook his head when he heard this. "He doesn't know that we are here to arrest him, and arrange for the dead ghost for no reason?"

"Does he really know that we will come today?" Gao Liang muttered, narrowing his eyes, "I don't think it's necessary?"

"Fatty, what do you mean? Can you explain it once, don't say half and half." Pu Da is anxious. Although he and Gao Liang have been colleagues for a long time, they are still not used to the way of highlighting.

Gao Liang was not angry, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and said, "Wait, I will show you something good." As he said, he walked into the black ashes of the little old man without using any household items, and pulled directly in with his feet. Through Xiao Sanda's eyes, I could see clearly that some of the ashes on the ground were still shining sparks, and I didn't care about the highlights. In the end, I started directly and turned over the ashes.

In two or three minutes, Fatty Gao whispered: "Yes!" Looking at his hand, he has picked up a needle-like object. Unfortunately, Xiao Sanda is too far away. I see from him. Not sure what exactly it is.