Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures

"Let me simply say that in the process of handling the incident, if unowned property left over from history is discovered, in addition to historical relics that must be handed in, property such as precious metals is left. The investigation room hosting the event can intercept 100% Twenty of them are for public use, of which 5% can be used as rewards and sent to investigators who have performed well in handling the incident." At this point, Hao Wenming showed a weird smile: "Five%... ...A lot."

"Five percent..." Monk Xiao murmured, "Gao Fatty has changed sex? It's not like his style." Hao Wenming explained, "Because there have been cases where investigators intercepted property privately, just to prevent Director Gao made such a decision when this type of incident happened.” When he said this, Hao Wenming paused and gave Sun Fatty and I intentionally or unconsciously.

Venerable Xiao hadn't noticed this detail. He was calculating how many golden **** in this place could be. Suddenly, he thought of something, and smiled weirdly at Hao Wenming: "Xiao Hao, haven't you posted it for so many years?" Hao Wenming gave a wry smile and said, "How can it be so easy? Consultant Xiao, It’s not that I said, I’ve been working for so many years, and it’s the first time I’ve seen you in a battle like this. I’ve encountered a lot of antique calligraphy and painting, but it’s all about being handed over. Five years ago, I discovered a period in the late Ming Dynasty. The treasury is full of nearly fifty tons of copper coins, which is now more than one billion yuan. Unfortunately, because they are ancient coins, we can’t keep a single one. It’s not that I said, that is, the Qiu in the second room is not old. I have encountered several incidents similar to this place. It was either gold or silver. As a result, people even raised airplanes."

This time, without waiting for Monk Xiao to speak, Fatty Sun said first: "No, Hao Tou, even if the time under the desert is not counted, Lazi and I met Xiao Sanda under the river in his hometown. It's too much. Why doesn't no one mention five percent with us?

"Are you embarrassed to ask?" Hao Wenming glared at Fatty Sun, and said, "You have made it so that the people are still fishing for gold in the river every day. They have died and disappeared. The battle is so big, the hole is so big. The gold in the house was taken away by the government. Not only you and us, but even one in the bureau has not fallen. Otherwise I can also raise a plane. Dasheng, Lazi, it’s not me who said you two , Are we doing something publicity? Do you know how to write low-key words?" These few words of Hao Wenming made Sun Fatty quiet.

I know what Hao Wenming said. In the past few days, my grandfather and third uncle have called me. My hometown has become a mess. Now it seems that armed police have been dispatched. The entire Daqing River has been sealed off, leaving a few nearby. The people of the village come to my house every day to make trouble, and ask Chief Shen and Chief Sun to preside over justice.

Hao Wenming seemed to be talking about me and Fatty Sun, but he had already brought Monk Xiao in. After all, the last time he was under the river, Consultant Xiao was also the main party involved. Sure enough, after Monk Xiao listened, the expression on his face was not very comfortable. He stopped Hao Wenming and said, "I'll talk about Shen Zhizhi's rotten millet later, and understand the things here and here. Make the golden ball clear. When the tall fat guy is here, there will be a proof."

After Monk Xiao finished speaking, he divided the work for us, each took charge of a place, and put the golden **** together. Before he started to move, he saw Fatty Sun pointing his finger at the corner of the dark room and said: "Huh? What is this?" Looking along the direction of his fingers, a pig-iron winch was fixed in the corner, and the winch was densely wound. With a few hundred chains of the thickness of a little finger. The other end of the chain has reached into the roof, and it is the chain that has lifted hundreds of "corpses" outside.

After seeing these chains, I realized that there was still no business work, the golden ball was in front of him, and he even forgot the "corpse" on the ceiling outside. Hao Wenming took a breath and said to me, Fatty Sun and Po Jun: "You unload two chains and put down one of the people hanging outside. I'll see what's going on." Monk Xiang Xiao. Consultant Xiao was also a little uncomfortable. He sighed and said, "I will go with you."

Before I could do anything with the broken army, Fatty Sun was carrying the dagger to the winch: "Don't do it, you two, I'll do it with one sword." As he spoke, Fatty Sun held the dagger and struck the chain. Down. The bullet that broke the army before did not break the chain, so Fatty Sun’s hand added a lot of strength. Unexpectedly, the dagger cleaved on the chain like a hot knife cutting butter, almost without any resistance. Which is the only two broken iron chain, the iron chain on the winch is cut off in all likelihood.

Hearing the sound of plops and heavy objects falling in the cabin outside, Monk Xiao cursed outside: "Let you put one down! Who made you and his grandma put them down! Come out! Hao Wenming stunned! Up!"

When I left the secret room, the floor was already full of people. Monk Xiao was pulling Hao Wenming out of the crowd. Director Hao had lost consciousness at this time, lying straight on the floor. Seeing Hao Wenming's appearance, Fatty Sun was already in a cold sweat and said to Monk Xiao: "Master Xiao, are we Hao Tou okay?"

"I can't die now!" Monk Xiao glared at the three of us fiercely, and then said, "You have nothing to do? I am almost 70 years old. This is the first time I have seen dumplings from the sky crackling down. Pojun knows a little bit of emergency rescue. After taking Hao Wenming's pulse in the past, he looked back at me and Fatty Sun and said, "It's nothing serious, maybe a slight concussion, and I should be able to wake up after a while."

After Monk Xiao nagged a few more words, Hao Wenming hummed a few times before waking up. He shook his head and tried to recall the scene just now. Perhaps the sudden impact made his memory a bit "fragmented." Hao Wenming frowned and looked at us for a few times, and finally said to Monk Xiao: " What happened just now? Why did I faint as soon as I came out?"

Monk Xiao snorted and said, "Ask the others in the back." Fatty Sun smiled with a stern face, "Haha, it's okay, Hao Tou, you have a low blood sugar, and you fainted when you came out. It's not me. Say, Hao Tou, you are fine with some chocolate or something." Hao Wenming glanced at Fatty Sun in a daze, and said, "I... low blood sugar?"

Monk Xiao said, "Forget it, it's okay..." Before he could finish his sentence, he stayed for a while. Not only him, but Fatty Sun and I also noticed something was wrong, and some people lying on the ground began to have slight physical reactions. This reaction is getting bigger and bigger. Someone has opened his eyes, put his hands on the ground, dangling about to get up.