Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures

The mallet didn't dodge, and he took the kick with a grinning face. Xiong Wanyi felt out of anger and had to kick it a few more times. The fat grandson who got close to him grabbed him: "The bear stuff, it's almost done. I didn't mean you, what's the difference with a kid?" It seems that the conversation between me and Xiong Wanyi just now was heard by him. Fatty Sun stuffed the shovel in his hand to the mallet, pointed to the burning paper ashes not far away and said, "Don't make the old bear angry, go and clear the money scum over there."

The mallet, wishing to get away, took the shovel in a hurry and ran away. Fatty Sun bared his teeth at Xiong Wanyi, took out a cigarette, divided one by one, lit a cigarette, and smoked a cigarette. I said to Xiong Wanyi, "The club is still there. Where are the two remaining men? Huh?" Xiong Wanyi vomited a smoke ring and looked at the back of the stick and said: "You think everyone is like it. The old thing and the soul in Er Lengzi saw the ghost door closed, so they got out of their bodies and went into the ghost door. , There is only one club left to block me."

After listening to Xiong Wanyi's words, Fatty Sun smiled and said, "It's not that I said, Xiong's stuff, Boss Gao said that he didn't say how to deal with this stick?" Fatty Sun just said his words and tried to clean the stickman not far away. The work slowed down, pretending to tilt his head to listen to Xiong Wanyi's answer.

Xiong Wanyi's current expression was like eating a raw bitter gourd, and his frowning features gathered together. Xiong Wanyi and I are also acquaintances, but we have never seen him have such an expression before, and said with a wry smile: "We Director Qiu almost cursed me just now. Director Gao can't take care of this now. He is rather stunned. I'm going to say that I will see how to deal with this club after I go back."

The ashes of the burning paper and the ghost gate were removed, several tents were demolished, and the previous traces were cleaned up. Several of our investigators took a club and took a bus left by Gao Liang to return to the polling bureau. The investigators in the car were extremely sleepy the previous day and night without rest. Not long after the car started, most of the people had fallen asleep half-leaning. When I was about to take a nap, I heard the voice of the fat grandson in the front row: "Official man, you have to say something, what did Director Wu, Min Tianyuan and Hao Zhengyi say in the tent? "After listening to him, most of my sleepiness disappeared instantly, and I was also very interested in the topic Sun Fatty asked.

Ximen Lian sat beside Fatty Sun, and said helplessly: "Great Sage, you are too dear to me. How can I know what they say, can you ask Consultant Xiao for anything?" Fatty Sun chuckled. , Said: "Monk Xiao? He may know. Senior officials, not me. Apart from the three parties at the scene, only you know what they are saying."

Only then did I understand the meaning of Fatty Sun's words, Ximen Chain could read lip language. In retrospect, the officials were near the tent, and it is not unusual to know what they said. After Fatty Sun’s meal and fatigue bombardment, Ximen officials finally compromised with Fatty Sun. He watched around the investigators almost all asleep, and then lowered his voice and said, "Director Wu choked. To the death hole of Mintianyuan, the ghost refiner of Mintianyuan is his son..."

Ximen Lian's words immediately made me sleepless. Although I knew before that ghost training must be blood relatives, I was still shocked by this truth. Ximen Chain couldn’t tell the specific thing. When he “read” the news in Director Wu’s mouth, Hao Zhengyi, who had not said a word, turned his back like long eyes behind his head, suddenly turned his head and glared at Ximen. Chain glance. The senior officer of Simon was like an electric shock, his body was paralyzed, and his head was dizzy. If it weren't for Xiong Wanyi to help him, Simon Chain would be able to sit on the ground. When he woke up, it was after the ghost gate turned into coke.

Fatty Sun was not very satisfied with this answer, but no matter how he asked about the scene at the time, Ximen Lian couldn't give a new answer. It seemed that he really knew so much. Seeing Fatty Sun, I couldn't ask anything else. I half leaned back in the seat, recalling the scene, and fell asleep unknowingly after a long time.

The bus drove all the way, sitting on the road with a sore back. Except when the bus enters the gas station to refuel, we are woken up and can get off for a while and have a bowel movement. The rest of the time is spent in the car. Even lunch is a bite of bread and sausage. It happened until the polling bureau that arrived just after eight o'clock in the evening. After getting off the bus, Xiong Wanyi took the club to find Qiu Bu Lao, and the few of us who were left went straight to the dormitory. They didn't even bother to wash, and took off our clothes and went to bed. Opening your eyes again is already the next morning.

It's already the twenty-fifth of the twelfth lunar month after the turn of the day. I am afraid that other units have already paid out their year-end bonuses and are preparing to take a holiday for the New Year. However, there was no Chinese New Year atmosphere in the polling bureau. All morning, Gao Liang had a small meeting with several directors. Naturally, director Wu did not attend this meeting. To be a digression, Director Hao in our room did not show up either. I heard that he was on the third basement floor when he came back, and there is no sign of coming out to breathe. This time, Hao Zhengyi's blow to him was not small, and it seemed that he had to slow down.

In a blink of an eye, it was lunch time. Fatty Sun and I went to the dining hall. We ordered the food and before we had two bites, we saw Xiong Wanyi entering the dining hall and looking around. When we saw Fatty Sun and me, we rushed over and said, "You two will wait. Let's eat more, boss Gao has requested, let your brothers go over immediately." Hearing Director Gao summoned, I immediately put down the dishes and got ready to get up. Fatty Sun took two mouthfuls of food and swallowed it before saying to Xiong Wanyi, "Xiong's stuff, what is the boss asking for both of us? I was so anxious."

Xiong Wanyi snorted and said, "Fatty Sun, do you guess Boss Gao will tell me? I was only when I was passing by the Secretary's Office and was pulled by the boss. I had already known that I had taken a detour. By the way, I was just now. It seems that I heard Consultant Xiao’s voice in the director’s office, and 80% has nothing to do with him..." When I entered the director’s office, I saw Monk Xiao sitting opposite the highlight. At this moment, he was smiling and looking up at me and Sun. Fat man.

Seeing that Fatty Sun and I arrived, Gao Liang still didn't talk nonsense. He pointed to the sofa in front and said, "Sit and talk." We both sat down. Director Gao continued, "There is something to be left to you two and Xiao. The consultant went for a trip.” Afterwards, Monk Xiao explained for Director Gao again. Before Guimenguan, he negotiated with Min Tianyuan on the terms of exchanging Huang Ran. Now that the Chinese New Year is about to be celebrated, the religious committee seems to be in a hurry. When it was just lighted up, Hao Zhengyi suddenly contacted Director Gao. They had already prepared to exchange Huang Ran's things overnight and demanded to exchange Huang Ran as soon as possible.

The exchange of Huang Ran's items was negotiated a long time ago, and Director Gao rarely raised the price temporarily, but ended up stuck at the place. The polling bureau and the religious committee distrust each other. The mainland is the territory of the polling bureau, and the main force of the religious committee is in Taiwan. Both parties did not want to take risks in the other's home court. They argued for a while, and finally decided the location of the exchange. To Hong Kong. For the same reason of mutual distrust, personnel from both parties cannot be directly handed over. Both the Public Polling Bureau and the Religious Committee have appointed a third-party agent to be responsible for counting and receiving and exchanging Huang Ran's goods.