Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures

I walked in the door and found out that there is something inside. It turned out to be a standard fifty-meter shooting range. It seems that the future work will have to deal with guns. Regardless of that much, the fat man and I put the box on the shooting platform in the shooting range.

Hao Wenming took out a pack of cigarettes, without letting us, clicked on one and said: "Open the box, the code is 501215."

"Director, does this password have any special meaning?" I said as I flicked the password.

"It's nothing special. December 15, 1950, is Gao Fatty... Director Gao's birthday. By the way, don't forget to be funny when you come."

Have to mean? I started to feel upset. Fortunately, the box has been opened, distracting my attention. The box is divided into two layers. The upper layer is neatly placed with a Type 92 pistol, and four magazines are placed on the right side. On the left is a leather bag like a mobile phone bag.

The second layer is more interesting, it turned out to be a variety of documents. There are customs, inspection and quarantine bureaus, public security bureaus, and procuratorates... The most outrageous thing is that there is a work card from the Central Internal Security Department, and each of them has my photo.

Fatty Sun looked through almost every certificate and said, "Director, your fake certificate is doing a good job, much better than the one on the street for 200 yuan." Before Hao Wenming could speak, I said first:" Great Sage, why are you so clear?" Fatty Sun blinked his eyes for a long time before composing it, and finally he said: "I guess."

I was no longer in the mood to make fun of him, and turned to Hao Wenming and said, "Director Hao, can I ask you a question?" Hao Wenming vomited a smoke ring and said, "Ask, I don't necessarily say."

"It's the first day for me and Dasheng to report today, right?"

"Huh? This is also called a problem?" Hao Wenming looked at me with his head tilted, "I didn't say, don't ask me about this, you have to ask yourself."

"I also know this is not a problem. The question is: Why did the Dasheng and I come to report on the first day, and there are our photos on these certificates? And the photos are not glued, they are laser printed and scanned onto the certificates. Yes. It will take a while for so many photos to be printed, and it is impossible to do it in a short time."

Contrary to what I expected, Hao Wenming heard what I said and did not act surprised. Instead, he followed the example of Fatty Sun and blinked his eyes and said, "You should ask Director Gao for this question. I didn't say it, but he prepared something. of."

Fatty Sun grabbed more than a dozen documents and said, "Director, so many fake documents cost a lot." Hao Wenming glanced at him helplessly, "Who said it was fake? The documents here are 100% genuine. It’s not that I said, you both know that our work unit cannot be too arrogant and cannot report the name when going out to work. It is much more convenient to have these documents."

"Huh? There's this thing too." Fatty Sun took out a short stick from the box and flicked it straight against the wind. It turned out to be a police swing stick.

Fatty Sun gave a few false shots and asked, "Does the polling bureau need a swinging stick?" Hao Wenming became a little impatient and said, "These are all basic equipment, which you will need in the future. There are also pieces. I have to tell you something in advance. Before you get to work, you two need to receive special training from the Polling Bureau for three months, and you can only officially start working after passing the training."

"Director, you mean you can't work if you fail the training? The contract you just signed will be invalidated?" I was regretting the contract just now. I didn't expect God to give me a chance so soon.

"Void?" Hao Wenming looked at me with a smile but a smile, "You dream! I didn't say that if the contract could be voided, I would have stopped doing it! Ninety-nine years, you thought you were kidding? The training period has not passed. If you do, the training period will be extended until it passes. However, the extended training period will not be paid."

Fatty Sun said, "Isn't that just work without food?"

Hao Wenming threw the smoked cigarette butts on the ground and said: "Okay, no nonsense. Before introducing the equipment, let's briefly talk about the internal structure of our polling bureau.

"I told you just now that the Polling Bureau is divided into six investigation rooms. We belong to the first investigation room, also called the comprehensive investigation room. As the name implies, we are responsible for everything. The second investigation room is responsible for domestic affairs. You have just met Hugo, the director of the third investigation office. They are responsible for the three major mainstream religious affairs in the West. The fourth investigation office belongs to the field investigation office. The director of the fifth investigation office, Ouyang, is on the left. Check out the incidents reported from all over the country, and then report them to each room; and he is responsible for your equipment.

"Originally, these words belonged to the training program. Ouyang should have spoken to you on the left side, but if he has something to do, I will tell you first."

"That's not right." Fatty Sun said, holding his fingers, "Director, there are only five investigation rooms, and you seem to be silent about the sixth room."

"Really? I didn't say it? Can't it?" Hao Wenming said three interrogative sentences without any confidence. I also said: "That's right, Director Hao, you didn't introduce you just to investigate the sixth room."

"You two have a good memory." Hao Wenming said in a not very positive tone, and said reluctantly: "The director of the sixth room is called Wu Rendi. If there is something that the other five rooms can't handle, it will be his. The sixth room is in charge."

Fatty Sun said: "This Director Wu is so powerful? Isn't that the big win of the polls?"

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about this, let me introduce the basic equipment to you." Hao Wenming changed the subject far-fetched. He took out the Type 92 pistol on the top floor from Fatty Sun’s box, “It’s not that I said, one of you is a special soldier and the other is an anti-narcotics policeman. You two should be familiar with this thing, right?”

I also picked up my Type 92. I just patronized the lower-level items, and I was a bit cold-hearted about this pistol. Now that I hold it in my hand, I can see the difference between it and the ordinary Type 92 pistol. The whole body of this gun is carved with patterns similar to runes. The body of the gun is heavy, and it feels weird to hold it in the hand. Isn't this the pistol that the white-haired Wu Mian gave me in the water curtain cave? Lao Lin's life was lost by the bullet it shot.

I unloaded the magazine and put another bullet in my hand. It is different from ordinary bullets. The bullet's head was marked with a rune, and it was shining against the light, and it turned out to be dazzling.

"Director, isn't this gun made by your polling bureau?" I asked in a 92nd style raising my hand.

"What is your polling bureau? It's our polling bureau! Also, you put down your gun! I didn't say that you used to be a soldier. Did you know that wiping a gun can kill you?"

Seeing me put down the 92-style in my hand, he said, "This gun is based on the domestically-made 92-style. The runes carved on the gun are the exorcism town ghost of the Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master. Although it is a rubbing rubbing, its power is not small. The special bullet of this gun is also said. The bullet is made of silver alloy and has been treated with anti-oxidation. The bullet is specially processed so that it will hit the target. The second explosion contained highly compressed concentrated cinnabar. As for the runes on the warhead..."