Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures

"It's the soul-suppressing charm of Li Tianyi from the Taoist school of Laoshan. It is a lie to Laozi." As soon as the door opened, the director of the fifth room, Ouyang, who had just met upstairs, walked in cursingly to the left.

Seeing him entering the shooting range, Hao Wenming asked a little unexpectedly, "Didn't you go out to Taobao? Didn't I say that people cheated?"

Ouyang leaned to the left and said angrily: "Morty, almost let me lie to me, saying that there is a rubbing of the ghost map of the hells painted by the first generation of Zhang Tianshi on the ghost platform of Longhushan Town, and the deception is just dug out from the soil. Yes, it has been more than eight hundred years. Go and have a look, the silk cloth used for the rubbings is made of acrylic fiber!"

Ouyang turned to the left and ignored Hao Wenming. He took out two talisman papers from his arms and placed them on the table. The index finger of his right hand hooked me and Fatty and said, "You two, come over, write on the paper. It’s best to write the lunar calendar for the date of birth. Have you had **** in the last three days? Don’t write if you have any.

Seeing the dumbfounded look of us, Hao Wenming explained: "Director Ouyang is making a natal talisman for you two. With this talisman, if you have an accident outside, the bureau will know the first time."

After Fatty Sun and I finished writing the years, Ouyang took out another silver needle to the left. After burning it with a lighter for a while, he stabbed a few drops of blood on the fingertips of me and Fatty Sun and dripped it on the rune paper. .

"Okay, go to the talisman. Old Hao, leave them to you." He left the shooting range without looking back.

"Hey, this is your job, right?" Hao Wenming didn't stop Ouyang to the left, sighed, and said nonchalantly: "Let's go on, where did you just talk about it?" Fatty Sun said, "The pistol is over. , It's time to say something else." Hao Wenming nodded and talked about other equipment.

To make a long story short, the police swing stick was also spelled all over. The object that looks like a mobile phone bag is a rune bag with ten pieces of rune paper inside. Hao Wenming didn't say the specific function of rune paper. He just said that during training, Ouyang will teach us how to use it.

"Okay, I'm done with all that should be said. There is still time, let’s practice guns. According to the rules of the Polling Bureau, investigators can only use ordinary bullets when training targets. But you are testing guns for the first time, and you can make an exception. bullet."

Hao Wenming finished talking and pressed the button to teleport the special target to a place fifty meters away. He said, "This gun may be different from what you usually use. Come and find the feeling."

Fatty Sun was not polite. He pushed the magazine into the magazine in the handle of the gun and pointed it at the target with a "pop". Hao Wenming looked at the monitor's screen and said, "Ten Rings, Great Sage, good marksmanship." I looked at the target, and there was a red spot on the Ten Rings.

"The erythema at the shooting position was the second explosion of the warhead, and the concentrated cinnabar inside burst out. It wasn't me who said, Dasheng, your marksmanship is indeed good."

Fatty Sun smiled and said, "Director, within ninety-nine steps, I mean where to hit the target, fifty meters away. It's a trivial thing." After saying that, "Papa Papa" all the shuttles were shot out. . It may be that Fatty Sun just boasted, and he can't hold it anymore. No more ten rings were hit, only the eight or nine rings.

"Not bad, one hundred and twenty-nine rings, that's pretty good. Lazi, it's up to you." Hao Wenming said while looking at the electronic transcript.

I changed to a humanoid target, which is also fifty meters away. There were three shots without aiming and raising his hand. Three small holes full of erythema appeared almost at the same time on the eyebrows, throat and chest of the humanoid target.

When the third bullet popped out of the chamber, I found the target for shooting. Following the appearance of a fat man, I also lighted a shuttle of bullets. A row of small red holes appeared neatly around the neck of the humanoid target. As my last shot landed, the neck of the human-shaped target broke with a "click", and the human head on the target fell off. Fatty Sun is okay. He has seen my marksmanship in the Shuilian Cave, so he won't be too surprised. But Hao Wenming on the side was stunned.

Hao Wenming said with a little excitement: "It seems that both are good. Both of you have good marksmanship. Unfortunately, we don't have any shooting competitions in the bureau, or it's for the two of you to go."

Still playing? My heart turned over, I don’t know why I suddenly remembered the old king who had died in Shuiliandong...

It's really a matter of opinion about how long three months are. After several years of special forces' life, the special training of the polling bureau is really nothing to me. But for Fatty Sun, it was like killing him.

On the first day when he arrived at the polling bureau, Ouyang took out two envelopes to the left and handed them to me and Fat Sun. "One for each person, and see what's inside." Fatty Sun was about to tear the envelope and was slapped left by Ouyang. Hit it, "Who told you to open it?"

Fatty Sun said inexplicably, "What do you think if you don't open it?"

"Nonsense, what do you need to do when you open it? Use your third eye to see it!"

"The third eye?" Fatty Sun reached out and touched his ass. I kicked him lightly behind him and said, "What do you think? It's the eye of the sky! What are you thinking about all the time?" Fatty Sun became a little anxious and pale, "You just think about it, my **** is itchy, scratching Can't scratch it?"

Ouyang turned to the left and couldn't wait, and urged: "Hurry up, there's more after reading it! This day will be full for you." Fatty Sun pleaded with a frown and dead father, "Director Ouyang, Give some hints."

I played this test when I was six years old, and it didn't have any difficulty. Staring at the envelope for a while, half of the newspaper inside appeared before my eyes. I said, "Brother Guanxi has an accident! There are also Baizhi and Jiaojiao. It's a pity, there are still mosaics, so I can't see clearly. Director Ouyang, where's half a newspaper?"

Fatty Sun stared at me and shouted, "Can you see? What is it?"

I tore the envelope open. It is half of the entertainment page of the Capital Morning News today. Fatty Sun snatched it over and saw that it was the sensational "Yenzhaomen" incident.

"Xiao Shen, you are not bad, you can see it so quickly. There are a few who can surpass your speed in the game." Ouyang turned to the left with a smile, and when he turned to look at Fatty Sun, he changed his face and said: " Hello, fat man, how about you?"

Fatty Sun stared at the envelope for a long time, his face flushed. After Ouyang leaned to the left five or six times, he hesitated and said, "Is it... the lower half of the newspaper?"

Ouyang froze for a moment, and still asked in disbelief, "Didn't Xiao Shen tell you secretly?"

"How come? You just stand there, how can we have a chance to talk?" Fatty Sun also tore open the envelope, it really was a follow-up of Guanxi brother and Baizhi sister.

After Ouyang turned to the left, I asked Fatty Sun, "You guessed it?"