Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

Morgana folded the files on the desktop, stuffed them into the drawers and locked them. Then she knocked on the desk next door and said, "J, you go to the analysis department again. I have to see the Huanshan Villa tomorrow morning." Blood identification information for the case.”

"I'm going to ask now if they have finished analyzing..."

"That's tomorrow morning too! It's already off work, and I don't want to be held back by them." Morgana stood up, looked around, and then said: "J, I'm going out now. If anyone comes to see me at this time …”

"I'll help you take it so you can slip out smoothly." The female agent named J used her professional analysis skills to carefully observe Morgana's expression and movements. A smile soon broke out on her dark face, her eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she lowered her voice and said, "Do you have a date tonight?"

"I want to meet a friend, and the date is still far away. You don't have to be so secretive. Haven't you seen that I am so calm?"

"Damn it, are you still calm? If your fair and tender face is a little red, it will be obvious, and I have the sharpest eyes in the bureau. If you are really so calm in your heart, stretch out your wrist and let me Pinch your heartbeat. Hehe, don’t you dare?”

"It's not that I don't dare, but I don't want to waste time with you." Morgana quickly packed her things, making sure there was no case-related information on the table and that all drawers were locked. "I'm leaving, don't make any noise, I'll treat you to ice cream later."

"Come on, let's go. Lower your head and bend down. I see the chief inspector appearing from the back door window. Go through the other door and don't let him catch you."

Morgana gave a thumbs up to express her gratitude, then bent down and slipped out of the back door using the cover of her desk and other colleagues. She slipped out just as Chief Inspector Jamil Cannings walked in through the front door, avoiding the very possibility of "honorary overtime."

At this time, Morgana's cell phone rang suddenly, startling her. As she continued to move towards the equipment, she took out her phone and quickly connected it. I thought it was Naike calling, but I didn't expect it was from home. Butler Clayton's deep and magnetic voice was very recognizable. He said unhurriedly: "Miss, your mother asked you what you would like to eat more tonight: salt-baked lobster or caramelized steak."

"She can eat whatever she wants. I won't go back to eat tonight. I have something else to do, so I'll hang up."

"Miss, please don't hang up the phone yet. Your father asked me to tell you: The current situation in Peicheng is not good. Known intelligence indicates that the Gardener Organization is preparing to launch a new terrorist attack. The targets include some people in the constitutional government and several companies. offices, and PCPD facilities. Your father suggests that you take ten days off and come back to spend time with your mother."

"Clayton, are you able to lock the time within ten days now?"

"I don't know the specific situation. I suggest you ask your father directly." The housekeeper said, "Your mother also..."

"Of course my mother will agree with my father's idea. She has always been like that. Well... you tell them this." Morgana returned the communication radio and other equipment to the equipment while staying on the phone: "I don't have time to ask for leave today. Yes, this is the first thing tomorrow morning, and then we go back. Let them stop being so stupid and only worry, do you understand?"

"Okay, I will convey it. In addition, please be careful, pay attention to safety, and don't be deceived emotionally."

"Shut up." Morgana pressed the hang-up button hard and hummed softly. She doesn't like to be paid too much attention to, and she doesn't like to have her inner thoughts revealed. So she adjusted her emotions and kept telling herself to be calm and to have self-control.

Actively controlling emotions and managing expressions is a very useful skill, but there are problems if you use it too much. For example, it will look unnatural. When Morgana arrived at the meeting place stuck, her expression was a little too controlled. Originally, I just wanted to show calmness and calmness, but in the end, I became more cold and arrogant.

Zhuang Xuteng tilted his head, thinking that Morgana was in a bad mood, so he immediately checked himself and made sure that he had not offended her recently, and then he felt relieved. He smiled and waved, and said, "I haven't seen you for a while. How are you doing?"

"Which side do you ask?"

"Have you ever thought that the PCPD is boring and you need to find mercenaries to fight crime or play the role of mercenaries to fight crime?"

"Yes, but the time is not ripe. The biggest threat to Peicheng right now is the gardener organization and the mercenaries who cause trouble everywhere." Morgana frowned slightly, tilted her head slightly, and asked: "What's the point of calling me out? "

"Exchange hostages." Zhuang Xuteng chuckled twice, and then said: "I always feel bad about using your motorcycle in vain. It just so happens that I recently bought a pretty good motorcycle and gave it to you. This is called exchanging hostages. "

"If the car comes from the wrong direction, I will never want it."

"I'm not stupid. If there is a problem with the car's origin, will I hand it over to the PCPD? Don't worry, if you don't steal, rob or cheat, the motorcycle is mine. All the procedures are complete. I just got it from the sales center today - but I can't It's brand new. I rode it today." Zhuang Xuteng half-turned around and pointed to the street: "Stop right there, come and take a look."

"Okay." Morgana's voice was calm, but her index finger gently tapped the seam of her pants, obviously feeling a little excited in her heart.

Needless to say, the styling of the motorcycle was powerful and domineering enough, and Morgana fell in love with it at first sight. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, finally unable to hold back her smile. Although it was just a smile, Zhuang Xuteng's amazing observation ability could not be seen.

"I didn't ask you to give me a motorcycle." Morgana still insisted.

"It's not a gift, it's a hostage exchange. Your motorcycle is very easy to use. It can be placed behind an armored vehicle. It has good speed. The most important thing is that it can go off-road and can run on rocky and dirt roads. With it by my side, I can deal with more situations. ." Zhuang Xuteng gave enough face and continued: "I'm actually afraid that you will have no use for the car and will take the off-road motorcycle back. This motorcycle can only run in the city and requires special fuel, which is a bit troublesome. If you don't like it, Also use it as a mortgage so that I can use your motorcycle with greater peace of mind."

"Specialized oil? Which gasoline engine company's product is this?"

"Yes, have you seen their ads too?"

"I heard some news that they use underground oil instead of coal powder and whale oil. Petroleum products have a very bad impact on the shadow slave. The cars and motorcycles they make are difficult to control and are not very safe."

Zhuang Xuteng scratched his head and said: "That was a thing of the past, now there is new technology. In fact, I don't know much about it. I only know that the sales of new models of cars are very good, and many people are rushing to buy them. The scalpers are blocking the door. You Give it a try first, if you don’t like it, just use it as collateral.”

"When did I say I didn't like it?" Morgana snorted softly and said, "I just doubt your intentions. Do you want me to coordinate with the PCPD to facilitate your actions?"

"Hey, don't accuse people unjustly. I am your informant and I work for you, not the other way around. If someone says that you are my informant in the PCPD, that is absolutely slander! What do I want the PCPD to do? , I can just take the exam and become a PCPD, right?"

"This excuse is very forced, but it can't be said to be unreasonable." Morgana found that she didn't know what she was talking about. She was worried that if she continued to go around, her rhythm would be disrupted, so she cut through the mess quickly and said: "The motorcycle is good, I will accept it. ”

"Yes, it should be as simple as that." Zhuang Xuteng took out an envelope from his pocket and said: "Inside are the instruction manual, warranty and maintenance matters, detailed information about the gas station and the basically completed registration form. You are the PCPD, You can’t break the law knowingly, and you have to complete all the procedures.”

"This is your motorcycle, do you want me to register it?"

"Forgot what I do? I'm half a gangster, and even Naike is a fake name. You don't think my real name is Naike, do you?" Zhuang Xuteng shook his head and said, "Don't ask me what my real name is, either. According to professionalism, I won’t tell you. As compensation, I’ll treat you to dinner!”

"Inviting the PCPD to dinner may be considered a bribe."

"What kind of bribe, at most it's a chance meeting! Well... I'm hungry. I hope you can take care of the civilians' small request and reluctantly protect me while I eat. In order to be more integrated into the environment when protecting the target, you also Eat something reluctantly. This is all for the safety of Peicheng."

"The word "reluctant" really shines here. And since when will Peicheng become unsafe if you don't have enough food to eat?"

Morgana's words were already a joke, which showed that she no longer cared about the self-suggestions of "self-control and keeping reserved", and became more and more natural and truly calm.

"Good citizens like me who work hard and obey PCPD management can't afford to eat. That means there is a problem in Peicheng, and the first one to bear the brunt is safety issues..." Zhuang Xuteng narrowed his eyes and his expression suddenly became very serious. Morgana followed his gaze and turned around, and soon discovered the problem.

It was a small van that had just been parked across the road. The entire cab was replaced with one-way glass and a matte film was used. As a result, you could only see from the inside to the outside, but not from the outside. internal. Such behavior is illegal, but it is not unusual on some safety vehicles. There is no need for a van to do this unless it is for some illegal activity.

The truck door opened sideways, and four men carrying satchels quickly jumped into the truck from different directions. Zhuang Xuteng and Morgana both noticed their tattoos and guessed that they were probably gang members. The truck had just started when a dull explosion came from the next block around the corner.

"Informant, should we catch up first and take a look?"

"I'm a mercenary. I won't work unless I'm paid." Zhuang Xuteng walked towards the motorcycle and said, "Originally I wanted to treat you to a meal. If you treat me to a meal instead, I will be happy to do it."

"Just what I wanted." Morgana smiled.

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