I am your natural enemy

Wei Jing looked at the person in the portrait with a strange expression.

"When I need to make a choice, you always let me make the decision myself.

I know you must know far more than me, and I also know your rules.

However, in the past, they always advised me to move, or I took matters into my own hands.

Why are you now giving me the right word not to move? "

Wei Jing continued to throw wild rice, eight times in a row, all of which were laughing cups, leaving him to decide what to do.

Wei Jing sighed and stopped talking.

"Okay, okay, I guess I said something wrong, I am the most obedient person, and I won't move if I don't want to move.

I actually quite like it here, the atmosphere here is really good.

Today, a neighbor asked me if I could make herbal tea.

They think my medicinal materials are of high quality and cheap, which is a huge loss.

There is no herbal tea shop on this street. Let me make some herbal tea and the income is higher than opening a medical clinic.

I don't want to make herbal tea, I'm going to make some sour plum soup.

I've eaten fried chicken from the shaman festival several times recently, and I'm getting a little angry.

Make some sour plum soup and prepare it. "

Wei Jing sat in front of the portrait. After chattering for a while, he put away the portrait, moved a chair, and sat at the door of the medical center, looking at the smoke of fireworks that was getting stronger outside.

In the evening, those who set up stalls, selling snacks, and selling barbecues all began to set up their stalls one after another.

Looking at this picture, Wei Jing raised his head slightly and saw a fat bird with a cat's head flying in the night sky, flapping its wings, and couldn't help but laugh.

He was still not used to it.

He is not used to the people here, and no one seems to think that he looks young and has poor medical skills.

He's not used to it, and no one here seems to care who he is. Isn't it a bit strange?

All the non-ordinary people here seem to maintain this weird tacit understanding.

This made Wei Jing quite uncomfortable.

The most common thing he had seen before was that no one came to the medical clinic. They all thought he was too young and his medical skills were not good.

Or simply have a huge prejudice against the medical clinic he opened.

Even if someone comes, the most they can do is get medicine.

Some people even asked him if they could apply for medical insurance here, and they had to purchase two ingredients for sour plum soup or pear soup.

What he has always been used to is pretending to be an ordinary person, not using any means other than ordinary people, and not even being outstanding among ordinary people.

It's just that he is a doctor after all. Sometimes it is clear that if he saves people in time, they can survive, and the prognosis is good, so he doesn't really want to stand by and let the patient die.

Most of the time the results are good, but there are always white-eyed wolves.

If he were an ordinary person, he could still argue and argue, but he can't. If it gets louder, it will be even more trouble for him.

If someone reports him for using Zhu Youshu, it will definitely attract people from the Lieyang Department, which will cause special trouble.

It's not that he's worried blindly, this kind of thing has really happened before.

Therefore, he could only pretend to die and escape.

Fortunately, at that time, the network of the Lieyang Department was not so large and dense, and the information technology could not even compare with today's hair.

If he is exposed to the sight of the Lieyang Department now, he will never be able to hide in the world again.

The rhythm he has always been accustomed to can no longer keep up with the current changes.

Because of this, he felt very comfortable after coming to Decheng.

No one will look at you differently just because you are a very human being.

Now he likes to go to the fried chicken restaurant when he has nothing to do. He is very happy to watch the two heterogeneous people working. It gives him a sense of relaxation that he doesn't have to care about his other identities at all and is only a customer.

This experience is very rare.

Wei Jing was in a daze, thinking of past events, people and aliens he once knew.

Until they die, the most ideal and beautiful situation they can imagine is not like this moment, a street corner here.

Wei Jing came to his senses and touched his stomach.

Since we’re going to make sour plum soup, it’s not bad to have some fried chicken.

Wei Jing closed the door and left without waiting for the so-called patient who was coming next.

This is just an excuse, he doesn't want to enter Wen Yan's house.

…

The years in Decheng are peaceful and peaceful, but in other places, some people don't feel so good.

In fact, the Lieyang Department had not even confiscated the net, but they had already been forced to take action, dealing with several aliens and arresting several people.

Some strangers came to the door on their own initiative and asked to report 500,000 yuan. The content of the report was considered confidential information.

What else is there to check?

There is no need for any preliminary procedures at all, just invite him to the Lieyang Department for tea first.

If there is no problem, then drink tea; if there is a problem, then check it out.

Catch what needs to be caught and release what needs to be released.

Before the big net was confiscated, someone was already dragging the prey and throwing it onto the net. There was nothing anyone could do.

However, the target of the report involves 500,000 yuan. The specific details remain confidential until the case is completely closed.

Even if someone knows something, at most they only know that the Lieyang Department received a report from the masses and arrested two and a half million people, and that's it.

In the Lieyang Department of Yuzhou, a clerk came to the interrogation room with a stack of documents.

He squinted his eyes slightly, looked around sharply, and then pushed open the door of one of the interrogation rooms.

Inside, on the regret chair fixed on the ground, a demon with a long face and a thin body sat there, twisting uncomfortably.

When he saw it coming, he immediately stopped twisting. Complaining at the top of your lungs.

"Sir, why are you arresting me? I am a good citizen."

The clerk who opened the door moved his mouth slightly and made a mouth shape silently.

"Except for what you shouldn't say, you can tell us about the past events based on the situation. Take your time."

After conveying the message quickly, the clerk immediately closed the door and left.

The monster inside was shocked and still grumbled a few words.

All its behavior was recorded by the camera in the corner, and it didn't dare to show any abnormality.

On the other side, the clerk took the document, looked at the number, and went to another interrogation room, where two interrogators were interrogating a person.

The clerk handed the document over and whispered in the interrogator's ear.

"Important information just delivered."

After delivering the document, the clerk turned around and left.

All this did not alert the internal staff. If there was updated information, it must be delivered as soon as possible when the interrogator took advantage of the fact that the arrested person's emotions were not stable and conducted a surprise interrogation.

Of course, sometimes there is actually no urgent information, but sending new documents during the interrogation is also a means of exerting psychological pressure on the suspect.

Under the premise that the suspect does not know what intelligence they have, the suspect himself will inevitably doubt whether the new things delivered are the evidence or important clues that can put him to death.

Sometimes, the contents of the folders delivered may be no different from two blank papers.

This time, the clerk just delivered it to the wrong door, and no one paid much attention to it.

A member who has worked in the department for 20 years, worked on the front line, transferred to the clerk after being injured, and worked overtime so late today, no one will pay attention to his little mistake.

Even if the leader saw it, at most he would just say to pay attention next time.

The clerk returned to his job, and the section chief in charge saw that the clerk looked tired, so he came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Go home early."

"Section Chief..."

"Go home, it's okay, the work is never done. It's so late, you go home early, and you can have a midnight snack with your daughter.

Your daughter should have not seen you for a few days, right?

When you went back, she fell asleep, and she was still asleep when you went to work.

She has just recovered from a serious illness, you should stay with her more."

The clerk hesitated for a moment and nodded.

He packed up his things and left the Lieyang Department's station.

When he arrived at the door of his house, he took out the disinfectant and disinfected himself all over. He waited until the smell was almost gone before he opened the door and went home.

When he got home, he saw the TV was on, and a thin, pale little girl was curled up on the sofa like a kitten, covered with a blanket.

The clerk returned home quietly. The little girl on the sofa sniffed her nose in her sleep and smelled the familiar smell of disinfectant, and immediately opened her eyes.

"Dad, are you back?"

When the little girl sat up and was about to get up from the sofa, the clerk hurried forward.

"Did I wake you up?"

"No, I didn't fall asleep." The little girl stretched out her arms and was picked up by the clerk. She lay on the man's shoulder and gently sniffed the familiar smell of disinfectant.

"Dad, why are you back so early today?"

"I got off work early today. Did you have dinner? How do you feel today?"

"I did. Auntie made pork mushroom soup today. It's very delicious. I saved it for you."

The man smiled, and his eyes were wrinkled. He felt in his pocket and took out a piece of gold coin-shaped thing wrapped in gold paper.

"I brought you something delicious. I gave it to you last time."

"The chocolate from last time?"

"Yes, imported."

The man peeled off the gold foil on the outside, revealing the chocolate inside, which was black and a little red.

He peeled it carefully and fed the chocolate to the little girl.

"Is it delicious?"

"Very bitter."

"It's right to be bitter, bitterness is authentic, and after the bitterness, there will be more sweetness." The tone of the clerk was a little complicated.

When he saw the little girl eat it completely, he put the gold foil wrapped in chocolate into his pocket without leaving a trace.

He went to heat a bowl of pork and mushroom soup, took a small bowl, gave some to the little girl, and steamed three barbecued pork buns. The father and daughter sat at the dining table and had a rare meal.

Seeing that the little girl's complexion had improved, her appetite had improved.

The man smiled, and after a while, he carried his sleeping daughter back to the bedroom and sat by the bed to look at his daughter.

Until the silent phone lit up, he took the phone and closed the bedroom door.

He came to his bedroom, looked at the phone, was silent for a long time, took out a phone stuck on the back of the bed, and made a call.

"It's done. The guy who was arrested was reported by an alien.

I don't know the details, but I have told him what I should say.

The rest of the matter is beyond my authority."

"Three." A voice came from the phone.

The clerk was silent, with a struggle on his face.

Three, that is, three gold foil chocolates.

That strange and wonderful chocolate has the magical power to replenish people's lifespan.

One can replenish about 25 to 31 days of lifespan. How much can be replenished depends on the individual.

Three, that is three months of lifespan.

His daughter was already dying. According to the hospital, based on his daughter's basic condition, there is a high probability that she will only live for three to five years after surgery. This is still an ideal situation.

He is now using this miraculous thing to extend his daughter's life.

From the first time he got a piece of gold foil chocolate with a little help, he knew that he had stepped into a pit and could never look back.

He has worked in the Lieyang Department for so many years, and he actually already knows what the other party thinks.

However, he couldn't stop.

With his status, his daughter can actually get the best medical resources.

The current saying there is that his daughter is recovering very well, but her body is a bit weak. If she recovers well, she will be able to live a normal life later.

Of course he knew why it was so good.

Now I heard the price on the other end of the phone was raised again, three coins at a time.

After he struggled, he said in a deep voice.

"What to do?"

"I want to know the details of the mysterious businessman and his files."

"Impossible, I told you, his case is now classified as confidential. It is only one step away from top secret. It is impossible for me to see these things with my authority."

"Five."

"..." The man remained silent, becoming more and more confused.

"Six."

"Seven."

"..."

"Twelve pieces, this is the limit. Being too greedy is not a good thing."

The man still didn't speak.

But the next moment is listening to the voice on the phone.

"Eleven."

As soon as he heard that the number started to drop, the man's heart skipped a beat, and a feeling of panic began to emerge, as if the life-saving straw was getting away bit by bit.

It was as if his daughter was starting to blur.

The man gritted his teeth and said.

"You should know what will happen to me if I do this!

Twelve are not enough!

Thirty-six pieces, fixed price! "

The other party was silent for a moment.

"As long as you get the dossier and the current specific situation of the mysterious merchant, twenty-four pieces will be given at a fixed price.

Don't worry, we are most concerned about credibility, no matter what happens.

These twenty-four pieces will definitely appear in your daughter's hands within three days of me getting them. "

After hanging up the phone, the man sat on the ground, leaning against the bed, panting.

He closed his eyes and after thinking for a long time, he opened his eyes, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

Two years is two years.

He knew best that without the gold foil chocolates he brought back, his daughter would have been gone a few months ago.

Even if it's just two years, there might be some opportunities later.

As long as you are alive, it is still possible.

He quietly came to his daughter's bedroom, looked at her daughter who didn't seem to be sleeping very peacefully, gently held her hand, and stayed by the bed.

At dawn, before the aunt he invited came, he had prepared the food, put it in the steam oven, and turned on the heat preservation function.

When he came to the unit, he started working as usual, and in the afternoon, he finally found an opportunity.

His section chief received a call and went upstairs for a meeting.

Taking the opportunity to sign, he came to the section chief's office and saw the computer that had locked the screen.

He came to the computer and entered the password he already knew with ease.

According to regulations, their computer passwords cannot be reused for a month, but basically only they know the specific day of the month when they will be changed.

He knew that their section chief wanted to prevent him from forgetting, which would be very troublesome.

Several passwords are used in rotation all the time.

The last time I accidentally glanced at it outside, I didn't see what was entered. I just looked at the action and knew which password it was.

Turning on the computer and viewing top-secret documents with the authority of their section chief may be a bit problematic, but there is still no problem in viewing a confidential document.

He opened the file he wanted to see and quickly took a series of photos.

Then he returned to his original appearance, turned around and left.

At the same time, there was an abnormal fluctuation on the "big network" that had been on alert.

Because during the meeting, a senior officer in the Lieyang Department of Yuzhou logged into his work computer and checked the information about Lao Meng.

It is the consistent rule of the Lieyang Department that on the intranet, anyone who views any information that reaches a certain level will be recorded in detail.

Even if some top-secret information is inspected, in addition to the necessary verification procedures, there will also be dedicated personnel to verify it to ensure that there will be no problems.

The internal staff had no idea that the information labeled Confidential Level 1 was actually at least Top Secret Level 3.

Anything that exceeds top secret level 3, even the branch director, is not qualified to see it until he is authorized.

Top Secret 3 is basically the highest level of confidentiality that can only be inspected by the branch director and his participation.

The vibration generated by the big net immediately caused the predator squatting on the big net to locate the secret agent.

But the internet is still not confiscated.

The information was placed inside and was only classified as confidential level 1. It was originally used as bait for fishing.

The Sanitation and Cleaning Office has canceled its vacation several days ago and keeps all staff on standby.

The back-office officer naturally knew nothing about this, but he knew that what he did today was destined to overturn.

Having worked in the Lieyang Department for twenty years, he certainly knows the procedures of the Lieyang Department best and knows what the Lieyang Department is good at.

He spread the news and gave up the little hope of continuing to work in the unit.

He went home directly. When he got home, he cooked dinner for his daughter and then waited to be caught.

When his daughter went to sleep, he was still a little surprised that no one came to arrest him.

When I came to the window, I looked outside and saw two cars parked under the street lights.

His section chief leaned on the car and waited quietly.

After seeing the light in his daughter's bedroom go out, his section chief called him.

"Hey, Lao Feng, is your daughter asleep?"

"Sleep."

"Well, I'll wait for you downstairs at your house."

"good."

The clerk hung up the phone and took one last look at his daughter.

When he went downstairs and came to the car, he saw cigarette butts lying on the ground at the feet of his section chief. His eyes became a little red and he couldn't help but burst into tears.