I’m Really Scared

Xia Lei was drenched in cold sweat, and his heart sank even more.

"Since Shen Dinghua can silently change what I want to say, it can also change my actions..."

After thinking of this, he gave up the idea of ​​shooting now.

Under the circumstance that there is a "screen" to maintain the enchantment, if such an extremely dangerous ability user can be eliminated, he will fight the old injury to return to full force, or even be killed because of angering the other party, it does not matter.

But there is no enchantment and no other measures, and he will kill everyone in the entire building.

Such a price is unbearable for him.

When his consciousness was under control, Xia Lei was already an isolated island.

When the unilateral information flow was blocked, Xia Lei couldn't even pass on his warning, telling others that "Shen Dinghua is a dangerous ability user".

Not to mention whether it is possible for him to commit suicide at the moment when he is thinking of making a move, even if he can make a move, he will most likely be mistaken by others for killing innocents...

There is no way to break the game!

Xia Lei took a deep breath, thinking that the extent to which his words were distorted was still limited, at least to eat Mala Tang instead of Wallace.

This shows that Shen Dinghua still has consideration...

But even so, Xia Lei already felt that the reputation he had accumulated in the first half of his life was in jeopardy, and he was about to slip into the abyss of forcibly asking for bribes to pick up petty bargains.

Xia Lei looked at Shen Dinghua's unchanging smile, and sighed in his heart, knowing that there would be no way to take Shen Dinghua today.

In the future...I don't know if there is any chance.

He had been silent for some time when he was thinking, and seeing that Li Zhiying's expression had already carried a hint of irony and sullenness, he quickly waved his hand and said, "Just kidding, President Li don't need to take it seriously, I just wanted to say, can you tell me Buy some."

He asked the men from the logistics department to put down the tea tins and said embarrassingly: "To tell the truth, I'm just here for a business trip, the time is tight, I'll be back to the headquarters soon, and I don't have time to go shopping, but I have no time for Hangcheng Longjing Tea. I have longed for it for a long time, and it happens that President Li is here, and it is inevitable that I will be a little anxious when I see the joy of hunting."

Xia Lei's words are sincere, his expression is serious, and his temperament is very convincing.

Only then did Li Zhiying's complexion improve, although she was still very puzzled by the sudden stern words of this police officer Xia - with an expression that was almost like a robbery - asking for tea.

But when the other party said so, she couldn't help but go down the steps.

Li Zhiying said in a gentle tone: "You don't have to buy it, it's just tea leaves. It's good for you to keep a souvenir."

Xia Lei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he and Shen Dinghua's facial features were not changed.

He shook his head, and logically asked the logistics staff to put the tea back, hehe smiled: "If that's the case, how can I be so embarrassed to ask for it, I can see that you like this tea very much, so I won't take it for granted. "

"..."

Li Zhiying was about to be confused, and inexplicably asked for tea, turned her head and said no more...

If you don't understand, ask, is this Officer Xia a split personality?

Even though she has met many people of all shapes and sizes in the news media industry, she has never seen such a polarized attitude.

But everyone said no, the tea was stuffed back, and Li Zhiying couldn't force it any more. Before leaving, she asked again uneasy, "Then do you have anything else?"

"It's gone. It's gone."

Xia Lei said with tears in his eyes, "We'll leave after a while."

As usual, Li Zhiying didn't seem to see Shen Dinghua, she walked out of the door and didn't forget to close the door.

Now, only the members of the special security team, Guan Shan and Shen Dinghua are left in this office.

Xia Lei looked at Guan Shan, adjusted his attitude, reached out his hand and made a gesture of please, and said warmly with a smile: "Please sit down.

"

The attitude is incredible.

And he did not avoid Comrade Xiao Shen, it seems that it should not be a secret...

Guan Shan had previously guessed whether this special security group might be a secret organization, specializing in dealing with supernatural events, but now it seems that

Guan Shan raised his eyebrows, sat down with Shen Dinghua, and said, "Just tell me, what do you want me to help with? Let me tell you first, I'm just an ordinary reporter, if you want me to solve a big case, then you can I got the wrong guy."

Xia Lei twitched the corners of his mouth. He walked through the 2,000-degree molten iron unscathed and ripped off an "ordinary little reporter" from an ability user?

Those who died at your hands will not be able to come to life and ask, "Are you polite?"

But what's even more extreme is that after Guan Shan finished speaking, Shen Dinghua's head pressed hard like a chicken pecking at rice, her face tensed in a serious manner, and she said nervously: "Well, Xiaoshan is just a reporter, it broke last time. The case was also a coincidence, and those people were holding knives at that time, which was very dangerous."

Shen Dinghua was worried: "If I help the police again, and Xiaoshan is targeted by the gangster, what should I do if I get injured?"

No matter how dangerous, where are you two in danger?

Where are the remaining teenagers who were confessed by Tian Bin but disappeared? The police don't know, how can Guan Shan not know?

Considering the possibility that Guan Shan thought that Shen Dinghua was an ordinary person, he chose to hide and resist from the special security team... Damn, Xia Lei felt that he had never been so speechless in his life.

"Can you guys be more open and honest!"

Xia Lei wanted to say that, but unfortunately he couldn't.

However, since Shen Dinghua said so, then the meaning is probably very clear, that is, he doesn't want Guan Shan to join the special security team and get involved too much with them.

However... it was clear that Guan Shan "passed by" and "killed them all" every time.

Understood, Xia Lei flexibly changed his thinking, that is, he didn't want them to take the initiative to find Guan Shan to do things, keep the status quo as Jiang Taigong, and help Guan Shan when he was willing to "take the bait", right?

Xia Lei couldn't help thinking bitterly in his heart: "This is really quite a kind of overbearing 'what I give you is yours. If I don't give it to you, you can't grab it'."

What else could he do?

Say no now, and later he may say that he is going to eat ten set meals at Wallace's store without toilet tonight, and execute it.

Xia Lei happily took out a form and a contract, and said, "It's alright, this time I came here mainly to ask if you have any ideas for a place for a special non-staff, the functions of our special security team and normal law enforcement agencies. It's not the same, I won't let you solve the case or something."

Guan Shan was puzzled and said, "Then why did you give me this quota?"

He tentatively guessed: "Could it be because of... that bus that night?"

Any encounter with a supernatural event is the setting of the people in the circle.

Xia Lei pondered: "To a certain extent, right?"

The battle on the bus made them completely sure that Guan Shan had at least a C-level and was on the same front as them.

Guan Shan touched his chin and read the form again: "So that's it... Then what obligations do I have?"

Xia Lei glanced at Shen Dinghua, shook his head and smiled: "No, just go to our branch in Hangzhou to sign in regularly, and there are welfare subsidies."

Guan Shan's eyes lit up: "Subsidy? How much?"

Xia Lei thought for a while and said, "According to your current level, it's 200,000 a month."

Guan Shan was stunned, and the pen in his hand almost fell: "How much?!"

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ps1: Thanks to Yue Miao, 98 Street Xiuqin, how many yuan for four poems, and Feifei Fei Dong Piao Piao!

ps2: put a bowl here (look forward to it)