My Classmate is 200 Million Years Old

Without receiving an order, Xuan Mo could not leave. After calling someone a glass of wine just now, he was searched by a few nosy people for a while, but she avoided it. At this time, I couldn't help feeling a little bit resentful. Those people were really hard to serve. !!

Zhuang Yu, also known as Bai Tingxi, after singing the opening song, the master of ceremonies and a few show ladies introduced the wine. After the introduction, the gentle music was played. There were rotating lights in the middle of the venue. Everyone tasted it. New wines, and some went to the dance floor in pairs.

If Xuan Mo wasn't successful, then Zhuang Yu planned to invite Cheng Mingyu to dance. Now Xuan Mo is successful. Zhuang Yu will follow the instructions to invite some unsuccessful target figures to dance and try again.

Xuan Mo also accepted a few instructions. God unknowingly walked through the crowd, and installed a wiretapping device on a few people. The shot was made without any misses, and the monitoring team applauded.

Suddenly, Xuan Mo retracted his hand to install the eavesdropper and passed a target person casually.

The monitoring team was accustomed to bringing a new sound source every time Xuan Mo shot, but this time it was unsuccessful, and they asked what happened.

"Someone is eyeing me." Not only did the mental force send the alarm, she also "looked" at seeing the man coming, "If humanitarian destruction is allowed, I can move on."

That voice is not fake.

A group of people sweated coldly: "Stop!"

So Xuan Mo casually held the plate around the field for half a week, and returned to the corner position, and happened to see a man in a black suit walking slowly to the target figure just now, his hands swayed under him, and then walked casually. Drive away, stand not far from her, and look at her from time to time in doubt.

Xuan Mo handed a few more glasses of wine, looked at the man, pondered for a while, and suddenly walked towards another person.

Without any concealment, the man took a few steps with Xuan Mo. Xuan Mo handed a glass of wine to one of them upon request, and then he waved his clothes in a hem, and then walked back. Passed by the man who followed her.

The man squinted and looked at Xuan Mo's back, and quickly controlled the pace to walk to the person who asked for wine, and touched, of course, nothing.

"Wu Qi, did you install another one? On whose body?" The monitoring team connected a new audio source.

"Follow me." Xuan Mo stood calmly in the corner again, silent for a while, and suddenly said, "The eavesdropper will come off automatically."

"Of course it will! Or do you have to take them down one by one?" I heard whispering whispers later, although it was very clear for Xuan Mo to cover Mike, "Who taught her to counter-track."

"do not know"

"Tough talent."

Xuan Mo then stood for a while and started walking around the field, the man still followed her, but after exploring a few found that there was no problem, he could only stare at her from time to time with a little doubt, but at this time, Xuan Mo's actions Just started.

Senge gave her fifteen eavesdroppers. At first she used seven and the remaining eight. She decided not to waste resources, and included what she needed to observe from the mental investigation but was not included in the target. The characters are listening.

Nothing to do anyway.

All the sound sources are used up, and the monitoring room is too busy. This task is not very important, so the young people sitting in the monitoring room are some younger brothers. They beat and bring new people. It seems that they have never monitored so many people at once. Not only Xuan Mo's big handwriting, but many other people who just completed the target person brought a lot of sound sources.

"Wu Qi, you are so good, it's a pity not to go to logistics!" Another person joked in the headphones, and then began to monitor the additional sound source brought by Xuan Mo.

Seeing Xuan Mo's actions, it seems that it is very simple to give people an eavesdropper. In fact, otherwise, the human heart is long. When performing such tasks, there is rarely calmness from the inside to the outside, let alone this time. Many of them are novices. Veterans are generally cautious when they finish a given task and they will wait for an opportunity to observe. However, novices always feel that they have no chance. They hold hands and wait until they find an opportunity. Looking again, I always feel that someone is watching them.

So several veterans began to observe the newcomers after completing the task, and gradually began to have evaluations. For example, this expression is too unnatural, the courage is too small, and then the one is smart, but not smart enough.

Then, for the most active Xuan Mo, in addition to the unanimous praise, there was only one comment: Does she have any other expression besides expressionless?

Senge sighed again in the outfield. No wonder the military wants to focus on training, she just killed the action team.

The first half passed in the surging monitoring reserve under peaceful appearance. The second half was very dull. The long-term monitoring monitoring period began. At this time, there were no new orders and no response from the monitoring group. Everyone only played freely. It's a lot easier.

Xuan Mo was very upset that her main defense task had never been carried out, because no one had to do anything to endanger her protection.

The reception is over.

After the guests left one after another, the waiters also left one by one.

Xuan Mo handed in the so-called work card, and went outside the door. The instructions came again from the headset, but it was more calm and calm than before: "Wu Qi, reach location a within one minute."

Returning to Senge's car again, he had a serious expression, and said nothing to Xuan Mo in front of a high-rise building. The Xuan Mo memory reminded him that this is a famous large state-owned enterprise and a goal for many people.

Follow Senge from the staff passage to the high-rise building, reaching the thirty-second floor, passing through the gates at the end, and at the end of the ordinary office area, there is a spacious conference room where many people are seated. From the gas field, there is only her on the scene. One is for the reserve team.

There were men, women and children, mostly middle-aged people, only a few young people. At first, I did n’t know what was being discussed. When Xuan Mo went in, they stopped, and stared at her with no blinks. .

This little battle can't make Xuan Mo feel, as if a dinosaur was stared at by a group of ants, but it was a little strange why the ants were okay to stare at themselves, but they didn't bother to move, she was not tired when standing, Straight.

"Wu Qi?" Asked the middle-aged man at the very end.

Is the publisher of the last directive.

auzw.com "It's me."

The middle-aged person pointed to the position on the other side: "Please sit down."

Xuan Mo was polite and sat down.

"I'm your supervisor, the person in charge of the seven provinces and z provinces. You can call me, Uncle Wu."

"Yes."

"We looked at all your materials since birth." Uncle Wu's expression was serious. "You are a talent. We don't want to doubt you, but some things must be figured out."

Xuan Mo is not stupid, of course, knows what he is asking, but just nods: "Well, ask."

"As far as we know, since you were born, you haven't had any access to any training related to our work, such as anti-tracking, such as the installation of such skilled wiretaps, such as combat and shooting, and your endurance while in high school Before, even before this summer vacation, your performance has been mediocre except for the blockbuster admission to the first high school. However, in the first year of high school, you suddenly became noticeable. We want to know, how did you do that? "

Without waiting for Xuan Mo to speak, he added a serious sentence: "I hope you answered truthfully!"

"Well, truthfully." Xuan Mo said earnestly, "I confessed to Yi Hailan at the beginning of the first year of high school, ran to suicide, died, but lived again, and that's it."

"how?"

"What do you say?"

"" Uncle Wu opened his mouth, closed his mouth, and shook his head with a bitter smile. "Do you think we will believe it?"

He stopped looking around: "Who do you believe?"

"If yes, I might believe it." A young man laughed. "It's too fantasy, just like rebirth. Are you resurrected to death and have power?"

"Power? What power?" Xuan Mo asked, "This is a fact. I don't have the expertise to explain it. You can make up for it yourself."

The scene fell silent for a moment.

The current situation is very embarrassing. Everyone was baffled by Xuan Mo's changes. If she said that she had undergone special training, she had to wonder why she secretly carried out special training. Will it be lurking in other countries? Spy, but the problem came again. She behaved too strangely. She didn't seem to cover it up, showing all her changes. It was full of doubt.

The first thing a normal spy needs to do is hide. She is so high-profile that she is fake unless she is stupid.

But everything she has so far shows that she is not stupid, so how on earth can she be like this?

But the fact is that there is indeed data that seems to have changed dramatically overnight, because the night before the high school entrance exam, she was still a person who did n’t know where to put it in the school, and the next morning, Before the first math exam, she kept silent after returning hurriedly. That was the number of times she took the exam. From a notorious person who was not good at science, she became a “science emperor” who was madly passed on behind a high school student.

Great change, that night, or that early morning.

The information is easy to find, and you can know it by telling a friend or looking through the monitoring equipment, but the simpler the performance, the more blurred the facts.

The most important point is that the data also clearly show that Xuan Mo has not touched more than one hand from foreigners since he was a child, and he has not touched more than one hand.

As she said, the combination of sentiment and suicide is the beginning of a superman?

If this is the case, then if the news is spread out, will there be many countries in order to cultivate Superman, forcing their men to run to confess and let the rejected ones commit suicide?

Or maybe a lot of people went to confess their rejection in order to be Superman, and then committed suicide.

No, no, you have to die most of the time before the news goes out!

What's more, is this true?

Xuan Mo's eyes were bewildered again, there was no reasonable explanation, and the most unreasonable explanation became reasonable.

Xuan Mo said that it is true, not bad at all, just a little less, although that little bit determines everything, but of course she will not say it, let alone, even if she said all the truth Shows a little bit of frustration under the gaze of these people.

Although, she hasn't learned to lie yet.

After a while, a door opened on the side of the meeting room. A young man took out a piece of paper and handed it to Uncle Wu. He said something softly and left.

Uncle Wu's face changed, he looked at the paper, and then circulated it. After a circle of people watched it, everyone looked at Xuan Mo's expression.

Of course, Xuan Mo knew what they were saying. Just now, what he said was tested by a polygraph, and the result came out. He was undoubtedly telling the truth.

She was more calm.

But everyone was in a stormy sea.

Is there anything you can do after you commit suicide?

Why not find a heartbroken head and try to commit suicide?