Plague Doctor

Guangting City has always been an important place for the Tianji Bureau.

Because in this bustling and flashy metropolis, there are many things that are obvious and many things that are hidden.

But Yachi Street, located in the marginal city's jurisdiction, is not a particularly lively commercial pedestrian street, and it can even be said to be a little deserted. The shops along the street here either sell some counterfeit goods from parallel imports, which are still a bit popular;

Among them is a small shop called "Laotong Groceries", which sells almost everything, including women's clothes, children's toys, tobacco and alcohol, and rheumatism ointment for the elderly.

These goods were crowded in a mess in the shop of less than 30 square meters, and many of them were covered with dust. I don't know how long they have been placed and they haven't been sold yet.

Just like the name of the street, this store has a vulgar and old-fashioned color.

"This dress costs 100 yuan? It's bad, you might as well grab it!" At this time, a well-built aunt held a dress full of big red flowers and yelled at the shop owner: "Thirty yuan, If you sell it or not, if you don’t sell it, you will be knocked down!"

The shop owner, Lao Tong, was sitting behind the checkout counter at the door. He was a man in his fifties who was already approaching old age. Although the weather in mid-October was very cool, the boss was only wearing a white sleeveless vest, his legs crossed, and slippers. The feet are shaking leisurely.

In his hand, he was looking at a "number report" for underground lottery gambling, and from time to time he used a ballpoint pen to draw circles on the paper to make number predictions.

"I really want to lose 30 yuan, Aunt Xia, because you are so beautiful, I will give you a 20% discount, 80 yuan."

As Lao Tong spoke, he took a sip from a miniature stainless steel wine bottle on the counter. He was still looking at the newsletter with slightly drunken eyes, and muttered, "This issue seems to be about to publish a tiger...but here's another The tiger killed..."

"You are crazy, I can buy three dresses online for 80 yuan!" The aunt threw the dress back on the messy shelf, "I won't buy it!" She turned around angrily and walked away, but her eyes were watching whether Lao Tong had The intention is to keep it, but Lao Tong still only looks at the code report, does this guy want to do business...

At this time, when the aunt turned around, she almost bumped into the passers-by who were walking. There were several tall, muscular men with fierce expressions on their faces.

She was slightly startled, and hurried away, only to find that there were several black cars parked on the side of the street not far away, and there were more muscular men and women standing beside the cars.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes came down from the middle car. He was also in his forties or fifties.

Under the protection of a group of bodyguard-like men and women, the middle-aged man walked over to Laotong Grocery.

"Oh, it's a bad idea to buy a lottery and lose all the money owed to the dealer, right?" The aunt thought to herself, walking faster, and if there was a fight, she wouldn't be tired.

Who in Yachi Street doesn't know that Rotten is good at drinking and gambling, and his mouth is stinky, and he usually owes an unknown amount of foreign debts.

Otherwise, at this age, he doesn't even have a wife and children, and he runs a dilapidated shop, and no one will know if he dies in it and his hair stinks.

The aunt looked back, just in time to see the middle-aged man walked into the bad shop alone, and the thugs were guarding the outside of the shop.

I really don't know who it is...

Of course, if aunt's eyesight could be more accurate, she would see that those people's stern faces were not vicious, but solemn.

The look in the middle-aged man's eyes was not fierce, but respectful with restrained excitement.

The middle-aged man is Li Mingfan, director of the Tianji Bureau of Guangting City, who has been the director for five years. But there are still some old friends that he can only look up to.

Li Mingfan looked at the old man in the white vest behind the cash register, slightly bowed his head, and called out, "Master Tong."

"Huh?" Lao Tong had already looked at them, the drunkenness in his eyes seemed to wake up, and he seemed even more confused.

"Master Tong, many things have happened in the country recently." Li Mingfan put down a thick document on the counter, "Here are some materials."

Recently, abnormal forces have been active, especially the incident of the banyan tree disease. The big event in the different space just happened in Dongzhou...

"What do you think?" Lao Tong didn't pick up the file to read, but still read the code report, "Aren't you afraid that I will go crazy after reading it?"

"Master Tong, you are trying to kill me." Li Mingfan sighed with a wry smile, "The higher-ups are going to invite you out of the mountain. The situation has changed, your handling of that case back then, your suggestion to the Bureau of Secrets... All have been re-evaluated." At the end, he couldn't restrain his excitement.

Master Tong is a legendary figure, and his archives can only be fully deciphered with the authority of B-level personnel. Li Mingfan, as the director of the sub-bureau, is not fully aware of it.

Back then, Lord Tong made outstanding achievements repeatedly at a young age, and quickly rose to become the captain of a now-disbanded mobile task force. It was only a matter of time before he could occupy a high position in the headquarters.

At that time, Li Mingfan was only a G-level officer in the investigation department of the bureau, and Master Tong was the idol of their peers.

Only later, because of a confusing and unresolved case...

Master Tong was "crazy", his s value was less than 30 at that time, he was considered an extremely dangerous person, and he was forced to retire. It has been almost thirty years now.

But now... those "crazy words" that Master Tong used to say seem to have come true.

The high-level executives at the headquarters understood that to deal with the current situation, a genius like Master Tong who had the corresponding experience was needed to come out of the mountain.

Thirty years is enough to turn a genius into a useless talent, but for Master Tong, the higher authorities still have confidence and want to give it a try.

"The case...has

Any new leads? "Old Tong asked, his voice finally became a little serious, and he put down the code report in his hand.

"There are some, and you can only read them when you go to the headquarters." Li Mingfan nodded, also very serious: "The higher-ups know that you are very dissatisfied with the things of the year, and the thirty-year exile is really sorry for you. But the current situation, I hope you don't care about it." For that case, or for the common people, you can come back."

"Come back?" Lao Tong picked up the wine bottle to drink, and said cheerfully with a sneer, "Is the spell I talked about, the Taoist from the mountain I talked about, and the sect I talked about, finally someone believes it?"

Hearing Master Tong's sarcasm, Li Mingfan was not surprised, knowing that Master Tong had a temperament with a clear distinction between love and hate.

"Master Tong, I've always supported you. You know that. The higher-ups have realized the shortcomings of the Tianji Bureau, so they are planning to set up a new department."

Li Mingfan persuaded earnestly, "First, you will set up an experimental mobile task force, which will belong to the headquarters and support nationwide incidents. There are some relevant talents in these materials for you to choose. Can you see if you are interested? Lord, let's see, I can't do business with you like this, Lord Tong."

Everyone outside the door acted as if they hadn't seen or heard that Director Li, who was usually highly respected, looked like this now.

"Let's see what talents are there first." Lao Tong picked up the document on the counter and flipped through it, turning a page after glancing once or twice, "Oh, oh..."

Li Mingfan knew that Master Tong wasn't flipping through the pages, he just had such a reading speed that he could never forget.

"The s-value of this is too high. I haven't seen it in the world, so don't." Lao Tong looked at it and threw away one piece of personnel file information, and then threw another one, shaking his head again and again: "This is too common, don't .This self-righteous, in fact, ordinary stuff, don't want it. This... this is a bit interesting..."

Lao Tong pulled out one file and put it aside, then looked at the next one, "Hey...this?" Old Tong looked at this piece of paper slowly with narrowed eyes.

Li Mingfan took a look, it was Gu Jun's file in Dongzhou...

"Haha." Lao Tong's wine-red face gradually became excited, with some joy that he hadn't seen for a long time, "Well fried, well fried!"

Lao Tong excitedly clapped the file in his hand, and laughed loudly: "Hello, boy!" He waved to Li Mingfan, and shouted: "Bring the mic here."

"Oh..." Li Mingfan nodded. Master Tong could guess, but he didn't say anything. He was indeed wearing a monitor, and someone from the headquarters was always listening. ——There are high-level executives and related staff.

Li Mingfan was told that he could follow Master Tong's wishes, knowing that the headquarters must be speechless at this time, but he still handed over the tiny monitor in his pocket.

As soon as Lao Tong took the monitor, he yelled at it: "The motive is questionable? The mental state is unstable? The S value is low? You are crazy! Don't explode and wait for the whole world to be pulled together by you It's over, it's so good! This kid is a baby, you know? He's in the camp of the Tianji Bureau, so you can laugh secretly."

"You want me to leave the mountain, right? Two conditions." Old Tong looked at Li Mingfan, and said to the monitor: "One, the case from that year needs to be reopened, and two, Gu Jun, give it to me."

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