The Ninth Secret Bureau

Under the leadership of Chen Xian, several hundred staff members arranged by Fatty Huo began to enter the premises in an orderly manner.

The Investigation Section is responsible for the work of exploration and investigation, and the Logistics Section is responsible for all logistical support. In addition to protecting the members of the branch, the Arms Section is also responsible for the blasting tasks in the near future. As for the Detection Section... currently there is only one Chen Xian. , Perhaps he is also the easiest person in this group, holding a canned beef from the Logistics Department, eating leisurely while leading the way for others.

Looking at the leisurely figure in front, Fatty Huo and others followed silently, the expressions on everyone's faces were a little unspeakable.

In Chen Xian's simple narration, they probably understood everything that happened in the house.

"Huo Ju, where did you invite this man of God?" Song Jueming was very excited when he followed Fatty Huo, his eyes beaming at Chen Xian who was walking in the front, "This The case this time was actually handled by him alone, and told the people in the headquarters that they probably didn't believe it!"

"Didn't Xiao Chen tell me? Not only did he handle this case alone, but also Xiao Lu." Fatty Huo smiled very comfortably with a cigarette in his mouth. He still knows Lu Yisheng quite well, so he naturally knows. Lu Yisheng had a few catties and several taels. In this case, Lu Yisheng could play a very small role, almost negligible.

That’s why Fatty Huo was very pleased, because while Chen Xian was narrating this case, he didn’t take credit like the strangers in the detective department. He didn’t see the slightest rejoicing. On the contrary, he seemed indifferent to these false names, even halfway through. I also mentioned a few words about Lu Yisheng’s great meritorious deeds, saying that he has a spirit of self-dedication, as if this case could not be done without Lu Yisheng.

Fatty Huo knew very well that this was Chen Xian arguing for Lu Yisheng's merits, because from his account, Lu Yisheng didn't do much, just led the paper people away for a moment, nothing more.

As for the other vital matters, Chen Xian did it alone.

"If I followed a leader like Chen Xian back then, maybe I will stay at the headquarters now, and I will definitely not be assigned to Ningchuan, a place where birds do not shit." Song Jueming said, raising his hand and clasping it. Eye feces, his face was full of emotion, "Huo Ju, this time our Ningchuan branch is showing up, right?"

"Aren't you nonsense?" Tu Sen leaned over, with a rare excitement on his rigid face, "There are only a handful of special cases that can occur in the country next year. Which time is it not solved by the headquarters? This time our branch can be regarded as the first for them!"

Zhao Song pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his smile still matched his meticulous temperament. It made people look at him, "I don't know how much bonus we can get."

Jin Buhuan followed them with a few of his subordinates. While Fatty Huo and the others communicated with each other, Jin Buhuan turned his face sideways and listened in a rather wretched manner.

After walking along the alley for a while, Jin Buhuan suddenly stepped forward and walked to Huo Fatty's side. He stretched out his hand to put his hand on Huo Fatty's shoulder without warning, with a smile on his face.

"Old Huo, let's talk?"

Hearing this, Fatty Huo glanced at him, and his smile was as brilliant as a chrysanthemum: "Director Jin, what do you want to talk about?"

"That..." Jin Buhuan seemed to stop talking. He looked at Fatty Huo, his voice inevitably lowered, "Now the domestic situation is more complicated. Enough, so I have an immature idea, I hope you can help me..."

"Don't say it if you are immature." Fatty Huo said calmly.

"You can listen to it!" Jin Buhuan said with a flattering smile, "I just want to borrow someone from you."

"They are all good comrades from the Secret Bureau. If you say you don't borrow, yours is mine, and mine is yours." Huo Fatty's expression was full of politeness, but his words suddenly changed. Turning, "But what about borrowing people...how do you want to borrow?"

"I want to bring Chen Xian back to the provincial bureau." Jin Buhuan's eyes were very excited. He seemed to have imagined the scene of Chen Xian joining the provincial bureau. After the anomalous case, his title will definitely be rated as special by his superiors... You should also be aware that each special member is a species that is more cherished than the giant panda. In our department, not at the headquarters. It’s just to find a job in the provincial bureau, and staying in the branch is not a problem."

Hearing Jin Buhuan's words, Huo couldn't help frowning.

He knew very well that Jin Buhuan was telling the truth, and he also knew the importance of a special member to the Secret Service.

If Chen Xian is allowed to join the provincial bureau, then he will definitely play a greater role than staying in the branch. He will be exposed to more unusual cases and will have more opportunities to save others...save those innocents Isn't this just the purpose of the Secret Service?

Of course, it is undeniable that Fatty Huo also has selfish motives. He also wants Chen Xian to stay in the Ningchuan branch, because as long as Chen Xian is stationed at the branch, most unusual cases can be solved as easily as possible in the future, and there is such a special level. The employees stay in the sub-bureaus under their own management...it is indeed a long face!

Fatty Huo frowned and thought for a while. In the end, his sense of mind defeated his selfishness. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, with a helpless expression: "Go and talk to Xiao Chen by yourself. If he agrees, you will take him. Go to the provincial bureau, I will not force it to stay."

Jin Buhuan slapped Huo Fatty's shoulder heavily, and said solemnly, "Thank you."

"Thanks for the fart?" Fatty Huo gave him a white look.

"A gentleman doesn't take people's favors, but the current situation...you should know it too." Jin Buhuan sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, "not only in our country, but also in foreign countries. For the news of the Sun Tzu’s haunt, Lao Meizi has set up a special investigation department to monitor them. We want to monitor them, but the country is too large and there are too many people in the country. If you want to monitor it, you can’t monitor it. They were there again a few days ago. northwest......"

"If he goes to your provincial bureau, you have to send him over to help us when our branch encounters difficulties." Fatty Huo didn't want to listen to his nonsense, and said straightforwardly.

Jin Buhuan nodded hurriedly, saying which of us is with whom, isn't this kind of thing necessary!

As soon as the voice fell, Jin Buhuan trot forward, and stopped chatting with Fatty Huo, and ran directly to Chen Xian to communicate with him.

Walking in this familiar lane, Chen Xian felt a little anxious, and his mind was full of pictures of Mu He's injuries. He wished to fly over and take her to the hospital for treatment.

Fractures shouldn't be a big problem...

Although she doesn't have the resilience like mine... but she is a stranger anyway... the resilience should be stronger than ordinary people...

There should be no sequelae, right?

Chen Xian's mind is getting more and more chaotic, he is like a parent who is very anxious to see a child sick, his heart is like being burned on a fire, both anxious and impatient, unspeakably uncomfortable.

"Little Chen?"

Hearing Jin Buhuan's voice, Chen Xian instinctively turned his head and glanced at him: "Director Jin, what's the matter?"

"Let's talk?" Jin Buhuan still resorted to the old tricks.

"Talk about letting me join the provincial bureau?" Chen Xian didn't play the card according to common sense, and asked straightforwardly. It seems that the words that Jin Buhuan and Fatty Huo whispered softly before, entered him without a word. In his ears, it's just that he didn't care about it at all.

"Ah... yes... this is it." Jin Buhuan looked a little embarrassed.

"It's good to stay in the branch. I don't have the idea of ​​joining the provincial bureau for the time being." After Chen Xian said this sentence as tactfully as possible, he lowered his head and continued to hurried forward, the expression on his face still so worried. .

Seeing this, Jin Buhuan hurriedly followed up: "Let's talk about the conditions slowly! Don't refuse me in a hurry!"

Chen Xian didn't care about the so-called conditions at all, but it was a pity that Jin Buhuan didn't understand Chen Xian and couldn't see these at all.

Money, power, power... Chen Xian didn't care about these things that were crazy pursued by strangers. If it wasn't for finding clues related to his own life experience, he might not have even agreed to Huo Fatty's invitation.

Chen Xian is a person who loves his family very much. Although he feels like a marginal person in many times, it is undeniable that he has deep feelings for this fairly familiar city. After all, he has been here since he was a child. He grew up, so he didn’t resist entering the Ningchuan branch, but if he was asked to change his place to work in the provincial capital...

Do not ask.

Asking is not going!

"Old Huo, it's not easy!" Jin Buhuan returned to Fatty Huo, planning to seek advice from Chen Xian's leader. "How did you get him into the branch?"

"Just chatting casually, just follow me while chatting." Fatty Huo said calmly, the corners of his mouth twitching as if he couldn't help laughing.

"How did you negotiate the terms?" Jin Buhuan frowned and asked, "Did he take the initiative to make terms for you?"

"That's not true." Huo Fatty replied truthfully, and then subconsciously glanced at Chen Xian, who was walking far ahead, and suddenly smiled, "A person his age does not love power or money, and is a little motivated. Nothing, it's weird, right?"

Jin Buhuan didn't speak, his brows became tighter and tighter.

"But this is his temperament, no one can change it." Huo spread his hands and said that he was powerless. "If he doesn't want to work in the provincial bureau in his heart, I advise you not to waste your thoughts. You tell him nothing. use."

Hearing this, Jin Buhuan gave Fatty Huo a very dissatisfied look, then looked at Chen Xian who was walking away from the crowd and couldn't help but muttered, his expression still not giving up.

"Damn, what a weird person!"