The Ninth Secret Bureau

The mountain was very quiet, and Chen Xian could hardly hear other sounds except for the sound of their breathing.

What happened to them?

Chen Xian looked at the people around him suspiciously, and saw that everyone was looking at his face, as if he was frightened by this mask...Is this mask terrifying?

Thinking of this, Chen Xian took the phone out of his pocket and turned on the front camera to take a closer look at it.

Is it scary?

Not scary.

What are they afraid of?

That's right, in Chen Xian's eyes, this mask looks very ordinary. At best, it can scare ordinary people. It is far from the level that makes everyone shudder, but other people's reactions don't seem to be pretended.. ....what is the problem?

Chen Xian was confused and couldn't think of the answer.

Perhaps this can only be explained by some kind of "relationship". This mask is only an instrument for Chen Xian, and he is the master who controls this instrument, so he didn't feel the weird breath that the mask exudes from beginning to end, so naturally he His fear was not stimulated.

"Fuck... Is that man really a secret guard? Is his face still human???"

"Did they admit it wrong?! Isn't this an abnormal life?"

"That face...It's terrible...It's like walking out of a nightmare..."

"Cameraman, are you still taking pictures?! Hurry up and make a mosaic!!"

Because the afflicted mask and Chen Xian's face blend so perfectly, it is impossible for ordinary people to recognize that it is a mask at a glance, so they all think that the mask is Chen Xian's true appearance, and they all think that Chen Xian looks just like that.

In fact, the people who were frightened by Chen Xian were not just ordinary viewers. The colleagues from the Secret Bureau across the country were also very frightened when they saw Chen Xian’s face, but they did not send out a bullet screen. They were all from all over the country. There was a lot of discussion.

"What's the matter with the Chief of the Detection Section in Ning Chuan?! Have you seen his face?!"

"To be honest, I was taken aback, and I haven't gotten over yet..."

"He doesn't always look like that?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I met him when I went to Ningchuan to exchange and study a few days ago. Section Chief Chen looked like a celebrity. If I were a woman, I had to chase him!"

"Then what's going on now?"

"Who knows, take a look first..."

The headquarters of the Beijing Secret Bureau, the second logistics meeting room.

Song Huang, the head of the logistics department, Chang Sansi, the head of the scientific research department, and Bai Xiaosheng, the head of the investigation department.

The three of them did not follow Director Zhou Tuan to the Shanghai stock market, but stayed at the headquarters in Beijing and waited for the next step.

The live broadcast on the screen kept playing, and Chen Xian's terrifying face that was almost a nightmare was also unreservedly exposed to the three of them.

"What's the matter? How did he become like this?" Song Huang asked with a puzzled face, "I've seen the photos in his file. It's a pretty good-looking young man."

"I don't know." Bai Xiaosheng frowned and looked at the picture on the screen, muttering inexplicably, "Even if he is disfigured, he can't be destroyed like this. What happened to him?"

"It's the suffering person."

Chang Sansi looked at the screen with a dull expression, and pointed to the skeletal structure on Chen Xian's face. His voice was shaking uncontrollably, as if he had encountered something that made him extremely excited.

"It's the mask!! So this is what the mask really looks like!!"

All anomalous instruments will be sent to the Ministry of Scientific Research for research and analysis immediately after being "banned" by the Secret Service.

The mask of the suffering man is one of the anomalous instruments that have been analyzed very early.

Those who have tried to wear the mask of the suffering person before, their faces will not become as horrible as Chen Xian, they will only maintain the appearance of the original plaster mask, but... once the scientific research department used dialysis equipment After inspecting it, there seem to be some undulating lines under the surface of the plaster, which are like some kind of skeletal structure, but because the surface of the plaster is very strong, it is too hard to open for inspection, so it is deeper. Research and analysis work cannot be carried out.

At this moment, Chang Sansi saw the weird skeletal pattern on Chen Xian's face, and instantly remembered the inspection and analysis report of the suffering man’s mask...

"This is the true face of the suffering person..." Chang Sansi muttered in shock, "It's too powerful...How did Chen Xian do it... We can't get rid of its plaster layer by all means..."

"If you are interested, just ask him afterwards and let him come to the capital for a visit." Bai Xiaosheng smiled.

"Hanging." Chang Sansi shook his head and said, "This man has a stubborn temper. Hearing Huo Jiazi said he doesn't like to move, he just wants to stay in Ningchuan."

"Golden kennel and silver kennel are not as good as their own dog kennel?" Bai Xiaosheng smiled.

"Maybe, aren't we the same?" Chang Sansi shrugged, "The last time I saw him, I wanted him to come back with me. It's not easy to say, no benefit, what can you do? ?"

"Look! They are arguing again!"

Hearing Song Huang's words, Chang Sansi and Bai Xiaosheng turned their heads together, and saw that in the live broadcast, Sun Zhihai had already walked towards Chen Xian and the others with the microphone, while the team leader of the Investigation Division followed Sun Zhihai to stop him. .

"Can you wait for us to finish the case and then interview?!" The team leader was too anxious. Seeing that two of the parties were in a coma, he turned his head and shouted at his subordinates, "Let's bring the stretcher up here! The wounded!"

"Who stipulated that interviews should not be allowed now?" Sun Zhihai pushed him away and glared at him angrily, "I'll just ask your section chief a few words!"

At this time, Chen Xian and the others also found that there seemed to be something wrong with the situation here. Not only were there members of the sub-bureau who responded to them, there seemed to be some... reporters?

What are the reporters doing here? ?

Before Chen Xian wanted to understand what was going on, the microphone in Sun Zhihai's hand was stretched out, almost sticking to Chen Xian's nose, and the cameraman by his side followed closely behind him, secretly closing his eyes to face. Zhun Chen Xian's face was given a close-up.

"Anything?" Chen Xian asked curiously.

"Are you the Chief Chen of the Detection Division of Ningchuan Branch?" Sun Zhihai looked at Chen Xian enthusiastically, but he couldn't help turning his head away without looking at him. He didn't dare to look directly at that terrifying face, "I It’s Sun Zhihai, a reporter from the News Group of the Alien Forum. I want to interview you about this case..."

"No comment." Chen Xian interrupted Sun Zhihai directly and stopped looking at him. He turned to the group leader and said, "There is no need for stretchers. Now the situation is urgent and you can't take care of that much. You will take the person down the mountain now. Seal all the roads to and from Lingxi Mountain, don't let people come up and don't let other things go down."

"Yes!"

"Section Chief Chen! Please answer our questions directly!" Sun Zhihai still stood in front of Chen Xian recklessly. In order to pursue the so-called truth, he was not even afraid of that face. "We have the right to interview! Please! You answer..."

"How many of them do you have?" Lu Yisheng couldn't bear to hear someone talking to Chen Xian like this, so he walked forward and pushed Sun Zhihai away with a very unkind expression, "Hurry up and get out, didn't you see that we were working on the case?"

Lu Yisheng was in a pretty good mood. After all, he experienced a lot of danger unscathed. He only felt that his life was too good. It was so reliable to have Chen Xian by his side!

but.

This good mood was completely corrupted by this group of reporters. Although he had long felt that forum reporters were all stupid donkeys, this was the first time he met, plus seeing someone dared to talk to his boss... .Do you want to die?

"Are you threatening us?!" Sun Zhihai was a little anxious. He didn't expect that Lu Yisheng would block him so straightforwardly. He would directly curse him without even giving a few steps. "Are you so prestigious to keep secret? ??! We follow the rules and procedures...We can interview!"

"Go back to interview your mother and ask her how you got your head pinched by the door when you were young!" Lu Yisheng cursed impatiently. Seeing that, he seems to want to use Sun Zhihai. "Don't look at it now. Come for the interview under what circumstances?"

At this moment, Lu Yisheng's cell phone rang suddenly, and when he picked it up, Fatty Huo called him.

"Speak carefully! These dog reporters are broadcasting live!"

"live streaming?"

Lu Yisheng frowned, looked at Sun Zhihai and others, then hung up the phone quietly, and logged in to the website of the Yiren Forum with his mobile phone.......

"What's the matter?" Chen Xian asked.

"They're broadcasting live." Lu Yisheng looked at the live broadcast on his mobile phone and found that his extremely handsome face was being close-up by the cameraman, and countless barrages of foul language were being swiped across his face——

"What's so fierce about you?! You're awesome when you keep the secrets?! When you were a kid, your mother didn't teach you how to talk?"

"You are such a powerful official!"

"Excuse me, what is your position in the branch office? How do you feel that the director is not as prestigious as you?"

Lu Yisheng was already very angry, and when he saw these barrage naming and cursing himself, he suddenly became more angry. He didn't care that the camera was facing him, and he sprayed the barrage back one by one.

"My mother taught me not to care about fools."

"My Guanwei is not much worse than your grandfather, right? Do you think I look like your grandfather?"

"My job in the sub-bureau is as a Tune Teacher. Do you want to try my little whip?"

The barrage was quiet for an instant, because they didn't expect Lu Yisheng to dare to spray back directly.

At this moment, a barrage that made Lu Yisheng even more popular was swept over.

"As a passerby, I don't think it's appropriate for you to do things like this. It's better to speak politely, so as not to suffer a big loss at a young age, be careful."

Lu Yisheng felt dazzling the more he looked at the barrage of this kind of superior guidance to the younger generation, and he didn't care what image he was in the eyes of the audience, so he pointed at the camera and cursed it.

"The one who pretended to be preaching to me, don't **** say that passersby are not passers-by, I am also a passerby, I am your mother's guide on Huangquan Road!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yisheng pushed Sun Zhihai aside, pinched the back of his neck with one hand and lifted him like a chicken.

"My boss doesn't care about your temper, but I'm different. If you still want to do some **** interviews, I will even bring a microphone and give it to you. Believe it?"