The Ninth Secret Bureau

The time for Xu Sanhan and the others to "visit" was at night, which was also the quietest time of the day in Laoluoguxiang, so Chen Xian knew very well that this matter might have become a big deal.

Starting from the killing, and then to Xu Sanhan and the others...gunshots, screams, roars, various sounds have appeared, and the volume is definitely not low.

In such a silent night, only the deaf could not hear these sounds.

Although most of the people living in Laoluoguxiang are elderly people, and the elderly with ears also make up the majority, it is undeniable that there are still some young people who rent here, so...Chen Xian can only do it publicly.

After sending Xu Sanhan away, Chen Xian took out his cell phone, and regardless of whether it was five o'clock in the morning, he directly found out Lao Zhou's number and dialed it.

After ringing for about ten seconds, the call was connected.

"Xiao Xian?" Lao Zhou's voice sounded dazed, he should have been woken up by the phone in his sleep, "Is it okay to call me at this point?"

Chen Xian glanced at the two corpses in the courtyard, and said calmly: "Someone came to kill me."

"Someone killed you?!"

Lao Zhou woke up instantly, listening to the voice over there seemed to be sitting up from the bed, his tone became a lot anxious: "Are you all right now? Who is going to kill you??"

"I'm fine." Chen Xian replied. He could feel the concern in Lao Zhou's tone, and the expression on his face could not help but soften a bit. "There are two people who broke into my old house. I killed myself, but the movement here is a bit loud. I'm afraid the neighbors in the neighborhood will call the police. Lord Zhou, can this matter be handled in the bureau?"

"Nonsense, it must be possible!" Lao Zhou responded hurriedly, "You stay in the old house and don't go out. I will find someone to help you deal with it now!"

"Okay, then I'll wait at home, thank you Master Zhou." Chen Xian smiled.

"Don't be polite to me, you...are you okay?" Lao Zhou asked cautiously, as if he was afraid that Chen Xian would conceal his injury.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Hearing Chen Xian's reply, Lao Zhou also heaved a sigh of relief and said, "You wait for the call, and I will ask him to contact you later."

With that, Lao Zhou hung up the phone.

"Chen...Xian..."

The girl slurred Chen Xian's name, leaned close to Chen Xian, and looked at him particularly anxiously.

"No...thing...you..."

"I'm fine."

Chen Xian said that he wanted to raise his hand and pat her shoulder to comfort her, but when he saw that his hands were full of smelly and sticky blood, he gave up this thought and showed a bit more to the girl. A relaxed smile.

"Blood..." The girl raised her head and stared at the wound on Chen Xian's head. Her eyes were red, "It hurts..."

"Learning very fast, now I will ask people if it hurts." Chen Xian smiled, as if a parent saw that his child got a high score in the exam, his expression was unspeakable gratification, "I don't hurt, don't worry. "

Suddenly, Chen Xian seemed to realize something, and hurriedly raised his hand to block the healing wound on his forehead.

"Don't look at it! Don't scare you!"

"Um...not afraid..." The girl raised her hand and gently pulled Chen Xian's hands covering the wound, "I'm not afraid..."

Hearing the girl's serious tone, Chen Xian was stunned for a moment, and seemed to want to be sure, slowly lowering the hands covering his forehead, exposing the **** wounds to the air.

At this time, most of Chen Xian's wounds had healed, but the outermost skin tissue had not been completely repaired. The blood mixed with the residual fluid of the brain tissue stuck to the hair, messed up against the scalp, looking awkward and embarrassed.

It is no exaggeration to say that compared with those abnormal beings, Chen Xian's level of terror at this time is definitely not much different.

"Are you really not afraid of me?" Chen Xianqing frowned, staring at the girl intently, without a smile on his face, but with a serious expression.

The girl didn't seem to know what was going on with the wound infection, nor was she afraid that her hands were dirty. She raised her hand and wiped the wound on Chen Xian's forehead, still muttering in her mouth: "It doesn't hurt...It doesn't hurt. ....."

Seeing that the girl was really not afraid, Chen Xian's mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes became much softer.

"You go to stay in the house, I'll take a shower."

"bath?"

"Yes, you have to take a bath and change into clean clothes..." Chen Xian said, his brain is also running fast.

If nothing happens, the matter should not be difficult to resolve this time.

However, there are several points that must be paid attention to. There must not be too much blood on the body, and it is best not to leave traces of previous injuries. The clothing that was broken by the bullet must also be replaced.

If the handlers of the Secret Service find out that they have been injured, they must be sent to the department for an injury examination. By then, there will be no scar left on their body... How do you explain this?

The only solution is to change clothes, wipe off the blood stains on the body, and clean up all the liquids that I have left in the courtyard before. The amount of work is definitely not small.

"You go to the living room and sleep again."

While speaking, Chen Xian stretched out his hand to hold the girl. Although the movements were a bit unnatural, they were more than a little bit stronger than before. At least his expression became natural, and he looked less rigid.

The girl liked being led by Chen Xian very much. It seemed that this would make her feel a sense of security. After being led to the living room, she obediently crawled on the sofa, blinking and waiting for Chen Xian to come back. There was no need for her as before. Follow him closely.

"I'll be back soon."

"good....."

After setting up the girl in the living room, Chen Xian hurriedly ran to find a change of clothes, and almost sprinted into the bathroom at a speed of 100 meters to start taking a bath.

At this time, Chen Xian seemed extremely quick, and completed the big project of scrubbing and washing his hair in only five minutes. When he changed his clothes and came out of the bathroom, it took less than six minutes in total.

After taking a shower, Chen Xian did not dare to hesitate for a while, took a mop and a few large dry bath towels a little hastily, and started the first round of cleaning works in the yard.

All he wanted to remove was the traces left by himself. As for the two mutilated corpses, as well as the blood stains or organ fragments left by them, they didn't need to be taken care of by him, they were left in place as physical evidence.

Chen Xian dragged it back and forth three times, making sure that the traces he had left were almost eliminated, and he dared to rest and breathe a sigh of relief.

I have to say that Chen Xian's time is just right.

As soon as the mop was rinsed off here, the phone rang immediately.

Take it out and see that it is an unfamiliar phone number.

"Hello, who?" Chen Xian answered the phone.

"Chen Xian?" There came the voice of a middle-aged man, his voice was very deep, but it was inexplicably rigid, and it would give people a meticulous feeling. Zhao Song."

Without waiting for Chen Xian to say anything, Zhao Song said first: "You have responded very promptly to your superiors in this case, and it will become very troublesome later, but I have already dealt with it. I will go to where you live, and please be careful not to damage the scene. This case needs to be filed. It will be very troublesome if the scene is damaged."

"I know." Chen Xian replied, turning and walking towards the living room.

"Okay, I'll be there soon, please wait a moment."

While hanging up the phone, Chen Xian also walked into the living room, intending to place the girl in the corner room. After all, her credentials have not yet come down, and the troubles that can be avoided must be avoided as much as possible.

When I entered the living room, the girl was already asleep on the sofa. Even if Chen Xian walked to her and pushed her a few times, she didn't mean to wake up.

"Hey! Wake up!"

"call......"

"Don't sleep!"

"call......"

Seeing that Zhao Song was about to come home, Chen Xian hesitated for a moment, and decided not to waste time calling her. According to her temperament, she would have to stay silly for a long time after waking up. It would be better to let her continue to sleep.

"You sleep well, don't come out to cause me trouble." Chen Xian didn't care if she could hear it or not, bent down and carefully picked her up and walked to the side house.

It was also at this time that Chen Xian discovered that the girl was much lighter than he had imagined, like a small and exquisite puppet doll, lightly and could not feel much weight.

When Chen Xiangang put the girl in place, covered her with a quilt and locked the door, the door of the old house was also knocked on.

The time is just right, no waste at all.

"coming!"