The Ninth Secret Bureau

late at night.

The old house of the Chen family.

"013...000..." Chen Xian was lying halfway on the bed, flipping the two metal plates in his hand, as if he wanted to learn from these two characteristicless plates. I found some clues, and my eyes were full of thought, "Is there really any connection between us...or do we come from the same place..."

The orange-yellow light of the desk lamp was slightly dim and looked a little dull, but in such a rainy night, this dull light made the bedroom a lot warmer and seemed to dispel a lot of the cold.

Chen Xian didn't feel sleepy. The more he studied the two metal tiles, the more energetic he felt.

There is no error in his memory. The "013" metal plate brought from the mental hospital is exactly the same as the "000" metal plate he left when he was abandoned. No matter the details, the texture, or the level of workmanship, these They are all consistent.

Then there is at least a 90% chance that the two metal plates are from the same place.

"013...the mental hospital...it's not right...not the mental hospital...it should be the mysterious organization hidden behind...metal plate It should be from them..." Chen Xian muttered to himself, the expression on his face was a little dazed, and he didn't seem to want to face this fact, "Is it because I have something to do with them?"

At this moment, Mu He, who was sleeping in Chen Xian's arms, suddenly moved. She seemed to be awakened by Chen Xian's voice, and she muttered uncontrollably.

"Go to sleep, I'll turn off the light now..." Chen Xian said, hurriedly turning off the lamp, put the two metal plates on the bedside table, and gently retracted into the quilt.

Mu He is still the same, always likes to cling to Chen Xian, especially when he is in bed, he has to hug him.

It seemed that last night’s events had left a shadow on Mu He. She was afraid that she would see Chen Xian lying in a pool of blood when she woke up. Although he was fine in the end, she didn’t know why... when she thought of Chen Xianman Mu He would be very scared when the body was in blood.

"You don't think of me as your mother, do you?" Chen Xian murmured very quietly.

Mu He didn't seem to hear it. He still buried his head in Chen Xian's arms and fell asleep peacefully. His eyelashes trembled with his breathing. The soft breathing sounded like a kind of hypnotic effect. Chen Xian had it after listening to it for a while. Sleepy, although he is still not used to someone sticking to himself like this, but...

Think of it as coaxing the child.

Chen Xian yawned for a long time, closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.

..............

On a flight to Ningchuan City, Fatty Huo sat in the first-class cabin bought at a special price to recharge his energy. He planned to sleep well in this quiet rainy night. After all, there are so many things to do the next day. Busy, it's okay if you don't have a rest.

But a young man next to him had no eyesight to see, and his mouth was babbling and babbling, making Fatty Huo almost murderous.

"Can you shut up? Ah? Can you shut up?!"

Fatty Huo tried his best to lower his volume, like a ghost who had just crawled out of hell, he pinched the young man's neck fiercely and his eyes were bloodshot.

"You say one more word! I immediately threw you off the plane!"

The young man sitting next to Huo Fatty was named Lu and his real name was Lu Yisheng. He was a member of the detective team assigned to Huo Fatty's subordinates.

He is also in his early twenties. He looks very energetic in sportswear. His eyes are very big. He looks like an honest child, but now... Fatty Huo has the heart to kill him!

This grandson's mouth is too broken!

Seeing that Fatty Huo was really angry, Lu Yisheng hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't! Can't I stop talking!"

"Take care of me!" Huo Fatty glared at him, let go of his hand and lay back to sleep, but he heard the young man still whispering.

"You also threw me down...you dare to open the cabin door and I call your father...you know you are bullying me..."

"If it weren't for murder and breaking the law, I will do you now!" Huo Fatty stared up like a corpse, his teeth were almost broken, "Sooner or later, I will sew your mouth!"

Being so frightened, Lu Yisheng didn't dare to say anything for a moment.

Seeing his distress, Fatty Huo suddenly became so angry that he only felt that his life was gloomy and that his career in the next half of his life would be delayed by him.

"Fortunately... Few young people of this generation are so **** with you..." Fatty Huo kept comforting himself, leaned back heavily, and was "strangled by the U-shaped pillow." "His neck suddenly widened by two laps, his entire face bulged like a balloon, but he didn't seem to feel uncomfortable. Instead, he smacked his lips and said, "You give me peace. When I get to Ningchuan, I will find Someone will give you a lesson!"

"Teach me a class?" Lu Yisheng smiled disdainfully, and the gangster's nature was immediately exposed. "My little master, I have been in the circle for so many years, and I really don't know who can teach me. "

Fatty Huo didn't say much, and slapped his head back with his hand.

"Who are you?" Fatty Huo asked him very kindly. Instead of the angry expression on his face, he looked so cordial and harmonious like a spring breeze. "You say one more thing, I will teach you a lesson now, believe ?"

"Don't! You are the Lord! I am the grandson!" Lu Yisheng's head shrank, his innocent and innocent eyes blinked, "Uncle Huo, are we demoted if we go to Ningchuan?"

Hearing this, Huo Fatty rarely got serious.

After a long silence, he slowly said, "It's not a demotion, it should be a promotion."

"Are you sure?" Lu Yisheng didn't believe it, his expression was very resentful, "The place where birds don't **** in Ningchuan can be compared to our capital? This time the assignment is not a task, maybe. We have to stay there for the rest of our lives!"

Fatty Huo shook his head and said: "The domestic situation is now in chaos. The branches established in major first-tier cities are almost too much to withstand. If we don't increase the number of people in the provinces, the trouble will increase."

"So we were sent out?" Lu Yisheng looked a little unhappy, turning the object like a coin in his hand, "But it's okay. It's better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail. There are too many people, it's not easy to get ahead."

"You only think of fame and fortune in your mind? Can't it be something else?" Fatty Huo stared at him anger.

"Hey, aren't all the young people like me now?" Lu Yisheng smiled, "Fame and fortune can be eaten, why don't you want them?"

Huo Fatty sighed, suddenly remembered the seemingly hopeless Chen Xian, and couldn't help but shook his head.

In fact, he knew that Lu Yisheng's words were right. After all, people are humans. Whether they are foreigners or ordinary people, they have extremely strong desires for things like fame and fortune.

To be honest, Chen Xian is a real alien. He seems to be indifferent to everything, as if he is incompatible with this world, as if nothing can attract him...

"Attract him..." Fatty Huo suddenly murmured softly, with an embarrassed expression on his face, "That kid can't get in... so many people have tossed him in the department. It’s an olive branch again... but he never agreed..."

"What are you talking about?" Lu Yisheng asked very curiously, as if he hadn't heard Fatty Huo's words.

Fatty Huo shook his head and said, it's nothing.

After a few seconds, Huo Fatty suddenly spoke again, and tentatively asked Lu Yisheng: "Like young people of your generation, what do you like best?"

Lu Yisheng answered without hesitation: "Money."

"Except for this." Huo Fatty said, subconsciously took out the cigarette case in his pocket, but suddenly realized that he was still flying in the sky, and in order not to discredit the secret bureau, he put the cigarette case back in, "except Money needs fame and fortune. Is there anything you like and are interested in?"

Hearing this deep question, Lu Yisheng couldn't help but fell into thought. He slowly put his hands on the blanket covering his thighs, and the thumbs of his left and right hands kept turning, showing a kind of thinker's posture.

After thinking about it for a second, he came to a conclusion.

"Woman." Lu Yisheng replied categorically.

Fatty Huo didn't hesitate, slapped him, and drew him with the blanket on the ground.

"Are you going to **** me?" Fatty Huo glared at him viciously.

The stewardess heard the sound and rushed forward and opened the curtain to give them a glance.

"Two gentlemen, please keep quiet, please. It's time for rest. Other passengers still need..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Huo Fatty apologized hurriedly, with a smile on his face, "He was sleepwalking and fell to the ground just now. This is really causing you trouble. I'll let him be quiet right away!"

Hearing this, the stewardess nodded and said goodnight, then put the curtain down and went back to rest.

Lu Yisheng covered his face and crawled back to his seat, looking at Fatty Huo particularly aggrieved: "Why are you hitting me! I want to complain to your superiors about your abuse of violence!"

"I'll give you another kick, do you believe it?" Fatty Huo asked calmly.

Lu Yisheng stopped talking.

"My **** one shouldn't ask you..." Fatty Huo sighed irresponsibly, and while lying back in his seat, he put on the blindfold, as if talking to himself. The voice is very soft: "I hope everything goes well..."

"Well, I hope everything goes well." Lu Yisheng said dullly.

After two seconds, Fatty Huo spoke again.

"Do you want to die?"

".......Ok?"

"If you secretly give me your **** again, I will poke your finger!"

"..."