The Ninth Secret Bureau

The red clouds above the housing area have completely dissipated, and the night sky has become clear again. It seems that tomorrow will be a good weather. Through the thin and scattered clouds, many gleaming stars can be seen. Chen Xian is walking on this night. He walked out of the room unhurriedly under everyone's eyes.

Seeing that only Chen Xian came out of the room, Fatty Huo and others felt a sinking heart, and suddenly there was an ominous premonition. Could it be that Lu Yi was living and dying in it? ?

"Xiao Chen!! How's the situation inside??" Huo hurriedly led people to greet him, and ran fast, the fat on his face trembled, "Where is Xiao Lu??"

Chen Xian took the towel from Zhao Song, wiped the foul blood on his face, and replied softly: "Xiao Lu is fine, he is resting inside."

"Is he injured? Why didn't he come out with you?" Fatty Huo asked eagerly, his expression very anxious.

Although Lu Yisheng is only an intermediate member of the Secret Bureau, and it is just a very ordinary role at the headquarters, it is different on the branch side. In addition to Lu Yisheng, there are also two intermediate members, absolutely dead. One is one less, not to mention that those two are not good at fighting. If Lu Yisheng is injured too badly or even hangs up like this... Fatty Huo can die of heartbreak!

Take another 10,000 steps and say that Lu Yisheng and Huo Fatty also have feelings. In addition to the relationship between superiors and subordinates, there is also a kind of affection between the elders and the younger generations, so the reason why he is so worried about Lu Yisheng’s Safety is also because there is such a certain degree of affection in it.

"He was indeed injured." Chen Xian answered truthfully, and without waiting for Fatty Huo to ask in a hurry, he added, "But he suffered minor injuries, there is nothing serious, so don't worry too much."

"That's it, that's it...I don't worry if you are okay..." Fatty Huo let out a long sigh of relief.

"Are you Chen Xian?"

At this time, an unfamiliar voice came into Chen Xian's ears. He looked back and saw that he was speaking of a middle-aged man in a coat, looking straight, he should have never seen it before.

"I am." Chen Xian nodded without talking much.

"My name is Jin Buhuan. I am the director of the Provincial Branch of the Secret Bureau." Jin Buhuan stretched out his hand to Chen Xian, with a friendly and curious smile on his face. Up."

"Director Jin is good." Chen Xian shook hands with him politely, without saying much, turned his face to look at Fatty Huo and said, "The situation inside is a bit complicated, and may require the assistance of the Logistics Department and the Armed Services Department."

"Those paper people are still inside, right?" Fatty Huo frowned, "Damn it, it seems that people from the provincial bureau should help to blow up this place..."

Although Chen Xian came back safe and sound, it also brought good news that Lu Yisheng was okay.

But it is undeniable that most of the people present felt that Chen Xian just escaped, not after the different case was resolved. They weren’t someone like Huo Fatty who had dealt with Chen Xian. The confidence is not that enough, even if they knew the identity of the senior member of Chen Xian, they would not think that he was capable of solving this unusual case.

Not long ago, the headquarters has raised the degree of harm of this case from high-level to special-grade, which is a standard red-headed special-grade abnormal case.

What is a special case?

Give a very simple example.

If you want to solve the special case, at least one platoon member of the armed forces must be dispatched, and the special mass destruction thermal weapon of the scientific research department must be dispatched. If the armed department is not allowed to come forward, but the detection department will come forward to solve the case, Then two to three special-level members are a necessary condition.

Even two to three special-level members are not enough. Some cases require seven or eight, or even dozens of special-level members to work together to deal with them.

What is the situation now?

There are only two people in charge of handling this different case.

One is Chen Xian, a newly hired senior member.

One is Lu Yisheng who is an old fried dough stick but only mixes with middle-level members.

They both want to fix this strange case? It's not enough to put your life at risk!

So Fatty Huo has confidence in Chen Xian, but this confidence also has a certain limit. Although Fatty Huo is willing to believe that Chen Xian can handle this case, his reason keeps reminding him.

This case is completely different from the different cases that Chen Xian has handled before. Not only is the degree of danger and the difficulty of handling the case different, but the factors involved in this case are also terribly complicated, the extremely infectious particle virus, and the unknown religious curse. Shushu, and the red cloud that appeared extremely strange...According to the analysis by Song Jueming, Chief of the Investigation Section, this case is almost one of the most special cases.

How can it be done by Chen Xian alone?

"Paper man?" Chen Xian glanced at Fatty Huo, then slowly lowered his head, and continued to wipe the blood on his arm with a towel, and said without raising his head, "They are all dead."

"Dead?" Huo was taken aback, and asked hurriedly, "Are you sure that they are all dead? Don't you dare to joke about this matter!"

"You know, I don't like joking." Chen Xian said.

As he said, all the paper men in the housing complex that could be infected with the particle virus have already "dead". This point was carefully verified along the way when he walked out of the housing complex.

The death of all paper people is the same, like a piece of meat suddenly dehydrated by chemicals, and like a paper ball crumpled by external force, all curled up on the ground into a bowl-sized "dumpling", these Crimson veins are all over the dumplings, like traces of red threads left behind after burning paper that is not completely extinguished.

They carry a little bit of temperature, like embers falling from the sky before.

"You killed it?" Jin Buhuan asked suddenly.

Chen Xian raised his head and glanced at him: "From a certain point of view, they were killed by me."

The crowd that was still noisy before suddenly fell silent and fell into a strange silence. Everyone looked at Chen Xian dumbfounded, and everyone's face was filled with the three characters of disbelief.

Damn it? ?

Thousands of paper people will kill you if you say you kill them? ?

Are you kidding me? ?

It's not like that to brag! !

Chen Xian didn't care how others looked at him, and he didn't bother to explain anything. After wiping his face, he folded the towel and returned it to Zhao Song who was standing by and thanked him.

"Chief Tu, do you remember what you said before? You don't know where the paper people came from. The more you kill the more paper people."

Hearing this, Tu Sen nodded and said that he remembered.

“In fact, it’s not that the number of paper people is large. Their number is fixed at the beginning, but after each death, they can split and regenerate themselves, one becomes two, and two becomes four.” Chen Xian sighed, lifting. His hand rubbed his aching arm, "All conventional physical means can't kill these targets. Even if you cover it with firepower or bomb it with heat, it will be useless."

Hearing this, the expressions of everyone present changed, especially those soldiers from the Armed Division.

"How did you kill them?" Jin Buhua asked enthusiastically, his attitude towards Chen Xian was incredibly good, even better than Fatty Huo's attitude.

"As we analyzed before, they should be derivatives of a kind of incantation, similar to the Taoist magic tricks of controlling ghosts. They all have the concept of source. As long as the source is choked to death, they will naturally die." Chen Xian Said, it seemed that he suddenly remembered something, and grinned at Jin Buhua, "It's really troublesome to eliminate them when I didn't find the source in the first place."

"How did you kill them when you didn't find the source?" Jin Buhuan looked very curious. He unscrewed a bottle of mineral water that he had handed over and handed it to Chen Xian. "Before you said that they are immune to all routines. Physical means, can it be considered that they can be eliminated by those religious methods?"

"Not necessarily." Chen Xian shook his head, "I don't know what to learn from religion, so I dare not make a statement, but Xiao Lu is a child of Lubanmen. According to him, the magic techniques he used seem to be effective for these paper men. It's useless, it's impossible to restrain their ability to divide and regenerate themselves. After being killed, they will be reborn and resurrected in no time."

"Then how did you destroy them?" Jin Buhuan was even more curious. "I heard that you seem to be an insulator of religious studies. Since you don't know those things, and these creatures are immune to all conventional physical means, then. ....."

"I ate their heads." Chen Xian said suddenly.

For a while, the quiet crowd became quieter, and the needles were almost audible.

Jin Buhuan and the others also looked at Chen Xian dumbfounded, never expecting that he would suddenly give such an answer.

"Eat...Did you eat it?"

"Yes." When Chen Xian said this, the expression on his face was very serious, and his tone was very solemn, like those scholars engaged in research by the scientific research department, "their split and rebirth start from the head, I suspect this Their brain tissues are related. As long as I eat their heads in time, those paper figures will not be able to split and regenerate."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xian saw everyone staring at him, and he was inevitably a little unnatural. After all, his character was relatively introverted, so he instinctively touched his nose and put his eyes on the saw blade in his hand. Enter, disconnected from eye contact with other people, which made him a little more relaxed.

"Actually, it's hard to say, and it's easy to do."

Chen Xian showed a somewhat introverted smile, and the smiling face with red lips and white teeth was a bit more hearty than the night.

"Just eat it, it's nothing difficult."