"Lin Ming, this is my daughter-in-law, Li Shengnan. ”

Waiting for everyone to get in the car and sit down, Lin Ming skillfully drove on the road, and Song Chunan briefly introduced the two of them.

"Hello sister-in-law. ”

"Hello. ”

Lin Ming glanced in the rearview mirror, politely greeted Li Shengnan in the back seat, the accelerator under his feet gradually tightened, the car continued to accelerate, and the scenery outside the window pulled out the afterimage, but the few people sitting in the car did not feel uncomfortable.

Except for the four nines who are still retching.

"Uh, is this your little pet? It looks a little motion sick, should you open the window to let in some air?"

Lin Ming was dedicated to two purposes, found the discomfort of passengers in time, and suggested warmly.

Song Chun'an glanced at the city guest house that had been thrown far behind, breathed a sigh of relief unnoticed, lowered his eyes to look at the girl sitting in his arms, and replied without raising his head:

"No, my daughter can just give me a needle. ”

Song Ci raised her head and smiled, reached out and took out her needle bag from her pocket, took out a silver needle, and threw it at Sijiu at will.

Sijiu's pupils shrank nervously, and before he could dodge, he was pierced.

Huh, it doesn't seem to hurt.

The daughter-in-law really loved it, and she couldn't bear to watch it suffer.

Sijiu was comfortable, and when he opened his mouth, he wanted to chirp twice to thank his daughter-in-law, but suddenly he was hit by another needle.

Then it was horrified to find that it had been silenced!

"Rest your throat, or your throat will be inflamed. ”

Song Ci explained in a whisper that she was really kind, so she wasn't worried that this guy would suddenly have a string of words in his head, and it would be bad to scare others.

But Lin Ming was already frightened.

Is this a needle? Is it really a hidden weapon?

Don't think that he will come to donkey him if he reads less, he is not stupid!

"The child is very good at this hand, who did he learn from?"

Lin Ming had an occupational illness, and he couldn't help but want to inquire about it again.

Song Ci didn't hide the need for him, and said honestly:

"At first, I was self-taught, and I also learned from Mr. Zang Guoliang. ”

She originally wanted to say, didn't you investigate this information beforehand, what kind of pretend?

But then I thought that at this moment, the family was sitting in other people's cars, and safety could be in the hands of others, so it was better to keep a low profile, so I tried to speak more tactfully, and swallowed back what I shouldn't have said.

As a gesture of kindness, she even offered to offer:

"I see that your right shoulder is not very strong, and your left waist is quite stiff, have you been injured? Do you want to give two needles loose and loose? ”

Sijiu was named, turned his head and rushed out of the window with resentment, leaving only a tsundere's back.

Hmph, don't let the master speak, and still want to pull the master to advertise, woman, do you think too beautiful? Don't think too beautiful, otherwise you will be damned!

Lin Ming froze for a moment.

His occupation is high-risk, injuries are inevitable, and he has received professional treatment afterwards and returned to work only after recovering to a healthy level.

Moreover, the nature of his work is in strict secrecy in most cases, and whether he is injured or not should not be known to outsiders.

Especially now that he is recovering really well, he can't see it at all with the eyes of ordinary people.

Of course, he himself understands it very well.

After all, at his current training level, subtle changes in his physical condition can affect the results of training, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the slightest difference is a thousand miles.

And after he was injured, he was clearly aware of some subtle changes. The most intuitive manifestation is probably the decrease in shooting accuracy!

The marksman who could kill him with a single shot is now a little out of character, and his 100% certainty will be adjusted to 90% of the total, what a terrible error and regression!

He is still trying to adapt to the adjustment, practicing hard every day, and even the captain has privately advised him to take his time several times, but where can he listen?

Those who do their job are only better, so how can they have time to allow themselves to take their time?

Regression is a great dereliction of duty, almost equivalent to giving away the target of the guard to the enemy, and committing treason!

Of course, Lin Ming is not a coward who cries when something happens. If he was really so vulnerable, he would have been expelled from the team.

He also understood that his current situation was impatient, so when the captain suddenly assigned him such an inexplicable little task, he still accepted it without saying a word.

It's time to take a vacation and adjust your mentality.

But I never expected that the goal of this mission was not ordinary!

Lin Ming felt that he might be in big trouble.