Skirting a pine forest, we came to a very secluded shack, supported by several broken wooden pillars, simply covered with a layer of waterproof canvas. I don't see what this shed is for. Dilapidated. There are tattered gardening tools piled up at the door,

The old man walked into the broken shed, and I followed. I thought to myself, if you want to find this blind guy to take the guy, the gun and ammunition won't be put together with the broken broom here.

The inside of the shack is really messy, and I guess the management of this botanical garden is a little loose, otherwise, such an illegal construction should have been demolished a long time ago. Bald bamboo brooms were thrown around the shack, and there were a lot of them, as well as plastic flower pots piled together.

Our footsteps may have been a little heavier, and a few rats swished out from behind the pots, almost running out close to the top of our feet.

The old man smiled and took out a black plastic bag in his tunic pocket. I took a closer look, there were actually some leftovers, steamed buns and the like, the old man poured these things into a broken flower pot, looked at me meaningfully, and said: "Boy, remember, Master Hongyi said that the poor rat often stays for food, and the moth does not light the lamp." No matter what time it is, guns and bullets cannot be taken away from the damned life. ”

I was noncommittal, smiled lightly, and thought that the old man was old. I always like to speak in the voice of an elder.

The old man bent down and went to sort out the brooms scattered all over the place, I didn't watch the old man work, I was in the habit of watching from the side, so I went to help him, he just looked at me, and said nothing. Soon, the mess of brooms was set aside, and the old man cheered, lifted a canvas full of dry mud, and a water well appeared on the ground.

Don't look at the old man's age, his body bones are not bad, as soon as he exerts his strength, the manhole cover cast by pig iron is lifted. After that, he squatted down next to the shaft and motioned for me to go down.

I frowned and looked down at the shaft. Although the diameter of the manhole cover is not small, there is a black hole inside, and you can also see the water under the well.

I've never been to this kind of place before, is it possible that the elite of the Seventh Bureau is going to become "underground workers"?

I slid backwards, holding on to the rusty iron ladder next to the shaft. Step by step, crawling down, crawling, the light dimmed. It turned out that the old man also followed. Then I heard a bang, and the manhole cover was closed.

The old man coughed twice. Said: "Go down to the end, and then go east." ”

I followed the old man's words, climbed to the bottom in a few steps, and just changed into the travel shoes and stepped into the mud. I was in pain, but then I thought of that credit card, damn, it's a big deal to go out and swipe him above NICK to wade in the water.

The space under the shaft is still quite large, I touched the wall, the wall was slippery and greasy, as if it was some moss and other things, and an arched hole appeared in the east direction, about one person high, I probed the road with my hand, step by step to touch in.

After walking for nearly 2 minutes, I don't know how far I walked out, I touched a cold thing similar to an iron door, and the blind man behind me touched the wall for a long time, and then heard a few dripping sounds, and then the iron door slammed and rose upward.

The inside suddenly opened up, and the energy-saving lamps illuminated the place as bright as day, and we didn't have to walk in the mud anymore, I couldn't wait to go up. Xu Blind grabbed me and motioned for me to deal with it before going up.

I turned my head and looked at Xu Blind, damn it, people are old and good, this old guy has plastic bags on both legs. At this time, he was untying the plastic bag, folding it neatly, and meticulously putting it aside.

I felt embarrassed, so I used a water hose to wash off the mud from my trouser legs and shoes, and I didn't care about it, so I walked into the room so wet.

In the seven bureaus, there are several different links, that is, different types of work.

Our leaders, such as Bureau Liu, are responsible for receiving intelligence and assigning tasks.

The second head, such as Chu Fatzi, is responsible for formulating special agents and arranging other matters.

Those who work, such as me, accept the command of the second head in a single line and get specific tasks. Pick up the toys as requested.

Those who look at toys, such as Xu Blind, are specially designed and customized with various weapons and equipment, and according to the different tasks of each mission, different weapons and equipment are prepared for the special agents.

I followed Xu Blind all the way inside, there were all living facilities inside, but they were all dilapidated, and a hardboard iron bed was placed in a pair of parts haphazardly.

The shabby sheets on the bed were dirty, and there was a large stack of boxes of instant noodles in the doorway. There is also a weapon display shelf at the back, on which several guns have been modified to a strange shape. It fell a thick layer of ash.

I looked at the red and yellow wiring like a spider's web in the room, and asked the blind man Xu, "Old man, what is the toy that Boss Chu asked me to take?" ”

Xu Blind took out a lockbox in a pair of parts. The lockbox is more bullish and more advanced, just like the box for drug dealers in Hong Kong films. Xu Blind opened the box and pushed it in front of me, I looked at it carefully, and felt more and more that something was wrong, so I asked, "Old man, where is the gun?" Why the fuck don't you have a gun? ”