"Damn, how could this guy!"

"The technical department has really found out? He doesn't have any criminal record, nor does he have any hidden identity?

"What? is he still an enthusiastic citizen?

......

In Fan Jian's ears, there was a girl's angry voice.

He wanted to move, but the feeling of being confined hadn't completely disappeared, and the only thing he could control was to raise his breath and barely open his eyes.

Stepping into the eye were several steel pipes, as well as transparent glass, and a girl in a white spiritual uniform outside the glass was facing away from him and communicating with a police officer.

"Am I being interrogated?"

Fan Jian was a little puzzled, and his head was dizzy, but soon, his awakening was discovered, and the girl in the white spirit master suit also turned around, with a pair of beautiful eyes full of anger, staring at Fan Jian viciously.

Fan Jian was completely stunned, because he saw clearly who the person in front of him was, it was the girl who occupied his seat on the high-speed train.

He remembered the girl's indifferent expression, and although he thanked him for giving up his seat, he said the word thank you with great indifference, more like a kind of overlooking command, without the slightest hint of gratitude.

It seems that thank you is just two words.

"What are you doing, why are you tying me up?" asked Fan Jian with some weakness.

......

Hearing Fan Jian's words, the girl was even more angry, and before he could have a seizure, a middle-aged man walked into the interrogation room and came to Fan Jian.

"Fan Jian?"

"It's me, according to Chinese law, I should have the right to know and the right to speak as a citizen, and at the same time express my deep condemnation of your actions!" Fan Jian pays attention to the principle of being a scoundrel and taking the lead first, regardless of whether he will deduct a hat from the other party first.

"Hehe, the people are supposed to speak the Fa, but you forgot the color of my clothes. ”

After speaking, the middle-aged man waved his hand lightly, and an alloy handcuff confined to Fan Jian's wrist actually broke directly, and during the whole process, Fan Jian didn't even feel it at all.

Fan Jian's face was pale, and he was the damn spirit master again.

Spiritual masters are like this, indifferent to life, relying on their own strength to act recklessly, not taking ordinary people in their eyes at all, and not even feeling that ordinary people are the same human beings as them.

However, the middle-aged man's dismount also played a very good role, and Fan Jian didn't dare to say a word more.

Even if there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart, Fan Jian's face was full of smiles.

"Sir, if you have any questions, as a good and enthusiastic citizen, I must know everything. ”

......

The girl outside the interrogation room looked at the series of changes in front of her, the anger on her face disappeared, and she turned into stunned, staring at Fan Jian intently, as if she was curious about how this person of the same age as herself could be so undisciplined.

"Okay, I think you know why you're here, right?"

"It's a bit of a speculation. Fan Jian's forehead was covered with cold sweat, he had long felt that this death was not reliable, but he didn't expect it to be really so unreliable, the damn death system was completely a prehistoric pit.

By the way, it seems that there is a reward of 500,000 yuan, but what is the use of the money if it can't be spent?

There is also that spiritual power transformation, which seems to look good, according to Fan Jian's inference, this should be a short-term transformation skill, which can allow him to control some spiritual power, but even so, Fan Jian doesn't feel that relying on this skill he is the opponent of the person in front of him.

"Let's make a long story short. ”

"Do you know how long it took Bai Pang to successfully gain the trust of the other party and break into the enemy's interior?"

"This organization, called Apocalypse, has a lot of believers, scattered all over the world, and it is only a small branch that you can get in touch with, and Apocalypse has always had its own source of equipment, and we suspect that someone in the territory is engaged in smuggling and trafficking. ”

"This time, Bai Pang received the news that he would conduct an arms deal, which was the first time he had obtained such permission in three years, which proved that he had gained enough trust, but I felt that a small branch organization was not to be worried, and the most important thing was to be able to find some restless people in the country. ”

"We thought we had found it, but it turned out to be an impostor. ”

......

Hearing this, Fan Jian finally knew how big an oolong he had made.

I'm afraid it's thanks to the fact that it's Bai Fat who is docking with him this time, right? He also thought about wanting to buy the snake head, but he didn't expect that there were no snake heads at all, and the so-called snake heads were all from the other party.

At the same time, because of his own oolong, it led to the failure of Bai Pang's undercover operation that he had hidden for three years, and I am afraid that when a team of spirit masters captured him, the entire Apocalypse Branch knew that Bai Pang had a problem.

As for Fan Jian, no one would suspect that the Spirit Master Team was called by him, because all of his equipment and instruments had been secretly hacked......

However, Fan Jian actually feels that he is quite innocent.

But he has the kind of bitterness that he can't say.

He can't tell the other party that all of this actually comes from a dead system in his mind!

He was just thinking about dying a little, who would have thought that he would be involved in a mission of a spirit master team, and things would be out of his control little by little.

I'm afraid that even if he comes out of the tray now, the other party will not believe that there is a Rausch subsystem in his head.

It's still good, if he really believes it, he will have to face the dissection of his brain.

......

Therefore, Fan Jian simply listened to the thunder, and let the other party say that he didn't hear anything.

"Did you say you were idle? Finished your homework, got a job, found a partner, bought a house, how much is your salary, did you buy a car?"

"When I was your age, I was fighting for the future all day long, how could you be so idle to negotiate with a terrorist organization?"

"Is this what you should do? Honestly find a class with five insurances and one housing fund, and work overtime until you die every day, it's not a fool's errand!"

"Do you know how much we have lost in this operation? It is impossible to make up for our losses without a million!"

Fan Jian was listening with relish, and suddenly his expression changed.

"Wait, how much do you say ???"

"One million, this is the judgment we set for you after drawing up the loss, this million includes the appearance fee of Bai Fat, the loss of the spirit team, and the impact on social security and social unrest. ”

"Happy young man, isn't it? I've already cheapened you tenfold. ”

"By the way, your account balance, we have checked, 510,000 will be directly deducted from your account balance, and the remaining 490,000 will be repaid by you signing a three-year deed of sale for free. ”

"Be content, young man, this job is equivalent to earning seven or eight thousand a month, and according to your resume, this is already the peak of your salary. ”