Song Xiaocheng lit up the palm of his right hand in front of Gao He's eyes, Gao He and Cui Wei only glanced at his right hand, and they both jumped up from the sofa as if they had been beaten by electricity.

The two exchanged meaningful glances, and then sat down calmly.

"Mr. Song, I wonder how much you know about these bombings?" Gao He asked.

"I know how much is secondary. Now, you are sitting in my house, and you have taken the initiative to find me, and I have answered a lot of questions from you. Whether it's in favor or etiquette, shouldn't we reveal the identities of the two?"

Gao He glanced at Cui Wei again, and Cui Wei stared at the big round eyes and nodded slightly.

Gao He said: "My name is Gao He, and his name is Cui Wei. We belong to an organization you've never heard of, and the full name is the 'Organization for the Defense and Protection of Human Civilization and the Natural Environment on Earth', or 'Earth Defense Organization' for short. ”

Seeing that Song Xiaocheng didn't respond, Gao He continued to speak in one breath.

"It's a transnational coalition led by some of the most powerful nations on the planet. And our mission is simple: to keep the planet and all of humanity safe. Cui Wei and I are investigators of the organization's 'Special Human Incident Investigation Division', and since half a month ago, we have taken over the investigation of two explosions in the city......"

Gao He saw Song Xiaocheng raise a hand and motioned for him to pause.

"Sorry to interrupt...... Shouldn't this kind of accident be investigated by the city policing department, and what kind of incident do you mean by 'special human incident'?"

"The Special Human Incident Investigation Division is responsible for investigating all kinds of incidents caused by special humans around the world. In layman's terms, all kinds of supernatural events. ”

Although Gao Hyuk's expression was smiling, it didn't look like a joke at all.

Supernatural events. It seems that these two people do have a keen sense of smell, and they can find me so accurately. Song Xiaocheng thought to himself, you are really looking for the right person.

"So...... Do you think these explosions were supernatural events?"

"At least three of the four accidents that occurred this month were man-made supernatural events. Under our investigation, in addition to the July 17 residential fire and explosion incident, which was indeed an accident, the other two explosions – the Quanfu Bank incident on July 7 and the No. 67 Power Technology Research Institute incident on July 10 – have identified the same suspected target. Although only the suspect was identified as an adult male, and even the most basic height and weight could not be determined, according to the testimony of many witnesses at the scene......

Gao He said, and his eyes fell on Song Xiaocheng's left hand again.

According to these testimonies, a uniform feature is pointed: a very conspicuous red blood mole on the palm of the left hand. ”

Song Xiaocheng felt a little confused.

"And how did you find me?"

"That 'blood mole' is not a skin lesion, let alone a prank. It was a manifestation of supernatural power. While speaking, Gao He turned his head and glanced at Cui Wei, Cui Wei took out two photos from his jacket pocket and threw them on the coffee table, and the photos slid down the glass in front of Song Xiaocheng.

Song Xiaocheng picked up the photo and glanced at it, and immediately closed his eyes.

One is Mr. Liu. Although he looked thinner and whiter than he had remembered, he was very recognizable.

The other one, Song Xiaocheng was not impressed, but he should have also appeared at the round table at noon.

"After the accident in the Southern Cultural Business District at noon today, Cui Wei and I immediately rushed to the scene. Fortunately, the accident did not result in fatalities. The two most seriously injured people – Liu Chenghu and Zhang Chang – were out of danger by the time Cui Wei and I left the hospital. ”

Although he did not explicitly accuse Song Xiaocheng, when he heard that "no one died" and that the two people were out of danger, Song Xiaocheng's heart was still relieved, and the burden that had been pressing on his heart since noon was suddenly much lighter.

However, the two men jointly accused the same target. They claim that it was the man who caused the restaurant bombing in the Southern Cultural Business District. ”

"Yes. Song Xiaocheng opened his eyes, still holding the two photos tightly, "That's me." Me and Mr. Liu - Liu Chenghu - I didn't even know what his name was. I've only met him once because of work, and we only have a one-sided relationship. ”

When it came to the relationship between one side, Song Xiaocheng was a little hesitant. After all, I saw Mr. Liu for two days in a row.

"I had some conflicts with him at work. I met again at lunch today, and there were some quarrels, which was very unpleasant......"

"So you set that restaurant on fire and almost killed dozens of other people in the restaurant?" asked Gao He.

"No! I was — they were at the time, four or five people surrounded me, I just pushed one person — this is the person," Song Xiaocheng clicked on one of the pictures, "I don't even know what his name is—I just pushed him, and the restaurant suddenly caught fire." ”

"Pushed? Just pushed?"

"yes, he pushed me first......"

"Pushed with your right hand?" Gao He squinted, and there was no smile on his face at all.

"Yes. Song Xiaocheng paused and said, "It's with your right hand." ”

After saying that, all three people in the room stopped talking. Song Xiaocheng looked at Gao He, Gao He looked at Cui Wei, Cui Wei sometimes looked at Gao He, sometimes looked at Song Xiaocheng.

After a long time, Gao He turned his face and said to Song Xiaocheng: "Mr. Song, it seems that you have to go with us." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Go where you need to go. ”

"I don't think I need to......"

What's the matter? Are you going to be trafficked while chatting?

Now that he knew that he didn't make too much trouble, the guilt in Song Xiaocheng's heart was not so heavy. Not to mention that these two people are not police officers at all, and their identities are a mystery, even if there is really a police officer to arrest Song Xiaocheng now, he plans to die and not admit it. After all, it's not illegal to just push and shove with people in a stir-fry restaurant, right?

"It's not up to you. After Gao He finished speaking, Cui Wei, who had been silent, walked quickly to Song Xiaocheng's side, stretched out a big hand and pinched Song Xiaocheng's shoulder.

Song Xiaocheng is half a head taller than Cui Wei, but Cui Wei's strength is not comparable to that of a dead house weak chicken like him. Song Xiaocheng only felt that there seemed to be an iron tong, clamping his shoulder, and he was almost grinning in pain, so he subconsciously covered his shoulder with his left hand, and grabbed Cui Wei's elbow with his right hand.

At the moment when Song Xiaocheng's right hand touched Cui Wei's skin, a smell of teppanyaki roast meat and a stinging sound of ingredients in the oil pot flew up together, followed by Cui Wei's ghost crying wolf's howl.

I don't know if it was because of the fragrance that appeared out of thin air, or because of Cui Wei's terrible scream, Song Xiaocheng was also taken aback, he watched in horror as a burst of green smoke floated out of his right finger, and Cui Wei's skin gradually changed color in his right hand.

Gao He on the other side quickly made a move and shouted at Song Xiaocheng: "Let go of him!"

"What!?" Song Xiaocheng shouted at a loss, looking at Gao He. Only then did he see that Gao He was pointing a pistol at him.

"Let him go!" I said let him go!" Gao He shouted, "Let go of your right hand!"

"What???mine what?!" Song Xiaocheng had been completely disrupted by this sudden change at this time, and he couldn't even figure out who was doing what he was doing with whom.

"Let him go now! or I'll shoot!"

"Who let him go???he asked you to let go of me!" Song Xiaocheng only felt that his shoulder was being pinched more and more painfully, so he shouted at Cui Wei.

"Ahhh

"Three!"

"Let it go!"

"Two!"

"You let go, my shoulder hurts!"

"Ahhhhh

"Let go!

"He told you to let go!"

"** He's telling you to let go!!"

"Bang-bang-bang-bang——!"

With a few crisp sounds, Gao He's arms also trembled because of the recoil.

At that moment, Song Xiaocheng seemed to feel that someone was holding the head of chopsticks and poking his face a few times, and in pain, he quickly reached out to resist, and rubbed his poked skin with his hand-

With a few "dang chang", Song Xiaocheng lowered his head and saw several strange-shaped metal blocks falling on the coffee table and wooden floor.

It wasn't someone poking himself in the face with chopsticks at all, it was Gao He who shot him. That's a pistol bullet hitting yourself!

Am I dead? Am I supposed to die? Am I bleeding?

There was no bloodshed. There are no brains that crumble all over the floor. It's just that the bullets and bullet casings fell on the ground and on the sofa.

Gao He's pistol slowly put down and looked at Song Xiaocheng dumbfounded, while Cui Wei held his arm that was still bubbling and took a few steps back with a look of fear.

Song Xiaocheng touched his face again, looked at Gao He's surprised expression, slapped the pistol in Gao He's hand, and walked quickly into the bathroom.

Facing the mirror above the washbasin, it is like a child who has just entered puberty and examines the pimples on his face. Song Xiaochengzai looked at his face carefully.

There are only a few light red marks.

Fortunately, I checked it in time, and if it was a little later, it might have disappeared.

Song Xiaocheng returned to the living room, and Gao He was helping Cui Wei check his arm. Just now, where Song Xiaocheng held it with his right hand, Cui Wei's elbow left a charred handprint.

"Listen, two. ”

Gao He and Cui Wei immediately raised their vigilance and kept their distance from Song Xiaocheng as much as possible.

"I don't know who you're trying to arrest, and I don't know what you're going to do...... Organization, what does it have to do with me? At the end of the day, I just somehow experienced an explosion at noon today. ”

"You made the explosion!" Gao He said loudly.

"Whatever! I don't know! Shut up and listen to me!!" Song Xiaocheng shouted in a voice that overshadowed Gao He.

"I don't know about noon...... I really don't know! I feel guilty, I'm sorry! The guy you're looking for...... The person who has something to do with the bank and the research institute, the left hand or something, that's obviously not me!, but I don't care what......" Song Xiaocheng took a deep breath, "In short, I won't go with you." ”

The three of them confronted each other in silence. About a few seconds later, Gao He helped Cui Wei and opened the door of Song Xiaocheng's house.

"Wait a minute!" Song Xiaocheng shouted, "That...... Your guns. ”

Song Xiaocheng held the barrel of the gun with his left hand and handed it to Gao He. Gao He took the gun, pointed it to the ground, closed the safety, and pinned the gun to his waist again.

"Thank you. Gao He thanked him expressionlessly, but he didn't seem to be grateful, just helped Cui Wei to the elevator.

"That ......" Song Xiaocheng stopped Gao He again, "if there's anything I can help with." ”

"We'll meet again, Mr. Song. ”

After throwing down a sentence, the two walked into the elevator.