What is the fastest reaction time in a person?

The reaction speed of an ordinary person is about 0.5 seconds, and the reaction speed of a young person is a little faster, about 0.3 seconds to 0.4 seconds. Professionally trained agents react at just 0.2 seconds, and in that fifth of the time, they use their sight and hearing to determine whether they are safe and whether they need to return fire, and then draw their pistols at about 0.5 seconds to make a final judgment.

In general, when an agent is faced with a possible danger, it probably takes less than a second for him to confirm the danger and determine if he needs to fight back. This is normal, and there are some abnormal situations, such as when the mood swings are strong, and there may be a small change in the speed due to excitement or anger. For example, the speed of reaction is increased but the speed of judgment is reduced, and then the instinct is driven to do the most common actions in training and career.

The moment Seun's lightning-fast hand grasped the pistol, the people outside the house heard two gunshots, and the detectives who followed him were startled and immediately rushed over with their guns, and when they stood side by side with Seun, as far as their eyes could see, there were two children lying in a pool of blood. The young body was still twitching slightly, and the hot blood added a touch of water and heat to the cold air blowing in from outside the house.

A well-dressed woman ran out of the room, clutching her chest in disbelief and crying out in disbelief. The sound of heavy footsteps in the attic was unsettling, and a man in a plaid shirt walked down the stairs with an axe. He asked aloud what had happened, and when his anxious gaze touched the child's body in a pool of blood on the ground, it trembled as if it had been electrocuted. His stiff gaze moved from the children to Xiun standing in the doorway with a black face.

The man didn't know what was going on, he only knew that someone had broken into his house and shot his son. As he rushed down the stairs, he was so enraged by the shock that he raised his axe.

Then the gunshots rang out again, more than once.

There was no longer any voice belonging to anyone else in the calm house, all the agents were silent, they were elites, naturally they knew what the situation they were facing said, someone was playing tricks on their director, and what was even more troublesome was that their director stepped in without hesitation. What to do next is definitely an important issue related to whether the Tenaire City Contraband Investigation Bureau can take responsibility.

This is where the middle class lives, and there are already some residents around it, and the middle class is not the largest in the whole social system, but the energy is the most terrifying. If a country is a grand and magnificent palace on top of a mountain, then the bottom class is the mountain, and the middle class is the foundation rooted in the mountain. Once the foundation is broken, the palace will naturally crumble and collapse.

If this group of people makes a fuss, it will definitely become a huge political event, and it may even affect the layout of the Contraband Investigation Bureau in the entire empire.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xiu'en's body, and Xiu'en's anger at this time was completely vented by shooting an innocent civilian. He walked over to the two children, bent down, and picked up the pistols in their hands. There is no doubt that these two light pistols with almost no feel are just toys and do not have any lethal power. Carried away by his anger, he shot without discerning the authenticity of these pistols, and now he had to pay for the trouble he had created.

"I suspect that this family is suspected of storing, smuggling, and selling contraband, and immediately search this house!", his face changed several times, and he said this calmly, he can't fall here, he still has lofty ambitions and ideals, how can he be trapped in endless lawsuits and prisons because of such a small matter? As the director of the Contraband Investigation Bureau, whose power is currently infinitely magnified, he may need to abuse his power.

But this is not something unacceptable to him, because he has a reason to do this, evil has not been sanctioned, how can justice fade first?

The detectives, whose minds were slightly blank for a moment, suddenly understood, and they silently began to cordon off the house according to the procedure, expelling some onlookers.

The owner of this house loves cleanliness and should be very organized, and the furnishings of the home are very simple, which can be seen from the placement of kitchen utensils in the kitchen. The things for making breakfast are placed together, and you can easily complete the breakfast cooking work in a corner of the kitchen without having to move back and forth by leaps and bounds. The cooking tools that will only be used for lunch and dinner are placed on the other side of the stove, and the very planned placement indicates that the owner of the house should be a person with a certain level of education and good planning, and he or she may have a job such as accounting.

Xiun unscrewed the coffee machine, and a small cup under the strainer quickly accumulated a lot of brown liquid, and a peculiar mellow smell wafted out, he glanced at the beef that had been loosened and removed on the cutting board, unscrewed the switch on the stove, put two pieces of butter in the frying pan, and put the steak in. The sound of frying and the rising fumes made Xiun's mouth secrete more saliva, and he used the tongs to flip the steak in the frying pan very seriously, as if he was really preparing a hearty dinner for himself.

It would be nice if there was a little red wine!

He didn't know if there was something wrong with his mentality at this time, or if it was for some other reason, the busy agents around him didn't seem to exist, he sat leisurely on the edge of the table with a plate of steaks, tied a pink striped napkin, picked up a knife and fork and began to enjoy the steak that was only six medium-rare.

"Found it!", an agent leads a torn pillow containing sealed glassware the thickness of a pencil, no more than five millimeters in diameter and no more than two centimeters in length, and contains some lilac liquid. This liquid is a hallucinogenic ingredient extracted from the grimace mushroom plus a ration of some drugs for anesthesia during surgery. Of course, while this anesthetic can block pain signals, it will also release a large amount of hallucinatory information to the user, and has been labeled as a "dangerous contraband" by the Empire. This kind of thing does not produce physiological dependence, but in the process of hallucination, it is easy to cause users to have various hallucinations to themselves and others, so it is completely forbidden, and can only be used for anesthesia injection after the hospital and the bureau sign it.

Seun slowly cut the steak on the plate, as the knife squeezed, pink blood mixed with gravy overflowed from the muscle of the steak, he tilted his head and glanced at it, shrugging his shoulders, "In the face of conclusive evidence, the criminal was emotional, tried to attack the detective, and was legally killed, you write a report to me." He continued to taste the delicious steaks, which were served to the middle class and were much better than the cheap steaks, "The criminals are really terrible now!

Early the next morning, there was a little more restlessness in the calm city of Turnair, the first to report was the Turnair Daily, the editor who published the article in the newspaper interrogated the incident yesterday with a tone full of scrutiny, without any witnesses present, the Contraband Investigation Bureau actually killed a family of four, what kind of "thugs" can be so vicious that RCA agents can kill all the "thugs" in the first time, including two children who are only a few years old?

Immediately afterwards, both daily newspapers and entertainment newspapers reported on the incident, which directly pushed the Contraband Investigation Bureau to the forefront. Some middle-class people even spontaneously stood outside the town hall and raised flags, demanding that Xiuen be examined and find out whether the previous case was really a "case" or a deliberate "murder". Several times the emotional crowd tried to storm the town hall, but were stopped by the police outside the door.

Peter stood by the window of his office and let go of the crooked blinds in his hand, he turned and walked behind his desk and sat down, the scene they had agreed upon, but there were some minor incidents, such as the shooting of two innocent adults by Seun. Although some accidents happened, they were still within their acceptability. He had written a letter to Ordor overnight, complaining to the governor that he had shot innocent citizens without discerning the real situation.

The dirty water splashed on Xiu'en's body, even if he was covered in mouth, he probably couldn't tell clearly, even if he searched for "anesthetics" from that house, but only anesthetics were useless. There is no problem with saying that they store, smuggle, and sell these contraband, then please find out how they stored, how they smuggled it, and who they sold it to, otherwise it will not clear Shu'en's guilt, but will make his crime even more serious. This is no longer just a matter of manslaughter, but also involves a series of crimes such as murder, planting, and abuse of power.

For a long time to come, I am afraid that Xiun will not have a chance to return to Turnaire to interfere with the normal operation of the city's rules, and he will be imprisoned in the Turner District Jail. Thinking of Xiuen's previous appearance of not being able to enter the oil and salt, the mayor pursed his lips contemptuously, in this city, no one has been able to beat him, this is his home field, he is the master here!

Peter smiled and took out a piece of paradise from the table, sucked it up with a smile, and then it was up to Shaun and the governor to crack his attack.