The summer in Shencheng is not much more than the scorching heat of Haixi City.

Fang Zhe hid in the air-conditioned hotel room, sighing, he was really bored and aggrieved in the past two days.

After getting off the plane from Shencheng Airport, he thought that what was waiting for him was an unusually stern and unsmiling cold-faced instructor, as well as seven or eight students who were training at the same time as him.

Training, this scene is often seen in TV dramas and magazines.

Among the students in the same period, there will definitely be one or two thorns, who will trouble themselves if they have nothing to do, and then be slapped in the face by themselves pretending.

Then the instructor admired himself very much, and felt that he had the shadow of his youth, so he accepted himself as a closed disciple and taught him a skill.

However, this time he seemed to be thinking too much about it.

Outside the airport, there was only one staff member who came to pick him up, and then the staff member dropped him off at the hotel and arranged for him to stay.

Fang Zhe asked about the training, and the reply he received was to wait patiently.

This stay is two days, and he is not allowed to go out, which is equivalent to house arrest.

In fact, this kind of house arrest is nothing for Fang Zhe, who loves to stay at home, because the training officer has a problem with his quirks and wants to temper him.

Anyway, there is WiFi, there is air conditioning, and there is chilled watermelon, is this considered house arrest? It's heaven and earth.

Fang Zhe didn't know about Liu Liang's arrest, nor did he know what happened in Haixi City.

He just plays mobile games and watches dramas every day, and then asks the staff from time to time to see if he can have another computer for him.

After these two days, it is comfortable, but the fly in the ointment is that the work and rest cannot be controlled by yourself.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the staff member would come in punctually to bring him breakfast and wake him up.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the staff will turn off the WiFi, and if Fang Zhe refuses to sleep and lies on the bed to play with his mobile phone, then the air conditioner will be turned off.

It's like an old mother running over her own children.

No, early this morning, the staff brought breakfast on time, and then woke up Fang Zhe.

Fang Zhe was not angry about this, because he missed this kind of life when he was in charge.

After washing, Fang Zhe sat at the dining table, holding his mobile phone in one hand and pulling the porridge in the bowl with the other.

Just as he was browsing the hot search news, he suddenly saw Zheng Siming send a message.

Click on it and look at it, there are a few pictures.

Well, the porridge and crab roe buns on the side of the mouth are suddenly not fragrant.

Fang Zhe immediately deleted the chat, and then blacklisted Zheng Siming.

Before blocking him, he also deliberately replied to the other party with a message.

"So love will disappear, right? Blind the outfit I bought you before I left. ”

In this way, Zheng Siming should soon find out that he has been blocked.

Fang Zhe sucked the soup of the crab roe bun in his hand, and the hot liquid flowed into his mouth, a little salty.

He suddenly felt that the previous photo seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember anything for a while.

While he was still racking his brains to reminisce, the door suddenly opened.

Three men walked in, a staff member and two strangers.

At the front, there is a middle-aged man, medium build, on the tall side. His half-white hair symbolizes that he is the leader of the three, after all, the other two are not as old as him.

Fang Zhe feels that those who are often older are generally leaders.

The middle-aged man has an obvious scar on the brow bone of his left eye, as if it was scratched by a sharp claw.

He was wearing a black uniform peculiar to the Operations Command, which was rarely worn by the Directorate, as there was no mandatory requirement for everyone at the headquarters.

And the Abnormal Crime Handling Bureau is an organization that can't be high-profile, so this uniform is just a symbolic ornament.

The silver bar on the middle-aged man's shoulder plus three stars is enough to show that his identity is not ordinary.

a silver bar, a first-class investigator; A bar plus a star is the captain; A bar plus three stars is something that only the director can have.

Fang Zhe immediately stood up with a respectful attitude, like the three good students who came to the stage to accept the principal's commendation at the school commendation meeting.

I look like I was born as a person in the processing bureau, and I am a ghost in the processing bureau when I die, and I will not hesitate to go to the soup for the processing bureau.

Behind the middle-aged man, there was also a young man who was also wearing a black uniform and was about the same age as Fang Zhe.

There was no expression on his face, cold as an iceberg, and his eyes were blank. He wore black leather gloves on his hands, and embroidered on his shoulders was a silver bar and a red star.

Fang Zhe didn't know these two people, but he knew that this should be his training officer.

But he didn't know that the young man who was about the same age as him was named Zhang Yueran, and he was also a member of the rescue team that Yang Haixin once organized.

It's quite fateful.

When Director Lan saw Fang Zhe's appearance, his first impression was also satisfied, he wanted to deliberately snub the other party for a few days to see if this person was a thorn.

After all, most of the emotions of the out-of-control people are not quite right, and many things can be observed during the cold time.

For example, the person's quirks, and for example, the person's emotional state.

Often at the beginning, they will be restrained, whether it is emotions or their own quirks, they will be well hidden.

But as time goes on, people will become indulgent.

In fact, in this room, there are surveillance cameras, and the staff member has been staring at them.

Director Lan originally wanted to snub Fang Zhe for a few days to see where the other party's bottom line was.

But the feedback he got was that this young man named Fang Zhe was no different from ordinary young people today, lying in bed like a salted fish every day, watching dramas and playing games on his mobile phone, and living a very comfortable life.

The staff member said that if Fang Zhe was given the whole computer, as long as the Internet speed was fast, he might not be able to go out for a month.

Director Lan felt that since this was the case, there was no point in continuing like this, so he had no choice but to come.

"My surname is Blue, and my name is Blue Dye."

After his words, he immediately squinted his eyes and stared at Fang Zhe, only to find that the other party did not have the imaginary laughter.

Previously, Zhang Yueran mentioned to him that his name is easy to make people play.

Only then did Director Lan understand why many younger staff members would hold back a smile when they heard his name.

He still had a serious expression on his face, and continued: "Indigo dyeing is an ancient printing and dyeing process, which originated very early, and my father was a printing and dyeing worker, so he gave me this name. ”

After Director Lan said this, he regretted it a little in his heart.

He didn't know why he was explaining, and he didn't know why the other party laughed after he finished explaining.

Fang Zhe finally understood this time why Zhang Xun repeatedly emphasized that when he heard the name of the training officer, he should not complain.

Fortunately, this Blue Director is not called a blue cat, nor is he called Blue Moon.

Otherwise, he felt that he would really not be able to bear it.

The smile quickly stopped, and Director Lan asked suddenly with a straight face.

"Why did you join the Anomalous Crime Handling Bureau?"