In response to the S-class "death call" incident in Yancheng, the headquarters of the Abnormal Crime Processing Bureau set up a "Skynet" special operation team and went directly to Yancheng to deal with it.

The special planes assigned by the headquarters had already gone to various cities to pick up people, and one of them landed on the roof of the No. 15 branch building in Haixi City.

The sound of the propeller was deafening, and Fang Zhe, who was wearing noise-canceling headphones, glanced at Zheng Xijian, who was sleeping with an eye patch next to him, and wanted to cry without tears.

Feelings, it's this Xiao Zheng.

He didn't have time to regret it, and he couldn't regret it.

Because after the pilot in the cockpit made an OK gesture downward, the helicopter slowly rose upward.

Through the small window, Fang Zhe clearly saw Yang Haixin standing below with a cigarette in his mouth, waving happily, and behind him, there was Zheng Siming who was smiling evilly.

Fang Zhe raised a middle finger at them to symbolize the meaning of farewell, and then disappeared into the sky.

At the same time, Zhuzhou City, Zhongzhou City, and Jiangyou City each had a special plane carrying the members of the special operation group to the headquarters.

All the special planes will bypass Yancheng and stop at the headquarters first.

On the one hand, it is to avoid being disturbed by the strange ability of the runaway person when the special plane flies directly to Yancheng, after all, it is in the sky, and it will be very troublesome if something happens.

On the other hand, because of the headquarters, there is still information about this incident that needs to be explained in person.

A few hours of flight and drowsy.

When Fang Zhe opened his eyes again, the helicopter landed on the top floor tarmac of a building in the headquarters.

The driver was wearing a helmet and sunglasses, and could only be identified as a middle-aged man.

He turned around and yelled at Fang Zhe: "Hello, I'm at the headquarters, please get off the plane." ”

Fang Zhe nodded and pushed Zheng Xijian, who was still sleeping next to him.

He thought to himself, was this guy a koala in his last life, he loved to sleep so much.

After Zheng Xijian was shaken awake, Fang Zhe didn't say anything, and took the lead in stepping off the special plane, he glanced at the surrounding scenery, and felt that the actual appearance of the headquarters was not the same as what he had imagined in his mind.

Not to mention that it is as majestic and solemn as the imperial palace, how can it be a little forced, such as the world's high-rise buildings that go straight into the sky and cannot be seen from the top, or for example, there is a huge skeleton, and rows of black shadows stand on it.

However, now it seems that the headquarters of Jinjing City is like an ordinary industrial park, with several office buildings lined up one after another, and a man-made landscaping belt in the distance.

Aside from the fact that there are a lot of uniformed and gun-wielding security guards guarding here, there's really nothing special about it.

Fang Zhe couldn't help but be disappointed.

At this time, the receptionist, who had been standing aside and waiting, saw that he was being ignored, so he had to take a step forward and said with a professional smile: "Hello Investigator Fang, and Investigator Zheng, the other members of the Skynet Special Operations Team have all arrived in the conference room this time, just the two of you, please come with me." ”

After saying that, the receptionist led the two of them towards the room.

The elevator slowly descended, and when it reached the ninth floor, the receptionist said: "Turn left after the elevator, and it will be the special operations conference room, so I won't send you there." ”

Fang Zhe answered, and walked out of the elevator with Zheng Xijian.

As soon as he went out, Fang Zhe smelled a strong smell of alcohol in the air, which gave him the illusion that he was not here for a meeting, but to sing at KTV.

Of course, there was no out-of-tune sound of ghosts crying wolf, and the entire floor was unusually silent.

In the normal decoration style of the office building, there are occasionally a few bonsai planted with fortune trees standing on the wall, revealing a rustic feeling.

The huge door of the conference room is open, and there are rows of floor-to-ceiling glass that prevent prying eyes, so that people can't see the scene inside.

Fang Zhe deliberately slowed down his pace and asked Zheng Xijian to walk into the conference room first, and only after confirming that nothing unusual had happened to the person in front of him did he raise his heel and go in.

The conference room was quiet, there were several people sitting, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was very twisted.

When the last two people arrived in the conference room, most of the eyes were focused.

A man with a bottle of wine, desperately trying to put tons in his mouth, sat in the far right corner, his head leaning back against the wall, unable to see clearly.

He was dressed in a very ordinary way, with some stains clearly remaining on his gray shirt, giving him a sloppy feeling, like a vagabond.

The person dressed up like this is like Yang Haixin, giving people a feeling that he is not an ordinary waste material, but he is actually very strong.

In the middle, there were two other people, a man and a woman, and the relationship between the two seemed to be a little different, obviously they seemed to know each other, but they deliberately separated the two seats and kept the gap.

The girl looks very cute, just look at the little short legs and know that she is not tall, her skin is white and tender, her face is slightly chubby, round, and she is a woman who deliberately dresses herself up in a cute Japanese style.

The man closest to the cute girl paper wears gold-wire glasses, and his hair is neatly combed, all backwards, but he obviously has too much hair wax, giving people an overly greasy feeling.

He was dressed in a decent black suit, with white gloves on his hands, and on the surface, he wanted to give people the feeling of a gentleman, but in fact, the first impression was that he was a full-time car driver.

Looking further back, there were two people sitting at the back.

It is clear that these two men are monks because they are both vulture donkeys.

One of them was dressed in black leather and had a string of small skulls around his neck, looking like a monk reincarnated by Maitreya Buddha, which was an old face.

His name is Hui Bing, and he is a crazy monk.

The man next to Hui Bing was wearing plain cloth clothes and trousers, like a normal monk. His whole appearance is thin, but it can be seen from the thick arms that he belongs to the kind of monk who is thin in clothes and fleshy in his clothes.

"Hey, a thousand faces!"

At this time, Luan Wen, who was dressed in a black suit and looked like a full-time driver, stared at Fang Zhe directly, and said with some unhappiness: "Are you sick?" From the very beginning of the meeting room, what are you talking to yourself by yourself? What narration do you say? Do we need your help to introduce you? ”

"Also, what does it mean to apply too much hair wax to give people a transitional greasy feeling, and! I wear it this way because I like to, not to give people a gentlemanly feeling, let alone a full-time driver! You're not in a position to judge me. ”

Luan Wen looked at Fang Zhe, who was standing by the door of the conference room, wearing an unbuttoned, open white shirt, a black short-sleeved shirt inside, and ordinary casual overalls on the lower half of his body, and silently classified this person into the list of mentally abnormal people.

"Really, how can anyone say that people are deliberately dressed as cute women when they meet for the first time, but for the sake of you praising me for being cute, I won't bother with you~"

"Handsome guy Fang Zhe, I heard that you are very strong, please let me hug your thighs."

Like Luan Wen, Bai Zong, who was also a first-level investigator in Jiangyoucheng, looked at Fang Zhe with her big eyes after finishing speaking, revealing a smiling face.

A loud wine burp came out, and Chang Shang lowered his head at this time, looking directly at the somewhat nervous young man in front of him, with some drunken eyes, revealing a trace of deep meaning.

Hui Bing clasped her hands together and had a very kind smile on her face.

His junior brother, Hui Mian, the acting captain of Zhongzhou City, placed one hand on his chest to hold a salute, and a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle also looked at Fang Zhe like everyone else.

"Amitabha, Lord Fang, please don't tell me to wait for a bald donkey."