In recent days, there have been incidents of ordinary people losing control of their spirits in various cities across the country, just like seeds sown in spring, and when it is time to harvest.

However, the Anomalous Crime Handling Bureau was not aware of it.

After all, these people are still wandering back and forth in the two identities of runaway people and normal people.

The bad one is an opportunity.

When Yang Haixin carried out the "Sky Net" operation in the No. 3 Hospital of Licheng City that night, a large-scale out-of-control incident suddenly broke out across the country.

This event is like a typhoon warned by the Meteorological Observatory several days ago, as if it was premeditated and prepared.

Accidents, along with the typhoon, befell several cities.

Fang Zhe and Zheng Siming didn't know it, and in the early hours of the morning, they continued to chat about the gossip of the members of the sub-bureau in the hotel.

"Chen Jielong, it's a tendon, tender and green. That guy is the most dangerous person in the bureau, don't provoke him if you have nothing to do, he, hiccup~ He is one-way mania, the kind that loses his temper when he disagrees, so the code name is 'heavy artillery'. ”

Zheng Siming was holding a can with beer in his mouth and talking with a wine burp.

Fang Zhe regretted a little at the moment, in order to bring out Yang Haixin's past, he instigated Zheng Siming to drink together.

The takeaway was delivered, after a few sips of this wine and a few skewers, Fang Zhe knew that Zheng Siming's alcohol was ridiculously poor.

After a drink, he began to make exaggerated movements, and talked about the gossip of other members in a row, but he chatted for a long time, but he didn't mention Yang Haixin for half a sentence, and he didn't even appear a single word Yang.

"This Chen Jielong is the thug in our bureau, and he can be described as a vanguard, unlike me, the fighting level is at the bottom of the game, and he only has the role of being a driver every time."

Zheng Siming muttered there, Fang Zhe was a little surprised when he heard it, he had seen Zheng Siming and the raincoat man fight with the skillful fighting skills, that smooth move can really be regarded as a practitioner, than those martial arts masters on the Internet, one finger to knock down more than 200 catties of big men is much more reliable.

Seeing Zheng Siming take another sip of wine, his little face flushed, Fang Zhe hurriedly asked the most critical question: "Eh, tell me about Yang Haixin." ”

"Hmm... Zheng Siming nodded, then raised his head and stared at Fang Zhe: "I'll tell you." ”

"Uh-huh!" Fang Zhe looked expectant.

"I, Chen Jielong and Zheng Xijian are the same group of investigators who went to Shencheng for training, you don't know how good Chen Jielong is."

Thinking of the past, Zheng Siming put aside the sofa and laughed, Fang Zhe's expression of expectation turned into a roll of his eyes, he was not easy to urge, he could only listen quietly, and in desperation, he opened the can tab next to the bed, smelled the smell of wine, and drank a few sips.

"At that time, before we received training, we had to undergo some devil training, and the instructors in the bureau were more cruel and ruthless than the other, and what kind of pulling and running, and what kind of ice cube bath were all pediatrics. The most uncomfortable thing is that you have to accept some kind of lectures every day, exposed to the sun under the sun, and the instructor seems to brainwash you, keeping saying that you are garbage and moths, in order to see which of us is more likely to be unable to control our emotions. ”

"Then one time, still under the sun, the instructors were asking questions one by one, and the topic was, as runaways, what should you use to protect the people and defeat the dangerous runaways. The instructor yelled loudly and asked one by one, and we all didn't dare to make a noise in the scorching heat, until the instructor walked in front of Chen Jielong and asked another question, and then guess what? ”

"Hahaha, hiccup~"

Zheng Siming's joke hadn't reached the point of laughter yet, he was already laughing so much that he couldn't breathe, and Fang Zhe could ask from a distance away from his mouth full of wine.

After taking a sip of wine, Fang Zhe, who was sitting on the bed, responded weakly: "I don't know, you say." ”

"Hahahaha, that guy, that guy actually punched the instructor, and then beat the instructor, he said with a serious face while beating, rely on his fists! By force! Rely on the faith given by the people! Hahaha, I can't do it anymore, I have to die of laughter every time I think about it, don't you know, that instructor was beaten and screamed, and a group of our students couldn't stop it. ”

"But it's just that guy didn't lose control of his emotions, he really thought about the people, hahahaha, that instructor walked around Chen Jielong every time he lectured, hahaha."

Zheng Siming held his stomach and laughed loudly, Fang Zhe took another sip of wine, and only after the other party's laughter almost stopped, did he ask: "Then, what about our captain?" ”

"Captain? The captain didn't go, the captain was already a special investigator, why did he go to training. Zheng Siming was puzzled, he may have laughed a little dryly, picked up the can and poured two large sips directly, and finally ended with a loud wine burp.

At this time, his eyes were already a little blurred, and the blush on his face was connected to the crimson of his neck.

"No, I'm not referring to the captain...

Before Fang Zhe finished speaking, Zheng Siming suddenly snapped his fingers: "Yes!" Let's talk about Zheng Xijian. ”

“。。。” Fang Zhe had already given up, and he drank the remaining beer from the can in one gulp, and his face began to redden.

Speaking of Zheng Xijian, Zheng Siming's brows began to wrinkle, and he seemed to be thinking about something: "Zheng Xijian's guy, it seems that there is nothing to say, he has always been lazy, very Buddhist, indisputable with the world, and his sense of existence is relatively low." He has a comprehensive perceptual impairment, his eyes are not very good, there is a bit of a problem, and his ability is also related to his eyes, so Zheng Xijian usually wears a pair of sunglasses. ”

Speaking of this, Zheng Siming didn't continue to speak, he opened another can of beer.

Fang Zhe heard that Yang Haixin was the only one left in the sub-bureau who didn't speak, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Eh, hurry up and talk about it after drinking, what about our leaders?" ”

"Leader?" Zheng Siming tilted his head and thought for a while: "Ah, you said Director Yang!" ”

“？？？” If it weren't for Fang Zhe's fear that he wouldn't be able to beat Zheng Siming at this time, he really wanted to pick up the can and throw it at the pen.

Who dares to mess with a drunk runaway?

"Director Yang doesn't seem to have anything to say, he's just a greasy uncle, his so-called spiritual quotations all day long, and he can't eat without saying a word."

"Oh! That's right. Zheng Siming suddenly beckoned to Fang Zhe mysteriously and motioned for the other party to come over.

Although he was reluctant, he was afraid that the other party might lose control, so Fang Zhe had no choice but to move to the end of the bed.

Zheng Siming leaned over mysteriously with a wicked smile, and whispered in Fang Zhe's ear: "Director Yang, it's not a runaway person. ”

"Oh~ Searched the dead! That, thank you, give me the beer next to you, and I'll take a sip. ”

Fang Zhe took the can handed by Zheng Siming, took a sip, and then said with a mysterious face: "Come, come over your ears, and I'll tell you a secret." ”

Zheng Siming looked curious, he immediately cooperated and turned his head over, his ears aimed at Fang Zhe.

I saw Fang Zhe covering his mouth with both hands, making it into a horn shape, and then he aimed at Zheng Siming's ears, sank into the dantian, and shouted loudly: "Stupid! ”

。。。。。。

After drinking, the cans that were pinched into "ant waists" lay on the table, and there were seven or eight like this.

It seems that people always don't like whole things, and when they see a can, it seems like they have to show their strength, and they have to twist it into a twist to be happy. When you see bubble wrap, be sure to pinch the bubbles. When you see a straw, you must bite it flat.

Fang Zhe, whose face was flushed, was lying on the bed, and muttered from time to time: "What about Yang Haixin?" ”

And Zheng Siming, who was originally lying on the sofa and sleeping soundly, suddenly got up, although his face was still red at this moment, his eyes had long since lost the previous blur.

wrist, there was a rapid vibration, and in the mezzanine of the clothes on the chest, there was also a vibration of the mobile phone.

Looking at the three words "Captain Yang" on the caller ID, he walked lightly to the door of the guest room and closed the door gently.

"Captain, the communication watch is vibrating badly, what's going on?"

Zheng Siming didn't know what was happening on the rooftop of Licheng No. 3 Hospital, let alone the sudden and large-scale outburst across the country.

"It's an emergency, but it's already happened, so it's not a big deal. I saw the report sent to me by Yuan Shiming, the five-bed patient was really solved by Fang Zhe alone? On the other end of the phone, Yang Haixin asked with a cigarette.

"Yes, everything recorded in the report is true, Fang Zhe's second personality has the ability of 'magnetic domain', we need to pay attention to it." Zheng Siming glanced back at the guest room, and after confirming that there was no movement inside, he asked softly, "Captain, do you need me to take Fang Zhe back to assist you?" ”

On the other end of the phone, Yang Haixin immediately refused: "No, we have to do what I promised that kid, just take him to the address I gave, as for what clues can be found, that's his own business." ”

"Got it, Captain, that... Zheng Siming thought about it, and finally plucked up his courage: "Then Fang Zhe is now an official member of our bureau, can you tell him something?" ”

"Toot toot toot toot .

phone, hung up.