Chen Xian's position in the Secret Bureau is very special, and compared to most temporary workers, he is definitely a particularly mysterious person.

He doesn't like to be in the limelight, and he doesn't like to show his face at various organizational gatherings in the bureau, since the day he became a temporary worker, he has been hiding behind the deepest scenes, and only when he receives the task to attend, the people who guard the secret bureau can have the opportunity to contact him.

Therefore, in the secret bureau, not many people know the true identity of the "Eater", after all, the identity information of the temporary worker is opaque, and no extra information will be revealed except for the code name.

In the imagination of most people, the "Eater" is an old man who is very likely to have some kind of penetrating ability, if it is not so, how could he have been promoted from junior to senior in just one year after registering as a temporary worker?

This kind of god-fast promotion speed definitely requires the blessing of strong personal ability, and this kind of strong personal strength will only appear in those old-timers, so there are many good people who are secretly analyzing behind their backs, which school and faction of seniors is this alien eater? Is this not going to retreat into the world and practice and go out of the mountain?

Ninety-nine percent of people would not have thought that the so-called alien eaters ...... In fact, he is a hairy boy.

Even if they saw Chen Xian with their own eyes, it would be impossible to associate him with the code name of Alien Eater, because this contrast was a bit unacceptable, and no one would believe it at all.

"Why haven't you digested .......?"

At the dinner table in the evening, Chen Xian kept rubbing his stomach, and the expression on his face was a little ugly.

He made a table of dishes as usual today, and wanted to have a good meal, but he picked up the chopsticks and didn't eat a few bites, but he found that he was a little uncomfortable, and there was a feeling of bulging and swelling in his stomach, which was very like eating accumulated food and not digesting it, and it was indescribably uncomfortable.

This symptom seems to be related to the "sha" he ate.

From the beginning of his eating, until this moment, his stomach has not been very comfortable, but the symptoms are not particularly obvious, so he didn't pay much attention to it before, just as he hadn't digested the contents of his stomach.

But now he doesn't feel quite right.

Is that a terrible thing?

It's amazing.

But in Chen Xian's career as a temporary worker for so many years, that evil can only be regarded as a medium opponent, and he has never had such a reaction when he eats an opponent who is more than ten times more powerful than him, so he is also very puzzled.

What the hell is going on??

Why is it that the stomach, which has always been iron, suddenly becomes uncomfortable??

"Chen Xian, what's the ...... Belly? Mu He sat next to Chen Xian, and seeing that he had been holding his abdomen, Mu He couldn't help but ask a few more questions, "You..... Uncomfortable? ”

"It's okay, maybe I'm overwhelmed." Chen Xian said, letting go of the hand covering his stomach, and silently put a lot of vegetables in the girl's bowl, "You eat more." ”

Not to mention Chen Xian's cooking skills, judging from the development trend of Mu He's figure in the past few days...... The dishes he cooks should be delicious and nutritious.

When Mu He first came to the Chen family's old house, her figure was very thin and unhealthy, and she belonged to the kind of person who was malnourished for a long time, but after Chen Xian's careful preparation of food supplements in the past few days, she was obviously much plumper than at the beginning, the curves of her body became more soft and moving, and the thin and withered little hands also became fleshy, and the feeling of holding her hand was obviously different from the beginning.

Chen Xian held his chin with his hand, leaned on the table a little lazily, and silently watched Mu He eat.

Seeing her humming and eating so deliciously, Chen Xian inevitably felt a sense of accomplishment.

But just as Chen Xian picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat something to cushion his stomach, a sudden knock on the door interrupted the rhythm of his meal.

Mu He raised his head and glanced at the door, then looked back at Chen Xian.

"You eat yours." Chen Xian said softly, got up and walked towards the door.

Could it be that Huo Fatzi is back again?

It shouldn't be...... Today's refusal should have been straightforward, how could he come back at night?

Chen Xian thought about this, walked to the door, and asked, "Who?" ”

"I, your most beloved Ge Ye!" A very shameless voice came from outside the door.

Chen Xian was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stepped forward to open the door.

"Ge Ye, why are you here??"

Looking at the old liar standing outside the door, Chen Xian's mind was full of question marks.

Today is not a day off, and there is no holiday in the yin market, this old man has always taken it as his responsibility to make money...... At this time, why don't you go to open a store and run to yourself instead?

"Look at you, and bring you something to eat by the way." The old liar said, crossed the threshold and walked into the courtyard very familiarly, and saw Mu He staring at him at the dinner table, and the old man also greeted her very friendly, "Little girl, are you also there?" ”

Maybe it's because he watched cartoons in the old liar's shop, so Mu He's impression of the old liar is quite good, and he didn't look so vigilant, but showed an extremely cute smile.

The old liar was a rare person that Chen Xian could trust, so at this time, he didn't deliberately let Mu He avoid him, turned around and ran to get a pair of dishes and chopsticks, and ate with him.

At the dinner table, Mu He's eating speed became a little slower, after all, this was the first time she sat at the same table with someone other than Chen Xian to eat, and from time to time she would look up at the old liar, as if she was curious about who he was?

"Xiao Chen, you ...... now? Is it considered to be cohabitation? The old liar put a piece of braised meat into the Muhe bowl, and on his old and withered face, there was a look like looking at his granddaughter-in-law, "This girl is really good, she can eat and drink, and her body must be great, but she has less words..... But it's quite flattering to you. ”

Chen Xian was a little restless.

To be precise, he was very restless.

Especially when I saw the meaningful eyes of the old liar......

"When are you two getting better?" The old liar asked coldly.

"Don't think about it, it's a friend." Chen Xian's answer was not leaky.

The old liar drank two taels of wine in one gulp, and made it clear that he didn't believe it.

Chen Xian was thinking about how to divert this topic that made him depressed, when suddenly his expression changed, as if he thought of something, he hurriedly took out his wallet, and pulled out a piece of scratch paper with a certain pattern drawn from it.

"Ge Ye, have you ever seen this pattern?" Chen Xian asked cautiously, spreading the paper in front of the old liar.

On this A4 sheet of paper, there is a pattern drawn with a black gel pen.

The pattern is structured and symmetrical, in a perfect circle, surrounded by many unknown vines, among which seven palms are stacked on top of each other, as if to symbolize some kind of spirit.

This pattern is the one that appeared in the mental hospital, and it is also the main culprit who scared away Huo Fatzi in the first place, so Chen Xian has a very deep memory of it, and can even easily copy and draw it according to his memory.

During this time, Chen Xian also tried to check the relevant information on the Internet, but as he guessed, there was no news about this pattern on the Internet at all, and it was very likely that it was completely blocked by the Secret Bureau.

Ordinary sources of information can no longer be relied upon to find out about this pattern...... Or a clue about that mysterious organization, then you have to find another way.

For example, ask an old liar.

A well-informed older generation of aliens like him may know about this pattern.

"This pattern ......" The old liar took the paper and glanced at it, a hint of solemnity flashed in his eyes, but he still pretended to think seriously but couldn't think of anything, and shook his head at Chen Xian, "I haven't seen it." ”

Chen Xian didn't doubt the old liar's words, but he felt a little disappointed, and reluctantly put away the piece of paper with the pattern drawn.

"Does this pattern mean anything?" The old liar asked quietly.

"I don't know." Chen Xian sighed.

"Where did you see this pattern?" The old liar asked again, taking a sip from his glass.

Chen Xian didn't dare to mention the matter of the mental hospital, after all, the secrecy level of that mission was very high, and casually saying it might cause trouble, although the old liar could be trusted, but ...... Maybe it's a professional principle, Chen Xian didn't want to go against the words that he had promised Huo Fatzi.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it."

Chen Xian smiled and was about to end the topic, but the old liar seemed to suddenly remember something, hooked his chin at Chen Xian, and said meaningfully: "Didn't you rely on the big tree that guarded the secret bureau?" Their intelligence network is not comparable to ours, why don't you ask them? ”

"This ...... I also asked. Chen Xian frowned, but he didn't hide this, "I don't have enough authority, they can't give me any clues about this pattern." ”

The old crook lit a cigarette, smacked his lips and asked, "Why don't you have enough permission?" Aren't you a senior casual worker? ”

"It's still not enough." Chen Xian sighed, "Maybe this information has a high level of secrecy, and only senior members within them are qualified to know. ”

"This information is important to you?" The old liar asked.

Chen Xian thought for a moment and nodded seriously: "Very important." ”

"Then you can just officially join the company." The old liar laughed, "There's no loss to you anyway." ”

Hearing this, Chen Xian looked at him with a suspicious gaze.

"Ge Ye, you won't be a lobbyist called by Huo Fatzi, right?"