Tom was depressed.

Super depressed.

I didn't eat the meat, but I fell into a mouthful of hair, which I guess I can't stand on anyone.

I still want to save face, and Tom wanted to swallow his anger and consider himself unlucky, but he didn't expect that the scheming who was as delicate as a little white flower even stole his weapon.

It's a registered high-energy pistol, even if it's a very unstable model at first, the fat man used some connections, and it was not easy to get it.

High-energy system weapons, from batons, pistols to rifles, the flow of each of these new weapons has been recorded, and the fat man doesn't want to die under his high-energy pistol one day, and in the end he will have to carry the black pot.

So Tom had no choice but to call the police, he had no choice.

The police had merged with the military, and the newly established military police station was significantly more efficient, and the internal surveillance video of the "carnival bar" was sent ten minutes after Tom entered the military police station.

"That's her, this little smashed ......"

Looking at the cloud and moon that appeared in the picture, Tom's face was bruised, and his hands were clenched.

The military police who received him nodded, and after grabbing the clearest photo of Yunyue, he immediately transmitted it to the communication equipment of each military police through the base LAN.

Originally, it was also a big and small case, but the military police were trying to send this dead fat man who he was a little tired of leaving, when suddenly the door was opened.

"Director!"

As soon as the young military and police saw the people, they stood upright.

The director, who was not much thinner than Tom, waved his hand and walked in and stood aside.

Three men in suits and leather shoes walked in. Including the woman who went to the end, the black casual suit was ironed flat and neat, without a trace of wrinkles.

After coming in. The three of them were not in a hurry to speak, and a middle-aged man with a round face did not squint, and carefully looked at the appearance of the clouds and the moon fixed in the display screen.

"Not really."

The round-faced middle-aged man frowned.

"It's better to make sure, it's not a trivial matter."

A black man next to him said cautiously.

"I smell something special."

This is the woman with black-rimmed glasses who spoke.

The black man and the round-faced middle-aged man were stunned for a moment, and then stepped out of the way.

It was not pretty, on the contrary, the face looked a little mean, and the woman pushed the frame. Walked up to Tom, who was a little uneasy, and immediately lowered his body.

Subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but when the black man's right hand was on his shoulder. Tom felt like he was being weighed down by a mountain, and he couldn't move.

"You haven't washed it since you've been in contact with her, have you? Whether it's taking a shower or washing your face? ”

Hearing the woman's question, the fat man was a little confused. But he quickly shook his head.

The wings of his nose fluttered with a few freckles. The woman sniffed carefully up and down the fat man's body, and finally stopped on his head.

The wings of her nose fluttered faster and faster, and the more she sniffed, her eyes brighter.

Opening the bag in her hand, the woman took out a small cotton swab from it, and then reached out and poked it into the fat man's ear.

The technique is not gentle and delicate at all, and going to the bath city to enjoy picking out the ears is completely different, grinning only to feel that the eardrum is about to be pierced, and the fat man can't move. Not to mention avoiding it.

Finally, the woman took out the cotton swab. The sharp eyes under the lenses saw a trace of slime on the cotton swab that was hard to see with the naked eye, and a smile finally appeared on her old-fashioned face.

Placing the swab in the sealed bag, the woman nodded at her two companions.

"Take us to your house."

The black man pulled up the fat man, ignored the director on the side, and pushed Tom to the outside.

"BOSS, what's the matter?"

Hearing the footsteps in the distance, the young military policeman, who didn't dare to let go of a fart for half a day, asked in a low voice.

"The Military Intelligence Agency is holding the documents that President White Castle has personally authorized, and no one dares to stop him."

The director wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

As long as the other party doesn't come to trouble him, it's enough that whoever doesn't know the base is a magic cave in the MIA, and once the people are brought in, whether they are civilians, officials or even supermen, they have to peel off their skin if they don't die.

The director knew where these people came from, but Tom the Fat didn't.

But he's not stupid, even if he thinks about it with his ass, he knows that the origin of these people must be not small, if you want to say that it has nothing to do with the White Castle, you will believe it.

In the car, he honestly confessed everything that happened that night, including the clash that almost caused at the bar.

Soon arrived at the fat man's apartment, and the three of them went in and came out after a circle.

"You take this back and let the technical department inspect it, and Lao Hei and I will go to her."

Standing at the door of the fat man's house, the woman handed the sealed bag with a cotton swab to the round-faced middle-aged man.

"And what about him?"

The round-faced middle-aged man looked at Tom.

"Take him back together, and if necessary, you can dissect him to see if there are any other abnormalities in his body."

The woman spoke softly, not caring at all that Tom's face turned earthy in an instant.

The round-faced middle-aged man nodded, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the shoulder of the fat man who almost collapsed, dragged him into the car like a dead dog, and then drove away.

"What did you find?"

The black man followed the woman towards the north and couldn't help but whisper.

"He had physical contact with the woman, to be exact, the woman had contact with his head."

"What do you mean?"

Compared with information and intelligence analysis, some blacks who are better at fighting do not understand.

"The smell in the fat man's ear holes is stronger, and the nostrils and eyes are lighter in comparison, and his mouth is basically no longer abnormal because of bad breath."

The woman walked a distance, moving her nose and sniffing a few times from time to time, but her footsteps did not stop.

"Head? What's so fun with a fat man's head? ”

A peculiar picture appeared in the black man's head.

The beautiful girl held the fat man's head and kissed it constantly, and even poked her pink tongue into the fat man's mouth, nose and even ear holes......

The picture was too beautiful for blacks to think about.

Perhaps guessing the black man's thoughts, the woman stroked her forehead with a pained look.

"Your IQ really doesn't match your identity, and I don't know how the MIA recruited you."

The black man didn't care when he heard this, he smiled, and then compared his iron fist.

"What can be solved with your head, you need to use your fists, and you can't be as good as me together."

Rolling her eyes, the woman didn't bother to discuss this with him anymore.

"Remember, if you find a target, don't be impulsive, you also know how much attention the upper authorities attach to that woman, whether this girl is her or not, you can't go up and attack without saying a word."

"Understood."

The black man looked serious and nodded in agreement.

By this time, the two had already entered a laneway on the side of the street, and when they saw the woman stop in front of a manhole cover, the black man's heart tightened.

"The smell down here is too miscellaneous, so you're going to lose it now, right?"

"I can find a marked piece of peel the size of a fingernail from the junkyard and trace a very special breath from the sewers, do you think I'll lose it?"

The woman said angrily, then opened the manhole cover, and jumped down without frowning.

The black man grinned, and naturally kept up without saying a word. (To be continued......)