After the content of the joint meeting was conveyed, there was no panic on Leilondo. After all www.biquge.info, there is only one intruder plane, which doesn't mean anything. At most, it can be said that when the life of the cosmic night watchman who has nothing to do is over, the gun in his hand will sooner or later come in handy. For most people, it's just an unattainable space war between the universe, and it's still far from our lives.

As soon as the meeting was over, I went back to the intelligence bureau to divide the work clearly, and asked everyone to sign a letter of responsibility for me. After the work is done, I can theoretically only supervise the work. After freeing up time, I was ready to start investigating the cases assigned by the above.

The case assigned above is very strange, investigating a drug case. The drug is called "tearsofangel", and its type is very different from the common ribbon-type stimulants, and it is much more powerful. According to police tests conducted by the police investigating the case, a monkey used for injection experiments, injected three milliliters of the drug, quickly turned into a berserk and bent an iron railing the thickness of a thumb, which only a strong adult orangutan could possibly do. The drug is also very bizarre and not physically addictive, but it can have a great psychological effect on the injector, causing them to hallucinate that they have great power (reality?). ), which can also be regarded as a psychotropic drug. It is extremely toxic and can cause irreversible damage to human health with each injection. At 5 milliliters per injection, a healthy adult man will die a miserable death after 20 injections.

At present, the popular drug injection needle on the market is diluted many times, which has caused many violent incidents and attracted the attention of the police. They investigated for half a year and found that it was related to GDI, so they had to hand over the case. GDI did a cursory check, and the only thing I found was that one of the shipments seemed to have come from Leilondo. My task is to find out the ins and outs of this case, draw conclusions, and write a report to the authorities after dealing with it as soon as possible.

I have never investigated such a case, and what I have done, that is, to investigate the corruption of leading cadres, has only played the role of playing a trick. I temporarily crammed to find the experience report of the anti-narcotics criminal police on the special Internet, and began to investigate. Originally, I wanted to take Bai Yang to investigate, but he excused himself a lot, saying that he couldn't do this thing. With no choice, I had no choice but to go back to Hanhan. She has also studied criminal investigation, although she has not operated specific cases, but she is always much more reliable than others.

I didn't pay attention to the timing of my approach. It happened to be the second day of the Samsung conference, the Western holiday Valentine's Day. The women in the group, including Han Han, looked at me very strangely, in fact, where am I in the mood to do these tunes?

In the next half month, I traveled everywhere with the cold and the cold. This investigation is very similar to the situation of Cha Naiqun in Xichuan, and it was the same failure from the process to the result. It is common to encounter scenarios like this:

Huang: "Have you ever heard of Angel Tears?" ”

Militia: "I won't tell you. ”

Han Han: "That's what you know?" Please come with us and help with the investigation. ”

Min: "But I don't know anything, why are you looking at me like that—don't you beat people?" You have no right to violate my human rights, and I will have to complain if you do it again. ”

Huang: "Damn, if you don't know, just say it, what's the mix?" ”

From the beginning to the end, I asked nearly 100 people, and all of them were similar to this kind of mischievous answers, can I go back and interrogate them one by one? Occasionally, I went back to the bureau for interrogation, but I didn't get any results. Many people in Leilong have shown a very uncooperative attitude towards my investigation, and the progress of the work has been stagnant.

It was the first time for Han Han to do such work, and he was frustrated that it had not worked. I don't care, it's none of my business if I can't find it out anyway, at most it's difficult to write a report, and I review a few sentences of my own lack of ability. I'm going to be here for ten years, and I've got time to write slowly, and I don't think they're going to be merciful enough to transfer me back because I'm not capable.

In the past half a month of getting along, we have avoided talking about sensitive topics with each other, and the distance has remained not far away. Han Han may have wanted to say something to me all the time, but in the end he didn't open his mouth, and I didn't want to open my mouth first to break the silence in this regard. Things at work are too unsmooth, and there seems to be nothing to say between the two.

As February draws to a close, it seems that the case has only been put on hold. On this day, we went back to ask two "witnesses" for a day's materials, only to find out that we had once again encountered a local hooligan who was purely amusing us for fun. After handing the two of them over to Bai Yang to clean up, I returned to the interrogation room, saw the cold of mental malaise, and tried to cheer up my spirits and said, "Let's go, it's late." I haven't eaten yet, so I'll invite you. ”

The Leilondo Center was originally a bit vulgar and lively of the declining class, but after the news of contact with a different civilization was announced half a month ago, Barrett established a curfew, and civilians and soldiers were not allowed to haunt the streets after 8 o'clock in the evening. As soon as the curfew opened, the business of ghost eating and shampooing room immediately plummeted, and the sound of folk cursing continued. It was already half past eight in the evening, and we could not find cheap things like barbecue stalls run by civilians, so we had to run to a rather elaborate café in the center of the town. The café had a higher level of consumption, mainly aimed at military officers, so it was able to defy the wind and continue to operate despite the curfew. In the past half a month, Han Han and I have been extorting money for this company, and occasionally talking, we all unanimously suspect that Barrett is the black boss behind this house.

Samsung is so far away from the core star at the center of its galaxy that it barely covers the light, and the day and night are entirely created by analog systems to match the human biological clock. When we arrived at the café, it was already dark, and there was a heavy mist floating in the air, and some sparse drops of water hitting the glass, adding to the gloomy and dilapidated scene. The funds for handling the case were directly allocated from above, and there was still a lot left, so I didn't have to worry about not being able to afford the bill. I ordered Han Han to order food, and I took a newspaper and read the headline news at random.

The 66 cadre school on the main planet is now in full swing. Nearly half of the news on the front page was touting the achievements and deeds of the 66 cadre school. According to the rumors I had heard from my old man and the experience I had learned from my childhood in the military compound, the more such a thing was blown so hard, the more suspicious its actual effect and effect became. This "internal rectification" is completely tantamount to giving the leaders of various departments the best opportunity to eliminate dissidents, and most of the actual results achieved in the end are this. Looking at the reports of them "learning and transforming" as cattle and horses, I don't know if I chose to be banished here, whether it was a success or a failure?

The other half of the content of the newspaper is to advocate the offensive of the fantasy world. GDI has completely lifted the news blockade on the illusory world, and has found many drummers to preach the prospect and justice of the illusory war. Anyway, the world is blowing for no reason, and there are many people who blow it, and it seems to be really reasonable. I flipped through it casually, and I didn't bother to read the specifics. They don't mention the defeat of two months ago anyway, they just say that there were a few setbacks - whatever, those are too far away from us. The closest real threat to us is an unknown xenomorph invasion in the stars.

I was reading the newspaper when Han Han suddenly muttered, "The cherry blossoms in Ueno are about to bloom." I poked my head out of the newspaper room, and saw her staring out the window blankly, as if thoughtful. Is she trying to say something to me? I held my breath and didn't speak. She suddenly turned her head and asked me, "Do you remember the days together in Xinjing?" ”

I still didn't speak. She's dwelling on a past that can't be repeated, so it's bound to be sad. And all I think about is how to survive the long ten years that will be imprisoned at the end of this human universe. I would love to tell her the truth and then tell her that she doesn't have to take the past as seriously anymore. If people's eyes are constantly looking at the past, they will become more overwhelmed in the future.

But I don't know how I should reveal this information to her, after all, it is too painful for me to hide it in my heart, and if I say it, won't it add a painful person in vain? Han Han misunderstood what I meant, thinking that I had drawn a line with her and ignored her, so he couldn't help but say gloomily: "It's all in such a distant place, are you still worried that anyone will misunderstand the relationship between you and me?" Beginning to distance yourself from me again? ”

I picked up the cup, took a sip of coffee, and said to her seriously: "That's right, I'm a young and ambitious guy, and I always have to be low-key before and after." ”

I thought that this kind of nonsense could amuse the cold, but who knew that the effect was just the opposite. Hanhan's mood seemed to get worse, and he turned his head out the window and said to my reflection on the glass, "Low-key, isn't it?" But others say that you are very ruthless and indifferent. ”

I didn't face her complaints, and said to myself: "Of course, there is no good thing for women to gossip about women together." I didn't know you would listen to other people's words, and you're changing, and on the bright side, it's also a kind of helpless growth. It's almost nine o'clock, let's eat our food, sit down and go back." I'll lead the class tomorrow, and I'll get up early in the morning to make rounds. ”

An unnatural air is spreading between us, and I have no intention of taking the initiative to improve the situation. After a quick dinner, I sat on the sidelines and waited for the cold. Seeing that the clock was about to strike nine o'clock, several officers in raincoats pushed open the door of the café and entered. At the head was Barrett. The few officers and soldiers sitting in the shop, except me, stood up and saluted him. I just gave him a slight nod. He doesn't like me anyway, and I don't like him either, so I don't need to talk about any false politeness. That's always how we meet. (To be continued.) )