Chapter 277: Other Worlds Video 3
Zhang Botong also has some ideas, and after he decided to save a sum of money, he will open some other ways.
Just like he told his father, the Internet has developed these days, and there are no ways to make money everywhere?
For the future, Zhang Botong is full of confidence, and he firmly believes that even if he can't be as bright as a meteor, at least he can live a personal life.
Speaking of meteors, is that flash just now really a meteor?
It was the moment this thought was remembered, and within 0.00002 seconds, a muffled sound that was not huge appeared. Immediately after, an invisible shock wave seemed to scatter in all directions. The shock wave was not very powerful, like a gust of wind. It messed up his hair and Zhang Botong's heart.
For a few seconds, Zhang Botong's eyes were staring at dozens of meters away.
The artificially made stone pavement.
It is an important passage to communicate the entire Fifth Ring Road.
There are few houses around, only the dark shadow of the mountains in the distance.
The starlight above his head is still shining, but at this moment, it is no longer as bright as the front, what is that shining? On the hazy white surface, there are faint flashes of color. It arouses people's curiosity.
Zhang Botong was stunned in place, and it took a full minute before he made a decision.
He wanted to go up and take a look, indeed, this inexplicable sudden situation was completely dangerous. But such an inexplicable encounter is also full of mystery.
Compared with the ordinary, I would like to be like a meteor for a wonderful moment.
In Zhang Botong's mind, this motto that I don't know who said it flashed. He stepped forward, slowly. Be careful, for fear of alarming the monster that I don't know exists.
But at a distance of tens of meters, even if a snail crawls, it doesn't take much effort.
Finally, it's close at hand.
The hazy light was still hazy even after getting closer to a meter.
It's like a mirror, even if it's pasted on it, there is still a barrier, which is a kind of boundary between falsehood and reality.
Zhang Botong had already forgotten what he was out for, his breathing was low and nervous, and his hand was carefully stretched out. Touching something unknown, is that too reckless?
That's right, the most correct thing to do is to call the police directly and let the [prosecutors] deal with it.
But Zhang Botong wants to be the witness of this first term, not for anything else, but for the strong desire that has been accumulated in his heart for a long time and is full of illusions about the extraordinary reality can be released.
It's a short distance.
The human hand was submerged in the hazy white light,
It was as if it had been eaten by white light.
But the inside is not bottomless, and soon, Zhang Botong touched something, hard and cold, like some kind of iron sheet?
Zhang Botong frowned, and his outstretched hand slowly groped.
What the hell is this? Could it be an alien unidentified flying machine?
As he was thinking wildly, his hand touched a distinct bulge. It's a little warm to the touch, and it's not that hard. It's about the size of half a coin.
What is this? Some kind of button?
Zhang Botong tentatively pressed down, and it was really a button.
Only a "Kaz" sound was heard, and the hazy white light seemed to be distorted into a flat figure by a force, and then contracted and disappeared in an instant of 0.003 seconds.
The white light is gone, and the hidden mysterious creation is finally revealed.
Zhang Botong's expression also froze.
When the white light disappeared, what was left on the ground was a small cabin, and inside, was a baby.
With my eyes closed, I slept soundly.
Zhang Botong's mind began to spin wildly, and he was hesitating what he should do next.
In the end, Zhang Botong still chose to compromise with reality, and he was really powerless against this unknown baby. I can't even explain it to my parents.
Therefore, this inexplicable emergency situation should be handed over to someone who is really capable to deal with it.
Zhang Botong took out his mobile phone and dialed the prosecutor's number.
Soon, the sound of 24-hour uninterrupted service appeared in my ears.
said on the phone.
"Hello, this is the Henghai City Prosecutor's Affairs Processing Center. How do you need help? ”
Zhang Botong said.
"Hello, I am Zhang Botong, a resident of the city who lives in the Fifth Ring Road, and the resident number is 13576...... just now. Something very strange happened to me here, an unknown box fell from the sky, and there was a baby in it. ”
said on the phone.
"Mr. Zhang Botong, right? Where are you now? ”
Zhang Botong said.
"The 5th Ring Road 3079 road sign is about 400 meters ahead."
said on the phone.
"Okay, please wait where you are, the prosecutor will be there shortly."
Zhang Botong said.
"Got it, you'd better hurry."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Botong noticed that the sleeping baby didn't know when he woke up, and his eyes were white. White pupils, which is unheard of at all. The baby shook his little hands happily, as if he was greeting Zhang Botong.
Zhang Botong said with a smile.
"Don't worry, there will be professionals to take care of you soon."
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[Henghai City], [Prosecutor Processing Center].
Yang Xiaohong is a service member affiliated with the procurator's organization and works in the department of the Reception and Handling Center. The work of this department is naturally much safer than those that go out before and after.
But there will still be no less trouble, in addition to some false alarms, there are also a lot of people, all of whom regard this as a troubled consultation center. And it's free.
Yang Xiaohong is only twenty-three years old this year, but she feels that her mental age is at least thirty.
It was all thanks to the day and night calls.
I listen to it a lot, and it's hard not to grow.
According to the Kingdom's policy, the standard working day is eight hours, and overtime can be extended by up to two hours. And the pay package for this job is also very good. Therefore, Yang Xiaohong's life can be regarded as complete, especially her parents are not very worried about her marriage, which makes Yang Xiaohong less troubled.
As one of the ordinary ordinary people, Yang Xiaohong has calculated the second half of her life since she was in high school.
There are no dreams worth bragging about, so it is enough to live to old age.
Because it is enough Buddhism, although there are a lot of troubles at work, Yang Xiaohong can still smile every day.
As soon as she was transferred from the day shift to the night shift, Yang Xiaohong received a call with a problem.
"Hello, I am Zhang Botong, a resident of the city who lives in the Fifth Ring Road, and the resident number is 13576...... just now. Something very strange happened to me here, an unknown box fell from the sky, and there was a baby in it. ”
After hanging up the phone, Yang Xiaohong was very calm.
As a professional practitioner, Yang Xiaohong has never received any calls, saying that she has seen more than 20 calls from aliens.
And no matter what kind of call she receives, Yang Xiaohong is always only responsible for records and notifications.
It doesn't matter if it's a liar, after all, it's the prosecutors who go out. Her duty is to tell the story, regardless of whether the matter is true or false.
Of course, it is not necessary to go to the office to notify the prosecutor, just a phone call.
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