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Chapter 3 Rejection
Mu He, wearing Chen Xian's slippers, hurried out of the living room.
It seems that the slippers don't fit well, and running all the way, it makes a squeaking sound, and it looks like a little duck who is still learning to walk.
When she saw Fatty Huo and Lu Yisheng, her footsteps slowed down a little, and a vigilant expression appeared on her face.
Mu He cautiously moved to Chen Xian's side and let him stand in front of him.
"What's wrong with the TV?" Chen Xian asked calmly, showing no flaws in his expression.
"No...painting..." Mu He hugged Chen Xian's arm tightly and said pitifully, "I can't see..."
Hearing this, Chen Xian nodded, watched Fatty Huo and the others saying sorry, and then led the girl back to the living room.
As Mu He said, there was no picture on the TV, and the screen displayed no signal. Chen Xian checked it and found that the video output cable of the TV was not firmly plugged in, and it had fallen off at this moment.
Plug it back in and fix it, and the screen changed back to the familiar picture Mu He was familiar with.
"You stay here obediently and don't go out casually, do you hear?"
Mu He raised his head and looked at Chen Xian, as if he could understand what he said, he hummed seriously.
Under Chen Xian's arrangement, she obediently returned to the sofa and sat down, watching TV quietly.
Chen Xian returned to the yard and saw Fatty Huo's face full of gossip, so he took the initiative to explain.
"She is my friend, she just came two days ago."
"Your friend?" Fatty Huo was obviously stunned for a moment, and his eyes became more and more curious, "Such a beautiful girl, is she your girlfriend?"
Mu He is a girl who can easily attract the attention of others. Chen Xian had long expected this. To put it in superficial terms, how could she not attract attention because she is so good-looking?
"It's just your friend??" Lu Yisheng couldn't help but opened his mouth, glanced at the living room wickedly, then looked back at Chen Xian expectantly, "Can you introduce me to me? "
Lu Yisheng had seen quite a few beautiful girls over the years, but there was really no girl who could make him look as bright as Mu He.
When Mu He jumped out of the living room before, Lu Yisheng was stunned.
The picture left a deep impression on him.
Looking at Mu He's lively and lovely appearance, it only reminded him of the deer walking in the forest, which is clear and pure.
"If you don't put on Fendai, it's like the morning glow reflecting the snow...it's so beautiful..." Lu Yisheng murmured, seeing that Chen Xian didn't speak up, he hurriedly asked, "Brother, can you introduce me? For a moment?"
Chen Xian's originally indifferent eyes became a bit colder now, and he didn't even notice such a change in himself.
"no."
Hearing Chen Xian's blunt rejection, Lu Yisheng became anxious, but before he could say anything, Fatty Huo glared at him and forced him to calm down.
"Let's get down to business." Chen Xian sat on the chair next to him with no expression on his face.
"Xiao Chen, you really don't plan to think about it?" Fatty Huo still didn't give up, the attention that was distracted by Mu He before returned to the topic at this moment, "We can discuss the conditions, you believe me, the Secret Service will treat you The sincerity is very sufficient.”
"I believe in your sincerity, but I'm used to being free, and I don't like the kind of life after I officially joined the job, Uncle Huo, I hope you can understand me..." Chen Xian said this sincerely, It can be considered a direct statement of his attitude, "You can come to me when you encounter problems. After all, I am a registered temporary worker. I will handle all the tasks assigned to me. As for other things, I don't want to get involved too much."
Hearing this, Fatty Huo couldn't help being silent.
Before coming to Ningchuan, he had read the Chen Xian file given to him by his superiors more than a dozen times. It can be said that he roughly understood what kind of person Chen Xian was from those written materials.
He wants to be an idle cloud and wild crane, and he enjoys a free and loose life. Except for tasks that can make him go to work, he will not interfere with other things, especially dealing with aliens and aliens. The case... even if he gives money, he won't get involved.
It's not that Chen Xian is afraid of trouble, he just feels that these things should not be his responsibility.
All he can manage are those abnormal beings.
"Okay, Xiao Chen, since you said so... Uncle Huo also understands you." Fatty Huo sighed and planned to go back and think about the countermeasures, and then talk to him alone. After all, it was the superior who asked for it. He joined, and Fatty Huo would have to be criticized when he went back.
"Thank you." Chen Xian nodded.
"Then we won't bother you anymore. The Ningchuan branch is still in the initial stage, and there are a lot of things going on. I'll talk to you when I have time, and then I'll treat you to a good meal." Fatty Huo laughed, his face Still with that kind look, "I remember your favor from last time. I will stay in Ningchuan for a long time in the future, and I will not worry about not having the chance to return your favor."
Chen Xian shook his head and said that he didn't need to remember so clearly.
"Protecting you is also my task. I just did my share of the work, and I don't think I owe favors." Chen Xian smiled.
After the simple courtesy, Chen Xian sent Fatty Huo and the others out of the door.
During this process, Fatty Huo didn't mention the matter of letting him join the Ningchuan branch, but just chatted with him about Mu He's origin in a gossip.
Naturally, Chen Xian couldn't say more, but he couldn't say nothing, he just said a few words, saying that she was a friend she had known a long time ago. ....
After closing the door, Chen Xian stood in the yard for a while, his eyes relaxed a little.
Obviously, what happened before made him a little nervous, because Fatty Huo had met Mu He before, and Chen Xian was worried that he would recognize him at a glance, but it turned out that he thought too much.
When Mu He was discovered by Fatty Huo and the others, she was just a dark horse monkey, but now she looks like a fairy transformed into a human being. It's normal for fat people to not recognize them.
"It's safe for now..."
Chen Xian let out a long sigh, rubbed some stiff facial muscles, turned and walked towards the kitchen.
For Chen Xian, joining the Secret Service was not a bad choice.
On the contrary, as long as he officially joins the secret bureau and becomes an internal member, then with his personal ability, he can definitely get along well in the secret bureau.
Being only twenty-three years old can become a high-level temporary worker, which is unimaginable for outsiders. Even some "seniors" in the secret bureau will be amazed by it.
An alien who does not know any religious magic, but can deal with all kinds of abnormal cases. This ability is no longer comparable to ordinary aliens. Even many aliens who have practiced Taoism for decades dare not speak of themselves. Stronger than Chen Xian, because his "record" is too brilliant, even brilliant to the point of fear.
In an SUV outside Laoluoguxiang, Fatty Huo was sitting in the driver's seat, smoking a cigarette with a disappointed expression, while Lu Yisheng also had a similar expression, leaning on the seat without saying a word.
"You know how good it is?" Fatty Huo laughed, handed Lu Yisheng a cigarette, and threw the lighter to him, "I told you a long time ago that he is a capable person, but you don't believe it."
"It's just a lot of strength, but it's not a special ability." Lu Yisheng took the cigarette and lit it, his face full of dissatisfaction, "I'm good at Qimen Dunjia, if you give me a little time to prepare, I can hang him up hit!"
That's right, even if Lu Yisheng was crushed to death by Chen Xian, he was not completely convinced.
The ability of a close-up individual to fight does not mean that he is really strong. After all, the evaluation of the combat power of an alien cannot be based on close-quarters combat, because most of the aliens are not good at that kind of combat, they are good at "casting" , also known as spellcasting.
In most cases, the fight between aliens and aliens is very similar to the fighting style of Maoshan Taoist priests in the movie.
The reason why Lu Yisheng was so unconvinced was precisely because of this. He had no chance to show what he had learned before in front of Chen Xian, so how could he swallow this breath?
"Strong?" Fatty Huo smiled, looking at Lu Yisheng as if he was looking at an ignorant child, "How many years did you work as a temporary worker before you turned regular?"
"Four years." Lu Yisheng replied.
"What level were you at that time?" Fatty Huo asked again.
"Intermediate." Lu Yisheng said, his expression became a little arrogant. After all, it is a great thing to be an intermediate temporary worker at this age. At least 90% of foreigners can't do this. , "Now that I'm a regular, I'm also a mid-level member of the investigation department, and I might be able to get a senior title in the past ten years."
Fatty Huo took a breath and asked him calmly, "Do you know what job title Chen Xian is?"
"What title?" Lu Yisheng asked back, frowning inadvertently, "Isn't he also an intermediate like me? It can't be an intermediate like him, after all, he..."
"He's a senior temporary worker." Fatty Huo interrupted Lu Yisheng.
"Senior temporary worker?" Lu Yisheng shook his head with a smile, his face full of disbelief, "Uncle, stop teasing me, which senior temporary worker is not an old man with white hair?"
Fatty Huo glanced at him, as if he was reading out the material, saying every word carefully.
"Chen Xian was registered as a temporary worker at the age of 18. At that time, he was only a junior, but in just one year, he was promoted from junior to senior, and our leader said that this is definitely not Chen. The end of his leisure time is just because his qualifications are not enough, and once the qualifications are enough... maybe he will be rated as a special class."
When Fatty Huo said this, his expression couldn't help becoming complicated. Even though he had seen Chen Xian's files dozens of times, he still acted in disbelief when he told the familiar information, and even felt that this It's just some kind of myth of modern Inhumans.
"Are you kidding me?" Lu Yisheng frowned. "There are only so many senior temporary workers in our bureau. I remember everyone's code name. What is Chen Xian's code name in the bureau?"
Fatty Huo was smoking a cigarette and replied slowly.
"The alien eater."