Outside the Chengnan Fang District.

The temporary tent set up by the Ningchuan branch was filled with smoke. All the leaders of the branch were in attendance and were discussing around a map of the housing area.

"How long has the contact been disconnected?" Fatty Huo was smoking a cigarette, his brows furrowed, which made him look constipated, and his speech was dull, "The liaison hasn't repaired the signal yet?"

"It's not the signal." Zhao Song seemed to be a little cold, wearing a heavy coat, rubbing his nose constantly, his eyes were full of red blood from staying up late, "The room area directly uses what we can use. The signals are blocked, and we have no way to contact them yet. If we wait any longer... Let's see if the headquarters can help us. Help us build a temporary signal platform again, and adjust the signal band again. Say Impossible."

Song Jueming sat on a chair in the corner away from the crowd, his unshaven face looked more decadent, and the cigarette butts he smoked were all at his feet. When talking to Fatty Huo and the others, his voice was hoarse and a little embarrassing.

"I have contacted the seniors at the headquarters before, and they have never encountered such a situation, so they can't give us any advice." Song Jueming said, lit another cigarette stiffly, and then picked up the Red Bull beside him to drink After a sigh of relief, "The headquarters has also begun to re-evaluate the level of this case. I guess... Ningchuan is about to have the first special-level abnormal case."

Hearing this, everyone's faces turned ugly, especially Fatty Huo. As the director of the Ningchuan City Branch, he naturally knew what the appearance of the special case meant for Ningchuan.

If this case is not effectively controlled, Ningchuan will usher in a disaster that no one wants to see, and in order to avoid this situation, the headquarters will definitely take special measures at the last moment, even if this means will be harmful to The location of the incident has a certain impact, and it can only do so... Just like the No. 9 case that happened in the Bayingoleng area a year ago, the headquarters is trying all methods and still can't eliminate the threat of the strange case. In the end, only covered bombing was selected, and the special 293 cloud bomb, code-named "Zhong Kui", was fired at the central area of ​​the crime scene.

Fatty Huo is very clear that the explosive yield of heavy thermal weapons is linked to the scope of influence of different cases. If this case cannot be solved by manpower in the end, it can only rely on thermal weapons to bombard the housing district in the south of the city. If coverage bombing still doesn't work, then...

"Damn, we encountered such a troublesome case as soon as we took up the job. God is going to play with us..." Fatty Huo frowned and scolded, with a hint of helplessness in his gloomy expression. " If we can't solve this case, the leaders at headquarters will have to hang us up and fight."

"No." Zhao Song picked up a cup of hot tea and took a sip, "At least the leaders of our logistics department won't blame me, some cases are not something that can be solved casually by manpower, blame us for having a shit. ."

At this moment, Tu Sen, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke up.

"They've been in for fifteen minutes, and there's no news out now... It shouldn't be an accident, right?"

Hearing Tu Sen's words, everyone glanced at him in unison.

"What's wrong?" Tu Sen frowned, expressing dissatisfaction with everyone's unanimous gaze, "I have flowers on my face? What are you staring at me for?"

"No." Song Jueming's hoarse laughter was a bit unpleasant, "It's just a little uncomfortable."

"Not suitable?" Tu Sen was taken aback.

Zhao Song put down the teacup and explained to Song Jueming: "I feel like you are usually like an iron lump. When you were handling the case, I didn't see you caring about people in other departments. Is this the first time?"

"Fuck off!" Tu Sen scolded angrily, "I and they are not class enemies, is it wrong to care about them?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tu Sen glanced at Fatty Huo again. He knew that only Fatty Huo knew Chen Xian best among the group. For the person who became the chief of the detection department at a young age... Tu Sen A little bit of trust, even if Chen Xian left him with a good first impression, Tu Sen still didn't trust him in his heart.

"Do you think he can come back?" Tu Sen asked worriedly, "I'll bring someone in to meet him if it doesn't work, lest this kid be planted in it and we have to collect his body."

Fatty Huo snorted, and stared at Tu Sen angrily: "When can you stop being so mourning?!"

"You curse, right!" Tu Sen glared, "I will report you when I turn around!"

"What am I..."

Fatty Huo was so angry that he went crazy: "I'm your leader! What's wrong with scolding you?"

"Leaders have to talk about people. Quan, you can't just insult people..." Tu Sen smacked his lips, then looked at Song Jueming who was hiding in the corner and snickered, his lips turned over. , "Do you believe me when I laugh at Laozi again?"

Song Jueming: "???"

"Don't talk about this, Xiao Chen and the others will definitely come back, don't worry about it." Fatty Huo pulled the ashtray changed from the tin can and shook the ashtray inside, "If he is not sure, he must be alone. Go in, you will never bring Xiao Lu with you."

"I've seen his files." Tu Sen said calmly, chatting with Fatty Huo in a rare and good-natured manner, "He has never dealt with special cases, you should know the difference between high-level cases and special cases. , their danger levels are one in the sky and one in the ground, are you sure he can handle it?"

"If you can't figure it out, just come back." Fatty Huo shrugged and slowly looked away, speaking in a shattering tone, "If it really doesn't work, we'll apply for support from the headquarters, and then let people take this film directly. The housing area is flattened. As the saying goes, the world is peaceful and the years are peaceful... Hey Lao Tu, why are you looking at me like this? Your eyes are a little unfriendly!"

"Isn't it okay to decide like this from the beginning?" Tu Sen said cursingly, "Have the surnamed Chen bring the bastard surnamed Lu in to die?"

Fatty Huo hadn't spoken yet, but Zhao Song had already given him the answer.

"You have to give him a chance, how will you know the result if you don't try?" Zhao Song looked at the map of the house on the table and said to Tu Sen without looking up, "And I'm also a little curious...I I want to know if Xiao Chen can do this... If we do, our branch will show his face in China."

"Face is important and life is important?" Tu Sen asked rhetorically.

"Xiao Chen is not a child, he is an adult, and he has been a senior temporary worker for several years. He has encountered no less trouble than you think. You should believe him." Zhao Song said with a smile, not so much looking. Nervous, it seems that he has a lot of confidence in Chen Xian, "Even if he can't figure it out, he must have a way to quit. Besides... In Fatty Huo and the others, Xiao Chen is a real myth."

Hearing Zhao Song say this, the people present couldn't help but nodded secretly. The code name "Different Eater" is not very loud in the secret bureau. Although his status is only a senior temporary worker, most people inside , he is no worse than those special staff.

Although the special-level employees of the Secret Service Bureau are very powerful, they can also fall into trouble when they go a long way. They have experienced some failures for so many years, and they are also overwhelmed by certain tasks, but what about Chen Xian?

He never fails.

"It's only a matter of time before a senior employee who has won every battle is promoted to a special-level employee." Zhao Song said, thinking farther than many of the people present, and almost thought of it together with Fatty Huo, "This case is about Opportunities are also challenges, and it depends on whether he has the ability to seize this opportunity and become famous."

Song Jueming chuckled with a cigarette in his mouth, a hint of anticipation flashed on his decadent face, and the previous heavy and gloomy expression was also a little less.

"If he can handle this case...can help those comrades in our department take revenge...I must thank him..." Song Jueming murmured, " But I'm afraid this case is a bit difficult."

Saying that, Song Jueming glanced at Fatty Huo and asked curiously.

"Director, your ass. There are nails under your butt? Why are you twisting around?"

"Fuck! It seems something happened!"

Fatty Huo couldn't help standing up when he said this, his bull's eyes were wide open, panic was written all over his bloated face, and he was hurriedly looking for something.

"Something happened?" Tu Sen hurriedly got up and asked nervously, "What are you looking for?"

"Have you seen Xiao Chen's partner?? It's the silly little girl! She was sitting over there watching cartoons with my mobile phone just now..." Fatty Huo asked sweating profusely , "Who among you saw where she went??"

Zhao Song turned to look at the corner of the tent, and his expression was also very puzzled: "I saw her sitting here just now, she went out?"

"Going out." Song Jueming said abruptly, as if he couldn't understand why Fatty Huo was so nervous, and scratched his chin full of stubble, "We have so much smoke here, is it normal for her to go out to get some air?"

"Normal ass!" Fatty Huo cursed angrily, "That little girl's brain is not good, I'm afraid she will run to find Chen Xian secretly... don't sit your motherfucker, hurry up Go out and help!"

"Didn't you see her going out?" Zhao Song looked at Song Jueming and asked, "Did she tell you something before she went out?"

Song Jueming frowned, his face full of memories, and said as he recalled: "She didn't say anything before going out, she just took away all the dozen bags of snacks in Director Huo's bag."

Fatty Huo: "........"

"Oh, by the way, she didn't take the snacks you opened. All she took were unopened, and she didn't even leave you the compressed biscuits distributed by the department. It's a clean one."

Fatty Huo: "......"

Song Jueming blinked: "Anything else to ask?"

Fatty Huo shook his head, indicating that he had nothing to ask, then turned around and patted Tu Sen on the shoulder.

"You beat him, I won't stop you."