There was silence in the entire Special Affairs Office.

Everyone seemed to feel that a volcano was about to erupt. When passing the director's office, they always tiptoed, fearing that a slightly louder noise would set off the bomb inside and be overwhelmed by anger.

"You scared them."

Director Fu sighed helplessly, looking at the shadows quietly passing by outside the ajar door, and poured tea into the cup of the girl in front of him.

"What are you afraid of? Afraid of me, a cripple?"

Ai Qing seemed to be amused, but there was no smile on her face or in her eyes: "Don't worry, no matter how unbearable I am, I won't act up in a special department."

"No, I just want to advise you to calm down."

Director Fu shook his head and wanted to smoke, but seemed to remember something. He hesitated for a long time, and finally rolled up his sleeves and put a nicotine patch on his arm.

"Whether it is the Astronomical Society or the Social Security Bureau, in the final analysis, things must be done according to the rules. Since there are rules, there must be some unpleasantness. You don't need to put too much pressure on yourself."

"To be honest, I'm not worried about Qi Wen."

Ai Qing sneered indifferently: "No matter how much he looks like a human being, he is still the same as when he was a dog. He would carry around a few bones and show them off everywhere.

If he were to stay for a while, the Yin family couldn't do anything about him for the time being. They actually wanted to jump into the quagmire of Jinling. They didn't even bother to think about it. No matter how powerful he was, would he have the majesty of the Huai family back then?

In less than two years, those aristocratic clans will join forces to knock out his bones and suck out his marrow. At that time, he will probably have to thank the Yin family for sparing his life out of past friendship, right?

What I'm worried about is the people who have returned to purity.

Qi Wen is not critical in this matter, but the problem is that all the clues we could find were destroyed by that smart bastard Qi Wen!"

She tapped the armrest expressionlessly: "Now, in addition to a pile of corpses and a ruin, all we have in our hands is a nonsense prophetic poem.

Under this situation, if those guys really make any moves, we are simply sitting back and waiting to be killed!"

Director Fu didn't speak anymore. He just rolled up his sleeves anxiously and put on two more nicotine patches.

After so many days, whether it was internal announcements or private exchanges among colleagues, they almost all had an understanding of the surrounding situation and the unprecedented large-scale mobilization of the people of Guijing in recent years.

Anomalies were found not only in Xinhai, but also in more than seven or eight cities, covering almost the entire eastern coastal area of ​​Dongxia.

If we don't pay attention, there will be another border war, and we don't know how many people will be affected by that time.

No one wants to let sparks explode within their own jurisdiction, whether it is from the perspective of responsibility or professional life.

But that's not the only thing that makes Ai Qing feel uneasy.

Is there something else that makes her irritated or even angry?

It's like the lingering premonition that you forget to bring your keys or turn off the faucet when you go out. When you know that your damn intuition is starting to work again, it's hard to feel comfortable.

Even though this talent is appreciated by many people, few people can understand how much Ai Qing hates it.

Especially when you don't know when the shoes upstairs will fall off, it becomes even more disgusting.

This anxiety has been lingering in her mind until at a certain moment, she finally found the source of this abnormality. She stood up suddenly, propped up her crutches and returned to the door of the interrogation room, looking around.

The empty corridors, trash cans everywhere, and the small bottle on the ashtray on the top of the trash can, which is an eyesore.

Ai Qing reached out and picked up the thumb-thick bottle, with a drop of lavender liquid still inside.

It smells vaguely bitter, like some kind of medicine.

The test paper I carry with me reacts orange-red.

She could conclude that this was some kind of potion from the border, and the orange-red color was between the red, which represented stimulants, and the yellow, which represented tranquilizers.

She looked at Director Fu: "Has anyone else been here just now?"

Director Fu looked confused and casually pulled over a subordinate who had just finished sorting out the transcripts. As a result, the subordinate also looked at them in confusion.

"Are you talking about Huai Shi?" The subordinate thought for a moment and looked at Ai Qing: "Aren't you two together?"

Snapped!

The bottle broke to the ground.

finally……

When the other boot was finally dropped upstairs, Ai Qing found that in addition to being stunned and shocked, she actually felt a sense of relief.

"What's wrong?" Director Fu asked.

Ai Qing leaned on her crutches and waved her hand feebly: "Now go and count your personnel on duty, focusing on the armed guards and the weapons and equipment they carry."

With valuable trust and understanding, Director Fu issued the order in accordance with Ai Qing's request, even though Ai Qing did not give any explanation.

Soon, after a short search and inventory, today's attendance and attendance records were submitted.

There are no shortage of armed guards with guns and ammunition.

But there was an error in the attendance record. Someone was missing. Soon, the missing person was found in the toilet stall. He was still struggling with a rope tied around his body and tape on his mouth.

"Old Wang?" Director Fu was stunned.

As soon as the tape was torn off, Lao Wang ignored his violent coughing and shouted loudly: "It's Huaishi, it's Huaishi... He took the key... the key to the weapons arsenal!"

"It's really, really terrible..."

In a moment of dead silence, Ai Qing leaned on the corner and closed her eyes tiredly.

This bastard.

Do you know what you actually did?

Soon, under surveillance, the shadow of a young man walked out of the weapons depot carrying a travel bag, as if taking a leisurely stroll. From time to time he waved and said hello to acquaintances passing by, and walked out of the Secret Service Office unimpeded.

Carrying an automatic rifle, six magazines, two pistols and fifty rounds of pistol bullets, six grenades, two pieces of plastic explosives, etc...

It's just like going to the supermarket.

Returned with a full load.

With a calm smile, he hailed a taxi and drove away silently.

Director Fu almost went crazy when he saw this.

Damn, if I had known better, I should have shot this bastard to death on the spot!

He grabbed the sweaty guard and asked loudly: "How long has he been gone?

"Two, twenty minutes..."

"Twenty minutes? A dog can find something wrong in twenty minutes. Are you worse than a dog?" Director Fu was so angry that he almost tore his hands off.

Seeing Ai Qing next to her who was so calm that she started drinking tea, she suddenly became more and more irritated: "Why aren't you in a hurry?"

"Is there any use in being anxious?"

Ai Qing put down her teacup and sighed softly: "If we really want to start preparing for something, maybe we can start discussing what style would be better for Qi Wen's funeral."

twenty minutes?

Don't be kidding, the day lily has been cold for three crops.

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Twenty minutes ago, it rained heavily.

On the viaduct, the taxi was speeding, breaking through layers of rain curtains. In the car, old disco songs from more than ten years ago were playing. As the Buddhist plate hanging on the rearview mirror rotated, the driver shook his head and hummed along with the songs.

In the passenger seat, the young man holding a huge travel bag stared blankly at the rain outside the window, as if looking at the looming black birds in the sky.

"Little brother, this can't be done."

The driver said: "You have been riding for a long time and asked people to drive forward without even a destination. Now you are almost on the highway. At least tell me where you are going?"

How about I find you a place and you change a car? I'll charge you twenty yuan less."

In the silence, the boy just looked out the window quietly, as if he didn't speak. He didn't make a sound until the driver couldn't help but want to ask again.

"No need, Master, just leave me here."

"On the elevated road? Little brother, do you want your life?"

The driver looked at him in astonishment: "If you park here, you will be deducted points!"

"It's okay."

The young man took out a folding raincoat from his travel bag and put it on neatly, "When the time comes, you can just say that you are being coerced by me."

As he spoke, he opened the zipper of the travel bag and showed him the firearms and bullets glowing with copper inside.

Suddenly, the taxi braked hard and stopped on an elevated highway where cars were passing by, almost causing a rear-end collision and causing an angry honking sound.

The driver's face turned pale and he raised his hands: "Little brother, please forgive me, I, I still have a family to support... I only have so much money... I won't get it if it's not enough..."

The young man smiled, shook his head, took out his mobile phone, scanned the QR code to pay, and was given three times the price.

"Sorry for your trouble."

He opened the car door with his bag and said goodbye politely: "I wish you a happy life, goodbye."

The car door is closed.
To be continued...