The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 90 Dangerous People
After Mo Zhen left, Han Mingzhe was the only one left in the empty office.

He held his head in his hands and continued to make the final struggle in the vortex of fate.

dong dong dong.

The crisp knock on the door rang in Han Mingzhe's ears.

Han Mingzhe was startled suddenly.

This is fate knocking at the door.

Without waiting for a sound from his strangled throat, after the knock on the door, the etiquette has passed, and the door of fate is suddenly opened.

A lady with outstanding looks appeared in front of him.

In Han Mingzhe's eyes, she is a masterpiece of heaven and a messenger of hell.

In front of this dazzling lady, the other person was almost ignored by Han Mingzhe.

He used all his mind to move his eyes, and then he saw the other person's face clearly.

Rather than saying that it was a person, that indifferent young man with pigtails was more like a sharp blade hidden in a scabbard.

Although there was no expression on that fair face, Han Mingzhe had a strong premonition that if he made the wrong choice, the other party would show his edge at any time and chop him to pieces.

The young lady with a perfect face among the two took out her ID card and said in a cold and clear voice like a spring of ice.

"Hello, I'm Ning Luofan, a special investigator from Tianlong Shangguo Zhenzhi Bureau."

"Please hand over all the materials you have about the 713 case to me. This case will be investigated by the [Zhenzhi Bureau] with full authority. Please cooperate with us as much as possible."

There is no process of greeting, only a nearly mechanical handover process.

Originally, Han Mingzhe thought that he would make the final decision with indescribably complicated emotions.

But unexpected.

At the moment when the other party's voice sounded, I didn't have any distracting thoughts in my mind.

Stared at by those dark blue eyes, Han Mingzhe did not hesitate, and lightly handed over all the materials together with his own destiny.

At that moment, the vortex of his fate disappeared and became a rushing river.

In front of this Miss Ning, it seems that thinking about this matter has lost its meaning.

It seems that as long as you do what the other person says, everything will be on the right track.

All you need to do is to follow the other party's instructions.

Sitting peacefully on the seat, Han Mingzhe felt an unprecedented peace of mind.

The sound of flipping papers rustled in the office. Looking at the content on the materials, those blue eyes did not move at all.

After reading for a while, Miss Ning turned her eyes away from the material, and looked down at Inspector Han indifferently.

"I'm a very kind person."

"For any mistakes made unintentionally, I will give the opportunity to make amends on the premise of maintaining stability."

"So from now on, you are a non-staff member of the [Zhenzhi Bureau]. Any investigation content of the 713 case must be kept completely confidential and must not be disclosed to the outside world."

"do you understand?"

Like a marionette being manipulated, Han Mingzhe's eyes were dull, his mouth opened and closed.

"understood."

After a long time, Han Mingzhe's dull eyes slowly recovered.

Looking at the empty desktop and empty office, Han Mingzhe was sweating profusely, lying weakly in the seat.

How is this going?

Recalling what happened just now, Han Mingzhe once again felt the darkness and depth of this world.

That sense of trust that entrusts everything to the other party without reservation is definitely not a matter of common sense.

But... until now, what is the meaning of [common sense]?
The corner of Han Mingzhe's mouth revealed a smile full of desperation like a withered chrysanthemum.

Before I knew it, I had fallen into the dark side of this world, and became a part of it irresistibly.

Where will my future life go?Carrying the truth of the crime, do you believe the "mercy" that the other party said...

dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong-

At this moment, there was a knock on the door as hurriedly as Thomas the Little Train.

"Come in."

Following Han Mingzhe's feeble voice, a vigorous and handsome boy directly pushed the door open and entered.

Detective Han, who was sitting on the chair, was already exhausted. Having encountered two waves of troubles in a row, anyone would be physically and mentally exhausted.

Glancing at Mo Zhen who rushed in in a hurry, Han Mingzhe pressed his forehead weakly, and the third wave of trouble came to him again.

Of course, among these three waves of troubles, Mozhen contributed two waves by himself...

"What tricks are you doing, can you stop at this time..."

"Did two 'experts' from above come here today?"

After interrupting Inspector Han's meaningless complaint, Mo Zhen went straight to the point.

Han Mingzhe was stunned for a moment, his eyebrows knit together. Compared with Mo Zhen, these experts were the real source of confusion in his life.

"Yeah, they came here just now, did you run into them? Let me tell you, don't provoke them, they are not as easy to talk to as I am..."

Mo Zhenxin burst into ecstasy. The sense of crisis brought about by all mysterious things comes from its unknown. As long as there is [information], it is like having lights in the dark night, and the road will naturally appear.

"Quick, tell me as much as you know about them!"

Mozhen slapped the table excitedly, and almost climbed onto the table.

Han Mingzhe snorted coldly, and said coldly with a business-like air.

"Sorry, this is confidential, all I can tell you is never to provoke them, I have nothing else to say!"

Mo Zhen didn't ask any further questions, just rolled his eyes and turned around to leave.

"Okay, then I went to play with them, I think I will bring you a 'surprise' soon, hehehe~"

"and many more!"

Han Mingzhe jumped out on the spot and hugged Mo Zhen's thigh.

"Calm down, don't be overwhelmed!"

Mo Zhen looked down at Han Mingzhe with disgust, and leaned against the door frame with his arms around him.

"Don't worry, I can think about it. It's you who can't think about it. Whether it's confidential or not, wouldn't it be so troublesome if you tell me everything? Also, can you stop hugging my thigh? Although I don't care, but it seems like this I'm not very friendly with your reviews..."

Several detectives passing by the door had already started to show strange eyes, discussing something in a low voice, words such as "married middle-aged man" and "one should not be judged by appearance" came from time to time.

Poor Inspector Han hurriedly let go, dragged Mo Zhen into the office, and closed the door.

Because of this series of actions, the rumors about him in the [Bureau of Order] became more and more evil...

With his back against the gate, Inspector Han said to Mo Zhen seriously.

"Okay, I can give you some information, but you must guarantee that you will never leak the information, and you must never go to them, understand!"

Mo Zhen made a zip movement along his mouth with his hands, and smiled without saying a word.

Han Mingzhe was silent for a while, looked at Mo Zhen's uncompromising smile, and finally spoke.

"They are from [Zhenzhi Bureau]."

(End of this chapter)