Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures

"Let you go and hand it over, it's not for you, it's great, it's just getting your hands dirty, what are you ignorant of?" Gao Liang sternly said to Jin Buhuan, then raised his chin to our side, and then said to Jin Buhuan: "We have someone to accompany you, but it is not convenient for our people to come forward during the handover. After you handover and count, just hand it over to our people."

Jin Buchang turned his face and glanced at the three of us. He hesitated for a while, and said to Gao Liang with a twisted expression: "High Council, tell the truth, this trip is considered smuggling? You know, smuggling is my job. I haven't touched it for several years." Monk Xiao couldn't help it, and said to Jin Buhuan with some sarcasm: "If you really smuggle, you won't need you. The list above is a donation from an overseas Chinese, but due to some special reasons, We can’t come forward to accept it. Director Ouyang recommended you to come. If you disagree, we will contact others to help.”

Jin Buhuan laughed and said, "Didn't I agree? Leaders, when shall we leave?"

The next morning, our group set off from the polling bureau and headed straight to the Capital Airport. Huang Ran, who hadn't appeared for a long time, was finally released from the third underground floor. I was still wondering if our old and young combination could look at this fat fox, but seeing his own status quo, there was no previous worries.

I haven’t seen it for more than two months. Huang Ran looks a little fatter than when he was in the demon yard. It may be because of the fact that he stayed in the basement for a long time and didn’t move much. He is white and fat, but with black hair. It turned out to be gray now. He hobbled and panted within two steps, but at the distance from the gate to the parking lot, sweat dripped from the temples of his ears, as if he had just washed his hair. I handed over a pack of tissues, and after he wiped it a few times, it turned into a pile of wet confetti.

Huang Ran panted and got into the car. Fatty Sun and I sandwiched him in the back seat from left to right. Fatty Sun shook his head and said, "Old Huang, it's not that I said, I haven't seen you for a few days now, how come you have become like this? Just like your three grandpas, you are like two brothers. Like." Huang Ran laughed bitterly after hearing what Fatty Sun said, shook his head but said nothing. Monk Xiao, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked at Huang Ran from the rearview mirror, sighed softly, and said to Fatty Sun: "Little Fatty, take a good look at him. This is the end of playing with fire. ."

Fatty Sun blinked and looked at Huang Ran, and slowly repeated Monk Xiao's words in his mouth: "Playing with fire is a big deal... Is this a sequelae of destroying the Buddha?" Huang Ran heard this, and there was nothing on his face. With an expression, seeing Fatty Sun still looking at him with some pity, Huang Ran simply closed his eyes and took a nap.

When we arrived at the airport, Jin Buhuan had already waited there in advance. He is a standard self-acquaintance, but he met once yesterday and didn't say a few words. When he met again today, he already yelled "Xiao Shen, Xiao Sun, and Consultant Xiao". It may be that Director Gao or Ouyang left to the left and told him a little bit of Huang Ran. When Jin Buhuan saw him, he just nodded slightly, even without the title.

When we passed the customs, we had no trouble because of the exemption procedures for our luggage. But when he got on the plane, Huang Ran suddenly shook his body on the gangway. He was about to fall off the gangway when it was dark in front of him. Fortunately, I caught him behind him, pinched him and massaged him. After getting his heart, Huang Ran woke up leisurely, and Fatty Sun and I pulled him onto the plane. This episode shocked the flight attendant at the door of the plane, and came to ask Huang Ran what kind of sudden illness he could continue the flight. Fatty Sun said for Huang Ran: "It's okay. He didn't eat breakfast in the morning, and now he has low blood sugar. Don't worry, as long as your plane doesn't fall down, he can't die..."

Three and a half hours later, our plane landed at Hong Kong International Airport. When I arrived at the waiting hall, I saw three people waiting there in a conspicuous position. Two of them were holding a large playing card in each hand. Both cards were written with the same five characters-then Huang Ran Mr. Another skinny half-old man headed by his skinny body hung a suit outside and looked up inside. This is Ma Xiaolin who pitted Monk Xiao and Fatty Sun into the Public Security Bureau six months ago.

It seems that Boss Ma and the information obtained by Jin Buchang are not much different. He only knows that he will come to the airport to pick up someone and deliver some historically valuable items. Even if it is over after receiving the commission, he would never expect us to come together. The eyes of both sides made contact at the same time. Ma Xiaolin was very short-sighted. After seeing the few of us clearly, he was taken aback for a moment. When he reacted, our group had already reached his side.

Ma Xiaolin turned around and wanted to leave, but he was sandwiched by Monk Xiao and Fatty Sun one after another, and I was the only one who was supporting Huang Ran. Boss Ma’s two men saw it badly and threw the cards and came to help, but Ma Xiaolin made a gesture with his left hand to stop them. Boss Ma smiled awkwardly at Fatty Sun and Monk Xiao, and said, "Mr. Sun, Mr. Shen, Master Xiao... the pears are here..."

Fatty Sun smiled and said, "Boss Ma, I haven't seen you for half a year. You haven't changed much, but you still look unlucky. How is it? Didn't the delinquent come to you recently to talk about the old? Not me, he might not remember to go to you It’s the way to home. But it’s okay. I can still remember how your home went. I will show him a clear way this time."

Hearing what Fatty Sun said, the scene from half a year ago appeared in Ma Xiaolin's mind again. The feeling made him shudder: "Mr. Sun, what happened last time was a misunderstanding! I also heard that something happened to the pears. It’s also a pity. Those antiques were also bought with real gold and silver. I didn’t expect it would cause such trouble to the pears. I have already prepared some thoughts here. After the delivery procedures are completed, they will be delivered. My mind."

"I'll say a few people, this is not the place to talk. People come and go here, can we talk to a less personal place?" Jin Buhuan listened to a few ears, he guessed 80% in his heart, but watched Fatty Sun looked like he hadn’t finished his calculations. The airport police were already paying attention to this place in the distance. There was a wax corpse called "Luo Simen" in our box. Although it was exempt from customs inspection, if there is too much movement now, the police demanded It is troublesome to check out the box.

"Yeah, yes, I'm ready at my mansion. If there is anything else, I will go to I and chat."