Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures

[The sixth infinite underworld]

After leaving a few people to clean up the mess in the hospital, Fatty Sun led a team back to the polling bureau. Originally, he wanted to take Yang Xiao and me back, but the next day I have a few more tests to do, and I will start physical recovery treatment soon (but seeing how I can run and jump now, I start to doubt, but Is it necessary to do physical therapy?)

And there are more than 100 suspended animations in the hospital, what should Yang Xiao do if they run away? With his character that regards human life as a waste, he does not treat them as a matter at all. I pretended to be afraid that Lin Feng would return the carbine, so I pulled Yang Xiao alive and did not let him go. It wasn't until the daylight was bright and the people who had died of suspended animation woke up one after another, that my hanging heart fell.

After dealing with the polls, Fatty Sun rushed to the hospital again, and Yang Xiao was quite interesting to me. He and Fatty Sun stayed with me in the hospital for three days. After dozens of inspections, my The health report is out. After falling from a high altitude two years ago, it caused 80% bone damage to my whole body. In the past two years, I was almost in a vegetative coma. My current physical condition is no different from an ordinary person. Strictly speaking, I only talk about the internal organs and bones. , And slightly better than ordinary people.

The old doctor in charge of rehabilitation took my health report and rubbed his eyes a few times before confirming that he was not dazzled. Then he kept inquiring. I fell from a high altitude two years ago and suffered more than 80% of the body's bone damage and was in a coma for two years. Is it alone...

With the health report, I finally returned to the polling bureau. Due to the incident three days ago, the news that I had sobered up has spread throughout the polls. Even the investigators who had a good relationship before, Xiong Wanyi and the senior officials of Ximen, have come to the hospital to visit me. It's just that Director Qiu just left, their condition is not very good, especially Xiong Wanyi, who regards Qiu Bulao as an idol, heard that when Lin Feng appeared in the hospital a few days ago, he directly stared at Fatty Sun and complained. Why not let him take care of me.

Judging from the face of the dead Qiu Bu Lao, Fatty Sun did not have the same knowledge as Xiong Wanyi, and Lao Mo and Ximen Lian immediately changed the subject before covering up the matter.

Sister Lu waited for me at the gate and took me directly to the director's office to meet Gao Liang. Although it has only been two years, Director Gao's appearance is much older. His black hair is now more than half white. However, his mental state is the same as it was two years ago, and he still smiles. If he doesn't know, he thinks he and Fatty Sun are the two.

Originally I thought he would ask me about two years ago. I didn’t sleep well last night. I carefully recalled the situation that night, the details of Lin Feng’s hands, and how Pojun and Wang Ziheng were killed by Lin Feng. Wrote a report.

But Gao Liang didn't even mention this topic at all. He didn't even read the report after he received it. Just asked if my injury was healed, and asked me to find a way to persuade Monk Xiao to return to the polls. At the end, he looked at me with a smile and said, "Even if you come back, you will free Sun Desheng, but he has been watching Six Chambers for you in the past two years. You also know that Wu Rendi has a terrible temper. Sun Desheng can last two years. It's not easy anymore."

After a pause, Gao Liang looked at me with a smile and said, "Okay, go to the sixth room to find your Director Wu. He seems to have something to explain to you."

Fortunately, the fact that my hair turned gray spread all over the polls three days ago. When I came out of the secretary's office, everyone who saw me gave face to face and didn't give me personal advice. He just murmured behind his back: "Look, I said it a long time ago. Shen La and Lao Wu were carved in the same mold. Before, he didn't show up when he had black hair. Now you look at his white hair and hairline. It's all the same." "I thought we wouldn't be able to see the different hairstyles. Isn't it superfluous?" "Now that I know why there are so many people in the Polling Bureau, he is the deputy director of the Sixth Chamber..."

When I was about to look back at who was so boring, a familiar voice yelled: "It’s not that I said, do you have any business? If it hurts, I’ll find you some work. If you want to clean the toilet, Then I said, I will satisfy your wishes right away." Fatty Sun came in time, and he drove away those good things with a slur.

Fatty Sun went to the sixth room to find Er Yang, who was on the same road with me. Maybe it’s because I’m afraid I can’t figure it out, so while walking, he enlightened me: "Spicy, don’t take it to your heart. These people are envy, jealous and hate. Who in the polls doesn’t know what’s going on with white hair? In this life they It’s out of play, I can only vent a few gossips behind your back. It’s not that I said, you have to change your temper. Wu Rendi will not say it. Sometimes you have to learn from two young men, all with white hair. Look at who dares to talk about them. Those two guys stared, and who wouldn't tremble?"

After thinking about what Er Yang had done before, I sighed and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up with Er Yang's aura in this life." Suddenly remembering something, after a pause, I took a look at Sun. The fat man continued, "Great Sage, you go to Er Yang, is there news about Lin Feng again? Do you need to inform Director Wu?"

"Don't disturb Director Wu with such a small matter." Fatty Sun stopped, and after confirming that there was no one around him, he lowered his voice and said to me: "The two buddies are waiting for the money, I found them for them. Some private work.” As he said, he glanced at me with a weird expression, and said, “Spicy, do you have a kick too? You have a fifth of it.”