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I stayed in Yinchuan for half a year. Not only was it a problem with the case, there were also some problems at the mine.

This black-haired snake innocently felt like it was being fed to death by him, and time could no longer be lost. After the matter was almost resolved, I immediately returned to Hangzhou.

When he saw Wang Meng again, Wu Xie felt a long-lost familiarity. He had grown up. It seemed that the half-year training with Xiao Hua had achieved remarkable results!

"Boss, some people have been locked in as per your request."

Wang Meng handed over some lists of personnel. They were all strange people, some big and small. Most of them were carefree or desperadoes. They all volunteered to take money to do things.

Wuxie took the time to go and see it. People who can absorb pheromones will have certain perceptions of similar people. Just like, if you meet a person in a crowd, your intuition or smell will make you feel that you are the same type of person.

There are forty people on the list, but there are only two people who can sense the same kind through their smell. One is an uncle in his fifties, named Lao Ma. He has been living a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife, and now he is short of money.

The other is a woman in her twenties named Qin. She is a mercenary, but her companions are all dead and she wants to use a sum of money as a pension.

Wang Meng wanted Wu Xie to take a look. A person at such an old age must have experienced a lot and has a lot of tricks. Failure to protect everything will lead to bad things. The other one...is weak and weak, what can he accomplish?

Wuxie asked him to give him a sum of money first. Perception is one thing, actual operation is another, and then he took the snake over and let them absorb it to see what happened.

"The serum is ready. If there is any accident, send him to the hospital immediately."

Wang Meng: "Okay."

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"Year after year goes by quite fast, little brother, do you think you will go home this year?"

The little brother nodded quickly.

Wuxie sighed, leaned on the table and said, "Ah, okay. I want to see my mother roll her eyes to the sky again."

"Eye exercise, pretty good."

Wu Xie sat up straight and looked at him in shock: "Huh? You are also joking with me. If Fatty finds out, he will definitely think that I have led you astray."

The younger brother didn't talk much. After making a joke, he didn't speak again and hid aside to take a nap.

Wu Xie smiled innocently. He was like this when he first met him. I hated him back then and thought he was very pretentious.

Wang Meng has been very efficient in doing things in recent days. Wu Xie took him to see Pan Zi and asked Wang Meng to take over his third uncle's shop and come often to help Pan Zi handle things.

He has his own way of dealing with things, and Pan Zi feels comfortable leaving the shop to him.

A few days later, the two experimenters failed and were sent directly to the hospital.

It’s strange. The previous failures were all in the desert. Why did it fail from the beginning this time?

"Did they use the grasshopper grass?"

Wang Meng: "It was used. I didn't know why I stopped breathing. Then I called the emergency call and everyone was alive."

Wuxie breathed a sigh of relief and silently lit a cigarette.

"Is it possible that I feel wrong? In this way, you are looking for a group of people, directly screen them with black-haired snakes, and keep those who can absorb pheromones."

After this incident, Wu Xie has a sense of distrust in his own perception, and can only use this time-consuming, labor-intensive and expensive way to screen.

It is difficult to find such people, and even at the end of the year, they still haven’t been screened out. I have no choice but to look back.

Every year during the Chinese New Year, Uncle San’s seat is always empty. He hasn't come back for many years. At first, grandma would still talk about it, but then it stopped.

I don't know if the third uncle is still alive in grandma's heart. Whenever this happens, Wuxie will always make her happy, trying to divert her attention from thinking about the obscure third uncle.