star hunter

Su Xian put his hands back into his trouser pockets, looked at the person in front of him calmly, hoping he could give an explanation.

Zhong Yuncong was embarrassed, trying to say something, but his mind was still churning, almost making a mess, it was like a stick in his throat, very uncomfortable.

Just when the atmosphere was gradually solidifying, urgent footsteps came from the other side of the aisle. Both of them were attracted by the attention.

Su Xian found an excuse for Zhong Yuncong's abnormality, and Zhong Yuncong heaved a sigh of relief. He really needed time to think about how to face Su Xian.

This third person simply came to the rescue.

The person who came was Xu Yang, Zong Zhengze's secretary. Seeing his anxious look, Su Xian temporarily put down his personal feelings and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xu Yang obviously came to look for him, Zhong Yuncong wanted to take the opportunity to sneak away: "Oh, it's Xu Yang, do you have something to do with Su Xian? You can talk, I won't bother you."

After he finished speaking, he was going to take a step first, but Su Xian asked in a cold voice from behind: "Are you allowed to go?"

Xu Yang also followed suit: "Hey, you don't need to avoid it, even if something unexpected happens, it's all on your own, so there's nothing you can't say."

Zhong Yuncong stopped still, glanced at Su Xian, and silently lowered his eyelids.

Su Xian's gaze didn't fall on him, but he could feel that the other person's gaze was vaguely turning around his face, and then retracted carefully.

Silent and melancholy, nothing like him.

It seems that I am not thinking too much, this person is really wrong.

It was fine before, but after going to the prison where Xu Wenxin was detained, it became like this. Something must have gone wrong during that time.

Su Xian was full of doubts, but unfortunately the timing was really inappropriate, so he could only put it aside first.

He picked up his mood and asked seriously: "What happened again?"

Xu Yang looked serious: "We have been secretly tracking down the source of the 'Shadow' weapon. The Zongju entrusted this task to Huo Jing. As you know, he has a network of informants. After a period of exploration, he finally has Eyebrows. Just when he was about to lure the snake out of the hole, someone betrayed him, and in the end he frightened the snake, and was even bitten by the snake."

Xu Yang frowned: "They were ambushed, all of Huo Jing's subordinates were killed, and he himself was seriously injured. He was shot several times. He just got back this morning and is now lying in the hospital."

Both Su Xian and Zhong Yuncong were surprised: "How is he?" "Is his life not in danger?"

Their friendship with Huo Jing was not bad, and when they heard the news, they were both shocked and worried.

Xu Yang's expression was serious: "Still trying to rescue...other places are fine, but a bullet hit the spine, maybe...it will be a little tricky."

Zhong Yuncong gasped: It's not just a little tricky... It's the spine that was injured, and it might be paralyzed.

He turned around and left: "I'll go see him."

"Maybe Huo Jing is still undergoing surgery, and he is unconscious, so it doesn't make much sense to visit now." Su Xian gave him a gouged look, his eyes and tone were extremely stern, "It's better to stay and see what I can do to help. "

After a pause, his tone became lighter, no longer harsh, but meaningful: "I hope you can distinguish the priorities."

What he said was quite heavy. Zhong Yuncong couldn't hold his head up when he was criticized, but he couldn't refute it. Seeing that the situation was wrong, Xu Yang quickly smoothed things over: "Yes, yes, it's been a troubled time recently, and things happened one after another. The case has not stopped for a day, and even the Zongju has been injured...the bureau is really short of people."

Xu Yang already had a dejected look on his face, but when he said this, his eyes lit up, staring at Zhong Yuncong: "Hey, I see this matter, maybe you can really help."

Su Xian's words are righteous, but he can't deny that he has a little bit of an excuse. He was a little surprised to hear Xu Yang say this: "Really?"

Being able to help Huo Jing, Zhong Yuncong was naturally obliged. He settled down, swept away his depression, and patted his chest eagerly: "If you have anything to do, just tell me!"

The atmosphere relaxed a lot, Su Xian folded his arms and quietly listened to the task Xu Yang gave Zhong Yuncong.

"It's like this. Although Huo Jing suffered heavy casualties, they didn't get nothing. They desperately snatched a gun from the other party. After comparison, it can be basically confirmed that the gun was produced by Fenghuo Machinery Factory."

Zhong Yuncong of Fenghuo Machinery Factory knew that Zong Zhengze had a secret conversation with him a while ago and mentioned this military factory, but it is a legend in the "isolated island". More than 20 years ago, a large amount of munitions in stock was brought overnight Disappeared out of nowhere, never to be seen again.

Lots of people were interested in it, but no one ever found it either.

Zhong Yuncong only regarded Fenghuo Machinery Factory as an after-dinner talk like an urban ghost talk, and he couldn't react when he heard that the Management Bureau really got a gun produced by Fenghuo Machinery Factory.

"Ah? Did Fenghuo Machinery Factory really exist?" He opened his eyes wide in disbelief, "And, how did you confirm that the gun was made by Fenghuo?"

Xu Yang was a little speechless: "Of course Fenghuo really existed, but it just disappeared strangely... As for why, because the model of that gun is very special, it was independently developed and produced by Fenghuo Machinery Factory, but it was just a test at the time, and the output was not enough. Gao, when the virus broke out and the factory shut down, those firearms became out of print, and there is no other semicolon.”

Zhong Yuncong suddenly realized: "So it's like this... But, what do you want me to do?"

"This is a question too? Use your perception and try to find clues from that gun." Su Xian said coldly, "If you're lucky, maybe you can establish a connection with the disappeared military factory Woolen cloth."

His words and tone were quite rude, which was quite different from his usual demeanor. Xu Yang looked at him wonderingly, wondering if Su Xian had a gun today?So angry.

Although Zhong Yuncong knew it well, there was nothing he could do about it. No matter how you look at it, it was his fault first.

So he was not only not annoyed, but also smiled flatteringly: "Group Leader Su is right, I'll do it right away... Where's Xu Yanggun?"

Unexpectedly, not only did his kind words not make Su Xian feel better, but his complexion became even worse. He snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Xu Yang let out a "hey" and said at the top of his voice, "Don't run around, I also have a task for you here, I don't know what's going on, these two days there are always restless supernatural beings causing trouble ... You see who else is idle, take someone to check."

I don't know if he listened, didn't turn around, didn't respond, and didn't even pause in his steps.

Xu Yang wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, and grumbled: "What kind of wind did this Su have today... It's getting hotter and hotter today, oh, I'm so annoying."

After speaking, he beckoned to the silent Zhong Yuncong: "Let's go, I'll take you to meet that gun."

Zhong Yuncong nodded, followed behind Xu Yang, took two steps, turned his head to look at the direction Su Xian left, and showed a wry smile full of thoughts.

Let me think... how should I talk to you.

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Zhong Yuncong had been looking at the pistol on the table for a long time.

The standard is slightly different from ordinary pistols. The barrel is thinner and the butt is wider. It should have been silver-plated, but it has been used for a long time, and it is not lightly worn. The metal luster is dull and the surface is full of scratches.

The appearance of this gun can be described as unattractive, and there is really nothing special about it. Zhong Yuncong pondered for a while, and finally reached out to pick up the gun.

After weighing it, it seems to be a little lighter than ordinary pistols.

Zhong Yun became a little interested, the gun turned around neatly in his hand, aimed at a target ten meters away, pressed the trigger with his fingertips, and the humanoid target shook in response.

This shot performed very well, hitting the head, Zhong Yuncong was a little proud at first, but after his eyes passed the round hole on the forehead of the human-shaped target, he suddenly remembered He Huiqiong before he died, and his mood suddenly fell from the clouds.

He killed He Huiqiong...Ren Jie will definitely come to him for revenge, right?

But what about others?Why haven't you seen him?

His thoughts changed sharply, and he no longer had the interest to test the gun, and stood there dejectedly, not knowing what he was thinking about.

His appearance made Xu Yang, who was accompanying him, anxious. He watched Zhong Yuncong stare at the pistol in a daze for half an hour. Not urgent?

"Hey, time is running out, don't waste your time, hurry up!" He finally couldn't help urging, Zhong Yuncong sighed secretly, but smiled on his face: "Okay, I'll start."

It was probably because the impact he received today was too great and his mood fluctuated too much. It took him a little time, but he still couldn't completely calm down and concentrate. Xu Yang really hit it off, he was wasting time in vain.

I can not.He was just about to tell the truth, but these three words turned around on his tongue and then retracted angrily. Men, such words are still quite taboo.

Zhong Yuncong thought about it for a while, and finally faced Xu Yang's expectant eyes, and said bravely: "Secretary Xu, can you go out first... You are here, I am under pressure, and it will affect my performance..."

"..." Xu Yang left the small shooting practice room with a dark expression on his face. Zhong Yuncong heaved a sigh of relief, went straight to the empty floor, stared at the white ceiling for a while, and then put the pistol He raised it up to his eyes.

His chest rose and fell slightly, and after a few deep breaths, he closed his eyes, and dismissed all Su Xian, Zhang Jia and Zhong Zhiyuan from his mind until there was nothing left, and then he put the muzzle of the gun to his forehead.

If the perception fails, then the next best thing is to use the tactility as usual.

His tightly clenched fingers had covered the cold iron with a slightly sticky heat, and his breathing became more and more gentle. In a trance, he had the illusion of falling into a deep sleep.

And those different faces changed rapidly in his mind like a kaleidoscope.

Zhong Yuncong knew that those should be the previous owners of this gun.

Among the flashing faces, he suddenly found a fairly familiar face.

It turned out to be him... It's been a long time.Zhong Yuncong sneered.

Just when he thought that the task was almost ready to be handed over, the staggered portraits stopped abruptly, and his mind turned pale again.

Zhong Yuncong wanted to open his eyes, but found that his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and they didn't listen to him at all.

He froze for a moment, and then found out in astonishment that it was not that there was nothing in his mind, but a new scene appeared.

It is snow, the vast expanse of snow covering the sky and covering the earth.