"When we were patrolling, we detected pollution fluctuations here, so we reported it back immediately. Unexpectedly, it was too late, and the incubation period was actually less than a day."
The cordon was raised and the entire modern building was cordoned off. When Nie Cang arrived with his people, only the body that had been hit and killed on the pillar was left at the scene.
He knelt down and took a look at the model's bleeding face: "She's the only one who was contaminated?"
"Theoretically, after all, there have been no other pollution fluctuations nearby."
The patrol team leader Mo Yan nodded, and suddenly frowned and glanced at the wedding dress on the model.
"However, we thought it was the wedding dress at first, but we just scanned it and found that there was no contamination residue on the wedding dress, and there was no trace of contamination in other places we tested."
"What do you mean?" Nie Cang paused while checking the wedding clothes.
"it means……"
Mo Yan said frankly with a sigh: "Just before you came, the pollution fluctuations here disappeared."
"What?" Nie Cang frowned.
“That’s what you heard, there’s no pollution anymore—it’s all a waste of time.”
Mo Yan was a little embarrassed, but suddenly she reacted: "But it's a good thing if this is an error. If there is no contamination, it will be handed over to the general department, and the risk factor will drop sharply!"
Nie Cang said in a serious tone: "Are you sure there is no pollution?"
"I am sure."
Mo Yan glanced at him, "Do I dare to talk about this matter casually? Not to mention that you find it strange, but I am also surprised - we retested it more than a dozen times before you came, and there was no sign of contamination at all. The contamination has disappeared on its own.
"Didn't this happen last month? As the new version gets closer and closer, the barrier in the border area begins to become unstable. It is very likely that when a certain space becomes unstable, it will cause a short-term impact on the human world. Impact, it is very possible that we just detected the leaked pollution.
"The deputy director also said that it is possible. And the results of more than ten tests are in front of you. It cannot be contained without contamination."
"……really."
Nie Cang had to admit it. He looked at the wedding dress on the corpse and stood up, "Then hand it over to the general department - we will pay attention to whether it is artificial."
If it is not man-made or contaminated, memory changes will still need to be made in the future.
"Don't worry, I will definitely follow you until the end."
Mo Yan nodded and muttered, "It's you who leads the team. I feel uncomfortable handing over the deputy bureau even before he comes back. They are all rough guys. Now except for our patrol team, there are no female compatriots in our bureau who are housekeepers. Wait until we clean up I’ll go home directly after this.”
Nie Cang: "..."
The female task force and supervisory teams were all taken away by the deputy bureau. What can I do? ! And it was an exercise for all regions around the world!
You didn't go because, like us, you were abused during the team selection!
"...You can do whatever you want." Nie Cang stood up and suddenly caught something with his peripheral vision and looked in a certain direction, "Who is that person?"
Mo Yan followed his gaze and saw the capable woman who was taking notes. She remained calm and composed even after such a big thing happened, and answered the police officer's questions one by one.
"Are you talking about her? This fashion company owner is a strong woman who often appears in magazines. She is quite famous."
Mo Yan thought for a while:
"——It seems to be Wen Xiran."
"If an employee dies in front of him like this, not to mention the psychological impact, it will also damage the store operation of the building, and may even affect the development of the entire brand." Mo Yan lamented, "It is not easy to start a business."
Nie Cang listened to his colleague's words and withdrew his slightly suspicious eyes: "If it is really pollution, provide assistance according to relevant procedures."
"That's for sure."
Mo Yan nodded and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, your cycle is coming soon, are you about to enter the picture again?"
Nie Cang's frown relaxed slightly: "Well, we'll come in after the processing is completed."
…
Lanzhuang
The gardener was cutting flower branches when he heard the sound of the wheelchair and turned around quickly: "You're up."
The morning sun was warm. Quan Heng was wearing a casual Tang suit. The eighteen pieces on his wrist were warm and made his wrist as bright as jade.
"Well," Quan Heng stretched out his hand, indicating that he was in a good mood today, "Give me the flower cuttings."
The gardener responded and handed the flower scissors in his hand to Quan Heng.
"Brother Xiaoting, this word..." Mu Jing hugged Mu Xiaoliu and frowned, trying to identify the homework that Sang Ting had written all night.
"What's wrong?"
Sang Ting shook the carbon pen feebly, feeling that his hand was about to cramp, and his resentment was about to turn into reality.
"A lamp, a pen, a night, a miracle. What do you think of my miracle?"
"No," Mu Jing shook his head and whispered, "It's just that this miracle looks so strange. It's different from what I've seen before."
Sang Ting: "…………"
Just say the wording is ugly, thank you.
Quan Heng heard it from a distance and laughed softly: "Don't laugh at your brother Xiaoting. His handwriting has been like this since he was a child, and he can't bear to change it."
The posture of holding a gun and a knife is countless times more beautiful than that word.
"Boss," Sang Ting suddenly remembered something, "Does Xiao Wu want to go to school?"
"First take him to the elementary school at home to experience it," Quan Heng cut off the stray leaves. "If he likes it, go. If he doesn't like it, stay at home. But he still has to read. Study in the library with Professor Jing and read more books. ."
"I know," Sang Ting looked at Mu Jing, "There is a library at home. If you want to go, I will take you there today. As for school...if you don't like it, I can teach you some practical things, such as firearms and physical skills. , do you want to learn or not?”
He seemed to find it amusing, raised his eyebrows and said: "After learning how to do this, if someone bullies you, just beat him up."
Mu Jing's eyes lit up, and she responded abruptly: "Learn!"
Sang Ting also laughed, and suddenly thought of something: "Oh, that's right."
He put aside his "miracle" and said, "I'll tell the boss something fun."
"how?"
"Last night, a company called 'Modern Rose' opened for business, but someone died during the opening ceremony, and it was their model."
Quan Heng put down the flower scissors: "Modern rose?"
"It's that fashion company with all-female employees. They have strong professional capabilities and are well-known in the industry."
Sang Ting held his face, thoughtfully, "But this 'Modern Rose' boss has cooperation with Quan Lin's business."
Quan Lin's deal?
That's probably antique reselling.
"You really won't look back until you hit the wall. You can't win the inheritance rights from that old man by relying on this." Quan Heng said, "You just said that in the fashion industry, is it a fashion company that innovates traditional elements?"
"Yes," Sang Ting nodded, "their wedding dress that was involved in the accident was actually dug out from the ground by that piece of shit Quan Lin and sold to them, and the organization you are concerned about is also there."
"Special Bureau of Investigation?"
Seeing Sang Ting nodding, Quan Heng roughly understood. Before she could speak, Acheng said first:
"Boss, Mr. Bian is here and will enter the chess room soon."
"Mr. Bian... I understand. Take out my new celadon tea set and take it to the chess room."
Quan Heng took the wet towel to wipe his hands and ordered:
"Xiao Ting takes Xiao Wu for a walk around the house to get acquainted. If you are tired today, ask for leave and don't go to school. If you are so sleepy, you can still sleep. But the first period seems to be your class teacher's class. Make your own decision."
"Oh...I'd better go then."
Sang Ting watched Quan Heng leave and said in a low voice: "We are socializing again. I know I won't be able to rest when I come back. How will my body be able to hold on like this?"
The voice became quieter as he got to the back. Mu Jing didn't hear it clearly at all, but he still asked in a low voice: "What is entertainment?"
"It's a bit difficult. I don't know how to explain it, but the boss said they are all soft swords and I don't need to learn them." Sang Ting stuck out his tongue. "After all, I am color blind and can't read other people's faces."
"But sister hasn't had breakfast yet." Mu Jing was worried.
"Boss, I went to bed too late last night," Sang Ting dropped his pen, dissatisfied, "This guy named Bian is really wrong. He lives near the top of the mountain and is not willing to stay at Lanzhuang. He comes to play chess after taking a walk in the early morning. I’m still not idle when I’m old, I’m done with it.”
"Maybe this way we can communicate better and avoid suspicion." Mu Jing understood a little more and said, "But I don't understand either, brother Xiaoting, can you cook?"
Sang Ting: "...ah?"
