The owner of the house suddenly trembled at this moment, and sweat broke out on his already withered face.
This scene put both Zuo Dao and Fatty on alert.
But the expected surprise did not come. He stopped fidgeting and his voice trembled slightly:
"There is an ornament there."
"What ornament?" Fatty asked. He already understood why Zuo Dao didn't leave, because the other party might have found a clue.
"It's an eyeball ornament."
After hearing these words, Zuo Dao nodded in his heart.
The root of the matter is roughly locked.
"Then where is he?" Zuo Dao asked.
In fact, he had already searched the entire room through the paper spirit before, but did not find this thing.
But Zuo Dao couldn't say that directly, because there was a competitor next to him. Just like Fatty never unfolded the 'ritual' trump card he used in the nightclub, Zuo Dao would not reveal his secret so quickly.
However, Zuo Dao actually has another target of suspicion, and that is the body of the homeowner.
But he couldn't just let the little paper man go in and explore. If there was really a problem in the other party's body and he was directly "disturbed", the other party wouldn't have to follow the clues and could directly target him and create a crisis out of thin air.
At this moment, the left-handed Zhi Ling has already shown it to Zang Ti under the pretext of "talent" for more than a month, and made the most basic records, because by doing so, he will have a lot of success in his future "business" Restraint, and can also make people feel ill-intentioned.
Talent is always a good excuse. Everyone said that maybe their talent was better, but everyone spent the night desperately trying to get the same test.
And within a month or so, he was able to master the six common spells of the General Bureau with his talent, and he became a little paper man. When something strange pops up in the future, other people's doubts will automatically be linked to this.
This is the importance of timing and occasion. The right way of doing things is to be steady, not necessarily expressed in words, but in deeds.
When the house owner heard Zuo Dao's inquiry, his eyes were full of confusion. He remained silent until the fat man began to lose his temper. He seemed to suddenly remember something. He suddenly covered himself with his hands and cried a little:
"I, I think I ate it——"
After saying that, the owner of the house held his head and began to whisper vaguely, Zuo Dao distanced himself a little bit silently.
"I'll fuck you..."
The house owner's words made the fat man change his expression, and his hand that had touched the house owner moved unconsciously.
The fat man hurriedly opened his suitcase and took out two bottles of medicine. There seemed to be an endless amount of medicine in his reserve.
The fat man smeared one bottle on his fat hands and rubbed it frantically, while the other bottle was poured into his mouth. The potion didn't seem to taste good, and he couldn't stop drinking it after finishing the bottle. Ugh, and then distanced himself from the owner of the house.
A term came out of their minds.
——Mysterious pollution
As the name suggests, it generally refers to 'mysterious' phenomena including but not limited to physical, mental, environmental, object and other anomalies.
The fat man looked at the owner of the house as if he were a dead person.
At the same time, the two people involved in this 'abnormal investigation' made the same choice.
What front-line investigators pay attention to is - don't be afraid if there are difficulties, just shake people off first.
Fatty quickly picked up his internal terminal and began to enter his code, preparing to activate the permissions and issue an alarm.
The reason why he was so anxious was that he knew that his performance from the moment he entered the house was not very good.
At least, not much better than Zuo Dao, and the key clue to find the mysterious pollution was found by the other party.
So what to do now?
Of course, try to be the first to initiate an alert and give yourself some extra points for responding quickly.
Just when the fat man did not forget to subdue the professionalism of others in the face of a crisis, he seemed to have noticed a perverse move and then stiffened.
Zuo Dao didn't say a word, and even deliberately took out an alarm device the size of a keychain from his pocket.
Then, press.
The fat man's hand movements were completely stuck, his cheeks shook, his heart was filled with grief and anger, and his mind was roaring wildly:
"Fuck, is Zang Tiao a relative of yours? Only a team leader like this would give you all the alarm devices he has -"
Zuo Dao seemed to have read his emotions, and in line with his habit of returning punches with punches, he pretended to be confused and said:
"What is Officer Zhang doing?"
"..."
At this time, Zuo Dao and Fatty stopped thinking about the lack of gunpowder and turned to look out the window at the same time.
Outside, there is light coming.
...
Flower City, observation center, information collection layer.
On the floor, people coming and going were wearing silver and white slim-fitting clothes. There was no leisure in everyone's demeanor and they were walking around in a hurry.
For them, the only thing here is overtime, overtime, and fucking overtime.
In one of the information collection rooms, everyone was operating electronic devices non-stop. Large and small screens surrounded them, some showing pictures, some document reports, and some transferring information.
People without a big heart simply cannot stay in this place with an explosion of processing capacity for long.
For this reason, the observation center creates new business highs for psychology and psychiatry doctors every year.
At this time, a piercing alarm sounded on the office director's desk.
Originally, he was planning to take a minute to eat quickly. His hands shook. He threw away the chopsticks, knocked over the food that had been cold for a long time, slammed a button with his palm, quickly read the alarm status and location, and then Turn on the speakers.
"Attention, personnel in branch 17, all are on the list, diverted to other rooms, and everyone is ready to enter the observation state."
In an instant, all the personnel in the 17th Branch of the Information Collection Department put down their tasks and stood up.
"Prepare for the ceremony, time silently, count to five." After speaking the last sentence through the loudspeaker, the room manager stood up and left the workstation.
The room director, who looked middle-aged but had white hair, stood upright, raised his hands and narrowed his eyes slightly.
His eyes instantly melted and turned into silver-white liquid, and then separated into dense silver whiskers, and finally extended to the sky above the seventeenth room. The same goes for the operators in the room. The silver whiskers extending from their eyes finally entangled. In the sky above the sub-chamber.
Immediately afterwards, the silver whiskers gradually merged and finally turned into a silver disk shape.
Following the leadership of the head of the seventeenth branch room, the silver disk was no longer flat, it stood upright, and then the space was distorted and the disk disappeared.
The next moment, it appeared above the observation center building, pointing in a certain direction.
After gathering momentum, the last beam of light shot out.
And this is one of the methods of Huacheng Observation Center.
"Ritual·Cang Tong traces the truth"
"Record number: 3-01954"
"Composition of the ceremony: everyone unfolds, and the remainder is omitted"
Old Town, Quartz Street, Building 143, 402.
Ten seconds after Zuo Dao pressed the emergency button, he saw a non-glaring silver light shining through the window and through the wall.
The silver light seemed to have consciousness, and when it passed through the two people, it spoke to them individually with its thoughts.
"Your hands were slightly contaminated due to slight contact. The medicine has a containment effect. Please return to the General Affairs Bureau immediately after the incident is over for processing."
The message conveyed by the silver light consciousness made the fat man's face turn green.
"Is that a magic technique inside your body? Please give a brief report in the future."
Zuo Dao sensed the message of silver light, and his heart was calm, as if he had been prepared, and his lips moved slightly:
"It has been submitted to my team leader, Zang Tiao. The reported information may still be circulated internally."
"learn."
While communicating with the two, all the power of the silver light gathered on the owner of the house. Soon the owner's body became transparent, the skin on the surface of the body was blurred, and the skeletal muscles and even internal organs inside were displayed.
Zuo Dao and Fatty also saw at this time that there was an eyeball attached to the house owner's stomach, extending out many mesh-like bacterial extensions, which covered the house owner's body.
The moment the silver light found the "rightful owner", the eyes in the owner's stomach seemed to wake up.
It stood upright in the stomach and looked in one direction.
And there is...
——Observation Center
