Flower City.
After an abnormality was discovered in the left lane and the emergency alarm device was pressed, abnormal events of varying degrees occurred everywhere.
It's hard to describe, but I cried tears of pity at what I heard.
Under the adjustment of the observation center's secret ritual, the Four Seasons of Anping, ordinary people only regarded it as a riot started by some ill-intentioned elements.
The media also received different reports on different events at this time and tried their best to do their best.
After that, it’s a story about the General Affairs Bureau’s blood pressure.
At this moment, it can be said that everything is flying in the sky and running underground, all with the help of officers from various departments of the General Affairs Bureau.
Patrol helicopters are usually rare. Now, as long as someone looks up and counts twenty in his mind, he will see at least one flying by.
On the helicopter.
Zuo Dao sat in the cabin and looked down. There were signs of unrest everywhere in Huacheng, and various types of law enforcement vehicles were vaguely visible on the ground.
"Operator Zuo, Qingchi Huafu is almost here."
Amidst the noisy sound of machinery running, the driver shouted to the passenger's left lane.
The small helicopter of the General Affairs Bureau prevented the two of them from relying on communication to communicate. Looking at the familiar community below, he raised a gesture of understanding.
As the height decreased, the sound of the propeller and the logo of the General Administration Bureau spray-painted on the fuselage gradually became clear to the eyes of everyone in the community.
As a community with a special nature, it not only has four dedicated helicopter landing pads, but also occasionally heard during a brief chat with property security guards that several areas of the community’s underground garage are prohibited from being opened to the public all year round.
The kind that is guarded by serious General Affairs Bureau officers.
As he landed, he jumped slightly and stood firm on the ground. He gestured to the pilot, bowed his head and walked away quickly. At this time, the pilot also started to set sail again, heading for the next destination.
On the way back, he found some attention from residents walking or parents playing with their children, but there was no surprise.
It seemed that they had already guessed this, and he also noticed that the looks from those he didn't know were kind and not utilitarian.
The meaning of the eyes was not difficult for an old gangster like Zuo Dao to distinguish, and his situation was clear to him as soon as he thought about it.
In this information age, nothing can be completely hidden, especially things like this.
If we did not rely on 'cognitive modification' as the cornerstone, and supplemented it with various "verbal" propaganda changes, I am afraid that the entire Huayu would be in an uproar tomorrow at this moment.
As residents of special communities, they also have a wide range of information channels. Except for children, main family members such as spouses are usually not within the scope of the 'cognitive modification' of Miyi·Anping Four Seasons.
The reason is simple, some need to be kept secret, and some do not.
The necessary information is to enable the family members of the operators to have sufficient awareness of prevention.
Not to mention that when we came down from the left path, among the people watching from a distance, there were many retired or semi-retired internal operators, all of whom were more knowledgeable than the others.
When they saw such an unusual event happening, a helicopter came back specially carrying an operator. The meaning was self-evident.
If there is such a situation within the Chinese region, it will only mean that operators who have experienced severe conditions and have no abnormal physical and mental conditions will be temporarily "retired", and only such people can receive this treatment.
Everyone knows it, and so do the rightists.
On the way back to his building, he met some old people who suddenly gestured to him.
That is a common sign language used by people within the General Affairs Bureau.
"Welcome back"
"Salute to you"
Seeing this, Zuo Dao stopped being pretentious and returned the gesture in sign language with a solemn expression.
"Responsibility"
"Wish you peace"
The 17th floor of Unit 2 of Building 5, Zuo Dao's home.
After closing the door, Zuo Dao leaned back on the sofa. The paper man inside him habitually checked around the house and pinched his temples with one hand.
"The explosion of information..."
Everything that happened today, after the second landing on the Rainbow Bridge, seemed to have nothing to do with him, and he became a bystander.
However, this was not the case. He turned his head lazily and looked at a wall.
As he thought, a group of small paper figures came in from the wall. They held hands with each other and formed a group.
Floating among them was a stone that had been blurred into the wall, and a life book.
Seeing this, Zuo Dao raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said to himself:
"Gathering spirits into formation——"
In the system of trickery and paper-cutting, what is emphasized is not the perfection of "one", but the perfection of "many".
Like an army of ants, nothing can be done alone, but hundreds of insects can panic in groups.
Therefore, the more paper people there are and the more they are carefully "upgraded", the more tricks and paper-cutting abilities they will have.
If there is a problem, it is that the world now is not the world that the leftists used to have.
All his skills need to be explored over time and "adapted to the version" of the world, which also means that they cannot be applied randomly. Every ability is displayed and even practiced, and it is all dreaming and thinking about it. Whether the hidden dangers will cause unnecessary or even fatal trouble.
Over the past few days, the "Gathering of Spirits into Formation" in the paper-cutting technique has completed "version adaptation".
But in the case of the old building, he didn't show it.
The reason is also very simple, he has too few paper figures.
The function of gathering spirits into an array is equivalent to improving the dimensions of all the abilities of the paper man itself. Its most critical role for the left path is in the area of 'hidden time without shadow', but due to the number of paper men The restrictions made him unsure whether he could withstand the opponent's "eyes" in this world where "big bosses appear from time to time and evil gods appear frequently".
For this reason, no matter when fighting the black shadow, or in the field of the big eyeball that was confirmed as a mysterious existence, or when meeting Lin and Bai, the two flower city leaders, he did not Show this ability, avoid them all, and save them as a backup.
Zuo Dao also waited for the gray fog field to completely dissipate before he used the 'Spirit Gathering Formation' of these little paper figures, hiding and sneaking back along the way.
Zuo Dao waved at this time, and the two small paper figures placed the life book and the stone in front of him respectively.
He first picked up the destiny book and seemed to be studying it, but in fact he began to think about today's events.
"After today, in the 'Art·Paper Cutting', the 'little paper figures' that they consider to be extended can be considered as fully official activities, but there is a high probability that they will label them as 'explosive'. After all, It was "exploded" all the way.
"The only bad thing is that if something like Li Jia happens again in the future, the little paper man cannot play like this unless he is absolutely sure. After all, if he accidentally reveals his true identity, he will lose his character. Don't tell others. Others are interested in tracing it. It's easy to lock onto myself.
"But, without your 'paper man', wouldn't I be able to eat pork and be that 'fool'?"
Zuo Dao thought of the online novels he had read in the past and joked to himself, and immediately began to think about the details of today's exchange between Zang Wei and Lin Bai.
"Li Jia and the Shadow Man have now put down their emphasis. Their focus is entirely on that "existence". In fact, it doesn't make me feel good. However, I am a soft-spoken person, so I can only watch it slowly. If there is nothing wrong, I will give it to that person." The Shadow Man is looking for something to do...
"Looking at Zang Wei's expression today, it seems to me that she is preoccupied and duplicitous, and her ideas in this regard seem to be at odds with those two people?"
Zuo Dao frowned slightly, unsure whether his feeling was correct, and immediately turned to the next direction of deliberation.
He began to judge, if the two main departments of Huacheng did not pay much attention to the shadow people in the future, should he secretly "research" this line and let the shadow people's "death star" shine?
So how to make an entry, how to escape smoothly afterwards, or how to report the matter reasonably?
While he was thinking, Zuo Dao suddenly had a slight reaction from the life book he was holding in his hand, and he had to withdraw his mind.
Spread out and read.
