When the supermarket owner heard Xiangyang's words, he immediately counted the things they broke. I raised my hand to interrupt her and asked her to write a document in black and white paper. I would compensate for the three thousand yuan.

I came with the worst plan, but now I just paid for a piece of glass, which is the best result. There is no need to argue with the supermarket owner about this matter, and it is the main thing to take the person away quickly.

Although Bai Yun and the others have regular identities, Xiaohong is a robot, and those tool people are not very normal. The flaws seen by the police will cause a lot of trouble.

In front of Xiaohuya, the supermarket owner and I made a document, and I immediately transferred the money by mobile phone, and then led Baiyun and the others out of the police station.

When I came to the street, I looked around and found no suspicious targets. I asked Baiyun what was going on.

I asked them to go on a dance dance, but they jumped into the police station. Each of them could not investigate their identities in depth. Although the identity information and documents were real, they did not go through. Where were they born, where were they school, who were their classmates, and who could prove that these things could not be forged.

After all, it is not a fake person who uses someone else’s identity to impersonate him, so that at least someone can prove that someone has lived somewhere at some time.

For their affairs, I don’t want to bother the captain. I’m not angry that they beat the hooligans. What I’m angry that they sent the hooligans to the hospital. Once things get big, even if we have the right side, it’s a problem.

Baiyun saw that my face was not good, so he explained: "Don't worry, they are all skin trauma, and they will never suffer from sequelae or disability, they will not be able to hurt the bones, they are just pain."

"What about you? Their affairs are small, your affairs are big, who was discovered after being injured?" What I fear most is that they were sent to ordinary hospitals for examination. No real human being present, especially Xiaohong, made people know that she was invulnerable to swords and guns?

"The ones who got hit the tool were the tool guys. They didn't hit the vital parts, there were only bruises behind them, so they didn't need to go to the hospital." Bai Yun explained calmly.

"You." I sighed, "Okay, this matter is over."

It was originally the fault of the gangsters. They were unhappy with Bai Yun who occupied the dance floor in the nightclub. The main gangster boss came forward to tease him and was ignored. So they called their brothers to wait for them to leave the store to teach them a lesson.

Unexpectedly, "Wen Diao" was ignored and "Wu Diao" was beaten up. The group of hooligans were anxious and wanted to kill him, and then they went to the hospital.

This process was told to me by the little police officer Huya. He always smiled when he talked. When we left, he even sent it out and asked me if my breakfast shop should be a banner that would be brave enough to do justice.

I smirked on my face and refused his kindness. I hung banners in the breakfast shop to let netizens know that their cute gangsters beat the gangsters to cry and call them. Wouldn't that delicate and soft character collapse?

The breakfast shop closed today, Baiyun and the others didn’t have to go to work, so I took them to the fast restaurant for breakfast.

It was easy for others to say that Xiangyang needed food and drink. Xiaohong volunteered to Ying, saying that she could go back to the breakfast shop to stare. Her shop had been cleaned up and she just waited for the procedures to be completed. If Bai had any action, she would send someone to the breakfast shop. The shop was opposite the breakfast shop, which was just convenient for her to stare.

I bought them a set meal. The fast food restaurant was doing well and the hall was almost full of people.

Baiyun and the others eat quickly, which is a symbolic appearance, which is no different from swallowing.

There are many people in the fast food restaurant and it is not convenient to talk. Bai Yun took out his cell phone after eating and chatted with me on WeChat.

She said she wanted to find her previous relationship and explore their words. If the hunting of the same tribe was really "white", her old boss should be able to know something about it.

But I was worried that she reappeared, which was equivalent to exposing herself. Perhaps her old boss was worried that she had nowhere to look for her.

"Wait first and see what they will do next, and you may not be able to do it to us first." She typed a line of words and sent it back to her.

Bishi told me that the hunters only took single tribe members, and the tribes who have been killed so far live alone.

I guess "Bai" came yesterday to pick some people to see if there are other tribesmen around Baiyun.

To understand her interpersonal relationships, they cannot be grasped by just a glance, so they will definitely come again.

Xiaohong is not a member of our tribe. It is most suitable for her to go to the store to stare at it. I asked Baiyun to lead the tool man out for a day, go to shopping malls and supermarkets, and other places with a lot of people.

After discussing, Xiaohong went back to the store. Baiyun led the tool guy to take the subway. They first planned to go to the scenic spot in the city center, where there were endless tourists from morning to night every day.

I still have to go to work, so I asked Yesenia to go to the archives. I sent her a text message and told her that I was going to the appraisal department today.

During the morning rush hour subway, even if there is no steel bar or iron bone, it can be crushed and broken. I finally endured it to the station. I got off the bus and quickly transferred to the bus. I waited three times before I squeezed in. The other passengers complained that I could squeeze.

I thought to myself, I'm already trying to keep my energy away, otherwise there would be living people in the car?

I felt relieved to stick to the unit. It seemed that I would have to get a bicycle to ride in the future. During the rush hour in the morning and evening, I would only ride a bicycle, or a small electric one.

My colleague in the appraisal department was waiting for me. When I walked to the door of the unit, she called me. I didn't answer the answer and hung up the stairs. She trotted a few steps upstairs. She was waiting for me at the door of the appraisal department.

"Come on, today there is a master. I will take you to watch and eat melons." The woman who claims to be my sister is 36 years old this year. She is the leader of the first group of the appraisal department and one of my mother fans.

She is well maintained, has a very cheerful personality, and lives a chic life. Just looking at her appearance, she can't guess her real age. No one will doubt her when she is 27 or 8 years old.

"Sister Shan, I am the investigator of this mission, and I don't seem to be able to watch it." Baozi once told me that a meal between women is enough. If it is not enough, it will add a gossip and a long gossip conversation.

Ever since we had lunch last time, the person who should have respectfully called the team leader has become Sister Shan.

Zeng Shan walked up in high heels, took my arm and dragged me to the identification department.

The identification department has a Qiankun inside, which is divided into several groups. Anyway, there is a square hall, a reception desk, and enters the corridor. There are many rooms on both sides.

The green plants in the corner of the wall and slogans on the wall. This place looks like an ordinary office area, but the items they identified are not ordinary.

Zeng Shan took me into a room with the "Observation Room" brand. The doors and windows in this room are double-layered. The outermost layer is ordinary doors and windows. There is a layer of thick plates made of special metal. If this layer of metal is dropped, the observation room becomes a fully enclosed secret room.

It can also be said to be a cell. Zeng Shan told me that this metal plate can move, with four walls, floors and ceilings in the room, and those that cannot move. It should be said that the whole room is a metal plate room, with doors and windows left to open.

She said that her colleagues all call this "cage", and its structure and principle are indeed similar to those of a mouse cage.

When Zeng Shan and I entered, there were already a group of people standing in the room. No wonder she was anxious to urge me. It turned out that it was because I was late and there was no best place to watch.

The crowd formed a circle, blocking the people and things in it. The onlookers were all wearing white coats, some wearing dustproof suits and isolation suits, which could be seen as employees of the appraisal department.

There was a person in the middle of the crowd talking, but he was not talking to the onlookers, but was asking for tools like a surgeon's surgery.

I can understand the tool he named, but I don’t know what it is for.

The onlookers didn't say anything, and Zeng Shan didn't say anything. She took out her cell phone, typed on the information editing interface, and showed it to me.

They automatically and consciously kept quiet, obviously they were the ones they knew.

I raised my feet and looked up at the container in the center. The container was about two meters high, but it was empty above, and what they were watching should be under the container.

I stretched my neck and looked at it, and only saw a black shadow moving. It seemed that it was unwilling to go up, like a fish sinking to the bottom of the water. It sank under the container after a few moves.

I have seen the shadows that appear in young people's houses, and it seems that this is something.

The one in the crowd must be the master Zeng Shan mentioned. I followed them to listen obediently to see how the master identified the things in the container.

As the saying goes, it is like walking across the mountain, but in fact I can't understand it, I just wait for one result.

The others were so sensible that I gradually began to get distracted. Chen Qinghan didn't know what happened, and Bi Shi had no news. She took He Su with her, and even the doctors in the clan went there. With such a big battle, it was definitely a big deal.

I have been watching news these two days, and I have never let go of the news at home and abroad, thinking that maybe she can get the letter.

I wandered for a long time, and the master who was surrounded by the crowd finally stopped his work. What request did he make? The others were obviously hesitant. Zeng Shan even pushed the crowd away and walked to the master, rejecting his proposal in person.

I took advantage of the crowd to be separated and squeezed into the front. The clothes I was dressed differently from them, which naturally attracted attention. However, they obviously wanted to eat the melons of great men, and their eyes only stayed on me for a second and then moved away.

Judging from their expressions, Zeng Shan's behavior of refusing the expert's proposal in person should be considered a feat. The expert was not as old as I thought, and was only in her early forties, with a thin figure, a gentle temperament, and a rare one, without glasses.

This man is obviously not fierce, has a strong aura, and speaks warmly, but the people around him seem to dare not disobey his intentions.

Zeng Shan is different. She said she came to eat melons, but she really came to eat melons. When facing a master, her attitude is neither humble nor arrogant. I even think her aura is much better than a master.

She said that this unknown energy is aggressive. Although it has not violently harmed humans, it can still have a negative impact on human health for a long time.

The master just said that he wanted to open the container and directly took samples. Zeng Shan disagreed with his approach and thought it was unsafe to be too risky.

The master insisted that he believed that this energy only had the function of transmitting information, not ghosts or alien creatures, and there was no need to worry too much.

Although Zeng Shan is the leader of the appraisal group, the authority of the master is obviously above her, and her opposition is invalid. The master seems to be annoyed by her obstruction behavior, saying that even if your section chief comes, he will believe my judgment.

I silently retreated to the door, regardless of whether the section chief believed it or not, I believed half of each person. If I retreated to the door for a while, danger would happen, so it would be easy to escape.

Zeng Shan turned around and looked for me. At this time, the crowd dispersed and no longer surrounded it so tightly. There was a gap between people. When she turned around, she saw me standing by the door.

"Xiao Leng, come here. If something goes wrong later, please help me and protect everyone's safety." Zeng Shan called me, so I had to walk over.

She straightened her chest and introduced to the people around her: "This is our field colleague, Chen Qinghan's partner."

Speaking of high-fives, I told Chen Qinghan about this. At that time, Miss Tang made a strange sound like hiccups in her throat, which appeared when I was clapping the little fetus.

Then she smashed the stone kid with the sound of hiccups. She was fine, I fell down. Whose energy was used? Just think about it.

Chen Qinghan also believed that it was the little fetus who defeated Shi Chi with my energy, and she influenced Miss Tang's character. Miss Tang now is likely to have fallen under the control of the little fetus.

Of course, we cannot anger her, just to prevent her from tormenting Miss Tang, or using Miss Tang to attack others.

Miss Tang chatted with me, but she had never asked questions about clichés. It seemed that she was just purely curious and asked me what I like to eat, play, and even what color I like.

But when I answered that I liked red, she suddenly said excitedly, because your weapon is red?

She scared me so much that I almost strangled her to death. The weapons on my body were just a set of hooks and sticks, which were not red at all, and there was not even a red handle on it.

The only red weapon is Karma Fire. How did the little thing know? In Miss Tang's belly, could she still have her eyes open and penetrate her belly and see the outside world?

Even if you not only see the outside world, but also the karma fire hidden in my body?

Seeing that my face changed, Miss Tang immediately said seriously: "You are unhappy, so I won't mention it in the future."

She did what she said, and in the subsequent chat, she never mentioned the word "weapon" no matter whether anyone was present or not.

What I feel now is that the little thing in Miss Tang’s belly is communicating with me through Miss Tang’s body.

She seems to have no idea about the outside world. She has many questions, but they are all very simple and have no complicated questions. Just like the questions a child of a few years old asks, such as what are you eating and why there is a layer of bright things outside.

After a long time, others also discovered that Mr. Tang was very nervous, but he didn't dare to say more, for fear of annoying the one in Miss Tang's body.

Three days later, we have not yet walked out of the death zone, but the good news is that we found the supplies left by our predecessors and were buried in a safe cave.
Chapter completed!