He got up and picked up the ingredients on the table in the dining room and walked to the kitchen. Luo Xiaochen glanced at the study room, and for some reason he suddenly felt the urge to mourn for Nie Renyan.
Satisfying Lord Shakes Ye—
Brother, do it yourself!
Every Qingming New Year's Eve, I will remember to burn a stack of yellow paper for you.
☆、chapter5
At 8:32 that night, the office of the special criminal group on the second floor of the Public Security Department of J Province was filled with smoke.
Xia Zhiming sat on the swivel chair behind the desk with his brows furrowed, a cigarette in one hand, and a finger rhythmically tapping on the wooden tabletop, his eyes watching the thin smoke coming out. Dozens of people gathered at a small conference table beside them, sitting or leaning on each other. They were fully armed and wearing uniform black protective clothing, and most of them looked dignified with smoke in their mouths.
Sitting cross-legged on a chair, a short-haired man with a baby face took the cigarette between his pouted upper lip and nose, and said, "Boss, we'll be invited here tonight, it won't be like that. Can you spend the night smoking?"
"Tsk!" Xia Zhiming stopped his tapping fingers and said impatiently, "What are you in a hurry kid?!"
The baby-faced stared, leaned forward and pointed to the wall clock on the wall: "What time is it! In the past few emergency operations, it's not bad that the starting team can last for two hours! Besides, you're not in a hurry. What? You're not in a hurry to knock on a table."
Knocking on the table when he was impatient was an unconscious habit of Xia Zhiming, and he was thoroughly comprehended by these bastards. Xia Zhiming glared, and the baby face shrank his neck back.
"It's a little wrong, boss..." A person next to him put out the cigarette, threw it into an ashtray full of cigarette butts, and nodded in agreement, "It stands to reason that it's time for a shift."
Many people agreed.
The baby face became more energetic, and tried to lean forward again: "Boss, let me tell you, my right eyelid has been twitching for a day today—ah!"
The tall man leaning on the table behind him quickly reached out his hand and slipped his hand around the baby-face's collar with a blank face, and pulled him back, so that he could avoid knocking his front teeth in the face.
The baby face smiled shyly at the wood that was pestering behind him, and was chipped on the forehead by the wood.
In fact, Babyface was right, Xia Zhiming had been thinking about it just now.
In the past, when the special dud fog came, the government would immediately take emergency measures—
On the one hand, the air emergency unit was dispatched to spray the yào agent mixed with water in proportion to the sky downwards. These yào agents came into contact with the fog in the air, enveloped it, and then fell into relatively harmless rain; The public security systems and medical teams of various troops came out to evacuate the crowds outside, and provided emergency rescue to the injured.
Although the protective clothing worn by these personnel has been tested, the actual effect against the fog is not fully determined, so this emergency action generally adopts a rotation system to prevent the protective clothing from being eroded by long-term contact with the fog and unable to provide protection. effect.
In the past, it was usually about an hour and a half and a maximum of two hours to replace a new batch of personnel, but today it has been more than three hours.