Chen Xian's position in the Bureau of Secrets is very special. Compared with most temporary workers, he is definitely a particularly mysterious person.
He doesn't like to show off, and he doesn't like to show his face at various organizational gatherings in the bureau. Since the day he became a temporary worker, he has been hiding behind the deepest scenes. to him.
Therefore, in the Bureau of Secrets, not many people know the true identity of the "Alien Eater". After all, the identity information of temporary workers is opaque, and no redundant information will be revealed except for the code name.
In the imagination of most people, the "Diversity Eater" is an octogenarian, and it is very likely that he has some kind of penetrating ability. If this is not the case, how could he be registered as a temporary worker? , promoted from junior to senior in only one year
This kind of rapid promotion speed absolutely requires the blessing of extremely strong personal ability, and this kind of strong personal strength will only appear in those old seniors, so many good people are secretly analyzing behind the scenes. Which sect and sect of senior masters are the readers? Does this mean that he intends to go out of the mountain to practice as a hermit
Ninety-nine percent of people would never think that the so-called Alien Eater... is actually a brat.
Even if they saw Chen Xian with their own eyes, it was impossible to link him to the code name Alien Eater, because the contrast was a bit unacceptable, and no one would believe it.
"Why haven't you digested..."
At the dinner table in the evening, Chen Xian kept rubbing his stomach, with an ugly expression on his face.
He cooked a table of dishes as usual today. He wanted to have a good meal, but before he picked up the chopsticks and took a few bites, he found himself a little uncomfortable. There was a feeling of bulging in his stomach, which was very similar to eating accumulated food Unable to digest, indescribably uncomfortable.
This symptom seems to be related to the "sha" he ate.
From the time he ate Sha until now, his stomach has been uncomfortable, but the symptoms are not particularly obvious, so he didn't pay much attention to it before, just as if he hadn't digested the food in his stomach. s things.
But now he didn't feel quite right.
Is that Sha powerful
Really great.
But in Chen Xian's career as a temporary worker for so many years, that Sha can only be regarded as an average opponent. He has never had such a reaction when he has eaten an opponent more than ten times stronger than him, so he is also very puzzled.
What exactly is going on
Why does my stomach, which has always been hard, suddenly feel uncomfortable
"Chen Xian, why... stomach?" Mu He sat beside Chen Xian, seeing him clutching his stomach, Mu He couldn't help asking a few more questions, "Are you... uncomfortable?"
"It's okay, maybe I'm full." Chen Xian said, let go of his hand covering his stomach, and silently filled the girl's bowl with a lot of food, "Eat more."
Not to mention Chen Xian's cooking skills, judging from the development trend of Mu He's figure in the past few days... the dishes he cooks should be delicious and nutritious.
When Mu He first came to the Chen family's old house, her figure was very thin and unhealthy, and she looked like a person who was suffering from long-term malnutrition, but after these few days of Chen Xian's careful preparation of food supplements, she was obviously plump than before. Many, the curves of her figure became softer and more attractive, and her thin and haggard hands became fleshy, and the feeling of holding her hand was obviously different from the beginning.
Chen Xian rested his chin on his hand, leaned lazily on the table, and silently watched Mu He eat.
Seeing her snorting and eating so deliciously, Chen Xian inevitably felt a sense of accomplishment.
But just as Chen Xian picked up his chopsticks and was about to eat something to fill his stomach, a sudden knock on the door interrupted his meal rhythm.
Mu He raised his head and glanced at the gate, then looked back at Chen Xian.
"You eat yours." Chen Xian said softly, got up and walked towards the gate.
Could it be that Fatty Huo didn't give up and came back again
This shouldn't be... Today's rejection should be very straightforward, how could he come again at night
Chen Xian thought about this, walked to the gate, and asked, "Who?"
"I, your most beloved Lord Ge!" A shameless voice came from outside the door.
Chen Xian was taken aback for a moment, and hurried forward to open the door.
"Master Ge, why are you here?"
Looking at the old crook standing outside the door, Chen Xian was full of question marks.
Today is not a day off, and Yinshi is not on holiday either, this old man has always taken making money as his duty... Why didn't he open a shop at this time and came to himself instead
"Look at you, and I'll bring you something to eat by the way." The old liar said, crossed the threshold and walked into the yard very familiarly, saw Mu He staring at him at the dining table, and the old man talked to her very friendly He said hello, "Are you there, little girl?"
Perhaps it was because he had seen cartoons in the shop of the old liar, so Mu He had a good impression of the old liar, and he was not so vigilant, but showed an extremely cute smile.
The old liar was a rare person Chen Xian could trust, so at this time, he didn't deliberately let Mu He avoid him, turned around and ran to get a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and started eating with him.
At the dinner table, Mu He ate a little slower. After all, this was the first time she ate at the same table with someone other than Chen Xian. From time to time, she would look up at the old liar, as if she was curious. who is he
"Xiao Chen, you are living together now?" The old liar took a piece of braised meat and put it in the Muhe bowl. On his old and haggard face, there was a look like looking at a granddaughter-in-law, "This girl is really nice, she can eat and drink Yes, the body must be better, but the words are a little less... But it suits you."
Chen Xian was a little restless.
To be precise, he was very restless.
Especially seeing the meaningful eyes of the old liar...
"When did you two get married?" the old liar asked abruptly.
"Don't think too much, we're just friends." Chen Xian's answer was watertight.
The old liar drank two ounces of wine in one gulp, clearly expressing his disbelief.
Chen Xian was thinking about how to divert from this depressing topic, when suddenly his expression changed, as if thinking of something, he hurriedly took out his wallet, and pulled out a piece of draft paper with a certain pattern drawn on it.
"Master Ge, have you seen this pattern?" Chen Xian asked cautiously, spreading the paper in front of the old liar.
On this A4 paper, there is a pattern drawn with a black gel pen.
The structure of the pattern is regular and symmetrical, showing a perfect circle, surrounded by many unknown vines, and among them are seven palms stacked on top of each other, as if to symbolize a certain spirit.
This pattern is the one that appeared in the mental hospital, and it was also the main culprit that scared Fatty Huo and the others away at first, so Chen Xian had a very deep memory of it, and could even easily copy and draw it according to his memory.
During this period of time, Chen Xian also tried to search for relevant information on the Internet, but as he guessed, there was no information about this pattern on the Internet at all, and it was very likely that it was completely blocked by the Bureau of Secrets.
Ordinary sources of information can no longer be relied on. If you want to find clues about this pattern... or about that mysterious organization, you must find another way.
For example, ask an old liar.
A well-informed older generation stranger like him may know information about this pattern for sure.
"This pattern..." The old liar took the paper and glanced at it, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, but he still pretended to be thinking seriously but couldn't think of anything, and shook his head at Chen Xian, "No Pass."
Chen Xian didn't doubt what the old liar said, but felt a little disappointed, and reluctantly put away the piece of paper with the pattern drawn on it.
"Does this pattern have any meaning?" The old liar asked calmly.
"I don't know either." Chen Xian sighed.
"Where did you see this pattern?" the old liar asked again, taking a sip from his glass.
Chen Xian didn't dare to mention the matter of the mental hospital. After all, that mission had a very high level of secrecy, and it might cause trouble if he said it casually. Although the old liar can be trusted, but...maybe it's a professional principle, Chen Xian didn't want to violate it. I promised Fatty Huo those words.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this."
Chen Xian smiled, and was about to end this topic, but the old liar seemed to suddenly think of something, hooked his chin at Chen Xian, and said meaningfully: "Aren't you relying on the big tree of the Bureau of Secrets? Their intelligence network It’s not something we can compare, why don’t you ask them?”
"This... I also asked." Chen Xian frowned, but he didn't hide this point, "I don't have enough authority, they can't give me any clues about this pattern."
The old liar lit a cigarette, smacked his lips and asked, "Why are you not authorized enough? Aren't you a senior temporary worker?"
"It's still not enough." Chen Xian sighed, "Maybe this information has a high level of confidentiality, and only senior members of them are qualified to know."
"Is this information important to you?" asked the old liar.
Chen Xian thought for a while, then nodded seriously: "It's very important."
"Then why don't you officially join the job." The old liar smiled, "It's not a loss to you anyway."
Hearing this, Chen Xian looked at him suspiciously.
"Ge Ye, you are not the lobbyist called by Fatty Huo, are you?"