trick revival

Chapter 10 The Future
"So you have to call me Auntie."

On the left, he was a little dazed, but in his heart he was a little surprised.

Before, when I saw the ex-master’s mother’s surname Zang, and Zang’s attitude towards him was beyond expectation, I wondered if there was such a possible series of various funny thoughts. There is never a shortage of holes.

However, when searching for the few content related to parents and their relatives, there is no such person as Zangti, so at that time he pretended to lead the topic here, but in fact it was just a way to draw in the relationship, but who would have thought of Zangti previous sentence
For a while, the heretics wondered whether the memory of the former master's body was also lost due to the previous "ceremony".

At this moment, Zangti stubbed out the cigarette butt:
"I lied to you."

"." Zuo Dao scratched his nose.

"It seems that the damage to your memory caused by the ceremony has made you unsure of your own situation." Zangti added on his own.

"I can make this decision not because I have any relationship with you, but because your parents, including you being recommended to university, etc., are all the care left by your parents. Don't forget the original, they may accompany you You don't have much time, but it doesn't mean you are forgotten."

Zuo Dao nodded silently. In the memory of the former master, he more or less complained about his parents leaving without saying goodbye, even if he left enough material foundation, and when he went to middle school, he was told in a daze. I was recommended to be sent to a first-class southern university in Huayu. From this point of view, the former master can have these preferential treatment, which is equivalent to the care of orphans after martyrs.

Many of the former master's habits and interests were also influenced by the former master's parents.

Seeing Xiangxiang's heresy expression for a moment, Zangti asked again:
"so?"

She pointed to the file.

"of course."

Zuo Dao stopped talking, took the signature pen, signed his name directly on the call-up order, and then pushed the document and the signature pen to Zangti.

"Very good." Zangti also quickly signed.

"Then from now on, you are temporarily affiliated with the Huacheng General Affairs Bureau, under the jurisdiction of the Mystery Processing Department. You should memorize the rules and regulations inside. If you don't understand, you can ask us."

"Understood." Zuo Dao replied skillfully, thought for a while and said:

"Team leader Zangti, what do I need to do now?"

Zangti glanced at the time, it was Friday, May 23rd, at nine o'clock in the evening.

"Rest first, I'll ask someone to arrange a temporary residence for you. After you've rested, someone will take you to report to the Bureau of General Affairs tomorrow. I'll tell you what to do, and then you can make a list of the damage to the house when you have time," Zangti said, stopped for a moment and said:
"Keep your technique a secret. Don't introduce it to anyone except us. Just use it to do what it should do. This is very important. You will know the specific reason later."

"Okay." Zuo Dao said.

"Then go, I have to work overtime again today, really." Zangti nodded and stood up.

After speaking, Zangti asked the operator who helped her to print the documents to come over again, explained the situation, and then led Zuodao out of the coffee shop with convenience.

At this time, Zangti came to the table of the two who were seriously reporting, and took a look with a cigarette in his mouth:
"Yo, the document hasn't been created yet, why don't we chat here?"

Looking at the awkward yet polite smiles of the two, she shook her head:

"Come with me, find a place to have a small meeting."

No. 186 Huaiyang Road.

I don't know whether it was due to the construction or other inside information, but the fire burned down the leftist house very cleanly.

The three of Zangti came here, bent over and passed through the cordon, and entered the scene where there was still a smell of burnt.

"Tell me, why are you so active in trying to push that kid to join us? Let's start with you, a dull oil bottle." Zangti looked at Quan Hu.

Quan Hu shook his head and looked at Tong Yan.

And Tong Yan pursed her lips:

"I saw something."

"Things?" Zangti looked into Tong Yan's eyes with questioning eyes, and she suddenly realized:
"Forgot that you have spiritual vision and future vision, so you saw some future pictures on that kid?"

Tong Yan nodded, pointed to her mouth, and made a silence.

"Can't tell?" Zang asked thoughtfully.

Future vision is similar to a certain kind of picture that predicts the future.

In the case of unintentional passiveness, if the person foresees it, it can only exist in the heart, and if it is informed to others or in other ways, the owner will bear the corresponding price.

"It looks like a lot of force." Zang laughed, "What about Xiao Tong, me and Poker Ping?"

Tong Yan thought for a while: "Yes, team leader."

"very good."

Zangti nodded, and she took out a sterling silver cigarette case covered with mysterious patterns from the inside of the windbreaker, and took out a seemingly ordinary cigarette from it. A mysterious force hovers all around.

Zang cried silently, the drifting smoke gathered on her head, and then two clusters of smoke came out in a line, hovering around Tong Yan and Quan Hu, at this moment she opened her mouth and said:

"let's start."

After finishing speaking, the sights of Zangti and others were blurred and distorted, and then a silent picture appeared.

The person in sight fell in the ruins of a building, and there were traces of war everywhere.

As the angle of view shifted, she looked to the side not far away.

There was a burly man struggling to support himself. There was a big hole in his chest. After all, he was powerless. He knelt down and finally fell down.

At this time, her vision suddenly blurred, and then she seemed to notice something, and her eyes shifted to look at the sky again.

A woman in a windbreaker fell straight from the sky and fell not far from the person in the perspective, and a silver cigarette case was scattered on the ground.

Just when the line of sight was about to turn black, there was a figure walking towards him.

His uniform windbreaker was torn and disfigured. He glanced at the place where the burly man and the woman descended from the sky, strained his face, and finally walked up to the person in the field of view, and bent over to hug him.

Yu Guangzhong, is a mature face, he is - heresy.

The line of sight dissipated, and the perspectives of the three returned to reality.

At this time, one of Tong Yan's eyes was suddenly bloodshot, leaving blood and tears.

Quan Hu's eyes were also red, full of tingling.

Peeping into the future bears the lightest price is Zangti. The half-burned cigarette in her hand suddenly exploded, and her fingers were slightly blackened.

The previous scene made the three of them fall into silence for a while.

After a while, Zangti laughed lightly:
"It's interesting. Although future vision is not necessarily the ultimate law of cause and effect, if you can see it passively, it is obviously a possibility. However, I am very curious about who killed my old lady."

There was no such frivolity on her face anymore, and she still did not forget to appease her team members and convey the thought that what you see is not the end.

"Yes, this is not certain, but there is a great possibility." Quan Hu said expressionlessly.

Tong Yan also hummed softly, and wiped away her blood and tears. It seemed that this "clear" way had hurt her a lot.

"But why didn't Xiao Tong think about it, maybe there would be no such result if you exclude that kid?" Zangti said suddenly, with both inquiry and school examination.

Tong Yan thought for a while and shook her head: "That's what I think. Even if the team leader doesn't push him to join us, Zuo's situation will be included in the observation list of our General Affairs Bureau, and there is a high probability that he will become a member of the General Affairs Bureau in the future. Our colleagues, although not necessarily our department, if so, it would be better to get closer to him, which is more likely to change the results we see."

Zangti nodded, she looked at Quan Hu, and asked again: "What about you, Poker Bottle."

Quan Hu wiped his face and said directly: "I didn't think so much, I just think that we are very short of people, and he looks like a good seedling."

"Then you go back first, I'll stay here for a while." Zangti said.

Tong Yanquan and Hu Hu looked at each other, a little puzzled, Zangti brought them here, obviously not only for a meeting, there must be other things to talk about, but they didn't talk much, separated from Zangti, turned and left.

After the team members left, Zangti looked at the completely burned building with a blank expression on her face. After a while, she took out the silver cigarette case again and took out a cigarette. The smoke condensed into a dynamic picture, but every time At the critical moment, they all failed, and Zangti showed doubts.

No one noticed that not far away, there was a small paper man in the illusion, watching the whole process.

There is no shadow when hiding, and no trace when showing.

(End of this chapter)