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Chapter 65 I Touched It (Please read it~)

— bang bang

Two low and forceful knocks on the door pulled Zuo Dao back from his thoughts.

Almost at the same time, all the little paper people stopped what they were doing and flew into Zuodao's body.

It seems that the hustle and bustle at home here are all phantoms.

Zuo Dao walked slowly towards the gate with a bit of real weakness, but he didn't make a sound at this time.

He stood on the wall next to the door as if he was facing the wall and thinking about it. A little paper man flew out from his arm and looked at the situation through the cat's eyes.

After seeing the person coming, the little paper man beckoned to Zuodao himself to open the door quickly, and then flew back.

It belongs to a large-scale fine-scoring scene.

Outside.

The burly man in casual clothes waited for a short time when he heard the sound of the door being unlocked one by one, and finally opened it.

A boy with a haggard face came into view.

"Brother Quan?" Zuo Dao's voice was a little floating.

"It's me," Quan Hu nodded, he lifted the two bags in his hands and weighed them:

"The team leader is still busy, Tong Yan is assisting, let me see your situation."

"A little cold is just a little annoying, and it makes everyone worry about it"

Zuo Dao smiled wryly, stepped aside slowly, and invited Quan Hu to come in.

At this moment, his soul sea gently stirred up the connection in the room that belonged to the power of Ju An, keeping it normal and concealed.

Quan Hu, who stepped into the house, did not notice anything unusual. He put the things he brought on the tea seat in the living room, and shook his head helplessly when he saw the boy's swaying body and wanted to go to the kitchen to boil water and pour tea.

"When you are sick, rest well."

Quan Hu's speech was always short. He walked into the kitchen and got Zuo Dao out to boil water by himself. There was very little smoke and fire in the kitchen, only a rice cooker was open, and there was some slightly cooled porridge in it.

This is also what Zuo Dao intentionally showed, he has tried his best to eat and drink as much as possible in the past few days.

In this way, no matter who comes, he can only think of a young benchmark who is so busy with the department that he is sick. In addition, he himself is not a person with a strong appetite, and he has no requirements for the food made by the little paper figurine. Try to keep it neat without being too clean.

And others took a look - good guy, what kind of honest and responsible young man
Not long after, Quan Hu came out with two glasses of water.

"I'm sick, why did I just send a message that day, and there is no follow-up?"

Seeing Quan Hu who was sitting down asked, Zuo Dao naturally knew what he was talking about.

Three nights ago, Zuo Dao had already compiled a message through his "pretend body", and several small paper figurines were in charge.

Once all his backhands are unable to parry at that time, then he will use the paper doll to send a message to ask Zangti for help. This is because he knows that there is such an outrageous secret ritual as the "Rainbow Bridge" in this world, and that the team leader has authority After the city is transferred at any time, a foreign aid plan is made.

And the final result was naturally good. Although the most serious thing happened as expected, he managed to solve it by himself in the end. Therefore, after cleaning up the battlefield in the house and doing a good job of "disinfecting", the text message for help was replaced with sick report.

"Brother Quan, the situation was too bad two days ago. At that time, my 'spell' changed when I saw Director Lin's things. When I got home, I felt very uncomfortable. After I sent a message, I fell into a coma. Drowsy until now."

There was a little embarrassed smile on the left side.

This is also the reason why he was anxious to start 'killing the shadow man and capturing the big eyeball alive' when he was sent home that day.

It can only be said that the opportunity given by Lin Hongcai was so good that he would feel bad if he didn't do something.

After the polluting "tissues" on him affected the little paper figurines, Zuo Dao played on the spot to expose them and destroy them. Taking this opportunity, he let his paper figurines show their true nature under the eyes of several "top figures in the flower city" level one.

The second layer is to have a reasonable excuse for any "abnormality" in the body after going back.

"It's fine, at least there is no real abnormality in the body." Quan Hu looked around and said, nodding.

Then he said:
"Let's try this, show me."

After finishing speaking, he took out his certificate and compared it to the coat of arms of the Bureau of General Affairs, which naturally meant
- status verification

Hearing this, Zuodao put down the hot water cup, without thinking too much on the surface, nodded, but said in his heart:
"Come to me for verification after three days?

"It seems that after sending out the message that day, Zang Ti asked the "brother department" to give some resources to pay attention to me.

"But in the end, I didn't find any problems, so I didn't come here directly. However, considering the method and time of the door-to-door visit, in order to reduce the possibility of chilling the "meritorious officials", I chose to send someone familiar with me at this time, and then go through the process."

In his heart, he tasted the meaning of heresy, politely asked Quan Hu to wait for a while, and went to take off the certificate by himself.

The paper figurine in his body was attached to the back of Zuo Dao's body, seeing Quan Hu's unguarded expression and actions from the beginning to the end, he was more sure of his judgment.

After a while, Zuo Dao returned to the living room with his ID, and saw that Quan Hu was looking at the sculptures on the wall cabinet. Inside, there was a sculpture of Suzaku, one of the two figures in the room.

"Brother Quan is also interested in sculpture?" Zuo Dao said, with a tone that seemed to have found a friend.

Quan Hu retracted his gaze and shook his head:
"Fortunately, you did all this yourself?"

"Yes," Zuo Dao replied:
"I'm more interested in sculpture. Sometimes I try to make it out of my brain based on some images or words in history."

Saying that, Zuo Dao generously picked up some of his "satisfactory works" to introduce to Quan Hu, and handed them to the other party.

Quan Hu hesitated slightly, and took it. He looked at the places where there were obvious traces of handwork:

"pretty good."

Zuo Dao smiled shyly. After the formation of the "potential" in the house, the existence of the sculpture is no longer important. It is more of a medium symbol, which means that even if others play with it, it will not affect much. The premise is that He allows it.

And from Quan Hu's subtle movements, it can be seen that this is a man who is reticent and hard-working, who is not good at rejecting in his heart, and pays close attention to the people around him. Simply put, he has a different kind of loyalty in his bones.

It is not too polite to explore the truth from the details. Under Quan Hu's watchful eyes, he picked up his certificate from the Bureau of General Affairs and slowly recited:

"Huayu, Tianlang Pavilion, Bureau of General Affairs, Department of Mystery Management, the recruitment of cadres is heresy—"

Following the chanting, Zuo Dao discovered that
Nothing the fuck?

For a moment, Zuo Dao's face froze a little.

Something really happened to me?

No, no, no?

Seeing this scene, Quan Hu coughed lightly, hiding his smile:

"The team leader considered your physical condition and asked me to come and talk to you.

"You are not a recruiter now."

He adjusted his facial expression, and said to the boy seriously:

"Congratulations, due to your performance this time and your unruffled response, you have officially become an official operator of the General Affairs Bureau the day before yesterday after another request from the General Affairs Bureau and a re-inspection by the Observation Center. You are also welcome to join our team .”

"." Zuodao felt a little surprised, scratched his head, and looked at his possibly outdated certificate:
".In other words, I have to change the wording?"

"That's right." Quan Hu replied:
"You can call yourself an operator or an official operator, it doesn't matter."

"I'll try again," Zuo Dao touched his chin:

"Huayu, Tianlang Pavilion, General Affairs Bureau, the operation officer of the Mystery Processing Department, heresy."

At that moment, the nameless power came again.

The ID photo held by Zuo Dao radiated light, and finally formed a sign behind him.

- verified
　The replay of Chapter 62 and the series reminders of some previous "details" are afraid that everyone will be puzzled by some behaviors in Chapter 62. After scratching their heads for a whole day, they stumbled and finished writing at two o'clock in the morning.

　　Finally, here comes the question, if the big pots travel to this world of eight hundred minds, how many volumes can they reach~~~~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)