trick revival

Chapter 89 Self-reliance

At [-]:[-] p.m., Yinwan District.

An unremarkable vehicle wandered around an ordinary neighborhood for an unknown number of laps.

"Erzuo. Commander Zuo, how long are we going to do it?"

The district officer in casual clothes on the co-pilot's seat was feeling a little motion sick or something, and asked the boy in the back seat with an ugly expression.

From the micro-expressions on their faces, it can be seen that they are a little incomprehensible, and they are shaking to the point of fainting.

At 10:30 in the morning, after they received the assistance order from the Mystery Processing Department, an operator whose surname was Zuo Dao, who seemed to be about the same age as their child, acted with them under the task requirements. It was dispatched by this little operator.

Immediately began the journey around the circle.

One lap, two laps, three laps—

The officers who went around and were on duty all raised their vigilance: Why is there a forced car hanging around here all the time, is it going to do some business?

If it weren't for the quick response of the co-pilot's old area operative, seeing the strange eyes of the colleagues outside when he passed by in a hurry, and the mediocre tail of the vehicle from his own General Information Bureau, he took out the magical hand that he had lost after many years of marriage. Hurry up and make a phone call, maybe now he's going to fucking call it off and go home early.

And all this is thanks to the boss in the back seat.

The shock is over at such a young age, and the horror is so vomited, and now there is only a belly full of complaints.

- so weird

Zuo Dao, who was sitting at the back looking out the window, seemed to have sensed the great resentment in the front seat, so he looked back and said to them:
"Don't worry, hurry up."

Immediately, the car was silent again.

almost?

what the fuck

Is it because I have been working for so many years and got the wrong business script?

Didn't our General Information Bureau get the task briefing, divide it into qualitative points, and lead the guys to rush directly.

If you can't rush, then ask for help, if you can't do it, just keep asking, even if you want to step on it, it's not like this
Just when the concept of complaint was about to emerge in their minds, the heretics in the back seat spoke again.

"Okay, pull over and get ready for action, your cars are on standby."

As soon as the vehicle stopped, the two operators in the front seat were a little nervous.

The two old partners looked at each other, as if they were starting to stop, they looked at me and whispered——

The operator at the driver's seat raised his eyebrows: Damn Gan Lin, don't talk too much, what's the matter?People are angry!
The co-pilot's mouth shrugged: "Didn't your mother tell me to talk without winking?"
The operator at the driver's seat was displeased: what are you talking about?

The co-pilot. Before he could make another look, he was interrupted by someone.

That's right, it's leftist.

"Don't think too much, both of you, it's really okay. You have done your due diligence for this operation, and you have worked hard."

He said seriously and interrupted the "casting" state of the two people in the front seat, and then continued with the two of them looking back:
"But the next action may be dangerous beyond your capabilities, so I need your cooperation outside."

The two old operators in the driver's seat of ".啊" were a little confused for a while, and they were also a little embarrassed.

Opening of the last driver's seat:
"I see, Chief Zuo, we will wait for you.

"Also. Please don't mind, we just cooperate with you less and may not be used to the process."

- this is a lie
The mystery processing department can only say that they understand everything about the process, but they are obviously worried, and they can only pull the department to smooth things over for fear of being held hostage.

"Seniors, you don't need to call me sir, we are all at the same level, so I'll go first."

Zuodao said, opened the car door and left.

The two old operators could only look at each other, speechless for a while.

"I said, old Liu, what about us? Just throw it into the car?" The co-pilot said.

Old Liu rolled his eyes, and his tone was a bit acidic:

"How do I know, wait, who told him to come from the mysterious department."

In the Bureau of General Affairs, the authority of the Mystery Management Department is very high. Although the associated liability is also high, even an ordinary operator of the Mystery Division has a much higher level of authority than the operators of their area.

And these conversations, and even their subsequent complaints, the heretics naturally-know it.

Under their unaware eyelids, above the inside of their car, there were two little paper figurines watching quietly.

Because of this, they can also see the subtle expressions along the way. Whenever they have some opinions, Zuo Dao can always say a few words in a timely manner, which also makes the two of them feel rather strange in their hearts. They can only think to themselves. It is indeed a mysterious place.

Hengfeng Community is an older high-density community in Yinwan District. Simply put, it has loose management, high turnover of people, and almost no greenery. This also makes it easy for leftists to get in and go to their destinations.

The circles along the way are actually very simple, because of the failure of a certain department, he naturally has to be "self-sufficient".

Therefore, most of the little paper figurines are basically radiating and observing the entire community under his fine-grained operation.

"If I can't get along in the future, I'll go directly to the Observation Center to apply for a job. The premise is not from Huacheng."

Zuodao joked to himself that he didn't have any psychological pressure to do the work, especially when the equipment was "failed" in the solo state.

Four buildings on the sixth floor.

Zuodao stood in front of the door and pinched the center of his brows, as if he had encountered something bothering him.

At this time, the door opened with a slight 'click', and a small paper man waved his hand from the other side of the door as if to invite credit.

"My poor paper cutting skills can only be used as support in this hellish place."

He entered the room, closing the door thoughtfully and quietly.

Then he heard some groans that shouldn't be heard, which was also the source of his eyebrows.

After arriving at the community and starting to "circle around", Zuo Dao successively touched the little paper dolls to the target person's home, and he also had some other guesses and thoughts in his mind about the purpose or nature of his coming.

Time passed with a certain creaking sound, and the talking and laughing in the room gradually became louder.

The moment a woman opened the bedroom door and saw the wrong way, she wanted to scream, but immediately she fell to the ground with her eyes closed, and a little paper man behind her knocked the woman unconscious.

"What's going on!" A man's voice came from inside the room.

He hurried over wearing a pair of underpants, and before he could help the woman, he saw that the living room was on the wrong side of the uninvited guest. He let out an ah, and asked with a bit of panic and anger:
"Who are you? How did you get in!"

Facing the questioning, Zuo Dao was no longer "dumb", but put on a natural smile, and lit a cigarette under the gaze of the other party.

"This is too old-fashioned. Simply put, I have received some unwritten requirements. I have to beat you up first."

"Spell-Screen Sound" has the effect of isolating sound and movement within a certain range.

Afterwards, the man who was barely naked saw paper figurines appearing around him one after another.

- The nightmare begins

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