Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the Poll Bureau's Unknown Record!The halal restaurant Xiong Wanyi said is located in the suburbs of the capital and is relatively remote.Speaking of it, Ximen Chain’s car once broke down here and found a good place to eat.Before the wolf incident a year ago, I followed them to this halal restaurant.The halal dishes in this restaurant are quite authentic, but the stove of the roast lamb broke down, and I did not taste their signature roast whole lamb.

When he was about to leave work, Gao Liang entered Fatty Sun's deputy director's office, and the two closed the door and chatted.I thought this meal tonight was a hot water.But I didn't expect Fatty Sun to leave the office in less than twenty minutes.Ximen Lian and Xiong Wanyi were both waiting downstairs. I couldn't ask Gao Liang what was going on with him, but it didn't look like something serious had happened to Sun Fatty's grinning expression.

The five of us squeezed in a car until almost half past seven before we arrived at the halal restaurant in the suburbs.Fortunately, as soon as we left the city, Ximen chain called the restaurant to start roasting the lamb. When we arrived, we were in time for the roast lamb.Roasted whole lamb was still bubbling with oil when it was served.

Fatty Sun looked at the roasted whole lamb braving the oil, his face turned into a flower.He was not welcome, and he tore off a piece of lamb, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and said as he ate, "It cost you money today! It's OK, next time, I will treat you next time."

Looking at the appearance of Fatty Sun, we all found it funny, and no one was more serious with him.We each found a seat and sat down and watched the dishes come up one after another. We were no longer polite at the moment. We exchanged glasses and started eating and drinking.

The few people here were all drinking well, and before the dishes were ready, the two bottles of Wuliangye brought by Ximen Lian had already bottomed out.The wine hadn't been drunk yet, and this halal restaurant didn't sell baijiu. Fortunately, the senior official in Ximen had already prepared. He returned to the car and took two bottles of Wuliangye.This anger continued to drink until more than ten o'clock before it was considered to have a meaning.

Lao Mo's heart is not good, he was the first to put down the wine glass and replaced it with tea.After drinking two sips of tea, he looked at Fatty Sun who was still struggling with a plate of lamb cheeks. He didn't know what he thought. He suddenly turned his head and poured me a cup of tea. Then he said, "Spicy, I heard you He and Sun Ju entered the polling bureau together, and it seems that they were all hand-picked by the High Bureau. What happened at that time? Did you alarm Director Gao?"

I lighted a cigarette, took a sip, and said, "Don't mention it, it's all fate..." I said it was not. But I still remembered the time that happened in the Dead Man Lake in Yunnan when I met Fatty Sun for the first time. The incident was repeated, but it was about to be said that when he met Wu Rendi, Fatty Sun suddenly winked at me.I hiccuped, bypassing Wu Rendi's part, and vaguely finished talking about the Dead Mantan incident.

Fortunately, apart from Fatty Sun, no one can hear what's wrong.After hearing what I said, Lao Mo nodded and said, "Laozi, we are all about the same. I, Lao Xiong, and the high-ranking officials entered the polling bureau because of such things. How did the directors get in? I don't know, but almost 90% of the investigators in the bureau came in like this."

This is the first time I heard about it.I poured a cup of tea for Lao Mo, and after drinking a cup myself, I said, "I thought that besides me and Dasheng, you are all the elites selected by Director Gao and several directors. Dare to be ours. The situation is similar."

Xiong Wanyi drank a bit too much at this time. He said to Fatty Sun with red eyes, "What's the same? We are much worse. It took several decades to fight for a young director. Some people became a deputy director after half a year. Ximen Lian and Lao Mo frowned upon hearing this. They both snatched Xiong Wanyi's wine glass and changed him with tea: "Old Xiong, you are starting to talk nonsense again. Don't drink if you don't measure it." Ximen Chain’s drink volume is much better than Xiong Wanyi’s. He said to Fatty Sun with a little embarrassment: "Great Sage, I won’t call you the chief if you’re not in the game. Don’t be familiar with the old Xiong. There’s nothing wrong with this product, it’s wine. If the taste is not good, you will talk nonsense when you drink, and forget everything when you wake up."

Ximen Lian is looking for a step to relieve Xiong Wanyi.Unexpectedly, the bear stuff really drank too much. He glared and yelled at the senior official at Simon: "Who did you say drank too much! You drank too much! Your whole family drank too much!" Simon chain didn't follow. He was a general drunkard, and he turned his head to face Fatty Sun and continued: "How? I'm not wrong, am I? After he wakes up from the alcohol, he can't remember what happened."

Xiong Wanyi's eyes were red, and he continued to talk to Simon Chain.Simon chain said to him: "Old Xiong, if you haven't drunk too much, just tell you how you got into the polls. If you can't tell, you drank too much!"

After Xiong Wanyi listened to Ximen Lian, he tilted his head and thought for a long time without saying a word.I looked at him and said to the senior Ximen: "Old Xiong drank like this, can he still remember such faraway things?"

Simon chain replied to me: "It's okay. Old Xiong is different from ordinary alcoholics. He drinks too much as if he has Alzheimer's disease. I forget everything in front of me, but I remember everything from years ago. "

As soon as he finished saying this, he heard Xiong Wanyi murmur: "That year...I was a policeman..."

The senior official of Ximen was right. Although Xiong Wanyi drank too much, he remembered the events of the time when he entered the polling bureau.

Xiong Wanyi is a native of Northeast China. After graduating from the police academy a few years ago, he was assigned to a local police station and became a small policeman who was not even qualified to be equipped with guns at the grassroots level.When he first entered the society, Xiong Wanyi dreamed of breaking an extraordinary case. For this reason, he was relatively prepared.

The bookshelves in Xiong Wanyi's home are full of Sherlock Holmes and Agatha Christie's detective novels.Even for a period of time, Xiong Wanyi's mantra was: "Behind the layers of mist, there is only one truth..."