Plague Doctor

Historically, Guangting City has been a major part of the astronomical machinery bureau.

Because in this bustling metropolis, there are so many things that are obvious and so many things that are hidden.

But Duck Pool Street in the marginal city district is not a particularly lively commercial pedestrian street, or even a little chilly. The shops along the street are either selling some water products, and they're a little popular, or they're crashing old stores with flies about to collapse.

One of them is a small shop called "Old Tong Grocery”, which sells almost everything, women's clothing, children's toys, tobacco and alcohol, and rheumatism cream for the elderly.

The goods were squeezed into chaos in less than thirty square blocks and many were covered in ash, not knowing how long they had been in storage and had not been sold.

Just like the name of the street, the shop is covered in vulgar, old-fashioned colors.

“This dress costs a hundred bucks? You might as well rob it!” At this time, a wealthy woman with a dress full of saffron shouted to the owner: “Thirty bucks, not for sale, not for pull! ”

The owner of the shop, Tong, sitting behind the cash register at the door, was an elderly man in his fifties. Although the weather was cool in mid-October, the owner was wearing only a white sleeveless vest, with Jiro's legs, and his feet in slippers shaking loosely.

He watched with a "yard newspaper” of underground six-pack gambling, and from time to time he circled the paper with a ballpoint pen to make a number prediction.

“Thirty bucks I really want to lose, Aunt Xia, for the sake of your beauty, I'll give you a 20% discount, 80 bucks. ”

Old Tong said that as he took a bottle of stainless steel from the counter and sipped it, his slightly intoxicated gaze still stared at the Yard newspaper. “This issue seems to be about to leave the tiger... but here we kill the tiger again...”

“You're all crazy. Eighty bucks. I can buy three online!” Ma'am, throw the dress back on the messy shelf. "No!” She turned around angrily and looked at Old Tong to see if he had kept it, but Old Tong still only looked at the Yard newspaper. Does this guy want to do business?...

At this time, the old lady almost ran into the walking passers-by, several strong muscular men, look evil.

She was surprised and quickly walked away, and found herself parked several black cars on the street not far away, with more able-bodied men and women standing beside her.

At this time, a middle-aged man walking down from the middle of a car in a suit leather, also in his 40s and 50s, was similarly stiff in shape, sharp in spirit, and without the swelling and ageing of the middle-aged.

Under the protection of men and women like bodyguards, middle-aged men walked to the old grocery store.

“Oops, the loser owes the dealer money for buying the yard, right?” The old lady thought that the footsteps were faster, if you fight, don't get tired of yourself.

Duck Pool Street who doesn't know rotten and good wine and gambling, his mouth is talking and stinking, he usually owes an unknown amount of foreign debt, a full rotten man.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even have a wife and kids at this age, he'd run a shitty shop, and he'd stink in his hair and nobody would know.

Auntie glanced back and saw the middle-aged man walking into the shitty shop alone, with the batters outside.

I really don't know who it is...

Of course, if Grandma's eyes could be more accurate, it would be clear that those people were not vicious, but muddled.

In the eyes of the middle-aged man, it was not brutality, but an agitated reverence.

The middle-aged man is Li Mingfan, the director of Guangting City Sky Machinery Bureau, who has been the director for five years. But some of the deceased are still all he can look up to.

Li Mingfan looked at the old man with the white vest behind the cashier and leaned down slightly, calling out: “Grandpa Tong. ”

“Huh?” Old Tong has been watching them for a long time, and the wine in his old eyes seems to be awake and even more lost.

“Grandpa Tong, a lot has happened in the country lately.” Li Mingfan dropped a thick document at the counter, "here are some information. ”

Recently, abnormal forces have been active, especially the Banyan disease incident, and the big thing in the abnormal space has just happened on the eastern side of the state...

“What does it want?” Old Tong didn't pick up the file and look at it or the code paper. "Aren't you afraid I'll go crazy? ”

“Grandpa Tong, you're going to ruin me.” Li Mingfan grinned and sighed, "It's going to invite you out of the mountain. The situation has changed and your handling of the case, your recommendations to NASA… have all been re-evaluated.” At the end of the day, he was a little overwhelmed by excitement.

Grandpa Tong is a legendary figure, whose files require the authority of B-level personnel in order to be completely decrypted, and Li Mingfan, as the sub-director, is not completely clear.

It was only a matter of time before Grandpa Tong rose to the top of a disbanded mobile contingent at a young age.

At that time, Li Mingfan was only a G-level officer of the Bureau's investigation department, and Grandpa Tong was an idol of their peers.

Only later, because of a distracted and still pending case...

Grandpa Tong was "insane”, he had less than 30 s left, was considered extremely dangerous, was forcibly decommissioned, and now nearly 30 years.

But now... all the “crazy things" that Grandpa used to say seem to be true.

Those at Headquarters understood that coping with the current situation required a strange talent such as Grandpa Tong, who had experienced it accordingly.

Thirty years is enough to get rid of the genius, but I still have faith in Tong, and I want to try it.

“The case… any new leads?” Old Tong asked, the voice finally got a little serious and put down the code newspaper.

“There's something you can't see until you get to headquarters.” Li Mingfan nodded, also very seriously: “I know that you were very dissatisfied with what happened back then. Thirty years of exile is really very sorry for you. But in this situation, I hope you can come back, whether it's for the case or for the people. ”

“Back?” Old Tong picked up the bottle and drank, laughing coldly. "I said the spell, I said the Deep Mountain Door Man, I said the Order, did anyone finally believe it? ”

Hearing Grandpa Tong's ridicule, Li Mingfan was not surprised, knowing that Grandpa Tong was a hater of spleen.

“Grandpa Tong, I've been there for you, you know. It is now aware of the shortcomings of NASA in this regard, and plans are under way to establish a new department. ”

Li Mingfan persuaded her wholeheartedly, "It is up to you to establish an experimental mobile contingent, which belongs to headquarters, to support events nationwide. There are some relevant people in this file for you to choose from. Would you be interested? Grandpa Tong, look at this. I can't handle it like this, Grandpa Tong. ”

Everyone outside the door is intelligent when they don't see and hear, usually De's noble Director Li, this is how it is now.

“Let's see what talent we have first.” Old Tong picked up the file on the counter and looked, sweeping one or two eyes and turning a page, “Oh, oh...”

Li Mingfan knew that Grandpa Tong was either turning blind, or he had such a reading speed that he could not forget.

“This S value is too high. I've never seen the world before. Don't.” Old Tong seemed to throw away one profile, then another, shaking his head continuously: “This is too ordinary, don't. This is self-righteous, in fact, ordinary, don't. This... this is kind of interesting...”

Old Tong pulled out one file and put it aside, then looked at the next one, “Hey... this?” The slightly restrained old man looked at the paper slowly.

Li Mingfan looked at it. It's Gu Jun's file from Dongzhou...

“Ha ha.” The old face, which used to be burgundy, gradually got excited and had some joy for a long time, "Well blown, well blown! ”

Old Tong slapped the file in his hand with excitement and laughed: "Good boy!” He waved to Li Mingfan, shouting and sighing: “Bring Mei here. ”

“Oh...” Li Mingfan nodded, Grandpa Tong could guess, and he didn't say that he did have a listening device on him, and people were listening at headquarters all the time. - There are senior staff and related staff.

Li Mingfan was told that he could follow Grandpa's instructions. He knew that the headquarters side must be speechless at this time, but still handed over the micro-surveillance device in the exit bag.

As soon as Old Tong grabbed the listener, he split his head on it and sprayed a yell on his face: “The motive is still open? Psychological instability? Low S value? You're crazy! If you don't blow it up and the whole world is pulled together, it's gonna blow! This kid's a baby, you know? He's in the Sky Machinery Station camp, so you can laugh. ”

“Want me to go out of the mountain, right, two conditions.” Old Tong looked at Li Mingfan and said to the listener: “One year the case will be restarted, two this Gu Jun, give it to me. ”