Chapter 175

As the sun goes down, the afterglow adds a bit of color to the city, and the pace of passers-by in a hurry on the road can't help slowing down. No matter whose father, whose son or whose husband they are, they all become the scenery in each other's eyes at this moment.

Zhang Pingfan is sitting in the car. Since he entered Kyoto, his eyes have not stopped. If Fengtian is compared with Yingcheng in terms of cloud and mud, then Fengtian is nothing compared with Kyoto. The rare luxury car here is just a member of the vast sea of cars. The pickup he is riding is a giant in the car, But it's hard to move in the heavy traffic.

It's only 15 minutes' drive from a short distance of 100 meters. No wonder it's said that Kyoto's cars are easy to buy and qualification is hard to obtain. With such a dense population, if one person has a car, he can go out in the morning and get to the company in the evening.

Wang Huba looked at his watch and said, "when the evening peak is over, we can get to the General Administration at about nine o'clock."

Zhang ordinary curious words: "where is the location of the General Administration?"

The former points to a very eye-catching "big underpants" in front of him, "Nah, that's it."

What‘ "Big underpants" is an alien! Where is CCTV?

It seems that everyone who knows the address of the General Administration for the first time will have this kind of doubt. Wang Huba explains: "whether it's a foreign office or the General Administration, it needs a facade to cover up. For example, it's inevitable for US foreign people to have omissions, especially in places like Kyoto, where there are more than 100 cases of alien transformation every day. If there is no media organization as a cover, Then, the news of reporting strange people is flying all over the world. "

It seems that in this era of information explosion, the power of public opinion is not only human fear, but also alien. It's no wonder that with the frequency of crime in Yingcheng, a small place like Yingcheng, there are so many strange people all over the country. How can they all go on the program of "entering metaphysics"? It turns out that they are all suppressed by CCTV, which is controlled by the general administration.

wait a minute! Just now he said he would arrive at nine in the evening, but now it's only seven! That is to say, it takes two hours to walk less than three kilometers! Is the traffic in Kyoto so abnormal?

Zhang Pingfan was a little scared: "I said brother Wang, why can't we go there? It's not far away... "

"No matter how it works, everything has to be done according to the rules." When Wang Huba said this, he gave him a meaningful look.

I understand. I still can't trust myself. I'm afraid that I will show up in this dense crowd and cause panic and then run away. Although Zhang ordinary doesn't want to go to the General Administration, he will never do such a destructive move. If someone does this, he will undoubtedly become the enemy of both human and alien people!

Since the other party insists on it again and again, Zhang Pingfan doesn't speak any more. He watches the traffic flow slowly move forward, from sunset to night, from crowded to prosperous. If you haven't been to Kyoto, you will never feel such an amazing change in an hour.

When the car stops at the door of the "big underpants", Zhang Pingfan really feels the grandeur of this landmark building. Looking up, it looks like a giant standing under the curtain of night, or a giant mouth in the abyss. He can't get out of the building without going in.

After getting off the car, Wang Huba changed his clothes and put on a pair of serious professional clothes. The funniest thing is that Chang Cong still has a pair of gold glasses on his face. Let alone, these glasses can restrain his original temperament and make him look a little more obscene, but they are better than a murderer.

Finally, he noticed that everyone had a sign on their necks. When he looked at Wang Huba's chest, the words "reporter's license" came into his eyes.

This makes Zhang ordinary can't help laughing. Wang Huba pretends to be a reporter, saying that he is a thug.

It seems that they are aware of his ridicule. Wang Huba's facial expressions are somewhat unnatural. In fact, they know that their looks are funny, so they seldom come to the General Administration unless they have to.

"Don't look. Let's go."

Zhang ordinary takes a deep breath. What should come will come.

He was sandwiched between Wang Huba and Chang Cong, with several younger brothers behind him. He looked like a big man. In fact, he felt guilty when he walked. Because among the people passing by, he didn't know which one was human, which one was strange species.

When she came to the front desk, a little girl with Qi bangs saw Wang Huba and said with a smile, "reporter Wang, you are so free today."

"Hey, sister Yue, the longer you grow, the more beautiful you are." Wang Huba's simple and honest scratched his head, but Zhang Pingfan always felt that his smile was very reluctant, even a little formal.

He couldn't help looking at the girl in front of him. Although she looks sweet, Wang Huba, as a son of the Wang family in the third middle school, doesn't have to be so afraid? Is my sister's background stronger this month?

Just when Zhang Fan's head is full of confusion, Wang Huba gives his certificate to him. When his younger sister takes over, she takes the opportunity to scratch the palm of his hand. It's such an obvious hint that Zhang fan can see clearly even if he is blind!

I didn't expect this big fool to be so charming!

Who knows that Wang Huba is like getting an electric shock and quickly takes his hand back. He says with a smile, "sister Yue, don't make trouble. I have business to do here."

The other side gave him a white look and looked like a resentful wife: "Wang Da reporter still doesn't understand the amorous feelings. I tell you, this year is the last year. If you don't make good use of the opportunity, I'll take advantage of others. Don't regret when you call me brother."

Hearing this, Wang Huba couldn't help shivering, almost begging for mercy: "sister Yue, the director is still waiting for us. Don't make fun of me. You know, feelings don't make it. "

"Bang, virtue, go up. On the 16th floor, you can only press it once, otherwise it will be invalid. " Referring to the word "director", sister Yue flashed a trace of seriousness in her eyes. She waved her hand in a hurry. Wang Huba was like breaking free from the shackles and pulling Zhang Pingfan to the elevator,

"I know. It's not the first time I've been here."

Zhang ordinary can feel that Wang Huba is really afraid, which makes him more confused. He can't help but ask in a low voice: "brother Wang, who was his sister that month? You seem to be afraid of her

"Afraid of her?" Wang Huba couldn't help looking back and quickly turned his head: "I'm really afraid! Let me tell you something, brother Zhang, don't provoke anyone, don't provoke that woman... Oh, no, no, if you come later, you may not be a woman. "

"What do you mean, brother Wang?"

"I tell you, she's a member of the eel family. I don't need to tell you more about their characteristics." When he said this, Wang Hu was afraid of being heard. When the elevator opened, he quickly pulled Zhang Fan in.

Monopterus albus... Come to think of it, Monopterus albus has a characteristic, that is, it is female when it is not fully sexually mature, and it will become male when the male hormone is secreted to a certain level. When the eels become strangers, they will keep the appearance of women until they are 22 years old. Their task is to get married and have children before they are 22 years old and contribute to the breeding of the eels. On their 22nd birthday, they will completely become men, and then marry and have children again to contribute to the breeding of the eels.

Your husband is likely to be your best friend, and your best friend will become your husband at any time.

No wonder that Wang Huba is so afraid of his sister this month. It turns out that the other party is a family of rice eels. The elevator door slowly closes. From the perspective of Zhang ordinary, you can see the sweet appearance of her sister at the front desk. At the thought that such a picture will turn into a bearded and flat chest, Zhang ordinary can't help shivering and looks at Wang Huba sympathetically.

"Brother Wang, it's hard for you."

Wang Huba wants to cry without tears.

When they came to the General Administration, even if the task of their special action team was over, only Wang Huba and Chang Cong came up with Zhang Fanfan. When they got to the 16th floor, Chang Cong stayed in the elevator. Wang Huba took Zhang Fanfan out of the elevator. There was a long corridor in front of him, surrounded by rooms, which looked like a hotel, It's just that there are bright lights here, no warm yellow lights in the dark of the hotel.

In this light, people's mind will be particularly clear, just when Zhang ordinary don't know where to go, Wang Huba pointed to the front: "the end of a room, you just open the door and wait, I'll go to the director."

"Myself?" Zhang ordinary some can't believe: "you are not afraid of me to run?"

Wang Huba laughed and pointed to the direction of the top of his finger: "run? This is the general administration. Don't mention you. It's impossible for people from different fields to come in and go out. To tell you the truth, there are no less than three people from different fields at this level alone. There are at least nearly 20 people from different fields in the general administration. They release their fields every hour to monitor the general administration. They connect seamlessly when changing shifts. Do you want to run? Even if you are an ancient beast, you can't run away. "

With that, he patted the speechless Zhang Fan, turned and walked in the opposite direction.

Twenty different people in different fields. What's the concept? If they want to destroy the camp, it's only in a flash.

Zhang Pingfan once again realized the strength of the general administration. No wonder Guli's mind wants to go to the general administration. Following this kind of expert, any word can make you avoid many detours.

Zhang Pingfan sighed to himself, dispelling the last fluke in his heart, and honestly found the last room at the end of the corridor. As expected, the door was unlocked and opened as soon as he pushed it.

The decoration here is very simple. There are two sofas and a tea table. There is a calligraphy on the wall that you can't understand. There is a unique potted plant in the corner. It looks like a place for simple reception.

No one in the house, Zhang ordinary is not polite, sitting on the sofa.

It's not too much for him to say that he's a sheep into a tiger's mouth now. Such a huge gap makes him unable to resist. Let's just listen to the legendary director of the Bureau of Foreign Affairs who has something to do with himself. If the other party has to deal with himself, it's his honor. After all, not everyone can get into the eyes of people with such status.

At the human level, this is a president.

As time goes by, Zhang's mood gradually calms down. He has nothing to do, and even continues to sketch the golden scales in his mind. Now there are almost all the areas he can see, except the rear neck, back and buttocks. It's difficult to sketch these invisible places. It seems that he needs to take a whole body photo for himself to find an opportunity, although he is ashamed, But nothing is more important than life.

At this time, Zhang ordinary suddenly opened his eyes, he heard the sound of footsteps.

Only one person?

Creak, the door was pushed open, Zhang ordinary quickly sit, only to see a cerebellar bag melon lying on the crack of the door exposed.

Is a little boy, tiger head tiger brain, looks very cute, but seven or eight years old appearance, should be which work family's child.

When the other party sees Zhang Fanfan, he opens the door and comes in. Zhang Fanfan squats down in front of him and rubs his head,

"Little friend, how did you get out by yourself? What about your family? Is it lost? "

The boy looked at him strangely, with a small mouth and a big smoke voice, which almost frightened Zhang Fan,

"Are you Zhang ordinary? I'm Ding Shengsheng, the director of the General Administration of aliens. "

Putong, Zhang ordinary is really sitting on the ground this time. His right hand is petrified in the air. He looks scared, his pupils are slightly open, and his mouth is wide open.

Who would have thought that the director of the General Administration of aliens was a child of seven or eight years old?

I'm not afraid of many wonderful flowers. I'm just afraid that they will get together!

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