After knowing the preciousness of the jade box, I regretted it very much, but there was no way. If I missed some things, I would missed them. If I really had a fate with this thing, maybe when I could find another one.

This matter was just overturned, but what I don’t know is that the Miao village we provoked did not intend to let us go, and there were still many twists and turns later.

Most of the people didn't come with each other, and they all had their own things. Some went to train, some were locked up in confinement, and some needed to follow up on the case. So in the end, when we were about to open the red box, there were only five people around Fatty Zheng. In addition to me, there were Jiugong, Bagua and Bai Baoer.

We don’t know what is contained in this box, but we all have a premonition that it will definitely not be a good thing.

As mentioned earlier, this box of unknown material is natural, and the entire box has no seams at all. If it weren't for shaking, I could feel something inside, and I thought it was a piece of wood or stone that could suck people's blood.

In Fatty Zheng's hand, there was a dragon tendon passed down from ancient times. As long as this thing had a slit and a locked hole, it could be opened. However, this time, Fatty Zheng was stumped. After he took out the dragon tendon, he couldn't find a place to open from this box.

I originally thought the box was exquisitely crafted, so we couldn't find an excuse, but now when I look at it, this thing is just a whole piece.

"If it doesn't work, we can just use the hammer to smash it."

The gossip girl took out two lollipops from somewhere, and Bai Baoer and one lollipop each, and was having fun.

After hearing her words, Fatty Zheng ignored her. Anyway, he asked them to come just to prevent business accidents.

Afterwards, Fatty Zheng reached out and pulled open the box under his desk, and took out something from it.

I originally thought it was a magic weapon, but when I saw it, it turned out to be a small impact drill. God knows how there is such a thing in his office.

"Hehe, you guys are in love, take a look!"

Then, Fatty Zheng opened the impact drill and placed the drill bit on the red box.

The sound of "天天天天" was endless, but after drilling for a long time, there was not even a single white mark on the red box.

Fatty Zheng saw this and couldn't hold back his face, so he desperately rushed the impact on the box.

This suddenly broke. There was a crisp sound, and the drill bit that hit the drill actually broke. The first half of the drill bit flew out in an instant. With a "clang" sound, this half of the drill bit directly penetrated the air conditioner in Zheng Fatty's office.

"Well, there are indeed many pirated copies on Baotao..." Fatty Zheng said embarrassedly.

Since the hardness of this thing can't even open the impact drill, we have to give up.

It’s not that there is no other way, but we are a little worried whether the things in the box are sealed in this box? Otherwise, why not let others open it?

We are afraid that there will be any bad results forcibly opening it, otherwise, if I go on a sword, it will be more powerful than this impact drill?

In the end, there was no choice but to lock the thing into the warehouse.

At night, we had a meal of dragon meat, but this dragon meat was not real dragon meat. It was half of the dragon, the skin, bones and tendons of the dragon, but this meat was really useless.

In addition, at noon, everyone was so noisy, and Fatty Zheng was also greedy and wanted to taste what the dragon meat tasted.

The result was actually not satisfactory. Although the dragon meat was cooked by Lao Ding's wonderful hands and was definitely not delicious, it was not very delicious. No matter how it was cooked, it had an indelible strange smell. The contrast with the dragon meat in the sky in the legend is quite large.

Although the taste was not very good, everyone still ate the dragon meat on the table, because, according to the analysis results, eating more of this meat can actually improve the ability of male compatriots. Therefore, although the taste was not amazing, it still caused everyone to rob. Even people like Jiugong secretly picked up several pieces.

After a meal, everyone should do whatever they should do, similar to ordinary units. Most people get off work, and some stay on duty to prevent any sudden incidents.

It was naturally not my turn to be on duty, so I returned to the dormitory.

Originally, we lived in the Forty-Nine Bureau building, but now we were all cleared by Fatty Zheng. Because the number of people increased, the place we originally lived in was naturally not enough.

So Fat Zheng spent a lot of money and bought a lot of houses for new employees' dormitories. Among them, ours is relatively high-level, and all living in the ordinary investigators. They live in the newly built dormitory building behind the Forty-Nine Bureau.

Speaking of this, I have to mention that Fatty Zheng has really invested a lot this time. Not only does he provide housing, but he also provides cars for a few of us. Of course, I can't drive, and I can't learn it, and I'm afraid of the steering wheel, so this benefit is far away from me. What makes me dissatisfied is that when I asked Fatty Zheng to compensate, he only rolled his eyes at me.

The headquarters of the Forty-Nine Bureau is built against mountains and rivers, so the place where we live is not far from here. I have lived in this place for a while, just when I was discharged from the hospital last time.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I got home, someone knocked on the door.

I hurriedly put down what I had in my hand and went to open the door.

I stood at the door and looked out. It was not someone else who knocked on the door, but Huang Bawang.

When I saw it was him, I was stunned. When I said my heart, why did he run away from me?

Because although Huang Bawang rushed around in the Forty-nine Game, he could only live in the dormitory building behind the Forty-nine Game. Why did he run away to me when he has time?

I was puzzled, but I couldn't help but let him in, so I opened the door directly.

"What's the matter? Haven't you been in jail? Why did you run out?"

After sitting down, I asked.

"Hi, Mr. Mo, don't you have to get off work if you are in a confinement? I will continue to be in a confinement tomorrow."

Huang Bawang was cooked naturally. He opened the refrigerator, took out a can of beer, and stuffed it out in one sip.

"Stop talking about it is useless. You must have something to do when you come to me. Tell me, what's the matter?"

After hearing what I asked, Huang Bawang also sat down, put down the empty bottle in his hand, and mysteriously lowered his voice and said to me: "Mr. Mo, can we go to Panjiayuan tomorrow?"

I packed up a bunch of textbooks that I couldn't use and planned to sell them, but I felt a little sad.

(End of this chapter)
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