Chapter 2 — Black Crow of Department 749

Ly Kien quickly pulled his chair back a little. Just now it was so evil. If it weren't for the trash can containing the bowl of vermicelli, which was still emitting a strong stench, he would have thought he was hallucinating because of the high fever. Station chief Tran Cuong's eyes were steady and gentle. The face exudes the calmness and tolerance typical of middle-aged men.

“Haha, okay Sai Moi Moi, just open your mouth and try talking.

As long as I believe, I will report to your superiors.” I looked at him, about the same age as my father, with gray hair. It's probably normal to worry a lot because of work.

“Uncle, you are a good police officer. Normally, you probably have to work hard, but if you are too depressed, you can easily lose your hair and go bald.”

“Hahaha, thank you for your concern.

But your hair is this thick and silky, it will absolutely never turn into a Mediterranean airport.” Tran Cuong smiled and idly ran his hand through his hair from his forehead to the back. But when he saw clearly the handful of hair lying in the palm of his hand, his laughter suddenly stopped. He looked at me with shocked and frightened eyes, sweat pouring out. Tran Cuong jumped up and hurried out.

“You two, keep an eye on her, don't let her wander around, I'll go make a phone call.”

“My handsome gelled hair, it's done, it's done, it's done.”

His voice when walking away sounded exactly like a police siren. It just sounds a little more tragic. I looked down at my toes, poking my two index fingers together, expressing regret. Unfortunately, my ability is "only worrying about starting the fire, not putting it out". Sorry bro. After Tran Cuong left, Ly Kien pulled his chair back a little further.

“Sai Moi Moi, don't open your mouth for now.

Wait for the superior to arrive before continuing."

“Yes.”

I nodded vigorously. From the moment I stormed into the police station, I decided to cooperate unconditionally. I firmly believe that I am not a disaster. My parents and brothers don't need me. But the Fatherland will not abandon me! Very quickly, people from the city arrived. Uncle Tran called him Director Vuong. Vuong Cuong looked solemn, put the phone on the table, and tapped the screen with his fingers.

“Dear Sai Moi Moi, Comrade Tran Cuong's story has already been reported to me, but I have to see it with my own eyes to be able to make an accurate judgment.”

“No problem, Mr. Vuong.

Your phone looks so new, don't resent me if you type incorrectly." I glanced at his finger. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "pop" sound and the phone screen was shattered. A white smoke rose. Vuong Cuong's face changed suddenly. The new phone my wife just bought for me yesterday, the screen and mainboard were crushed as if they were hit by an 80-pound sledgehammer. Shattered. Just like your heart right now. How can my typing force be enough to kill an ant? How can it damage my new phone? Four thousand yuan! Ha Dong lion's wife stays at home and asks about her crime... Is a broken knee counted as a work accident? I realized that Uncle Vuong's eyes looking at me were filled with resentment. I obediently placed my bank card on the table, bowed my head and admitted my mistake: "Uncle, I'm sorry. There's eight thousand in this card, I'll pay you back for your phone."

“It's beyond imagination...

It's unbelievable.” Vuong Cuong pushed the bank card back to me and smacked his lips: "Sai Moi Moi, I don't blame you. I told you to be a model."

“You just sit Wait here, I will immediately report to a higher level.”

“Yes.”

I nodded obediently. I secretly thought this time would be enough to get the government's attention. In the next room, Vuong Cuong took another phone and called: "Ti to te!" On the other end of the line: "Where is my sword and shield?!"... A moment later, I was taken to a hotel room to wait for people from the central government to come down. Outside, there are armed police behind the scenes. Eating delicious food, my eye sockets are wet. Hihi, it feels great to be valued. Two hours later, the door opened. Leading the way was a young man wearing Trung Son shirt, next to him was a military officer.

“You are Sai Moi Moi, right?”

“It's me.”

“We are from the National Special Risk Management Center, commonly known outside as Department 749.”

“Considering your unusual ability, we will take you to headquarters to observe and protect.

I hope you will cooperate.”

“Uncle, I will definitely cooperate.

I want to dedicate myself to the Fatherland and become a useful person for the country.” My eyes are clear and extremely determined.

“Hahaha, this girl is interesting.

Okay, now go to the airport with me.” Ha Dao and the accompanying officer looked at each other and smiled. As someone who has experienced a lot in life, he has some sympathy for this 17-year-old girl named Sai Moi Moi. I followed them to the car to the airport. Dusk falls, the afternoon sun shines warmly on you. Warm from the outside to the inside. Before boarding the military plane to fly back to the capital, Ha Dao suddenly got excited and turned around to casually ask: "Sai Moi Moi, what do you think of our plane?" I didn't think too much, just casually replied: "Uncle, this is my first time on a plane. It looks really majestic, like a falcon. I just don't know if its wings will hit the ground or not?"

“Haha, the plane is a block of iron, how can the wings be…”

OVER!!! Both sides of the plane's wings were severed from the body and fell straight to the ground. Luckily there was no one under the wing at that time. The huge noise stunned everyone. Ha Dao and the people accompanying him all gasped and turned to stare at me at the same time.