I was framed for taking the civil service exam, so I joined the National Security Bureau

Chapter 211

In fact, it should be no secret in the bureau to suppress the Matsushita Youth Association and investigate the rass organization, but as a newcomer who has just been promoted, it is possible that he is not aware of these things.

Zhang Xing was slightly startled when he heard the curious question of Quail. His originally calm face flickered a few times, as if he was considering how to answer.

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Xing opened his lips and said slowly: "Quail, don't ask about these things, just do your job well."

Quail heard Zhang Xing's words, and a trace of disappointment flashed across his face, but soon returned to normal.

He lowered his head slightly and whispered: "Okay, Brother Zhang, I understand, I won't ask what I shouldn't ask."

There was a trace of awe in Quail's eyes. Perhaps he also knew some rules of the bureau. He shouldn't ask too much about things he shouldn't know. Besides, some operational intelligence is not communicated between brigades.

"By the way, your team leader asked you to get weapons. Is this a big mission?"

Zhang Xing folded his hands in front of his chest, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked casually. His eyes were fixed on Quail, trying to capture some useful information from his expression and answer.

Quail shook his head, a bitter smile appeared on his face, and said helplessly: "What a big mission, our three groups have not had any tasks recently. Our team leader asked me to get weapons to go to the training ground for training. The brothers haven't touched guns for several days, and their hands are almost rusty."

As he said, he raised his hand and scratched his head, revealing a trace of helplessness and confusion in his eyes.

Quail's words made Zhang Xing doubt again.

Zhang Xing stood there, frowning, lost in thought, his eyes became deep and solemn, and he thought to himself: It stands to reason that since the rass organization surfaced, the entire bureau has been in a highly tense and busy state. During those tense days and nights, intelligence came in like snowflakes, and various tasks came one after another. Everyone was like a machine with a spring wound up, and dared not stop for a moment.

Now, the Panasonic Youth Association has been involved again, and the situation has become more complicated and severe. According to common sense, the entire bureau, especially the action brigade, should be very busy. Why is the second brigade and the third group so idle?

The more Zhang Xing thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. His fingers unconsciously rubbed the corners of his clothes, and his lips were tightly pursed into a straight line.

However, Zhang Xing did not ask further, because Zhang Xing knew that a newcomer like Quail probably didn't know the reason.

Soon, the two came to the door of the armory. Quail's steps were brisk and agile. He quickly went around behind Zhang Xing, with a flattering smile on his face and slightly bent down, meaning that Zhang Xing should do things first.

Zhang Xing did not reject Quail's kindness. He walked to the window with his head held high and his eyes full of expectation.

After seeing Xiao Wu, who was familiar with the armory, Zhang Xing immediately showed a friendly smile on his face, and asked Xiao Wu directly: "Is Master Shen here?"

After Xiao Wu saw Zhang Xing, his expression did not change at all, and he still looked calm.

This made Zhang Xing's smile freeze on his face instantly, and a fog suddenly rose in his heart, feeling very confused.

Because he worshipped Lao Shen as his master, Zhang Xing had come to the armory so many times before that he couldn't count it, and he gradually became familiar with the warehouse managers in the armory through repeated contacts.

Although Xiao Wu in front of him had never been very talkative and had a somewhat introverted personality, he was quite polite to him in the past, and at least smiled and said hello every time they met.

Logically speaking, Xiao Wu should at least express some normal surprise that he hadn't been here for such a long time. But now this calm reaction is a bit unreasonable.

"Not here!"

Xiao Wu's answer was concise and clear, without a trace of ripples in his tone, and even colder than usual.

Zhang Xing was also furious. His face darkened instantly, his brows knitted tightly, his eyes widened, and his originally gentle tone became stiff.

"Where did you go?"

Xiao Wu sighed helplessly, his eyes revealed a trace of fatigue, and he said in a low voice: "The superiors asked me to take a vacation. I haven't been here for almost a week."

After that, Xiao Wu glanced at Zhang Xing vaguely, and there seemed to be a little impatience in his eyes, as if he didn't want to say another word.

"Vacation? Why take a vacation?"

Zhang Xing's voice rose a few points, and his tone was full of doubts and confusion. His eyes became sharper, staring at Xiao Wu closely, trying to find the answer from his expression.

Zhang Xing felt more and more that something was a bit abnormal, it seems that the entire Bonan City National Security Bureau is not normal.

Xiao Wu rolled his eyes at Zhang Xing slightly, and said with a hint of resentment in his tone: "How would I know? I am just a warehouse manager. How would I know about the things above? Besides, Lao Shen didn't explain anything when he left, which made the warehouse a mess now. There is a shortage of manpower and no one in charge. I have been working non-stop for two or three days."

Xiao Wu's face was full of fatigue and irritability. He then complained: "I am still upset. Who can I go to for justice?"

Zhang Xing felt uncomfortable as if a ball of cotton was stuffed in his heart after hearing this.

But he still suppressed his dissatisfaction in his heart. After all, he also knew that Xiao Wu probably didn't know the reason why Lao Shen was on vacation.

Seeing that he couldn't find any results in the armory, Zhang Xing shook his head helplessly and left with a gloomy face.

He found an empty corner on the first floor of the basement, stopped, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and tried to call Lao Shen's private mobile phone.

Zhang Xing held the phone tightly, his ear close to the receiver, full of expectations, but the sound from the other end of the phone was always that no one answered.

He was unwilling to give up, and called twice in a row, but the result was still the same.

Just when Zhang Xing was somewhat helpless, a hurried figure ran over not far away. It was none other than Quail, who had just received the weapon.

In fact, even if Zhang Xing did not call Lao Shen, he had to wait for Quail here, because without his identity pass, he could not take the elevator up.

Quail trotted all the way over, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and said breathlessly: "Master...you haven't gone up yet?"

Quail was holding a weapon box in his hand. The weapon box was not big. Zhang Xing could also see from the weapon box that he probably only received a few pistols.

Although there were training guns in the training ground, most of the personnel of the action brigade did not like to use the training guns in the training ground, because there was still a certain difference between training guns and actual combat guns.

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