One hour later...

Major Zhao Xianming had a stern face and a serious face. He sat with a big golden sword, but he gave people an inexplicable sense of security.

Two soldiers with live ammunition were guarding the door, but the bullet was really loaded.

While this type of person is safe when dealing with people, Fang Yuhao is a little guilty. He has his own little secret, for fear that he will be suddenly excavated and then dissected.

Of course, this probability is not too high... In fact, even if it is discovered, the higher probability will be given to him like a master.

"From the size and size, I may be killed instantly by these burly men, and I don't even bring resistance." Fang Yuhao thought for no reason.

"It's better to deal with Su Yuhe, I can easily kill her..." Thinking of the beauty in his hallucination, he formed a circle with his hands and gestured a few times.

There were many people coming here to investigate, not only a few soldiers in the army, but also some serious policemen.

It can be seen that they are very respectful to Zhao Xianming. The rank of major, and the corresponding one is probably the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, which is young and promising in terms of age.

After a while of busyness, one of the female policemen said to Fang Yuhao: "The liquid in this syringe is an unknown protein. The specific function is unknown, and it also contains some sedatives. The active ingredients are still to be identified..."

"As for this wind chime, um, we didn't check any special effects..."

A young policeman found a pack of white powder in a drawer, which looked about forty or fifty grams, and hurriedly shouted: "There is also this pack of powder-like things here!"

The surrounding police dogs barked wildly, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"What are you going to inject this guy into me? I'm crazy!" Fang Yuhao shivered, saying, "Once he takes drugs, ten years of quitting drugs, and he wants to poison for life." He doesn't want to try these ghost things.

At this moment, Zhao Xianming said, "Did you find out who this person is?"

The female police officer paused, frowned and replied, "There is no specific identity information, facial recognition... um, and there is no suitable data. We are planning to extract fingerprints and extract blood for DNA testing. We may have to wait for a few days."

Fang Yuhao secretly complained in his heart. Judging from his face, the middle-aged man was like a zombie, and it would be strange if he could recognize anything.

"From these drugs, they may be... drug dealers? Or human organs are traffickers..."

"He doesn't actually use his cell phone... he doesn't have any personal information."

Anyway, the police's explanation is still unlikely, and it cannot explain the strange motive of this middle-aged man.

Zhao Xianming remained calm and had a gloomy face: "This person is involved in state secrets. We take them away, and we will also take them away. We will report the next procedures to the top, and don't worry about this matter."

"We haven't..." The policewoman saw them forcibly taking the person away and wanted to say something, but was stopped by a male policeman.

"Okay, let's not get involved in this matter."

A group of soldiers walked onto a van with criminals still in a coma.

Fang Yuhao didn't even sloppy. Seeing Zhao Xianming greeting him, he followed him directly into the carriage.

After witnessing Fang Yuhao and the group of soldiers getting in the car, the policewoman said with an unhappy look: "Why? What about a big case? They intercepted it? Who are they? Why can we control us!"

"Worry, do you know what unit this is?

"What?""

"Anyway, I don't know what special force it is, it's really a secret. Anyway, the director asked me to listen to them all, so you don't care."

The interior of the military vehicle is very spacious and can accommodate about twenty people.

Fang Yuhao was not in a high mood and didn't say a word, and he was a little nervous.

He had never expected that things would become what they are now.

Playing games peacefully and treating patients in your spare time can also benefit the entire society. Why does things fall on yourself?

My peaceful life was disrupted, and I was beaten to the point of being bruised and swollen. It was really a disaster that came from the sky.

Fortunately, this guy was arrested. Fang Yuhao was relieved when he thought of the kicks he had kicked him.

The soldiers in the carriage had all the disciplines, all of them looked serious, and there were no small moves. Battalion Commander Zhao Xianming also had a habit of calm face, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Your situation may be accidental, or it may be done by some foreign forces..." Zhao Xianming spoke suddenly.

"foreign?"

"I can't confirm for the time being, let's talk about it after I go back. Drive!"

"Wait a minute... my car is still parked outside!" Fang Yuhao suddenly remembered that there was his belief converter inside the car.

If I stayed in this ghost place, I might be stolen by the gangster and I wouldn't have time to cry.

"Xiao Lu, go and drive with him."

An hour later, Fang Yuhao's van followed the van to a small military base. The soldiers lined up and got out of the car and carried the middle-aged man in.

"Come with me." Zhao Xianming waved his hand without any extra moves.

Fang Yuhao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The van was parked in the parking lot outside, and no one went to check it. It was because he was too guilty... It was awesome, who would check your car?

The security settings inside the base are very strict. The two of them walked into a room after several levels, where various large instruments were placed.

A young man in a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses came out from behind the instrument and asked in confusion: "This is...oh, that young man. I have seen it on the information."

"You test the results first, and I'll leave the specifics to you." Zhao Xianming said, as if he didn't want to stay for a second, he hurried out.

Now, only Fang Yuhao and the man with gold-rimmed glasses remained in the same bedroom.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses took out a bunch of information and handed it to Fang Yuhao: "Fill in this information first..."

...

"What kind of person is that young man?"

In a small reception room, several middle-aged men were discussing Fang Yuhao's situation.

"... It was just one year after graduating from college. I started working in procedural work, but later resigned and became a psychologist. It is likely that he is a talented person, and his sixth sense ability should be similar to mind reading... Maybe he was stimulated after resigning and discovered his talent. However, judging from his usual performance, there are many restrictions on using this ability."

"Anyway, it should be a talent."

"...It's normal. How can such a complex creature in humans have real mind reading skills? Even if you can vaguely perceive a little bit of emotions, it's good."
Chapter completed!