Chapter 238: Threesome

Tom is very depressed.
Super depressed.
Xun Xuan didn't eat it, but instead dropped a mouthful of saucy hair. It is estimated that he can't bear it on anyone.
There is always some face. Tom wanted to swallow his own breath and admit that he was unlucky. He didn't expect that the scheming who was as delicate as the little white flower would even steal his weapon.
That was a registered high-powered pistol, even if it was an extremely unstable model at the beginning, the fat man used some connections, and finally got it.
High-energy system weapons, from batons, pistols to rifles, the flow of each of these new weapons is documented, and the fat guy doesn't want to have a scapegoat because of a big man who died under his high-energy pistol one day.
So Tom can only call the police, he has no choice.
The police have merged with the army, and the newly established military police station is obviously more efficient. Ten minutes after Tom entered the military police station, the internal surveillance video of the "Carnival Bar" was delivered.
"It's her, this little bitch..."
Seeing Yunyue appearing in the screen, Tom's face was bruised and his hands clenched.
The military police who received him nodded, and after capturing the clearest picture of Yunyue, it was transmitted to the communication equipment of various military police through the base LAN.
Originally, it was also a big case or a small case. The military police was trying to send the fat man, who was a little tired of him, to leave when the door was opened suddenly.
"Director!"
The young military police suddenly got up and stood at attention when they looked at him.
The chief who was not much thinner than Tom waved his hand, walked in and stood aside.
Three men in suits and shoes walked in, including the woman who came to the end. The black casual suit was ironed flat, without a trace of wrinkles.
After entering, the three people did not rush to speak. First, a middle-aged man with a round face did not squint, and carefully examined the appearance of Yunyue fixed on the display.
"It's not like."
The round-faced middle-aged man frowned.
"It's better to confirm, it's not a trivial matter."
A black man next to him said cautiously.
"I smell a special smell."
This is the woman with black-rimmed glasses speaking.
The black and round-faced middle-aged man was taken aback. Then let go.
It's not pretty, on the contrary, it looks a bit mean. The woman pushed the frame, walked to Tom who was a little disturbed, and then lowered her body.
He wanted to avoid it subconsciously, but when the black man put his right hand on his shoulder, Tom felt like he was being pressed by a mountain and couldn't move at all.
"After contacting her, you haven't washed it? Whether it's bathing or washing your face?"
Hearing the woman's question, the fat man was a little confused. But he shook his head quickly.
The nose with a few freckles fluttered, and the woman sniffed carefully up and down the fat man's body, and finally stopped on his head.
The nose wing moved faster and faster, and the brighter the woman's eyes became as she sniffed.
Opening the handbag in her hand, the woman took out a small cotton swab from it, and then pierced it into the fat man's ear as soon as she reached out.
The technique is not gentle and delicate at all, it is completely different from going to the bathing city to enjoy the ears. He grinned and felt that his eardrum was about to be punctured, and the fat man couldn't move, let alone avoid it.
at last. The woman took out the cotton swab, her sharp eyes under the lens saw a trace of invisible mucus on the cotton swab, and finally a smile appeared on her staid face.
Put the cotton swabs in a sealed bag. The woman nodded at the two companions.
"Take us to your house."
The black man pulled up the fat man, ignored the chief on one side, and pushed Tom towards the outside without any hesitation.
"Boss, what's the origin?"
Hearing the sound of footsteps going away, the young military policeman, who dared not let a fart for a long time, asked in a low voice.
"The military intelligence bureau took the documents authorized by President Baibao himself, and no one dared to stop doing anything."
The director wiped the sweat from his forehead.
As long as the other party doesn't come to trouble him, it's enough. Who doesn't know that the MIB is a magic cave, once they are brought in. Whether civilians, officials, or even superhumans, they have to peel off their skins if they don’t die.
The director knows the origin of these people. Fat Tom didn't know.
But he is not stupid, even thinking about it with his ass. He knew that these people must have a lot of background, and if they said it had nothing to do with Baibao, he would believe it.
In the car, he honestly confessed everything that happened at night, including the conflict that almost caused him in the bar.
Soon he arrived at Fatty's apartment, and after three people went in and made a circle, the Super Soldier came out.
"You take this back to the technical department to check it, and Lao Hei and I will find her."
Standing at the door of Fatty's house, the woman handed a sealed bag with cotton swabs to the middle-aged man with a round face.
"Then what about him?"
The round-faced middle-aged man looked at Tom.
"Take it back together. If necessary, you can dissect him to see if there are other abnormalities in his body."
The woman spoke softly, not caring that Tom's face turned earthy instantly.
The round-faced middle-aged man nodded, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the shoulder of the fat man who had almost collapsed, dragged him into the car like a dead dog, and drove away.
"What did you find?"
The black man followed the woman and walked northward, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
"He had physical contact with that woman, to be precise, that woman had contact with his head."
"What do you mean?"
Compared to information and intelligence analysis, the blacks who are better at fighting some do not understand.
"The odor in the fat man's ears is stronger, compared to the nostrils and eyes, it is lighter, and because of bad breath, he basically can't smell it anymore."
The woman walked a certain distance, moving her nose and sniffing a few times, but her footsteps never stopped.
"Head? What's so funny about fat man's head?"
A strange picture appeared in the black man's head.
The beautiful girl held the fat man’s head and kept kissing, and even put her pink tongue into the fat man’s mouth, nose and even ear holes...
The picture is so beautiful that the black people can't think about it anymore.
Perhaps she had guessed the black man's mind, and the woman rubbed her forehead with an expression of pain.
"Your IQ really doesn't match your status. I don't know how the MIB would recruit you."
The black man didn't care when he heard this, he hehe smiled, and then he compared his iron fist.
"For things that can be solved with your head, you need to use your fists, and you are not as good as me."
Rolling her eyes, the woman didn't bother to discuss this with him.
"Remember, if you find the target, you must not be impulsive. You also know how much you value the woman. Whether or not the girl is her, you can't attack without saying a word."
"understand."
With a serious face, the black man nodded and agreed.
At this time, the two of them had entered an alley on the side of the street, watching the woman stop in front of a manhole cover, the black man's heart suddenly became tight.
"The smell below this is too mixed, will you lose it now?"
"I can find a marked fingernail-sized peel from the garbage dump and trace an extremely special breath from the sewer. Do you think I will lose it?"
The woman said badly, then opened the manhole cover, and jumped down without frowning.
The black man grinned, naturally following him without saying a word.