People in DC, every day administrative leave

Chapter 20 020. Professionals do professional things
At the dining table, four people, one eagle and two mice were eating quietly, but the vigilante would glance at Chris from time to time.

"what happened?"

Chris, who noticed this, didn't know what was wrong with him.

"fine."

The vigilante pointed his face at the bowl of mung bean porridge, but he was actually very panicked.

He razed his best friend's house at three in the morning, and this morning I saw Chris getting angry at the TV.

And what was reported on the news was exactly what he did...

"I have a question for you."

After hearing what Chris said, the very nervous vigilante swallowed the porridge in his mouth: "What..."

Pointing to his half-raised mask, Chris said strangely: "This room is full of people, why do you keep wearing it?"

"Because he thought we would expose his true identity after being tortured."

"That's not it!" The vigilante quickly interrupted Zhang San's words, he didn't want to give a bad impression to his good friends.

Then he explained the matter himself: "Because I am very careful in everything I do, I don't tell you my real identity because I am afraid of harming you..."

Chris froze for a moment: "What's the difference between what you said and what he said?"

The vigilante thought for a while, then ate breakfast in silence.

He thought he could get away with silence, but he didn't expect Chris to stand up, come to his side, reach out and forcefully tear off the vigilante's mask.

"Huh? Aren't you Gert Chase's brother? The guy who plays board games all day long."

The vigilante who tried to snatch the mask from Chris tried to cover his face with a fried dough stick: "No! You are absolutely mistaken."

"Fart! You asked me for my autograph at Fennel Field Restaurant a few days ago. I remember it very clearly!"

Seeing the eyes staring at him around him, the vigilante, who realized that he could no longer hide it, could only admit this fact.

He was indeed the waiter boy that day, and he was indeed Gertchase's brother.

His name is Adrian Chase.

"Don't worry, even if we know your identity, we won't betray you."

Chris returned the mask to him, and the true identity of the vigilante was a bit out of character.

Who would have thought that a guy who kills without blinking an eye would be a kid who likes to play board games?

After breakfast, the vigilante stopped Zhang San, who was about to go out for a walk.

The green dwarf they caught a few days ago refused to give up the information, so the vigilante wanted Zhang San to help.

Seeing that his brothers were waiting by the car, Zhang San couldn't refuse: "Okay."

He took his two little mice and got into the vigilante's car. This time he went out and wanted the mice to come back with more goodies.

He hasn't used the 60 that Javier gave yesterday, and he plans to withdraw it all at once after collecting enough money.

The sale of miniature bombs has also been postponed indefinitely. I don't know why Zhang San always feels that he will use this thing one day.

...

The vigilante parked the car in front of an n-hand video store, Zhang San could vaguely see his future bed partner Harcourt through the glass next to the door.

Dry!
This woman has a great figure!

When several people in the store saw Zhang San coming with the peace envoys, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

Harcourt looked suspiciously at Mu En who was sitting in the fully transparent office. She thought that Zhang San was called by Mu En.

"hello."

Zhang San greeted him casually, and followed his brothers to the second floor.

Compared with the elastic band binding method in the original story, today's judo masters can be said to be miserable.

He was chained to a very strong recliner, and the person who tied him even looped the chain twice around his neck.

Not only that, the four rectangular iron plates also fixed his limbs.

"You said he has bone shrinkage skills, so we strengthened the control method."

Moon and others followed. A few days ago, the judo master was knocked down by Zhang San's two shots and he was locked up on the second floor.

Hearing from Zhang San that the judo master knows a skill called bone shrinking skill, Mu En and the others imitated the method from Google and used iron chains and iron plates to restrain the opponent on the reclining chair.

Unless the judo master turns himself into a doll, don't even think about running away.

"There are still talents on Google..." Zhang San looked at the judo master who was pretending to be asleep and did not expose him.

Although this method seems to be used for fracture patients.

However, the fact that the judo master has not run away for so many days also shows that this method is useful.

"What are you going to do?"

Harcourt and others learned from the vigilante that Zhang Sanchao would interrogate people, so they were curious about what Zhang San would do next.

I don't know...

Zhang San suddenly took out his phone and started a call. Hearing what he said with the person on the other end, everyone present except the vigilante and Mu En were all shocked.

Moments later, several guys with biker tattoos in leather jackets and jeans entered the video store.

Moon and the others came to the first floor very wisely. When Zhang San came down from the stairs with a frightened Chris and the vigilante who was walking and shaking his head...

The judo master's screams soon sounded on the second floor, while Harcourt and others downstairs looked at Zhang San with a very strange look.

An hour later, Zhang San went upstairs alone to check the situation.

Several tattooed men were sitting on the sofa smoking cigarettes, and the judo master lying on the chair still had tears in his eyes.

Zhang San signaled the smokers to go out first, and he asked the judo master a question in the room alone:
"Why do you want to help alien creatures? Because of the nonsense they say?"

Seeing the other person tilting his head with the back of his head facing him, Zhang San chuckled:
"A few of them used to be big shooters in the prison. If they are serious, they can play for hours."

goo-dong...

"They're packing and distributing food for shipment at the Grantham factory, right?"

"..."

Even if Zhang San exposed the secrets of the butterflies, the judo master is still very stubborn.

Seeing this, Zhang San didn't say any more, and went back downstairs again.

However, compared to the beginning, there was suddenly no miserable cry from the judo master upstairs.

Several people looked at Zhang San without saying a word for a long time, and even Chris looked like he had eaten shit.

Another hour later, when Zhang San went upstairs with a few people who suspected that the judo master was dead, they saw the green dwarf with distracted eyes.

Mu En and the others quickly checked the health status of the judo master, while Zhang San was outside the door to collect the money that the tattooed man should give him.

That's right, the tattooed man gave him money, not him giving money to others...

(End of this chapter)