He always asks me to send propositions [End Times]

Chapter 14 The Little Liar

"Then stop playing." Tan Mo said angrily.

"Is there something hidden in such a thin glove that Tan's deputy team can't find?" Luo Qingyun asked funny.

This guy's voice was gentle, and his expression couldn't be faulted, but Tan Mo thought it was provocative.

It seems to be saying - don't you even have the courage to touch my hand?

"Just touch it." Just as Tan Mo finished speaking, Chang Heng who was opposite him choked.

When Tan Mo looked over, Chang Heng scratched his chin in embarrassment.

"Old Chang, why don't you touch it." Tan Mo said.

"A married man, how can he touch it randomly. Talking about the deputy team, you come and touch it, so you are worthy of Team Luo's hands."

"Tsk, why didn't I see you speak so well when I gave the report."

Tan Mo clasped Luo Qingyun's hand angrily, pinching Luo Qingyun's root with his thumb and forefinger and moving towards the fingertip.

I really don't know what material this layer of metal gloves is made of, but it's as thin as a layer of silk. Tan Mo can feel Luo Qingyun's joints, and even faintly feel the other's when he presses against his palm. palm prints.

"Are you sure?" Luo Qingyun leaned towards Tan Mo's direction.

"Well, I've confirmed it." Tan Mo nodded, thinking that Grandpa has practiced this trick for a long time before he can pass the test, you just watched it once, can you really learn it?

Who knew that Luo Qingyun even rolled up her sleeves to her elbows, and told Tan Mo clearly that my skills are higher than yours, so I don't need to hide them in my sleeves.

At that moment, Luo Qingyun raised her hand, waved it by Tan Mo's ear, and said: "Okay."

"What's the matter?" Tan Mo subconsciously touched his ears.

A warhead actually fell from behind his ear. The light in the banquet hall was warm, but the trajectory of the warhead was glowing with cold light.

Tan Mo caught it subconsciously.

"I like bullets very much. For me, all bullet holes are places where light comes in." Luo Qingyun said.

Tan Mo felt like he had punched cotton, which was really boring.

There was a special notch on that warhead, and Tan Mo recognized it at a glance. It was the commemorative warhead of the first Gray Tower Inspector Training Class, and there were all those who graduated successfully.By the time of the third term, the loss rate of inspectors was very high, and almost no one was left in the previous two terms.This warhead became a memento of the previous session for the younger generations.

Very rare, can't buy it.

"I use it in exchange for the flowers of the deputy team."

"Too expensive, or..."

Just as Tan Mo was about to return it, Luo Qingyun's fingertips pressed against Tan Mo's index finger, causing it to bend with a slight force. Tan Mo noticed his black gloves, and his index finger seemed to have been electrified, so he subconsciously put his hand away return.

"Flowers match beauties." Luo Qingyun stood up, lowered her chin to bid farewell to everyone at the same table, and turned to leave.

Jiang Chunlei was still happily beside him: "Wow! Team Luo gave you such a precious warhead! It seems that he recognizes your ability very much!"

Tan Mobai gave Jiang Chunlei a look, "Someone gave you a warhead, which means that one day they will kill you, what are you happy about?"

"This warhead is valuable." Jiang Chunlei replied.

Tan Mo sighed, and really wanted to send Jiang Chunlei back to the Gray Pagoda to be rebuilt.

"But the question is how did the Luo team do it? Tan Mo will definitely find something like a bullet hidden in the glove. But if he hid it in the sleeve...he scooped up the sleeve!" Chang Heng Bai couldn't figure it out.

Jiang Chunlei also touched the back of his head: "Yes, how did he do it?"

Tan Mo squinted his eyes, all magic tricks are deceptions, how did Luo Qingyun deceive them?

The buffet dinner ended after nine o'clock.

Luo Qingyun bid farewell to important people from various departments in a personable manner, and as soon as she turned around, she saw Tan Mo leaning against the wall with her arms folded and looking at herself.

"Talk about the deputy team." Luo Qingyun smiled lightly and looked at him.

Tan Mo felt that this smile was not pleasing to the eye no matter how it looked, and lacked a certain sense of reality.

"I know how you conjured up the warhead," Tan Mo said.

Luo Qingyun paused, "You are very smart, of course you can think of it."

"When I finished my little trick and everyone looked at the paper flower on your chest, you quietly put the bullet behind my ear."

"Yes." Luo Qingyun nodded, and then asked, "Does the vice team like my little trick?"

"Okay."

Tan Mo just turned around, and heard Luo Qingyun say again, "Can I talk about the communication number of the deputy team?"

Tan Mo turned his face to the side, with a smirk at the corner of his mouth: "Don't you already have it? It's in the paper flower."

One flower is not enough, I can fold many flowers for you!

The lights in the banquet hall dimmed, and the guests went back to their homes to find their mothers.

Tan Mo went back to Gao Zhi's apartment to raise fish.

Luo Qingyun leaned back on her sofa, and took out the white paper flower from her pocket.

He took off his gloves, and his fingertips walked along the creases, as if he could still feel Tan Mo's body temperature.

This table paper is very clean, not to mention the Arabic numerals, there is not a single speck.

Luo Qingyun pressed the corners of her eyes and laughed, he actually believed that Tan Mo had written on the paper towel, obviously he watched him fold the table paper with his own eyes, and also confirmed with his own eyes that it was impossible for him to bring a pen.

When it comes to playing small tricks, Tan Mo is far superior to him.

"Liar liar."

One night passed, and he still couldn't find a way to fold the paper flower back.

The second team has no captain, and will not assign them any tasks for the time being. Tan Mo reported to the Gray Tower as usual, and went into Gao Zhi's office by the way, to handle all the documents for him.

Because the medical soldier in the team was sitting on Gao Zhi's transport plane during the mission of escorting Professor Zhao, and he died when the transport plane crashed, so Huita sent another trainee medical soldier, and Tan Mo looked at the other party's information , His brows trembled.

"What's wrong?" Wu Yusheng sat down beside Tan Mo, and threw him a bar of chocolate by the way.

Chocolate slid a short distance on the table, and was held down by Tan Mo with his index finger, "This intern medical soldier is called 'Wang Xiaoer'?"

"Wang Xiaoer... This name is a bit of a passer-by, but you are the last person who likes to remember things. Isn't this name very..."

Before Wu Yusheng finished speaking, Tan Mo leaned back on the back of the chair, stepped on the edge of the seat with his heels, raised his head and turned around, "Don't you think that the names of the people in our team are particularly cannon fodder? For example, Jiang Chunlei? Chang Heng? And your name Wu Yusheng? Now here comes another Wang Xiaoer... You know that our second team is going to have a confrontation drill with Luo Qingyun's first team, right? "

"I know, but what does that have to do with names?"

"It feels like we will be wiped out by the regiment and become a foil for the first team. Wang Xiaoer... probably the first to be killed by cannon fodder." Tan Mo said.

Wu Yusheng propped his chin, and flicked Tan Mo's forehead: "Oh...but the name of Tan Mo's deputy team has a protagonist's aura when he hears it."

Tan Mo sighed, put his legs down, and left Gao Zhi's office resignedly.

"Where are you going?" Wu Yusheng asked.

Tan Mo replied: "Go to the shooting training ground, I want to see how the new Wang Xiaoer shoots. When I can't take him out on a mission, I have to send you to protect him, right?"

"Protecting you has exhausted me physically and mentally. I can't take care of my two children." Wu Yusheng said with a smile.

"Get out - I gave you an apron, are you really your own nanny?"

On the way, Tan Mo's communicator received a strange message, the words were sincere and full of emotion.

Today's daylight is abundant and full, Tan Mo walked under the eaves, read the information with frowned eyebrows, and then stroked back the hair on his forehead.

"Tsk...it's just recruiting a medical soldier, why is it so troublesome?"

Tan Mo came to the shooting training ground and met the trainee medical soldier Wang Xiaoer.

Probably because he knew that the deputy captain was going to test his shooting, Wang Xiaoer was fully armed, changed into a combat uniform, put on goggles, and had a gun on his waist, looking serious.

"Tan deputy team!" Wang Xiaoer came to Tan Mo, his back straightened with a serious face, and his voice was quite loud.

The team members who were practicing shooting all looked over. If Wang Xiaoer's jaw was not trembling slightly, Tan Mo really wouldn't know that he was nervous.

"The eyepiece is off." Tan Mo also imitated Wang Xiaoer's tone and said loudly.

It was quite intimidating. Several people around who were practicing shooting but lower than Tan Mo all took off their eyepieces at the same time.

Tan Mo crossed his arms and turned his face sideways: "Brothers, I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about him."

The others continued to shoot, and Wang Xiaoer took off the eyepiece in a panic, and his hair was messed up by the eyepiece.

"Do you know why I asked you to take off the eyepiece?" Tan Mo suppressed a smile in his heart, Wang Xiaoer's cowardly look reminded Tan Mo of himself when he reported to Gao Zhi for the first time.

The author has something to say:

Tan Mo: Lao Tzu's sincerity cannot be bought just by carving flowers on a warhead!

Luo Qingyun: Plus my bank deposit?

Tan Mo: The quota is not unlimited so don't waste my time.

Luo Qingyun: For you, I can be infinite.