Chapter 1295 Are You There? Tea? Drink?

The area surrounding London Six Islands, Cam River City.

After Huaishi solved the troublesome things in the hospital, or in other words, habitually put them behind and pretended that nothing happened, she walked out of the designated hospital of the hospital refreshed and breathed in the fresh morning air. , I just feel refreshing for a while.

No matter how many times I have experienced it, this feeling of being discharged from the hospital is always refreshing.

But the moment I feel like this, I feel a little sad.

A normal person would use a hospital as a hotel when they have nothing to do, especially the ward of the Survival Hospital - the technology is so high that it would be difficult for them to die, but most people will find it difficult to come out alive after entering...

Beyond the neat streets with busy traffic, there is a winding and rapid river, the most famous Jianhe River in the city.

It is said that hundreds of years ago, some people wanted to build a university here. As a result, due to the chaos caused by the fall of the gods, the three islands in London turned into six islands. Large areas of no man's land and disaster areas left this place It became a mess, and the university affairs came to nothing.

Every time I think about it, I can't help but sigh. It is really a great pity for the cultural and educational undertakings.

Today, hundreds of years later, the Six Islands area still has few residents, and apart from a few cities, there are few human traces.

Even though there are no written regulations and official recognition, since the Astronomical Society turned the tide and re-established three major blockades, almost the entire territory has already acquiesced that the six-island area around London is under the direct jurisdiction of the Astronomical Society.

However, the Astronomical Society is limited by its location and identity, and has no interest in vigorously developing people's livelihood and relocating residents. As a result, most of the Six Islands area is actually vacant, even though the ecology has almost recovered now.

On the one hand, it is because various agencies and departments need to isolate the inside and outside, and on the other hand... there will inevitably be trouble when there are too many people. Under various demands and promotions, even if the Astronomical Society is unwilling to do so, I am afraid it will gradually move towards the sixth often develop.

When there is a direct conflict or overlap of interests with the Five Permanent Members, how can we maintain our objective and neutral position?

There are not many benefits and countless troubles.

In this regard, everyone has a tacit understanding with each other - since the red line is there, then stay away from it and don't show off your operations by jumping left and right.

Nowadays, the few cities on the six islands are almost all small cities formed by various industries related to the astronomical club or after the retirement of internal members.

The distance is so close that now across the river, the shadow of London in the distance can still be seen faintly.

Even though it is a mirage isolated by the depth, it still makes people look up and curious.

He hasn't been to London yet.

The headquarters of the Astronomical Society, the heart of the real world, the headquarters of the governing bureau, the city of ten thousand cities, a place where all members dream of being transferred...

But for Huaishi, the feeling is just so-so.

Even though there are many opportunities to go or should go, it seems that it is not possible due to various reasons. In the end, it got to the point where no one would believe it even if you say it - the successor of the Utopia, the mainstay of the Kingdom of Heaven lineage, the special military attache of the Command Bureau, plus the S-class tool man, and the newly decorated major general... haven't even been to London yet?

It is no longer a category that can be described as outrageous.

What's even more embarrassing is: when I could come as I pleased before, I didn't. Now that my status has improved, I can't come as I please.

Regardless of his current status in the Republic of China, the nautilus he stuffed into the Tianque alone caused Huaishi to jump to the front row on the key monitoring list.

Even if there is no explicit rule saying that Huaishi, you can't come if you have nothing to do, but Huaishi won't just go and check everyone's blood pressure, right?

Moreover, the complex political games between the Astronomical Society and the five permanent members outside are even more chaotic. Under such circumstances, wherever Huai Shi goes and does anything, it may be regarded as an ulterior plan or a statement of some kind.

The dirty adult world is just too much trouble.

It makes people respectful and insensitive.

Isn’t it because Tamba isn’t fragrant? Or is the ivory tower bad?

The touba king left things alone and went to the city to do what?

Therefore, after glancing twice, he yawned, looked away, and began to think about what to do next.

After thinking about it, it seems like there is nothing to do here.

In order to celebrate being discharged from the hospital, I will first find a place to have a meal, then go back to the Ivory Tower for a walk, and then go home to wash up and sleep...

At the moment of such a happy decision, he heard the crisp sound of the horn coming from the door of the hospital.

Beep——

A red classic car was already parked at the door.

Two huge car lights raised up and blinked at him, like eyes... that was the eyes.

Red Dragon?

Huai Shi looked dumbly at the rolled-down window. On the driver's seat, the truck driver, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was holding a cigar in his mouth and proudly pulled his sunglasses down from the bridge of his nose.

"elbow!"

Raymond waved boldly and called to Huai Shi, a migrant worker from the countryside, "Brother, I will take you to work in the factory!"

Huai Shi couldn't help rolling her eyes.

He lowered his head and glanced at the phone screen.

Less than a minute after he was discharged from the hospital, were Russell, this old bastard, already on his way?

If it’s true, you won’t give any false information, right?

Even if the Survival Institute is a place that is less conscience than the Administration, why is the Utopia worse than the Survival Institute? !

Huaishi looked up to the sky and sighed, opening the car door.

Embarked on the difficult journey back to work.

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"Huai Shi has been discharged from the hospital——"

"The surveillance target came into contact with an unknown person. The identity of the other person was... the registered security guard and driver Raymond of the Ivory Tower. The two parties went to the Cambridge Hall."

"Do you want to continue monitoring?"

In the seemingly ordinary office buildings in London on the border, in the conference rooms outside the busy cubicles, several screens were showing Huai Shi's whereabouts and related reports, as well as surveillance cameras and satellites everywhere.

The monitoring team is already at work.

After the plainclothes agent at the front finished his report, the middle-aged man picked up the walkie-talkie on the table: "Keep monitoring, and don't miss the target's whereabouts within the current territory."

"clear."

After the report on the other end of the intercom, there was no sound again. Only the report on the screen was constantly refreshing, gathering the vehicle's trajectory and various data.

In the silence, the middle-aged man folded his arms and looked at the screen silently.

Like a stone statue.

No action.

Until there was a soft knock on the door outside the conference room.

The middle-aged man opened the door and walked out. When he saw the knocker, his expression was still calm. He didn't know whether he was indifferent or had expected it. He just greeted: "Ms. Ai?"

"Mr. Schweiger."

Ai Qing nodded and said, "Am I disturbing you?"

"The work has just begun."

Karlheinz Schweiger replied calmly.

This ordinary-looking middle-aged man was wearing a suit that was considered respectable but not too exquisite. The work badge on his chest was turned inwards as usual, revealing only the emblem of the Astronomical Society on the back.

Just looking at the appearance, it is difficult to imagine that this is the regulatory department within the governing bureau—a non-existent organization and a real person with power on an overhead floor.

Since more than ten years ago, he has served as the head of Office No. 3, directly reporting to Minister X, and is not responsible to anyone else.

The position he holds is for internal monitoring and investigation, and the targets are all sublimates and groups that may have hidden dangers of solidification.

At the same time, he is also the largest consumer of the share of black letters allocated to the overhead floors every year.

At least 30% of the black letters were signed by him personally.

This was the result after he restrained himself after several warnings——

But now, he looked at the young ministers and secretaries around him. His expression was not contemptuous or disdainful, nor was there any kindness or kindness. He was as calm as ever. He just adjusted his glasses and asked: "Did the minister have any announcements? "

"It's just my personal doubts." Ai Qing replied.

Schweiger shook his head, "Our work has no overlap, and the work of Office 3 does not require assistance from other aspects. If it is related, we can discuss it at a regular meeting."

Such a straightforward and impersonal conversation is completely department style in an overhead organization - according to Ms. Everyone just happens to work in the same place, and it's enough as long as they fulfill their duties.

It is best to close the door after get off work, treat each other as if you don’t know each other when you get to the parking lot, keep your work to yourself, and don’t cry in your dreams when you go to bed at night.

"IMHO."

Ai Qing did not back down from the difficulty, and reminded her bluntly: "Mr. Schweiger, the monitoring of 'key figures' requires the approval of the central decision-making room."

On the key figures, she specially emphasized the pronunciation.

There was no need to look at the office behind Schweiger; her intention was clear.

"It's just a routine investigation. In order to ensure the safety of London, I don't think I made any improper judgment." Schweiger remained calm, calm to the point of being cold and hard: "This is my job."

Ai Qing asked: "Even if the Survival Institute has made a safe judgment?"

"The surviving court is the surviving court, and the governing bureau is the governing bureau."

Schweiger paused, "The Utopia... is no longer that Utopia."

Ai Qing didn't speak.

Logically, the conversation should have ended here, but this time Schweiger rarely said unnecessary words: "I have no ill will towards Mr. Huai Shi, and I have no prejudice. I am just performing my job."

Ai Qing nodded: "Only on this point, I have no doubt."

After more than ten years of dedicated service in this position, and almost half his life before that, Schweiger has always been a model member of the overhead organization, worthy of learning and emulating.

Even after the death of his wife, daughter, and parents, he harbored a deep-seated hatred for the Solidifier, but he never made wrong decisions or orders based on his own subjective knowledge.

Besides, Huai Shi is not an unknown person.

Even if the two sides really had to fight each other, with Russell, a veteran certified in the whole world, watching from behind, it would probably end with Schweiger being defeated.

But, what if it’s not just Schweiger?

At this juncture, even if it is just a matter of speculation, even if it is an illusory 'accusation of the solidifier', it will become a trouble for Huaishi. And once someone incites the flames, this accusation becomes a trigger...

Just thinking about the possibility of subsequent existence will give people a headache.

A new round of contradictions, a new round of conflicts, a new round of taking sides, and finally a new round of shuffling.

Once you take a magnifying glass to check, how many people can have clean bottoms? What's more, Huai Shi is the kind of guy who likes to jump into mud puddles when he has nothing to do...

What a hassle.

Ai Qing nodded in understanding and did not ask any more questions.

Asking will not lead to any results, so you can only be prepared.

"It's just a routine investigation, it will be over in a few days."

Schweiger glanced at her one last time, "However, given the relationship between the two of you, you should not ask any more questions about related work..."

"our relationship?"

Ai Qing suddenly wanted to laugh after hearing this. She didn't even know what the relationship between them was...

Perhaps, for Huai Shi, sometimes she is just a crazy woman who likes to meddle in other people's business?

"Then I'm the one interrupting."

Ai Qing nodded with a smile, said goodbye, turned and left.

Schweiger also turned around and returned to the office.

He stared silently at the building on the screen.

Under the cold light of the screen, that calm face was as solid as stone from beginning to end, without the slightest wave.

It's just that the haze in his eyes spread out silently in the scattered flashes of light.

His lips opened and closed silently.

Huaishi...

Afternoon, busy work break.

In the open-air booths outside the canteen on the middle floor, the social animals taking a break from their busy schedules enjoyed the last few minutes of sunshine.

Ai Qing sat under the umbrella, staring at the lawn in front of her, quietly thinking about the inconspicuous news hidden in the corners of emails and chats.

In my heart, the pieces of the puzzle gradually moved closer to each other, pieced together, and a rough prototype emerged.

And just after she finally made a guess, she couldn't help but let out a silent sigh, stood up, drank the black tea that had gone cold, picked up the folder and left.

However, when passing by the door, I heard a voice of surprise behind me.

"What a coincidence, Sister Ai!"

Someone waved excitedly, jumped towards her and said, "Long time no see!"

Such a familiar tone, and a feeling of 'no threat'...

Ai Qing restrained the change in her expression, turned around and saw a beautiful figure in a new uniform.

"Fu Yi?"

She nodded in greeting, "Have you also been transferred to London?"

"Yeah, it's time to start the business."

Fu Yi happily showed his job card, "The Silent Ones are in short supply everywhere, and even I, an intern, have been recruited to make up the number - I'm so lucky, maybe I can get promoted."

"Congratulations."

Ai Qing nodded in congratulations.

It didn't expose the other party's lies.

Although working in an overhead organization is a lot of trouble, the best thing is that you are well-informed.

Even Ai Qing has heard about this rising star who has recently caused an uproar among the Silent Ones - the second person in history to pass the final theory with full marks in just one and a half years without going through a long internship period. Through examinations and practical tests, the 'Registered Silent Person' obtained his professional qualification six years in advance.

By the way, the first one is her senior brother, now one of the six controllers in the Silent Organization.

And judging from the connection between the Sea of ​​Silver and the Pioneer Association, there is a high probability that they will become ‘colleagues’ in the future, right?

However, even though she had expected it, she was still slightly surprised when she saw that sunny smile at this moment. She didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Soon, when his eyes moved downward, a hint of clarity emerged.

"Nice lapel pin."

She took a look at the decoration that Fu Yi covered under her collar and praised it heartily.

"Hey, really?"

Fu Yi happily fiddled with it twice, blinked, and begged: "By the way, can we have tea together in the afternoon? I just came here, my eyesight went dark, and I don't understand the relationship between departments."

"Still working, sorry."

Ai Qing regretfully raised the folder in her hand.

"oh……"

Fu Yi sighed and asked tentatively: "Then, next time?"

"OK."

Ai Qing nodded, and after the two exchanged email addresses and contact information, they turned and left.

Fu Yi stood there, watching the figure disappear into the crowd. After a long time, he suddenly jumped up excitedly, hummed a song, took out his mobile phone, and opened WeChat.

Click on Huai Shi's avatar, edit the message, and send it.

【exist? Tea? drink? 】