Chapter 1422 Pick One

Earlier, four hours ago.

The huge office was busy, but it was silent from beginning to end, and you couldn't even hear the footsteps of high heels on the floor.

People coming and going walked silently between the workstations, but no other discussions or chatter could be heard.

Like a cemetery.

Under the pale incandescent light, everyone looked expressionless, lowering their heads and focusing on their own work, ignoring the breathing and life and death of others.

For overhead agencies, this is everyday life.

However, today, many people couldn't help but look at the office in the corner.

Two minutes ago, three people wearing black uniforms with work badges walked in here, walked through the aisle, and walked in.

The moment they appeared, they attracted everyone's attention. Just like no one would like someone coming from an overhead institution, there are also things in an overhead institution that no one would like.

Investigation team of the Censorship Section.

The department on the elevated floor specializes in internal investigations and interrogations, and the mad dogs that bite their own people. Anyone caught in their sights will have their skin peeled off even if they don't die.

But today, when a mad dog targeted another mad dog, everyone couldn't help but feel gloating in their hearts.

Even when I'm busy at work, I can't help but take a peek.

A blurry figure behind the blinds.

In the office just inside, there was a calm atmosphere, not an atmosphere of tension.

Even, as if he had expected it, when the other party came in, the computer had been shut down, and all the work handover manuals were placed in the center of the table.

The washed coffee cup is placed upside down on the coaster.

Ai Qing sat behind the desk and waited calmly.

"The internal management notice will be read next."

The notifier from the Review Section opened the notice in front of her, "...Due to personal reasons, he made an operational error and caused heavy losses. From today on, Ai Qing, the director of the Overhead Floor and Existing Covert Operations Handling Division, will be suspended from all his duties. He was ordered to wait for the trial notice.”

"During this period, you are not allowed to leave London, wait for summons at any time, and cooperate with our work——"

Finally, the notifier folded the letter in his hand again and handed it over: "Do you have any opinions on this?"

"No."

Ai Qing put the notice next to her.

"Then, the execution will begin immediately." The notifier said: "Before leaving, you have ten minutes to pack up your personal belongings, but no more confidential work is allowed."

Just behind him, someone handed over a cardboard box for packing personal belongings, while others began to inspect the office inch by inch and file records.

"It's really...enough."

Looking at the cardboard box delivered to her, Ai Qing couldn't help but laugh.

Just like that, I threw a pen in.

The lid is on.

She stood up and walked out of her office. Amid many confused, curious, or gloating looks, she walked through the corridor and headed for the elevator, accompanied by the review department.

Just around the corner of the tea room, Schweiger raised her eyes and looked over, glanced at the inspection department behind her, and nodded clearly: "Are you off work?"

"It's just a lunch break." Ai Qing replied, "It won't take long and I'll be back soon."

"It would be nice to take a break."

Schweiger nodded and glanced not far away: "However, it seems that there is a grumpy old lady who wants to take up some of your time to drink coffee."

In the smoking room not far away, the door is slightly open.

Behind the glass wall, a slightly older middle-aged woman sat on the sofa, holding her chin, waiting silently.

"This was unexpected."

Ai Qing raised her eyebrows slightly, not expecting to see the person who issued the suspension notice to her so soon.

The real controller and person in charge of the elevated floor.

Ms.

"Would you mind giving these two ladies some privacy, gentlemen?"

In the smoking room, Ms.

The people in the review department hesitated, looked at each other, and waited outside the door.

The thick glass blocks out all sound.

In the silence, there was only the sunlight filtering in from behind the blinds, and the dust dancing in the sunlight.

And, silence.

Ai Qing sat opposite her and said nothing.

Didn't even ask why.

Only Ms.

Ai Qing thought for a moment and replied nonchalantly: "Maybe she has a strong desire for power."

"Really? Then why did you refuse to serve as my deputy?" Ms. X asked back: "If you want to be promoted, you will definitely not miss such a shortcut, right?"

She paused and looked at Ai Qing with a bit of gloomy eyes: "Or do you think it's too boring to work with an old woman and can't stand the life of a puppet who tells you what to do?"

"I just don't think it's needed."

Ai Qing shook her head: "Madam, your work is perfect, isn't it? You don't need anyone else to add any extra details, right?"

"So, the reason is not just that, is it?"

Ms. X laughed: "Maybe you are not as utilitarian as you think? But why are you so anxious?"

"Yeah, why bother?"

Ai Qing seemed to be deep in thought, but did not hesitate: "What I want to say is just simple, I can't stand it."

"At the beginning, it was just instinctive. I wanted to start a new life and find something to do again. I would be satisfied if I could find a place to settle down.

But later, I discovered that what I wanted was not a peaceful life. "

She raised her eyes and looked at the officer in front of her: "So, instead of letting some rubbish and trash hold the position of power, why can't the person sitting in that position be me?"

The corners of Ms.

"You don't hide your ambition at all, Ai Qing." She said, "Whenever people work hard, they are bound to make mistakes, right?"

Ai Qing shook her head: "I don't like the argument that if you do more, you will make more mistakes, and I don't think I have done anything wrong."

"To this day, you still don't plan to change your mind?"

"Yes."

Ai Qing nodded decisively.

"Then have a good rest, and maybe there will be new troublesome work."

Ms.

Ai Qing's expression changed slightly, but she said nothing.

But before pushing the glass door open, Ms. X suddenly turned back and looked at her.

"Finally, let me ask another boring old question."

She said: "I'm very curious - what are you doing all this for, Ai Qing? Is it justice? Or is it ideal? Or is it for the current situation and the future?"

"Of course it's for my own status, ma'am."

Ai Qing answered matter-of-factly, without hesitation: "As long as I can achieve my goal, as long as I can gain more power, I will use any means, and I don't care what the cost is."

She answered frankly: "I am such an ambitious person."

"very nice."

Ms. X finally smiled and nodded: "I like it very much."

She turned and left.

Ai Qing, on the other hand, sat in the smoking room. After being silent for a long time, she stood up, carried her personal belongings, walked to the parking lot under surveillance, and drove away.

Fifteen minutes later, there was a traffic accident at Albion Gate in London.

The out-of-control tanker exploded after crashing through the guardrail, causing damage to the bridge. Fortunately, it was not a peak hour and only one person was killed.

In the accident, Ai Qing, the former director of the overhead agency, disappeared.

Whereabouts unknown.

Two hours after receiving the call, Huai Shi set off from the Ivory Tower and led a team of scholars to Jixia for the new Jixia Academic Exchange Conference, and delivered a speech at the opening ceremony the next day.

And just before that, in the mist and drizzle in London late at night, a motorboat docked quietly in the turbid current.

Amidst the sound of the tide, there was a faint sound of whistles echoing in the distant port.

In this remote and desolate corner, the 'Unknown Man' lifted his hood, raised his head, and stared at the border city in front of him, immersed in darkness and neon.

Slowly exhaling the breath in his heart.

"It's so beautiful."

He murmured softly, and the lights of the city were reflected in his eyes, like burning flames.

"Thank you to the old man for me."

He turned back and said goodbye to the middle-aged man wearing a poncho on the deck: "Then, I'll leave first."

"Go on your way."

The sublimator from the Lin family said goodbye politely: "According to common sense, we should say that you can always give us orders if needed. But according to the old man, the profit is small and life is difficult. It is not easy for our family to earn some hard-earned money. According to what you do Given the scale of the matter, it would be better not to contact us..."

"Anyway, we are as close as one family. If something happens, we will naturally have to make a lot of trouble."

The stowaway smiled, picked up his suitcase, and disappeared into the darkness at the end of the narrow road.

And just at the bow of the ship, Lin Liu, a middle-aged man with a beard on his face, watched his figure disappear. He waved his hand, and a group of people covered with clothes came out of the cabin, holding mops and various tools and started. Clean all traces.

After Lin Liu finished the phone call, he began to loudly urge others to move the goods quickly and run away after moving.

How long has it been since you still dare to dawdle?

act recklessly!

About half an hour later, Masamune Waiji, a person with lycanthropic characteristics from Yingzhou, successfully smuggled in and got his own room key in a cheap hotel.

I walked up to the second floor on the creaky floor and closed the door behind me amidst the musty smell.

Locked.

After turning on the faucet in the bathroom, he closed the curtains amid the clattering sound, and sat on the creaking chair under the flickering lights. He put down his suitcase, opened his cuffs, and saw the shackle-like bracelets. The green light flashes.

The stigmata is in a locked state and is not connected to the outside world.

In complete condition.

This is the jammer that I got from Sharma before I left. In terms of model, it is the same model as the one worn by Shepherd Gregory.

Even the terrifying corrosiveness of primitive spells to the products of civilization can be temporarily suppressed. Under Huaishi's deliberate restraint, it is easy to block the connection between the stigmata in his body and the outside world.

As the headquarters of the Astronomical Society, London has the most stringent censorship system for outsiders and the strictest monitoring of the Great Mysteries. In this huge and complex border, every operation of miracles will leave traces, and anything that has never been done before will be left behind. The registered stigmata will trigger an alarm when used.

And even the smallest signs will be reflected in the monitoring room of the Great Mystery.

Huai Shi, as a key surveillance figure who is about to be on the current threat list, does not want to be sent out by the command bureau until the specific situation is clear.

Thanks to the friend who forged the certificate in the alley at the south gate of the school, he got the forged certificate as quickly as possible.

As for his appearance, after deliberate aging, he turned into the appearance he had briefly used in Hell, a handsome middle-aged man who looked gentle and harmless.

After raising his neck and injecting two tubes of source-plasma inhibitor into his neck, Huaishi put down the injection gun and picked up the disposable phone he bought on the ship on the table.

According to memory, I dialed the emergency contact number.

After two rings, the phone was connected.

"Hello?"

He said, "Here I am."

"I know." On the other end, Ai Qing replied with a calm voice.

"How is the situation?" Huai Shi asked.

"It's still a minor problem at the moment, and I still have some difficulty moving." Ai Qing said, "But your whereabouts don't seem to be very secretive, and the call line has been monitored."

"on purpose."

Huai Shi replied: "Always leave a way for friends who help. They will still do business in the future."

Ai Qing understood: "Can it be done?"

"It's still within the scope of resolution."

Huai Shi raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of the door.

It's as if through the wall panels, you can see the figures silently moving forward in the corridor, quietly gathering on both sides of the door. Those figures shrouded in thick protection hold heavy firearms in their hands, and silently attach explosives to the door. on the door.

Be careful and prudent.

It's like completing some kind of work of art.

"Then let's contact you later." Ai Qing said.

"Wait a minute, one more question."

Huai Shi tilted her head and held her mobile phone between her legs, then looked down at the few choices on the table: "Do you think a tea cup is more convenient, or a hot water kettle is better?"

"It doesn't matter." Ai Qing said.

"Just pick one." Huai Shi insisted: "There must be some fun in life."

"Then you choose the one that's more difficult."

"OK."

Huaishi shrugged and put down the phone when the busy signal hung up.

Immediately afterwards, an explosive roar erupted from the corridor. In the spreading air waves, countless wooden fragments and steel balls spread in all directions, and a strong wind swept through the smoke and dust.

When the attackers broke into the room, they saw everything in chaos, and the figure slowly getting up from the chair.

In front of them, he bent down and picked up the paper box that had fallen by his feet.

Between the dirt and scratches, you can vaguely make out the looks of fluffy bears and rabbits playing in the forest.

Just like that, in your hand.

Smile.

"You're going to love this thing."

Huai Shi said, "I promise."

Ah, it’s the beginning of the month. My child is stuck and is crying. Please give me a monthly pass...