Chapter 1445 Sincerity

All I can say is that we meet each other everywhere in life.

Huai Shi didn't expect that she would be able to meet her big brother Lucien here again.

Phoenix, the veteran who had taken care of him for who knows how long in Witch Night, the backbone captain of the Hell Archeology Team, and the director of the Extreme Sports Club of the Administration.

Even though they have not seen each other a few times over the years, he has introduced many acquaintances in the bureau, and he has spared no effort in supporting him.

"Why are you here?" He quickly stood up and held Lucien's hand to express a warm welcome. Then, he realized what he was doing and looked back at another face that seemed familiar.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

"..."

It can be seen that for a moment, the slightly fat man wanted to curse.

"Abyss Development Bureau, Wu Cheng."

He paused and added expressionlessly: "That innocent social fox who was killed several times among colleagues by you."

"Oh, it's you!"

Although he said this, Huai Shi still looked unimpressed and just looked up politely for a long time.

This guy has completely forgotten how extreme things he has done!

Wu Cheng had already begun to want to beat someone up.

Well, if it's not impossible to beat...

"Guardian, lead the way!"

Wu Cheng raised his head, snorted coldly, and showed his proud nostrils.

What are you arguing with him about? There's no point in getting angry with someone less than half your age.

He's just a tool man, ha!

If so, I comforted myself and stepped forward.

And just ahead, Huai Shi and Lucien were still whispering: "Is he getting more and more stinky?"

"I think so too."

Lucien sighed: "Ever since the Night of the Witch, my whole person has become abnormal... Do you have any clues?"

"Then you need to see a psychiatrist. See him early and get treatment early. If you ask me about this kind of thing, you need to ask an expert." Huai Shi was shocked and advised: "There is a doctor in our school who is very good. Let's take him back." take a look?"

"I advised him not to go..."

"Tie them up, I'll help you!"

enough!

Wu Cheng's blood pressure soared and he coughed twice angrily. Just whisper, why don't you just keep your voice lower?

Finally, he glared at Huai Shi angrily and pushed open the door in front of him.

In the reception room, the lighting is soft.

Ai Qing has been waiting for a long time.

Giselle behind the sofa looked like a newly appointed secretary, busy making tea and serving it.

"Please come in."

Huai Shi stood at the door and nodded to Ai Qing, then said to Wu Cheng, "You guys talk, I won't be involved in the rest of the matter."

Wu Cheng waved his hand impatiently, indicating that he could get away as far as he wanted.

Lucien was not even asked to stay.

I don’t know if they have faith in Ai Qing and Huai Shi’s character, or if they have some confidence.

Huaishi, on the other hand, took Lucien for a supper leisurely. Big Brother finally met him, so he had to treat him well.

And at eleven o'clock, another guest knocked on the door.

the second.

Then the third, fourth, fifth...

Until the deadline at twelve o'clock, the restaurant in the association, which was large enough for the entire orchestra to dine, was almost full.

In this closed space, everyone looked at each other.

It was as if we had made an appointment to skip class together the day before, but there was a lot of embarrassment during roll call. It was so small and so concerning, but it was quickly forgotten by everyone.

Among them, there are very few participants who come in person, and most of them send their own subordinates and representatives. Within the structure of the command bureau, many people have already dealt with each other, and now they meet , of course I will pick up on whatever is unpleasant... I won’t pretend anymore, let’s show off my cards, I just look down on you.

For a while, among the noisy voices, there was a tendency to complain and seek revenge.

And right at the front, Ai Qing was sitting in front of the table, staring at everything calmly.

Doesn't interfere.

Just watching, as if admiring.

Until someone really couldn't stand the chaotic atmosphere, knocked on the table, and asked dissatisfiedly: "Miss Ai, you went to such trouble to call everyone here, and it took so long, you have to talk about something, right?"

"No, I see you guys are having a lively chat, isn't that great?" Ai Qing replied with a half-smile, "Wouldn't it be better if we could reach a consensus through this?"

Seeing that the speaker wanted to retort, she interrupted him directly: "Besides, what I mean is very clear in the announcement, so you should be very clear."

"That's outrageous."

The questioner frowned, "Such harsh conditions are completely unacceptable to us."

"Then you don't have to come."

Ai Qing said calmly: "And please don't represent other people. It's just that you feel you can't accept it. If you're not satisfied, you can leave. I don't mind."

"..."

For a moment, the person who asked the question in the silence did not speak again, and did not even show any displeasure or anger, as if his face changed.

Anyway, he was just sent here to run errands, and it was just a way to convey dissatisfaction and stir up the atmosphere. If he really wanted to leave without coming to Taiwan, he would have spent so many years in the command bureau in vain.

Want face?

Why are you still a leader in the command bureau? Can you still be proud of being a leader?

"Hey, there's no need for everyone to be so stiff."

At this time, the person next to him stood up to smooth things over. Regardless of the fact that both parties didn't want to express their gratitude at all, the guy from the Financial Bureau still said with a smile: "How about we both take a few steps back. Since we can't accept the propositions of both parties, how about making some compromises and having limited communication? "

"No, my own opinions will not change." Ai Qing shook her head decisively.

"We can buy it." The person from the Financial Bureau said.

"Do I need money?"

Ai Qing laughed and looked at the door behind her.

"Among the people sitting outside this door, one of them is the newly promoted chairman of the board of directors of a Fortune 500 company. If I want money, it doesn't matter if I just ask him to close his eyes and press zero."

She paused and her tone became meaningful: "Besides, you won't mobilize public funds for this kind of thing, right?"

When he said this, his tone became softer, his pupils were raised, and he stared intently, as if expecting.

Next to him, gloating laughter sounded.

Camilla was already laughing so hard.

How brave are you, my friend, to directly bypass the process and mobilize public funds to meet your own purposes in front of a fictitious institution?

Besides, there are also people from the Taxation Department and the Current Resource Management Department here. If he dares to talk about an account, his underwear will be stripped off in less than a minute.

"Miss Ai, I have a question."

In the fleeting silence, Camilla, the agent from the Justice Bureau, seemed to be smiling. Her voice was low, not high-pitched, but it attracted everyone's attention in an instant.

"If I become your ally, will you provide me with other people's information?"

For a moment, there was silence in the room.

Only Camilla's smile remained.

At this moment, around them, a certain dark meaning hidden under the warm expressions emerged from the faces of those people, looking straight at Ai Qing.

The intelligence deterrence power from overhead agencies was put directly in front of everyone.

In the face of overhead agencies, all intelligence wars are meaningless. Even the darkest trump card will be exposed to the sun as long as there is the slightest clue.

Who among those who come here does not have such worries?

The seemingly curious question has placed a multiple-choice question in front of everyone - are they being coerced into becoming allies, or are they all attacking together to get rid of the most obstructive person?

"After Solomon quits, I'll think about it."

Ai Qing's smile did not change, without any hesitation.

Such a problem had been within her expectation from the beginning, and she was not surprised that someone would use this to make a problem - because this problem had no solution at all.

No matter how you answer it, word games cannot change reality.

The pen that Ms.

And at the same time, it is also a double-edged sword that threatens her safety at all times.

No one would allow a man to exist who knew all about his situation, no matter how many assurances he made, no one would believe him.

With her own camp weak, she is unable to control the overall situation and cannot deter spies.

Unless Ai Qing takes the initiative to hand over the authority of the fictitious organization, sooner or later someone will take advantage of her public appearance to get rid of her...

But now, this is her best chance.

With a threat like Solomon ahead, no one would be foolish enough to force an overhead institution to oppose itself.

At this time, you should show your threatening nature and calmly seek benefits. With the pressure and threats brought by Solomon, she was able to develop calmly and become a truly tough third party between the two camps.

Even in this process, if her goal cannot be achieved, she will not mind dragging others down...

This is a good time for her to take action.

Now, everyone understands this, but at the same time, they are helpless about her existence.

After Solomon, Ai Qing, who is on the alternate list, has truly become someone capable of controlling the situation...

"Oh, that's great."

Camilla seemed full of expectations and happily wanted to join Ai Qing, "How many organizations have joined forces with overhead organizations now?"

"This is also key information, and it can be made public after joining."

Ai Qing glanced at her indifferently, and her smile became weird: "Of course, there might not be one."

In the restaurant, Wu Cheng, who was drinking tea with his head down, couldn't help but roll his eyes, raised his eyes and glanced in the other direction, without saying anything.

Pretend not to hear.

"Ms. Ai Qing, this time we come with the greatest sincerity." At the front, the solemn middle-aged man said: "If you are willing to join us and share the authority of the overhead organization. We can start from the perspective of the proposition. Make the greatest concession—"

"Are you from the general office?" Ai Qing smiled: "Which of my suggestions can you agree to?"

The middle-aged man opened his mouth to speak, but was directly interrupted by Ai Qing.

“There is no need to play word games,” she said. “Can people in the office support the idea of ​​abolishing the central decision-making office?”

The middle-aged man said no more.

The office itself is an administrative agency that only exists as a central decision-making office. How could it possibly agree to such a request that is almost like asking them to dig their own grave?

"In this case, it will inevitably make everyone doubt your sincerity." The middle-aged man said bluntly: "Does the overhead institution intend to sell it at such a price?"

“The sincerity is there, but it takes reciprocal sincerity to take it away.”

Ai Qing glanced at him, expressionless: "Sincerity is expressed through actions, not words."

Camilla wanted to speak, but seemed to think of something and did not open her mouth again.

"Besides the troublemakers here, I think there are also people who come here with sincerity, right?" Ai Qing stood up, looked around, and looked at the eyes, "I don't want to appear too cold and stingy. Overhead institutions also have responsibilities and act to defend the status quo.

Therefore, any organization that comes here today will get detailed information about General Solomon's stronghold. The specific information is in the bag on the table at the entrance. You can pick it up when you leave, one copy per person.

Of course, other more detailed situations will need to be discussed separately.

Similarly, if anyone has sincerity and expectations and wants to have further negotiations, I will also arrange a time, hoping that it will not be as noisy as today. "

"And, finally, the most important thing."

She raised her voice and announced to everyone: "Even if you unite with us, there will be no binding terms or requirements other than accepting our proposition. In other words..."

She paused, admiring the stunned expressions, and smiled:

"—come and go freely."

In the hall outside the restaurant, unlike the hustle and bustle inside, it was actually solemn and cold outside.

All armed security members except the participants and their agents were denied entry behind the door and were left to wait.

Unlike the discussions and negotiations inside where money was being compared or there were hidden agendas, the atmosphere outside was simple and straightforward.

We are all tool people, working out to fight. We can chat when we can, and stay in a daze if we can't. Anyway, we just need to stay alert and wait for the signal to start filming.

On the contrary, it was Huai Shi who looked the most relaxed and happy. After all, it was his home court. From the beginning to now, he had not stopped eating fruits and even chatted with Lucien next to him.

"Speaking of which, brother, why are you taking a dip in the muddy water?"

"The archaeological team cooperates with the Abyss Development Bureau."

The big brother, who had eaten and drank enough for the late night snack, grinned and shrugged slightly: "You know Lao Wu, he wants to be promoted very much, but he is very timid..."

"It's because you're so happy when you see me, right?"

Huai Shi looked into his eyes and discerned the excitement that was eager to try: "At such an age, he still looks like a young man. It is really admirable."

"Of course, it's partly my fault." Lucien smiled slightly and didn't tell the difference. Instead, he pulled Huai Shi and continued to visit Amway in the extreme sports club.

Young man, you look like good material for hell and a good life. Come and die with us!

Anyway, that’s probably what it means…

In this regard, Huaishi can only express gratitude but not sensitivity.

No matter how much he loves to look for excitement, he will not go to hell to find death for nothing.

Think about where Lucien leads people in the archaeological team to drill every day. This is a big boss who can snatch the person of the year in the archeology community from Chu Hai's bowl...

Forget it, forget it, I really can’t afford it.

"How old are you?"

Huai Shi turned around and looked at the old man on the sofa on the other side, holding a flame-shaped sword and closing his eyes to relax.

The mercenary leader of Nightmare Eye, Avery.

Huai Shi asked: "I suddenly came to London this time. Are you on vacation? Or have you decided to retire?"

"Work."

Avery answered concisely and concisely, looking like a master who was too lazy to speak.

But Huaishi couldn't bear to be curious, so she leaned over and asked in a low voice: "By the way, is your old name Iverson or Iverley? Why is the information I found so mixed?"

"To register at the cemetery for the homeless, you need a code name." Avery said, "It's just a title, nothing to worry about."

Huaishi, dumbfounded.

The action of eating the melon stopped in place.

Good guy, let’s just give it a pseudonym. Did you change a single word when co-authoring it? !

And they often mix them together...

He finally knew where Raymond got that bad code name from! Co-authorship is a direct line from you...

"Is that shameful thing okay?" Avery suddenly asked.

"Of course it's good, it's great!" Huai Shi replied without hesitation, "The treatment of the Original Sin Legion is better than that of the Deep Space Legion. Every meal is full of meat and steamed buns. Now the deputy commander is so good that he doesn't even want to go back. Happy His stomach is so round, he smiles haha ​​when he meets everyone, and everyone says he is blessed..."

He gestured as he spoke, regardless of the fact that Avery's face next to him was getting more and more ugly.

The flame-shaped sword made a clanging sound.

Huai Shi didn't stop until he saw that the fire was almost done. If anything else, Ivery might just ignore his work and just go clean the door with his sword...

One thing to say, the truck driver has been a bit too laid-back recently, and he can even talk in his sleep like "Who is Huai Shi?"

It’s time to welcome a wave of social beatings...

Unfortunately, Mr. Everly didn't want to chat.

Huai Shi is not interested in talking alone.

I can only finally imitate him and close my eyes to rest.

But it didn't take long before I felt something falling on me.

A piece of melon seed peel.

He raised his eyes and looked at the chair not far away.

As if he was afraid that Huai Shi wouldn't notice him, the man who was eating melon seeds made a sound of "呲~呲~" from his teeth towards Huai Shi.

The melon seed shells were piled on the ground under my feet.

Completely, not realizing that the people around him had silently distanced themselves from themselves, as if they were afraid of something splashing on themselves.

In other words, he didn't care at all.

"Are you Huai Shi?"

Amitabh, the Indian man with layers of tattoos on his face, asked.

"Yes." Huai Shi nodded, pinched the skin of melon seeds on his body, and asked calmly: "What's the matter?"

"I've heard of you." Amitabh said, but his expression didn't show any admiration. Instead, he was extremely playful, as if he was admiring some rare animal.

"normal."

Huai Shi nodded, nonchalantly: "I'm very famous."

"Really? But some people always live up to their reputations..." Amitabh threw away the melon seed shells in his hand contemptuously, and then, as if he had reacted, he sincerely apologized: "Ah, I'm sorry, I don't speak very nicely."

Although he looked so contemptuous and joking on the surface, Huai Shi could clearly hear the extremely nervous heartbeat and the almost trembling pulse rhythm in his body.

Is it a deliberate provocation?

then what?

"It doesn't matter."

Huai Shi suddenly smiled: "I forgive you."

At that moment, shrill hallucinations burst out from everyone's ears, and an icy chill spread. It was as if an iron light flashed across Amitabh's neck.

It left a spreading red mark.

cut!

The coldness of death seemed to swallow up his soul in an instant. Amitabh's eyes widened dully, and he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound. He just subconsciously wanted to cover his neck to avoid the blood spurting out, leaving behind Catch the falling head.

But he didn't touch anything.

There was no blood, no wounds, and no beheadings.

Like an illusion.

he died.

But he is still alive...

Only the phantom pain spread and engraved into his bones, suffocating him and making it difficult to breathe.

After this moment of hallucination passed, everyone froze in place, hesitating whether they should draw their swords or not understanding what had just happened.

"What's wrong?"

Huai Shi stood beside him in confusion, looking at him holding his neck and gasping for breath, and asked in confusion: "Are you sick?"

He raised his hand...

In the non-existent scream, there was a flash of phantom light!

Behead!

The clear blood flew up from the reflection of everyone's eyes, and then fell, carrying the head with it. But that's just an illusion brought about by intuition and instinct.

Like bubbles in a dream, after a moment of confusion, it is no longer difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

Only Amitabh, who was beheaded again, twitched, staggered, fell from the chair and fell to the ground, twitching like a walking zombie.

Then, he saw Huai Shi extending his hand towards him.

The invisible sharp blade was aimed at his neck.

cut!

"I……"

Amitaba struggled to make a sound and wanted to speak. The next moment, he was swallowed up by the illusion brought by his intuition. He once again saw his blood spurting out and the dazzling scarlet flower.

Behead! Behead! Behead! Behead! Behead!

It was obviously an extremely normal movement, pulling him up from the ground warmly and magnanimously, but every movement, every detail, every change of limbs made people feel as if they were being embraced by the God of Death.

The terrifying illusions like Ling Chi gathered into a sea tide and rushed toward you!

The overly sensitive intuition and instinct of the sublimated person had been distorted and deceived by the cold murderous intention spreading from that person, and turned into a puppet at the fingertips.

He did nothing.

He doesn't even need to attack.

Just need, think.

As long as such an idea emerges from thinking, the beheading technique that is almost at the pinnacle of the world will naturally emerge from the opponent's fantasy.

Didn't even have time to react.

There is no room for thinking.

His mind and soul have all been captured by the death that has almost condensed into substance.

It's hard to breathe.

On the sofa, Avery, who had closed his eyes to rest, had opened his eyes and stared at Huai Shi's figure. The flame-shaped sword in his hand was clanking, as if he was hungry.

Surprisingly, it has already reached this level...

For a moment, he was almost unable to restrain the almost boiling animal nature in his heart, and wanted to show his claws, but soon, the cold blade returned to silence.

He closed his eyes.

On the ground, the trembling Amitabh had been gently lifted up by Huai Shi and put back on the chair.

The Lingchi-like beheading was over, but the cold shadow of despair still filled his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

"If you are sick, take a good rest, don't go out and run around, and remember to buy some cold medicine later."

Huai Shi patted his shoulder gently, put the melon seed shell into his hand, and closed his fingers for him: "Also, we must protect the environment.

Before leaving, pick up the things you threw away. "

In the silence, he had turned around and left. Only the cold sweat seeped out from Amitabh's forehead, across his cheeks, and stained wet marks from his collar.