Chapter 475 Chapter 472 A Solution

Seeing that there was no writing on the paper, Colonel Taff was unhappy. He balled the paper into a ball, threw it to the ground, and pushed the plate in front of him, saying angrily: "Unsatisfied? What's unsatisfactory? Didn't I report the whole story to the higher-ups?"

"You did, but everyone knows that the truth of the matter may not match your report."

"Is anyone going to investigate the truth?" Colonel Taff snorted, staring at Anzu and said: "Are you going to take over my job? Are you interested in the mess in Peicheng?"

"You are right about one thing: these are all messes in Peicheng. The higher-ups and I understand your feeling of not wanting to deal with the mess, and we feel the same way, but the key to the problem is not here." Anzu put the last piece of cake into his mouth, tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and said: "You are ... eyes, chewed and tasted it carefully, swallowed it, and finally licked his lips quickly with his tongue, then opened his eyes and said: "This cake is very good, especially when it is eaten hot."

"Don't play dumb with me here, just say what you want to say."

"You have been delayed in Peicheng for too long, and the company is very dissatisfied with this. It's like a good hot cake, you not only let it cool, but even let it become rotten. Huh, how can you eat it? The company's business in Peicheng is this cake, and you are the bad cook, or a waiter? Anyway, you delayed the diners from tasting this cake, so the higher-ups asked me to warn you."

"What did the board of directors say?"

"No, no, not the board of directors. The board of directors is not qualified to make such an important decision." Anzu spread out his ten fingers, his hand He placed his palms flat on the table, leaned back slightly, and said, "The decision was made by the Doomsday Meeting."

"Don't bluff me! The Doomsday Meeting - the one that is bigger than the shareholders' meeting? The four major companies held a Doomsday Meeting specifically for my three months in Peicheng? When was the last time they held a meeting? Let me think... fifteen years ago, right?"

"In your memory, it was indeed fifteen years ago. And you are right in your estimation, you are not qualified to have the Doomsday Meeting opened for you." Anzu said, "You should not forget the purpose of the Doomsday Meeting, right?"

"Of course I remember: to welcome the eternal doom... Anzu, do you believe in the so-called Doomsday Meeting? This doomsday prophecy and doomsday belief have been falsified in the period of gods. You and I are both beneficiaries of technological progress and development. We will not suddenly have a brain twitch, Have you become a believer in magic?"

"Magic does exist, but magic is also part of technology. I have never been lost, and I will never be lost in the future. I believe in technology, the management and strength of the company, and it is precisely because of this that I firmly believe that the 'end' will come and will come soon." Anzu rubbed his hands and said, "Unfortunately, most people do not have this precious vision, and are using their ignorance and arrogance to unintentionally block the arrival of the great end."

"You won't say that person is me, right?"

"I will say: that person is you." Anzu said: "During the three months you were in Peicheng, the company's original plan slowed down or even stagnated, and Peicheng was the beginning of the end plan and the locomotive of all subsequent plans. As for you, you became a piece of rotten wood blocking the railroad tracks. Three months of precious time were wasted by you."

"You are talking nonsense!" Colonel Taff waved his hand and hammered hard on the table. The table shattered in front of him, and the powder fell like ashes. "You said that my investigation delayed time? Do you think there are better investigators? Come on, tell me their names, surprise me or make me laugh! Go ahead!"

"Don't worry. You misunderstood me. You wasted time, but in the end you and I will agree that you are not not good enough, but not bad enough. If you replace someone with less investigation experience, the report that the Gardener Organization is the culprit will appear on the board of directors' table within three days. I gave you a mobile strike team so that you can come here to strike, not to take them to prostitutes. And my granddaughter likes the Wild Girls very much, but you actually chose them. "

"Correction, I didn't choose them, but they found me. I want to find Bai Moji the most, but that girl is alone, so it's not easy to start. If there are two or three more months, I will definitely be able to..."

"Two or three more months? Huh, Tafu, Tafu, you, the colonel, are too absent from your post." Anzu said: "A month ago, the board of directors sent you a letter asking you to complete the work in Peicheng immediately. Why didn't you follow it?"

"I have my own work schedule. And at that time I had submitted the report of the Gardener Organization, but the board of directors did not approve it, so I could only continue the investigation. What, you want to put the blame on me? "

"Ah... it's not interesting if you say that." The smile on Anzu's face quickly converged, and he said: "The end will decide to recycle your implants and reset your colonel position. Your efficiency value is too low, it is already below the tolerable bottom line."

"So, you are here to recycle me? How to recycle? Remove my implants?" Colonel Taf narrowed his eyes. He knew that the people in the Development Department were difficult to deal with, but they were also difficult to deal with, and there was no saying that one side was stronger than the other. "I have used these implants. Even if they can be removed, their efficiency will not reach one-third of the current level. Why, the company is willing to lose money?"

"You are wrong, you forget that technology can improve. Even if you are killed and the implants are removed from the body, there are ways to make them available again."

"In other words, the end will let you kill me?"

"You are wrong again. The Endgame has not specifically asked me to kill you, nor has it even been hinted at, but you have also seen that I can do things without restrictions. Therefore, I am the one who wants to kill you now, because That’s the fastest and easiest.”

"I'm afraid you can't do this yet." Colonel Taft looked at his fist, clenched it and then separated it. "If you and I really get into a fight, I'm afraid this branch building will turn to the ground. Do you think that situation will be a good thing or a bad thing for the end you are obsessed with?"

"Destroying Dingxin Magic's branch in Peicheng will definitely greatly affect the arrival of the end, which is a bad thing. But a fight between you and me will never lead to such a result." Anzu shook his head and said: " You should know that I have been hospitalized for some time. Do you know why?"

"I heard that you were severely injured in the Shadow Realm, and your body was almost destroyed. It was not easy to save you."

"That's half right. It should be said that I suffered a fatal blow in the shadow world and lost my life, but I still found a way to come back alive." Anzu smiled and said: "I won't tease you anymore. Tell me: I found the right path and am stronger than before. Taff, if I remember correctly, your implant ratio is 48%, right?"

"Almost. It has been improved by two points recently, almost half."

"Half, that's pretty good... The previous highest record was held by Tsuna Yoshira, reaching 91.5%. He was once the most powerful augmented person in the world, and also the most expensive augmented person to use. But now the new record is 117%, created by me, and I don’t think anyone can surpass it in the short term.”

"Nonsense! Even if all are replaced, it's still only 100%. How can it be exceeded?"

"On the basis of all replacements, there is an extra part." Anzu lowered his head slightly, exposing the top of his head. His hair fell away and his skull was opened. There was no brain inside, but an unknown substance with blue light. "117%, I no longer have the body to bear the side effects of Ying Cong, so it doesn't matter. I am Ying Cong, and Ying Cong is me. Tafu, you can't even imagine how advanced technology has become."

After seeing the situation inside Anzu's head, Colonel Taft finally began to become nervous. Of all the replaceable organs in the body, the brain is the most difficult to replace. It can also be said to be a 100% insurmountable barrier. Since ancient times, only partial implants can be inserted into the brain, or the skull can be replaced, like information spies. The brain is always subject to side effects and can never escape them.

An implant that can replace brain function has never been found, and technology that can transfer personality and memory has never been developed, so Colonel Taff is very curious about what those blue things in Anzu's head are. However, now is not the time for intellectual curiosity to explode, but for survival. If Anzu really had a transformation rate of 117%, even if he was bragging, it was actually only 85%, Tafu would have to face a life-and-death battle today.

"I am useful to the board of directors, shareholders' meetings and final meetings. I can definitely correct my mistakes, concentrate on work, and create value. I can definitely cut off the burden on my lower body (I can put it back on later anyway), and I hope that eventually I can Consider this as appropriate and give me the opportunity to make meritorious deeds.”

"Impossible." Anzu shook his head and said: "Your people are outside and have been suppressed by my people. They are willing to sever ties with you and resolutely obey the decision of the board of directors. Taf, your title of colonel has been officially Cancellation, with all appointments and privileges withdrawn, is your best option so that the death protection promised to your family and company remains in effect.”

"Are you saying that if I don't commit suicide, the company will even be prepared to give up on the things it promised me?"

"Yes." Anzu nodded.

"You are so shameless. You admit it directly without any shame! You don't even do any superficial tricks!"

"There is really no need for that." Anzu said: "If I want to kill you, you have no choice but to die. Thank you for entertaining me, I can let you leave your last words - provided you choose to commit suicide."

"I don't want to die," Taff stood up, everything around him twisting with his power. "I won't die today either."

"Oh." Anzu has been pressing his hands on the table. He is still pressing it now, but a light blue light is emitting from the gap between his palms and the table.

The window of this restaurant private room was illuminated by a burst of blue light. This light only lasted for a moment, and then quickly disappeared, completely obscured by the neon lights and advertising spotlights in the wild. If anyone was observing at this time, they would see Anzu standing up and walking gracefully in front of Tafu. Taff was stiff and motionless, still retaining the thoughts and movements he had when he breathed his last.

Anzu took out a band from his cuff, tied it to Taff's forehead, and circled it in a circle. After the straps are connected end to end, a row of small green lights will light up on the surface. The straps then tightened and thrust steel needles inward, penetrating Taff's brain and damaging his nervous system. With a "command" from his brain, Taff stopped all physical activities used to maintain life. His body went limp and Anzu placed him on a chair.

After completing the mission, the steel needle retracted and the belt was retracted by Anzu. Without a very detailed inspection, no trace of the steel needle can be found. But this is not important, because an autopsy is an internal matter within the company, and Anzu can definitely control it.

"Let the recovery team come over, everything is done here." Anzu raised his wrist and spoke to it: "Notify the local business personnel that Taf followed me back, let them catch up as soon as possible and promote the Pioneer Plan."

"Lord Anzu, how should we deal with the fact that Taf sold the list of Peicheng mercenaries?"

"Sell it, give the money to the Peicheng branch, and use it to promote the Pioneer Plan. Then throw the list out directly after a few days, we don't need that kind of thing." Anzu thought for a while and said: "Once the mercenaries are in chaos, everyone will need execution puppets and life-saving weapons, which is good for the Pioneer Plan."

Colonel Taf died quietly, and not many people even knew about it inside Dingxin Mochuang. Even if they knew it later, they didn't know that he died on this day and in Peicheng. If the news of his death could be spread earlier, Zhuang Xuteng might have killed fewer two people.

Scozan and Taco fell in a pool of blood, and there was another person beside them. According to facial analysis, this person was also a mercenary, but he belonged to another middleman. Judging from the box of platinum coins he brought, he wanted to buy some intelligence, or directly bribe these two people. Zhuang Xuteng didn't know whether Skozan and Taco agreed to the deal, nor did he know what they were going to sell, but he believed that the deal was terminated by himself.

The actual battle process was quite short because they let Zhuang Xuteng get too close. There was a deliberate plan, and he sneaked in to do it. One person died in the bathroom, and he couldn't finish urinating; another died from a steel wire rope strangulation around his neck, and the spinal ganglion was hit by a dagger. The last one heard the phone ring, and just lowered his head and raised his head, and his head was smashed by the armor-piercing hammer.

Zhuang Xuteng didn't like this action, but he wouldn't be swayed by emotions, and he wouldn't be absent from the professionalism he should have. The bodies of the two "own people" couldn't be left here, so he called Lucy to send on-site processing personnel to deal with it. As for the third party who met in the hotel room, it would be enough to make a scene of murder for money.

"Nake," Nightingale said in the encrypted channel, "No suspicious information came in, no dangerous information went out, everything is under control. You did a good job, no surveillance saw you. How did you do it?"

"A little secret." Zhuang Xuteng forced a smile and shook off the blood on the armor-breaking hammer. "How long will it take for the follow-up personnel to arrive?"

"They will be around the corner in fifteen minutes." Nightingale thought for a while and asked, "What should we do with the things in the room?"

"That's our spoils of war." Zhuang Xuteng looked at the box of platinum coins and said, "As usual, prepare a container to isolate the shadow from the equipment and divide up the things here. Work is still work, work is work, and work is just work."

"Are you saying something?" Nightingale asked.

"It doesn't matter whether there is one or not. Tomorrow will always come, and we must always welcome it."