Chapter 1305 Chapter 1303 Work and Colleagues

In the quiet office, a crisp bell rang.

Immediately afterwards, a soft female voice echoed in the air: "Mr. Yegor, are you receiving the communication from the Advanced Management Department?"

"reject."

Yegor looked at the report on the table and answered without raising his head.

Communication is cut off.

But soon, the bell rang again, making Yegor put down the pen in his hand unhappily.

"The Deep Management Department insists on its own visit, Mr. Yegor, do you want to refuse?" Smart asked.

"..."

The old man rubbed the bridge of his nose, let out an irritated breath, and waved his hand to indicate that the call was connected.

Then, a projection from the management department came across Yegor's desk. The slightly skinny old man stood upright, with a pair of gloomy gray eyes in the deep hole, looking straight at Yegor, even Never smiled politely.

"Minister Emmanuel, what are you doing?" Yegor asked: "I don't think you are here to invite me to lunch and discuss the weather."

"Why do you need to pass Huaishi's approval?" Emmanuel's face was expressionless.

"Why not pass?"

Yegor asked knowingly, "As the commander of the Original Sin Legion, isn't it reasonable to recruit serious criminals from the Trench Prison?

Let me tell you, you should have understood this situation as early as when we passed the resolution to reorganize original sin. I remember you were the initiator at that time, right?

Why are you opposing it now? "

"Is this the same thing?"

Emmanuel frowned: "Reorganizing the Original Sin Legion, the Administration can make concessions to the Kingdom of Heaven lineage and show our attitude. But now, we must also express our attitude!

We can make concessions to the lineage of the Kingdom of Heaven, because the monuments of the Utopia are especially there, but why should we make concessions to the Green Sun? That lunatic Perun is the biggest unstable factor in the current situation! "

"That's why we need to keep him stable."

Yegor said: "In order to achieve its goals, the Administrative Bureau can make concessions to anyone. Isn't compromise synonymous with politics?"

Emmanuel emphasized coldly: "The premise is that it is necessary."

"I think so." Yegor replied coldly.

"I need a reason."

Emmanuel remained unwavering, "The decision-making room is not your place, Yegor. If your position wavers, I'm afraid I can no longer support you."

Yegor said nothing.

Just silence.

Look at him.

Emmanuel showed no sign of weakness and waited.

Until Yegor reached out, opened the drawer next to him, and dropped a report on the table.

On the cover, there is only a top-secret seal and the Hongguang mark.

——Three major blockades·Rainbow Bridge!

"This is a report submitted by the Doomsday Guard two weeks ago, once a day, but the content has not changed." Yegor said: "The time observation of the Rainbow Bridge has been interfered with, and the signal sent from the future to the present has been It is getting weaker and weaker, and even faults are beginning to appear, so preparations must be made in advance.”

"Isn't this something that was expected?"

Although Emmanuel frowned slightly, he did not panic.

Such a situation had actually been anticipated by the governing bureau, so it was natural to be prepared.

After all, whether from the perspective of miracles or from the perspective of scholars, time and the future have always been an ambiguous field, filled with a large number of contradictory theories and numerous seemingly self-justifying explanations. Although she looks gorgeous and helps a lot, she actually looks like a useless bitch and is not worthy of trust or reliance.

The key is how to prevent it from being exploited by adversaries.

In terms of cost performance and efficiency, this is the best way - if you don't want to fall into the same calculations and space-time paradox as a thousand-layer cake, then it is better to simply BAN this thing.

I don’t need it, and you don’t need it either.

Therefore, before the war began, both sides had already begun to interfere with the observation methods of time in various ways.

During this period of time, even Vice Principal Isaac was recruited by Rainbow Bridge to return to his old business and throw various differences and possibilities into the future.

The quantum interference of scholars, the future chaos of miracles, the time mirror of the Rainbow Bridge, and the authoritative infinite corridor, as well as the space-time noise constantly created in hell, and even the fog brought by the depth tide, all make the future blurry. Cannot be reused.

So...Tomorrow News and Yesterday Express have stopped most of their high-end services and only retained basic business.

But under this situation, Rainbow Bridge can still observe several completely different forces interspersing between the future and the past. Some of them have no idea where they came from and are being urgently investigated and searched for. Others , the characteristics are distinctive...

Bai Dizi.

The Phoenix sleeping in the dragon's veins has ushered in the key to transformation. Her soul is constantly shuttling between the past, the present, the future, and even countless possibilities and parallel worlds, getting lost in the changing everything.

No one can say how long this situation will last or when she will be able to come back.

Maybe hundreds of years, maybe the next second.

These numerous variables cannot be included in the plan and can only be monitored as special cases.

But for the governing bureau, as long as it can maintain the overall stability, other small flaws do not need to be too demanding.

only……

"This time is different."

Yegor sighed softly, "I always feel that something is different, that something has been overlooked by us, Emmanuel."

"You told me this was your intuition?" Emmanuel's cold face curved slightly, and he couldn't help but mock.

"No, you can think of it as a schemer's instinct."

Yegor shook his head and knocked on the table: "Not just me, the Survival Institute has also pushed the time of the Doomsday Clock forward. For unknown reasons, it has been pushed forward for a full twenty-one minutes...

Now, we are only one hour away from the midnight of destruction. "

"Emmanuel, you want a reason, and this is my reason."

He said: "At this juncture, I don't want any accidents to occur. At the same time, we need to explore all the power we can and use all the help we can..."

"Even Green Day?"

"Yes, even Green Sun."

"But if you take this step back, how much more will you have to take back?" Emmanuel asked.

"This is my problem, not yours."

Yegor looked at him: "As you said, the decision-making room is indeed not my place, Emmanuel. But aren't your objections enough?"

"It's time for you to go, I still have work." He waved his hand and said goodbye finally: "I sincerely hope that this kind of thing will never happen again."

"That's what I mean too."

Immanuel's projection dissipated into the void.

Silence returned to the office.

Instead of wallowing in anger and helplessness, Yegor sighed silently, lowered his head, and continued to devote himself to his work.

Work.

The work continues.

The midday sun shines down from the sky and sets on the bustling streets. A man in a suit walks out of the crowd queuing in front of the store, carrying a paper bag and two cups of iced coffee in his hand.

put it on the table.

"Come on, while it's hot." Russell rubbed his hands, opened the paper bag first, and took out the lunch, "Today is a good day for you to be in the limelight. The teacher invites you to dinner, so you should eat more, right?"

"You treat me to dinner... just a beef burrito?"

The corners of Huai Shi's eyes were twitching wildly as she looked at the contents of the bag: "Why don't you just buy a few and feed them to the chickens?"

"At least you can kill chickens and eat them. What's the point of raising you? You can't even earn back your pension. You can just eat some chickens."

Russell glanced at him and shook his head dissatisfied: "Besides, Taco is so good. It's high in calories, delicious, can hold everything, and is convenient. Even if it cools down and is put in the microwave twice, it still tastes great. It's almost the same. Social animal gospel juxtaposed like pizza... Come on, say, thank you Taco!”

"The taste is okay, but the portion is so small, I might as well eat pancakes and fruit."

"Okay, please do it next time."

"……forget it."

Huai Shi shook his head and began to regret believing that this old guy had any moral integrity and conscience.

After the two of them had a casual meal at a street shop over coffee and tacos, Huai Shi wiped his mouth and finally asked, "Did you arrange it?"

"What?"

"The one on the elevated floor, Schweiger?"

"Hey, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense."

Russell was shocked: "Ms.

"Then what's going on?"

Huai Shi frowned: "A person in charge of an elevated floor is trying to be nice to me for no reason? Political speculation? Isn't it necessary? Or is there another purpose?"

"who knows?"

Russell shrugged, held the taco in his hand, and said casually: "Look, I recently read on the Internet that in Eastern Xia, there is an allusion called, 'The son said on the river, the deceased is like a husband', which means Those who have the ability can just sit on the shore and see the corpses of their enemies floating in the water..."

"What an old joke." Huai Shi shivered politely, indicating that he was cold.

"The truth is the same."

Russell laughed and spread his hands: "Look, like me, I don't do anything, I just sit and watch the excitement, and people keep sending me over to show off.

The life of a strong man is really full of troubles——"

"You should get used to it soon."

He stretched out his hand and patted Huai Shi on the shoulder: "You are the face of the heavenly pedigree. You only need to be responsible for showing off. You don't need to worry too much."

"So, go to work with peace of mind."

He tilted his head, lit his pipe, hummed some vague rock music, squinted his eyes, and enjoyed the afternoon sunshine.

Leave the rest to me.

Almost at the same time.

On the central terrace of the bureau, Schweiger heard the sound of knocking on the table next to him.

"Is there anyone here?" Ai Qing asked.

"Please feel free to do so."

Schweiger didn't hesitate, finished the portion in his hand, and opened the lunch box next to him again.

The smoked salmon and beef sandwich, cut into three pieces, calculated to be enough calories to last through the afternoon and provide just the right amount of hunger after get off work.

Precise nutritional results.

"Is it convenient to talk?" Ai Qing asked.

"It's not necessary, it's just work. My personal likes, dislikes and senses cannot determine the final outcome of the investigation."

Schweiger remains calm, or in other words, cold and distant, and does not care about the relationship between himself and his colleagues. “If Huai Shi has a problem, I will point it out. If he doesn’t, then he is innocent. What it turns into in the end is not up to me.”

"But that's not enough to make a conclusion and a conclusion, is it?"

Ai Qing asked, "If it were me, according to standard procedures, the current investigation is not enough to completely conclude that Huai Shi is innocent, and further observation and monitoring are needed.

In other words, your report already contains your subjective judgment.

I just want to know why. "

Schweiger paused for a moment, then continued chewing: "This is my job and has nothing to do with you."

"No, that's my job, Mr. Schweiger, and you've exceeded your authority twice."

Ai Qing reminded seriously: "Even if we get this result in the end, it can't cover up the fact that you interfered with my work content."

"Doesn't this provide you with just the right evidence? You should be happy."

"Then do you think I'm happy?"

Ai Qing smiled, but there was no warmth in her smile: "You said you know the relationship between us, but I think you don't. Mr. Schweiger, if I explain it to you more straightforwardly, you can understand it as—— He’s my thing.”

She said, "I never like others to find excuses to touch my things, whether it's for their own good or to destroy them."

"Now, I need a reason, Herr Karlheinz Schweiger."

Ai Qing raised her eyes, looked at him, and asked solemnly: "If you don't want to become my enemy, can you please tell me why?"

"..."

Schweiger was silent, as if he had even forgotten to chew.

Looking at Ai Qing in astonishment, for the first time, other expressions other than the mask-like calm appeared.

It seems unbelievable.

He made a gesture to signal her to wait a moment, then after eating what was in his mouth, he took a sip of water and sighed softly: "Miss Ai, I have to say that your perspective and views on...emotional issues are really... It’s… refreshing.”

Ai Qing didn't speak, just waited quietly.

Until he knocked on the table and after pondering for a long time, he said one word.

"Wanyanhui, have you heard of it?"

"..."

Ai Qing frowned: "If you are not changing the subject, as far as I know, there are two in total, one of which is the alchemist group in BC, and the second is the organization established by the solidifiers in the current situation. It was completely wiped out by the command bureau years ago, and I remember that this was your fault..."

Her words stopped suddenly, as if she remembered something.

Shocked.

According to the files she knew - Schweiger's wife, daughter and parents died in the desperate counterattack and revenge of the Ten Thousand Eyes Society.

“That was the only mistake I ever made in my life, a very small mistake, just an eight-minute error, which resulted in a complete failure.

I've been repenting for those eight minutes my whole life, Miss Ai. "

Schweiger closed the lid of his food box and put it in his bag.

"Unfortunately, it's too late," he said.

After the main body of the Ten Thousand Eyes Society was completely wiped out, the remnants and accomplices carrying blood debts have fled across the border, hiding in hell and abyss, nowhere to be found.

After so many years of searching day after day, and constantly trying to restart the investigation against the Ten Thousand Eyes Society, until today, Schweiger has become the person in charge of Office No. 3.

But still can't recover everything lost.

Those bodies in the pool of blood.

Those empty pupils...

The pain engraved in the soul, the cracks that cannot be circumvented, the screams and gasps between nightmares... that is something called despair.

"I... don't understand." Ai Qing shook her head.

"Of course you don't understand, no one will."

Schweiger opened his wallet, pulled out one of the newspaper clippings, and pushed it over the table: "What a surprise it was when I found their corpses in the report about Mr. Huai Shi——"

That's a photo taken from the current situation.

From the record of Gambling in the Abyss, on the burning battlefield, with the corpses of countless Solidifiers and Lords of the Swarm, celebrating the victory that belongs to the current situation.

Ai Qing could not tell who among them was a member of the Wanyan Society.

But they were all killed anyway.

In the most cruel way...

Behead!

The headless corpse was hung in the wind, gradually rotting, and eventually burned. And the sinful souls were wailing in the ruins, and in despair, they turned into nothingness.

"To this day, he may still not know what he did and how important these casual things are to me. But that doesn't stop me from being... deeply grateful to him."

Schweiger said, “Due to my status, we must keep a distance from each other. I cannot express my gratitude to him in person, and out of duty and ethics, I cannot be biased in my work.

A somewhat reckless conclusion may be the only repayment I can do. "

Is that expression joyful or sad?

Ai Qing was silent, it was really hard to tell the difference. Perhaps, it was just because she had been calm for so long and waited so long that she forgot the difference between smiling and crying.

Perhaps, both.

"As you can see, I didn't show any mercy to him, and I didn't put in any effort worthy of gratitude. This was just a mistake."

Schweiger murmured softly, "This is the second mistake in my working life. Using one mistake to compensate for another mistake is too ridiculous.

I just hope he doesn't make me regret it. "

"Don't worry, he won't."

Ai Qing shook her head: "He has never disappointed anyone, right?"

"I hope so."

Schweiger stood up, patted the residue on his knees, looked at the old lady standing smoking in the distance, and sighed helplessly: "The old lady is here to curse, I have to be more sensible and get there quickly.

I hope this is the last communication between us at work. Miss Ai, it's time for you to go to work. "

"As you wish."

Ai Qing nodded and stood up.

But before parting ways, Schweiger finally said as if it was unintentional: "By the way, one of the people who hinted me to conduct an investigation is your colleague."

He said, "I think you should pay more attention."

Before the subtle voice could be distinguished, Schweiger had already left, leaving Ai Qing in place, slightly stagnant.

colleague?

Anyone on the elevated floor wants to investigate Huai Shi?

wrong.

His subject is ‘you’, not ‘us’.

That is to say...

During the march, Ai Qing's brows moved slightly, and her originally relaxed mood became tense again. I totally didn’t expect that guy Schweiger to even find out this?

The sense of smell is so terrifying that I can only say that he is worthy of being the ‘hyena of the decision-making room’.

And the 'colleagues' he refers to may only have one meaning.

——Same as myself, directly under the leadership of the ‘Pioneer Committee’.

"Things are starting to get troublesome."

Ai Qing sighed and walked into the dark corridor.

Disappearing into a complex labyrinth of institutions.

Work has begun.