Remember [New] for a second,! In the silent office, a crisp bell rang.

Immediately afterwards, a soft female voice echoed in the air: "Mr. Yegor, the communication from the Deep Management Department, do you want to intervene?"

"reject."

Yegor looked at the report on the table and answered without looking up.

Communication is cut off.

But soon, the bell rang again, causing Yegor to put down the pen in his hand unpleasantly.

"Deep Management insists on its own visit, Mr. Yegor, is it refusal?" Zhizhi asked.

"…"

The old man rubbed the bridge of his nose, let out a irritable breath, waved his hand, and signaled to connect.

So, the projection from the management department landed on the opposite side of Yegor's desk. The slightly thin old man was straight, and the dark gray eyes in the deep-set eyes looked straight at Yegor, and even Never had a polite smile. .

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

"Why do you have to pass Huai Shi's approval?" Emmanuel was expressionless.

"Why not pass?"

Yegor asked knowingly, "Isn't it reasonable to be the commander of the Legion of Original Sin to recruit felons from Trench Prison?

If I were to say, similar situations, you should have understood it long ago when we passed the resolution to reorganize the original sin. I remember it was you who initiated it at the time, right?

Why are you opposing it now? "

"Is this a thing?"

Emmanuel frowned: "Reorganizing the Original Sin Legion, the Authority can make concessions to the Heavenly Kingdom genealogy and express our attitude. But now, we must also express our attitude!

We can make concessions to the pedigree of the kingdom of heaven, because the monument of the Utopia is especially so, but why should we make concessions to the Green Sun? That lunatic Perron is the biggest destabilizing factor in the current situation! "

"That's why it's even more important to stabilize him."

Yegor said: "The Authority can make concessions to anyone in order to achieve its goals. Isn't compromise synonymous with politics?"

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

"I think so." Yegor replied coldly.

"I need a reason."

Emmanuel did not waver, "The decision-making room is not your voice, Yegor. If your position is shaken, I am afraid I can no longer support you."

Yegor did not speak.

Just be silent.

look at him.

Immanuel also showed no weakness and waited.

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

On the cover, there is only a top-secret seal and the mark of Rainbow Light.

—Three Blockades Rainbow Bridge!

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

"Isn't this something that was expected?"

Although Emmanuel frowned slightly, he did not panic.

In fact, such a situation was already anticipated by the governing bureau, so it was natural to be prepared.

After all, time and the future have always been an ambiguous field, both from a miraculous point of view and from a scholarly perspective, littered with contradictory theories and seemingly plausible explanations. Although she dresses up gorgeously and helps a lot, she actually looks like a **** who can't be trusted and depended on.

The key is how to avoid it being used by the opponent.

In terms of cost performance and efficiency, this is the best way - if you don't want to get caught up in the calculations and time-space paradoxes like lasagna, then you might as well simply ban this thing.

I don't need it, and neither do you.

Therefore, before the start of the war, the two sides had already begun to interfere in various ways on the way of observation in time.

During this period of time, even Vice President Isaac was recruited by Rainbow Bridge and resumed his old business, throwing various differences and possibilities into the future.

The quantum interference of scholars, the turbulent future of miracles, the time mirroring of the Rainbow Bridge, and the authoritative and infinite corridors, as well as the space-time noise constantly created in hell, and even the fog brought by the deep tides, all make the future blurred. can no longer be used.

So much so... Tomorrow News and Yesterday Express have stopped most of the high-end services and only kept the basic business.

But under this situation, Rainbow Bridge can still observe several completely different forces interspersed between the future and the past. , the characteristic is clear…

White Emperor.

The phoenix sleeping in the dragon vein has ushered in the key to transformation. Her soul is constantly shuttled between the past, the present, the future, and even countless possible and parallel worlds, getting lost in the changing universe.

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

Maybe hundreds of years, maybe the next second.

These numerous variables can no longer be included in the plan and can only be monitored as an exception.

But for the governing bureau, as long as the overall situation can be maintained stable, other minor flaws do not need to be too demanding.

only…

"This time is different."

Yegor sighed softly, "It always feels like something is different, something we have overlooked, Emmanuel."

"You told me this is your intuition?" Emmanuel's cold face evoked an inexhaustible arc, and he couldn't help mocking.

"No, you can use it as a conspirator's instinct."

Yegor shook his head and knocked on the table: "It's not just me, the House of Survival has also moved the time of the Doomsday Clock forward, for an unknown reason, for a full twenty-one minutes...

Now, we are only an hour away from the annihilation of midnight. "

"Emanuel, you want a reason, this is my reason."

He said: "At this juncture, I don't want any surprises, and at the same time, we need to tap all the forces that can be tapped, use all the arms that can be used..."

"Even if it's a green day?"

"Yes, even if it's a green day."

"How much will you have to retreat after this step?" Emmanuel asked.

"This is my problem, not yours."

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

"It's time for you to go, I still have work." He waved his hand and finally said goodbye: "I sincerely hope that such a thing will not happen again."

"That's what I mean too."

Emmanuel's projection dissipated into the void.

The office returned to silence.

Never indulging in anger and helplessness, Yegor sighed silently, lowered his head, and continued to devote himself to his work.

Work.

Work continues.

.

.

The midday sun shone down from the sky and set on the bustling streets, and men in suits stepped out of the crowd in front of the store, carrying paper bags and twice as much iced coffee.

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 in it. "Today is a good day for you to be in the limelight. The teacher invited you to dinner. Why don't you eat more?"

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

Huai Shi's eyes twitched wildly, looking at the contents of the bag: "I just bought a few, how about the chickens?"

"You can at least kill chickens and eat them. What's the use of raising you? You can't even earn a pension, so you can eat some."

Russell glanced at him and shook his head dissatisfiedly: "Besides, how good is taco, high-calorie, delicious, can hold everything, and is convenient, even if it is cold and put in the microwave for two turns, the taste is still amazing, it is simply harmonious. The social and animal gospel side by side like pizza...Come, say, thank you Taco!"

"The taste is okay, but with such a small amount, I might as well eat pancakes and fruits."

"Okay, next time you please."

"…forget it."

Huai Shi shook his head and began to regret believing in the integrity and conscience of this old thing.

In this way, after the two of them had a meal with coffee and taco at the street shop casually, Huai Shi wiped his mouth and finally asked, "You arranged it?"

"what?"

"The one on the overhead floor, Schweiger?"

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

Russell was shocked: "Ms. X is very serious about her own acre of land - no one wants to put your hand in it. If this word spreads, I will be targeted by wearing small shoes."

"Then what's the matter?"

Huai Shi frowned: "A person in charge of an overhead floor tried me out for no reason? Political speculation? Is it unnecessary, or is there another purpose?"

"who knows?"

Russell shrugged, holding the taco in his hand, and said casually: "Look, I recently said on the Internet: In Dongxia, there is an allusion called, 'The child said in the river, the deceased is like a sifu', it means Those who have the ability, as long as they sit on the shore, they can see the corpses of their enemies floating in a steady stream from the water..."

"What an old stalk." 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, just sit next to it and watch the fun, and people keep sending it over, making me pretend.

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

"You should get used to it sooner too."

He stretched out his hand and patted Huai Shi on the shoulder: "You are the face of the Heavenly Kingdom genealogy, you only need to be in charge of pretending, you don't need to worry too much."

"So, feel free to go to work."

He tilted his head, lit his pipe, hummed a vague rock, narrowed his eyes, and enjoyed the afternoon sun.

The rest, leave it to me.

.

.

Almost at the same time.

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

"Is there anyone here?" Ai Qing asked.

"Please feel free."

Schweiger's movements did not stop. After eating the portion in his hand, he opened the lunch box next to him again.

The smoked salmon and beef sandwich, cut into three pieces, is calculated to have enough calories for an afternoon's work and 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 and dislikes and my senses do not determine the final findings."

Schweiger is still calm, or in other words, indifferent, refusing people thousands of miles away, and doesn't care about the relationship between himself and his colleagues, "If there is a problem with Huai Shi, I will point out that if he doesn't, then he is innocent. It's not up to me what happens in the end."

"But that's not enough to draw conclusions and conclusions, is it?"

Ai Qing asked back, "In my words, according to the standard procedures, the current investigation is not enough to draw a conclusion 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, not yours."

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

Ai Qing solemnly reminded: "Even if this result is reached in the end, it cannot hide the fact that you interfered with my work."

"Isn't that just the right proof for you? You should be happy."

"Then do you think I'm happy?"

Ai Qing smiled, but there was no warmth in the smile: "You said that you know the relationship between us, but I don't think you are. Mr. Schweiger, if I explain it to you bluntly, you can understand it as - he It's mine."

She said, "I never like people making excuses to touch my things, whether for his own good or to destroy him."

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

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

"…"

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

Looking at Ai Qing in astonishment, for the first time, there was something other than the mask-like calmness.

As if unbelievable.

He made a gesture to signal her to wait for a while, then after eating the contents of his mouth, he took a sip of water and sighed lightly: "Miss Ai, I have to say, your perspective and views on... relationship issues are really different. It's...refreshing."

Ai Qing didn't speak, just waited quietly.

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

"Wanyanhui, have you heard of it?"

"…"

Ai Qing frowned: "If you don't change the subject, as far as I know, there are two, one of which is the alchemist group in BC, and the second is the organization established by the current freezers. It was completely wiped out by the ruling bureau a few years ago, I remember that this was your responsibility..."

Her words stopped abruptly, as if remembering something.

stunned.

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

"That was the only mistake I've ever made at work in my life, a small mistake, just eight minutes of error, and it came to nothing.

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

Schweiger closed the lid of his food container 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 annihilated, the remnants and accomplices with blood debts have fled across the border, hiding in **** and abyss, with nowhere to look.

For so many years, day after day of searching, trying to restart the investigation of the Wanyan Society, until today, Schweiger has become the person in charge of Office 3.

But still can't recover what was lost.

corpses in a pool of blood.

Those empty pupils...

The pain engraved in the soul, the inescapable rift, the wailing and gasping between nightmares... That's something called despair.

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

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

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

That's a photo of the spotlight.

Records from the abyss gambling, on the burning battlefield, with the corpses of countless freezers and the lord of the crowd, celebrating the victory that belongs to the present situation.

It was difficult for Ai Qing to tell who was a member of the Ten Thousand Eyes Society.

But they were all killed anyway.

In the cruelest way possible...

Behead!

The headless corpse was hung in the wind, slowly decaying, and eventually, burnt to the ground. And the sinful soul wailed in the ruins, and in despair, it turned into nothingness.

"To this day, he may still not know what he has done, how important these casual things are to me. But that doesn't stop me. I am deeply grateful to him."

Schweiger said, "Because of my status, we have to keep a distance between us, I can't thank him in person, and because of my duties and ethics, I can't be inclined at work.

A slightly reckless conclusion may be the only reward I can make. "

Is that look happy or sad?

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

Perhaps, both.

"As you can see, I didn't show any respect for him, and I didn't give anything to be thankful for. It was just a mistake."

Schweiger murmured softly, "This is the second mistake in my career. It's ridiculous to use one mistake to make up for another.

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, has he?"

"I hope so."

Schweiger got up, patted the residue on his knees, looked at the old lady who was standing in the distance smoking a cigarette, and sighed helplessly: "The old lady is here to scold, I have to be sensible, and hurry up.

Hope this is the last communication between our work, Miss Ai, it's time for you to go to work too. "

"As you wish."

Ai Qing nodded and stood up.

Just before parting, Schweiger seemed unintentional, and finally said: "By the way, it is implied that among the people I investigate, there are your colleagues."

He said, "I think you should be careful."

Before the subtle voice could be discerned, Schweiger had already left, leaving Ai Qing in place, stagnant for a while.

colleague?

Someone on the overhead floor wants to investigate Huaishi?

wrong.

His subject is 'you', not 'we'.

That is to say...

During the march, Ai Qing's brows moved slightly without a trace, and her originally slightly relaxed mood became tense again. I didn't expect that, Schweiger, did he even find this?

The sense of smell is so terrifying, it can only be said that it is worthy of being the 'hyena of the decision-making room'.

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

—Like myself, a member of the 'Pioneer Association'.

"Things are starting to get messy."

Ai Qing sighed softly and walked into the dark corridor.

Disappeared in a complex labyrinth-like mechanism.

work, started.

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