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When Huai Shi resolved the troublesome matters in the Sustained Hospital, or, in other words, habitually put it aside and pretended that nothing happened, she walked out of the designated hospital of the Sustained Hospital with a refreshing breath, breathing the fresh air of the morning. , just feel a burst of refreshing.

No matter how many times I have experienced it, this feeling of being discharged from the hospital is really refreshing.

But at the moment of feeling like this, it will be a little sad.

A normal person who has nothing to do and live in a hospital like a hotel, especially the ward of the surviving hospital - the technology is so high that it is difficult to die, but most people have a hard time coming out alive after entering...

Beyond the tidy streets full of traffic, there is a meandering river, the most famous Jian River in the city.

It is said that hundreds of years ago, there were still people who wanted to build a university here. As a result, due to the chaos caused by the fall of the gods, the entire three islands of London became six islands, and a large area of ​​no-man’s land and disaster area made this place. It turned into a mess, and the university thing was gone.

Every time I recall it, I can't help but sigh, which is a great regret in the cultural and educational undertakings.

Up to now, hundreds of years later, the Liudao area is still sparsely populated, except for a few cities, where people are rare. .

Even if there are no written regulations and clear approval, since the Astronomical Society has turned the tide and created the three major blockades, almost the entire territory has acquiesced that this area of ​​six islands around London is under the direct jurisdiction of the Astronomical Society.

But Tiantian will be limited by its own location and identity, and have no interest in vigorously developing people's livelihoods. Migrating residents has led to most of the six islands area actually being vacant, even though the ecology has almost recovered.

On the one hand, it is because various agencies and departments need to isolate the inside and outside. developing.

When there is a direct conflict of interest or overlap with the five permanent members, how can they maintain their own objective and neutral status?

The benefits are few, and the troubles are countless.

In this regard, everyone has a tacit understanding of each other - since the red line is there, then stay away from it, don't be idle and jump around.

Today, the few cities on the six islands are almost all small cities where various industries related to the Astronomical Society or internal members gather after retirement.

The distance is so close, and now across the river, the shadow of the city of London can still be seen in the distance.

Even if it is a mirage isolated by the depths, it still makes people look up and feel curious.

He hasn't been to London yet.

The headquarters of the Astronomical Society, the heart of the current situation, the old lair of the governing bureau, the city of ten thousand cities, the place where all members dream of being transferred to it...

But for Huai Shi, the feeling is just so-so.

Even if there are many opportunities to go or should go, but it seems to be impossible for various reasons. In the end, it led to the point where no one would believe it now - the successor of the Utopia, the mainstay of the Heavenly Kingdom genealogy, the special military attache of the Administration Bureau plus the S-class tool person and the newly awarded major general... Haven't been to London yet?

It's no longer outrageous to describe.

What's even more embarrassing is that when you could come casually in the past, you didn't come. Now, after your status has risen, you can't come casually if you want to.

Putting aside his status as today's national pedigree, the nautilus he stuffed in the sky with him alone caused Huai Shi to jump to the front row on the key monitoring list.

Even if there is no express rule that Huai Shi can't come here if you have nothing to do, but Huai Shi won't be running around to get everyone's blood pressure, right?

Moreover, the complicated political game between the internal and external five permanent members of the Astronomical Society is even more **** up. Under this situation, wherever Huai Shi goes and what he does, it may be regarded as an ulterior plan or a statement of some kind.

The dirty adult world is just too much trouble.

Make people grateful.

Isn't Danbo fragrant? Or is the Ivory Tower bad?

The Tubawang was inappropriately placed, and ran to the city to go to 996 for what?

So, after a couple of glances, he yawns, looks away, and starts to wonder what to do next.

After thinking about it, it seems that there is nothing to do here.

In order to celebrate discharge from the hospital, first find a place to have a meal, then go back to the ivory tower for a circle, wash and sleep after returning home...

At the moment of such a happy decision, he heard the crisp sound of horns coming from the door of the hospital.

beep—

A red classic car was already parked at the door.

The two huge headlights lifted up and blinked at him, like eyes... That's right, the eyes.

Red Dragon?

Huai Shi looked at the rolled down car window dumbly. In the driver's seat, the truck driver who had not seen him for a long time was holding a cigar and proudly pulled his sunglasses down from the bridge of his nose.

"elbow!"

Raymond waved boldly and called to Huai Shi, a migrant worker from the countryside, "Brother will take you to work in the factory!"

Huai Shi couldn't help rolling his eyes.

He lowered his head and glanced at the phone screen.

Less than a minute after being discharged from the hospital, is Russell's arrangement already on the way?

It's not fake at all, is it?

Forget about a place with a less conscience than the Office of the Presidency, so why is the Utopia even darker than the Court of Existence? !

Huai Shi sighed in the sky and opened the door.

embarked on a difficult journey back to work.

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"Huai Shi has been discharged from the hospital—"

"The monitoring target came into contact with an unknown person. The identity of the other party is... the registered security guard of the Ivory Tower and the driver, Raymond, and both of them went to the Cambridge Guild Hall."

"Do you want to continue monitoring?"

In border London, in the seemingly ordinary office building, in the conference room outside the busy cubicles, several screens are showing Huai Shi's whereabouts and related reports, and even surveillance by cameras and satellites.

The monitoring team has entered a working state.

After the report of the plainclothes agent in front was over, the middle-aged man picked up the walkie-talkie on the table: "Keep monitoring, don't miss all the whereabouts of the target in the current territory."

"clear."

After the report on the other end of the walkie-talkie, there was no sound, only the report on the screen was constantly being refreshed, bringing together the trajectory of the vehicle and the data from various places.

In the silence, the middle-aged man held his arms in his arms and looked at the screen silently.

Like a stone statue.

No action.

Until there was a soft knock on the door outside the conference room.

The middle-aged man pushed open the door and walked out. When he saw the knocker, his expression was still calm. He didn't know whether he was indifferent or had expected it. He just greeted, "Ms. Ai?"

"Mr. Schweiger."

Ai Qing nodded in greeting: "Did I disturb you?"

"The work has only just begun."

Karlheinz Schweiger answered calmly.

This ordinary-looking middle-aged man was wearing a suit that could only be regarded as not losing his share and embarrassment. The work card pinned to his chest was conventionally turned inward, revealing only the Astronomical Society emblem on his back.

If you only look at the appearance, it is hard to imagine that this is the supervisory department within the governing bureau—a non-existent institution and a real person with real power on the overhead floor.

Since more than ten years ago, he has served as the head of Office No. 3, reporting directly to Minister Ms. X, and is not responsible to anyone other than that.

The position he holds is internal monitoring and investigation, and the targets are all sublimators and groups that may have hidden dangers of solidification.

At the same time, he is also the largest consumer of the black letter share allocated by the overhead floor every year.

At least 30 percent of the black letters were signed by him.

This is the result after he has converged after several warnings—

But now, he looked at the young secretary of the minister around him, his expression was not contemptuous or disdainful, nor was he amiable or cordial, as calm as ever, he just adjusted his glasses and asked, "Is there any notification from the minister? "

"It's just my personal doubts," Ai Qing replied.

Schweiger shook his head, "Our work does not overlap, and the work of Office 3 does not require assistance from other parties. If it is related content, we can discuss it at the regular meeting."

Such straightforward and impersonal dialogue is completely departmental in an overhead agency—according to Ms. X's exact words, there is no need for office friendships, and there is no need for superfluous curiosity and thoughtfulness. Everyone just happens to work in the same place, as long as they do their jobs well.

It’s best to close the door after get off work, and treat each other as if you don’t know each other when you get to the parking lot, rot your work in your stomach, and don’t cry in your dreams when you go to bed at night.

"IMHO."

Ai Qing did not give up, she reminded bluntly: "Mr. Schweiger, the monitoring of 'key people' requires the approval of the central decision-making room."

On the key characters, she specially emphasized the pronunciation.

There's no need to go to the office behind Schweiger, she's made it clear.

"It's just a routine investigation. In order to ensure the safety of London, I don't think I made any improper judgments." Schweiger remained calm, calm to the point of coldness: "This is my job."

Ai Qing asked, "Even if the Court of Survival has already made a safe judgment?"

"The Court of Survival is the Court of Survival, and the Administration is the Administration."

Schweiger paused, "The Utopia...it's not that Utopia anymore."

Ai Qing did not speak.

Logically, the conversation should end here, but this time, Schweiger rarely said redundant words: "I have no malice or prejudice towards Mr. Huai Shi, I just do my job."

Ai Qing nodded: "Only this point, I have no doubts."

After more than ten years of conscientiousness in this position, and almost half his life before that, Schweiger has always been an exemplary member of the overhead organization, worthy of learning and emulation.

Even after the death of his wife, daughter and parents, he harbored a deep hatred for the freezer, and he never made a wrong choice or order because of his own subjective cognition.

Besides, Huai Shi is not a nobody.

Even if the two sides really have to twist their wrists, with Russell, the world-certified old yin, watching from behind, most of them will end with Schweiger being shriveled.

But what if it's not just Schweiger?

At this juncture, even if it is just chasing the wind, even if it is the illusory 'freezing accusation', it will become a trouble for Huai Shi. And once someone fanned the flames and turned this accusation into a fuse...

Just thinking about the possibility of future existence can give people a headache.

A new round of contradictions, a new round of conflicts, a new round of siding, and finally a new round of shuffling.

Once you take a magnifying glass to check, how many people can be clean under the buttocks? What's more, Huai Shi is the kind of guy who likes to jump into mud pits when he has nothing to do...

What a hassle.

Ai Qing nodded clearly and didn't ask any more questions.

Asking will not yield results, so you can only be prepared.

"It's just a routine investigation, and it's over in a few days."

Schweiger gave her a last look, "It's just that, given the relationship between the two, you should not ask more about the work..."

"our relationship?"

When Ai Qing heard this, she suddenly wanted to laugh. She didn't even know what the relationship was between them...

Perhaps, for Huai Shi, sometimes she is just a crazy woman who likes to meddle in her own business?

"Then it's me who interrupted."

Ai Qing smiled and nodded, said goodbye, and turned to leave.

Schweiger also turned around and went back to the office.

Staring silently at the building on the screen.

Under the cold light of the screen, that calm face was like a stone from beginning to end, without the slightest wave.

It's just that the haze in the pupils silently spread out in the scattered flashes.

His lips opened and closed silently.

Huai Poetry…

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Afternoon, busy work break.

In the open-air booth outside the middle-level canteen, the social animals who were busy enjoying the last few minutes of sunshine.

Ai Qing sat under the parasol, staring at the lawn in front of her, quietly thinking about the inconspicuous news hidden in the corner of emails and small talk.

In the heart, the pieces of the puzzle gradually moved closer to each other, pieced together, and a rough prototype emerged.

And just after she finally made a guess, she couldn't help but let out a breathless breath, got up, drank the long-cold black tea, picked up the folder and left.

However, when he passed by the door, he heard a surprised cry behind him.

"What a coincidence, Sister Ai!"

Someone waved excitedly, moved towards her, and jumped: "Long time no see!"

Such a familiar tone, and the feeling of 'no threat'...

Ai Qing restrained the change in her expression, turned around, and saw a beautiful figure in a new uniform.

"Fu Yi?"

She nodded in greeting, "Are you also transferred to London?"

"Yeah, it's a good time for the stall."

Fu Yi happily displayed the job card, "The silent ones are missing people everywhere, and even my internship period was brought in to make up the number - I'm really lucky, maybe I can get a promotion."

"Congratulations."

Ai Qing nodded congratulations.

It didn't break the other party's lies.

Working in an overhead agency is a lot of trouble, but it is better than having enough information.

Even Ai Qing has heard about this rising star who has recently caused a great uproar among the silent people—the second person in history to pass the final theory test with full marks after only a year and a half without going through a long internship period. And the actual measurement, the 'registered mute' who got the qualification for practice six years ahead of schedule.

By the way, the first one was her senior brother, one of the six regulators in the Silent Organization today.

And judging from the connection between the Sea of ​​Silver and the Pilot Society, there is a high probability that they will become 'colleagues' in the future, right?

However, even though she had expected it, she was still a little surprised when she saw that sunny smile at the moment, she didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

Soon, when the line of sight moved down, a trace of clarity emerged.

"Nice pin."

She glanced at the decoration under the neckline covered by Fu Yi, and praised it sincerely.

"Eh, is it?"

Fu Yi fiddled with it happily, UU reading www.uukanshu.com blinked and begged: "By the way, can we have tea together in the afternoon? I just came here, my eyes are dark, and the relationship between the departments can't be established. Understand."

"There's still work, sorry."

Ai Qing regretfully lifted the folder in her hand.

"Oh…"

Fu Yi sighed and asked tentatively, "Then, next time?"

"OK."

Ai Qing nodded, and after the two exchanged email addresses and contact information, they turned and left.

Fu Yi stood there and watched the figure disappear into the crowd. After a long time, he suddenly jumped up excitedly, hummed a song, took out his mobile phone, and opened WeChat.

Click on Huai Shi's avatar, edit the message, and send it.

【exist? Tea? drink? 】