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Chapter 432 Do you want the free artifact?

"I didn't get any kickbacks. That's all I can use."

Only one-third of the equipment Veronica sent back was left, and basically all of it was unusable.

They were originally second-hand goods that were bought from the warehouse. They were usually patched up and used for survival. After the battle with the Holy Grail Cult, they were basically scrapped.

After all, this is not a game where you can repair the durability by just dinging it with a blacksmith.

From ancient times to the present, wars have been all about logistics. If the logistics materials cannot keep up, it will be useless no matter how many people you have.

Looking at the degree of wear and tear of this batch of equipment, Wang Yunxiao was basically certain that the Nantong District Branch Secret Service Team could be disbanded.

The only thing left in good condition is the Impermanence Sword.

Qi Bing died. His neck was wiped at the scene and he could not be rescued. His body was taken back to the Secret Service by Liang Dao, but the impermanent sword remained.

"What do you mean, you gave this to me?"

Wang Yunxiao couldn't believe that there was such a good thing like pie in the sky, this was a magical weapon! If you say you don’t want it, then you don’t want it?
"How could I give it to you for free? Someone is coveting this sword. I guess it's kept for fishing."

Veronica wasn't so sure about that either.

Fishing again? I've been fishing all day long, and all the fish have been hooked by you!

Wang Yunxiao felt very unhappy. These guys in the Secret Service did nothing but fish every day, so they might as well change their name to the Fishing Bureau.

"Who knows, maybe they have a reason to do this."

Veronica took out her makeup mirror from her pocket: "Look, the Archbishop has allowed me to use the church's artifact Xumi Mirror this time. This is equivalent to our Secret Service now having two artifacts. I even suspect that I also Became fishing bait.”

Wang Yunxiao: "..."

"It sounds like something like the Xumi Mirror is used by monks, right? How could it become a sacred tool of your Forward Church?"

"It is said that it was made from the remains of the gods after killing them, so it is called an artifact. The things we teach in our own family are called sacred objects."

Well, after hearing what she said, Wang Yunxiao also remembered it.

I remember Qin Bureau said that the three major artifacts and the nine quasi-divine weapons are all equipment that can be exploded from fighting monsters.

As long as it works, who cares whether it's called White's prosthetic leg, Tyrande's banana or Ma Jiajue's craniotomy?

"I remember last time you said there was a mirror called Shaoguang?"

"Yes, that one is from the time system, and this Xumi mirror is from the space system."

So why are they all mirrors?
Wang Yunxiao put the Impermanence Sword back into the sword case, picked it up and held it in his hands, it always felt like a child's play.

Is it really okay to give someone this kind of thing casually and then have it taken away?
If you were productive, I wouldn't say anything, but scorpions are the only ones who poop.

If this were a martial arts novel, the Jianghu people would not be allowed to break their heads...

"In this case, let's rest for a while."

After listening to Wang Yunxiao's report, Qin Xiangdong was silent for a long time and said seriously: "You won't be coming to the bureau during this period. Let Chen Yuguang take over your position and act as the special agent section chief temporarily."

Chen Yuguang: "Ah? Me?"

"Yes, after the Holy Grail Cult was wiped out, this year's special crackdown has basically come to an end, and there won't be any major events next. It just so happens that everyone can take a break. I will apply to the bureau later and issue rewards to you. "

This is a bit contrary to what I said.

What does it mean to come to an end?

Although the Holy Grail Sect has been wiped out, Prince Qian's Mansion has yet to make an explanation, and Cuo Jinmen is still at large. There may be people behind this epidemic who are secretly adding fuel to the flames. These are all unresolved problems.

But Qin Xiangdong's shoulders couldn't bear it anymore. Besieging the diplomatic and consulates and killing them like rivers of blood... The consequences of such a thing were not something that a branch director like him could bear.

Wang Yunxiao didn't understand the political trends at the top, but he saw deep fatigue in Qin Xiangdong's eyes.

"Did you read today's newspaper?"

Qin Xiangdong paused and suddenly asked Wang Yunxiao.

"No."

"Go buy a Tianmen Evening News. It has news about the president."

“Isn’t the president in the news headlines every day?”

"This time it's different. It's about the Tianmen disaster."

"Okay, I see."

Wang Yunxiao thought, am I a cadre of some government agency? Now you actually have to read newspapers to study policy trends?

Tianmen people have always had a complicated attitude toward the president.

When the president was still in Tianmen, it could be said that he raised his arms and responded. All evil spirits and remnants of the previous dynasty are just chickens and dogs who are vulnerable to a single blow.

Later, the new government was established, and the president left Tianmen and moved to the capital. The Tianmen people's reaction was very indifferent, showing the unique lazy character of the Tianmen people of eating and drinking when they should, but not taking things to heart.

Just leave, it's not like I won't be able to live without you.

No matter what unsatisfactory things happened in the past two years, no one from the top to the bottom of Lao Tianmen said they wanted to cry to the president or plead for mercy.

People now want to govern the entire world. The territory of the Ming Dynasty is so huge that Tianmen City is only the size of a pinhead on the national map. The president has so many things to do, how can he have time to take care of the trivial matters of your parents?

The men in Tianmen are thin-skinned and cannot afford to shame this person.

Wang Yunxiao came to the newsstand and saw that there was already a long queue.

Although they usually said it didn't matter and didn't care, when they heard that the president mentioned Tianmen in the newspaper, the people in Tianmen didn't care that the road was slippery and muddy after the rain, and everyone ran out to grab the newspaper.

"Man, read to me what is written here?"

"Uncle, you don't know how to read. Why are you trying to steal newspapers from others?"

"I do. If I take it back and burn it as firewood, do you care about me? Think about it quickly!"

"Okay, okay...this is right? I don't think the president said anything..."

"You didn't say anything, so what did you say?"

"It's just to instruct the city government to do its best to provide disaster relief and do a good job in preventing the epidemic. That's it."

"No more? Are you going to give me special instructions just like this? Are the officials like Jie Nima just eating their shit?"

When Wang Yunxiao reached second place in the queue, the evening paper had already been taken away. The newspaper seller asked with a smile: "Would you like Xin Min Bao? There are also frontal photos of the president."

The person in front couldn't help but curse: "Looking at the frontal photo, it's as if someone has never seen the president!"

"The photo looks good this time, just tell me if you want it."

"Have some!"

Wang Yunxiao had no choice but to buy a copy of Xinmin Daily. Don't tell me, this time he was not wearing a military uniform, but a shirt, which was indeed photogenic.

The president generally does not wear women's clothing. The few photos of her in women's clothing that she left in Tianmen in her early years are collected like treasures and cannot be seen on the market at all.

(End of this chapter)