Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 604 Jiang Wengao's Sentimentality
After saying that, Edward took out a small notebook and a USB drive from his body.

“I have submitted the intelligence that everyone can know to the parliament, and I think everyone will know it soon.

The notebook contains my network of contacts for various identities, and the USB flash drive contains some of my DreamNet accounts. I communicate with them through those accounts, and the passwords and verification information are all there.

It may come in handy in the future, but I guess only a small number of people can help. "

"Why do I feel like you are entrusting my child to me?" Xia Shou said as he took the notebook and the USB drive.

"No way. If the integrated resources are not utilized as much as possible, it will be wasted. I won't be able to use these things when I go to cycle history this time, and there is no place to keep them. It is more reassuring to hand them over to you." Edward said in a matter-of-fact tone.

As they were talking, their plates were empty.

Xia Shou's cell phone vibrated and the message he received was that the transaction with the funeral home had been completed.

The soul of the funeral home member he handed over a few days ago has arrived on the other side, and the body of the member named Huangfu Zuoren whom he asked for has also been received and has awakened.

At present, the thousands of civilians kidnapped by the funeral home have been restored to their original state and have been properly resettled in other cities by the Control Bureau.

In addition, the Control Bureau also created a new mailbox for him, which is specifically used to collect letters from the survivors of this incident. He can choose to read them, or ask the administrative department to help him reply.

"We're done with dinner, and it's almost time for me to leave." Edward stood up.

"Be careful." Xia Shou didn't know how to say goodbye to the other party, so he could only be polite in this way.

Edward waved his hand freely and said goodbye with a smile: "Goodbye."

They parted at the restaurant door. Xia stood in the middle area between the office area and the museum, watching Edward disappear behind a revolving door, then he let out a sigh of relief with mixed feelings.

Is this the legendary investigator?
It seems that they live a completely different life from their finishers, which makes people a little curious.

After dinner, I returned to the third department. Jiang Wengao was the only one in the office, and Shangguan Yan had not returned either.

When Jiang Wengao sat alone in the empty office, there was a look of boredom and emptiness on his face.

Obviously everyone was very busy during this period, but he looked dull and dazed, as if he had nothing to do. When he saw Xia Shou coming in, he was flustered for a moment, and then showed a guilty expression.

"Brother Shou." Jiang Wengao called softly.

"Why were you so nervous just now? I'm not the minister." Xia Shou joked.

Jiang Wengao sighed and said nothing.

Xia Shou walked behind the other person. On his computer was the official website of the branch, which contained the latest reports of the day.

The evacuation of civilians in Jiangbo City has begun, and the families of the employees of the Control Bureau are all on the first escort list.

In addition, the distribution of the city's abnormality index has been fully disclosed.

Originally, this data required an application to view, but now, by opening the city map, you can see the level of abnormality in each area.

There are only a few areas that are safe green, the vast majority are unstable yellow, and about 10% of the area has turned dangerous red.

In the most serious areas, red light was flashing, as if to remind viewers that this place was very dangerous.

The number of casualties was updated in real time in the floating text. Just by glancing at the news headlines, one could tell that the number of homicides in the city had increased several times, and the local secular government was on the verge of collapse due to the pressure of public opinion.

Those numbers seem so real in my eyes.

Looking at these cruel numbers, Xia Shou suddenly knew why Jiang Wengao had that expression.

The changes that have taken place in this city cannot be reversed by the efforts of one person. The situation is getting worse step by step, almost unstoppably.

Anyone who sees this trend will feel tired, hopeless, and even unmotivated.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. It has little to do with us." Xia Shou patted Jiang Wengao on the shoulder and comforted him.

Jiang Wengao looked at Xia Shou in shock, only to see that Xia Shou had a calm expression and did not seem to feel much sense of urgency.

"Brother Shou, aren't you worried?"

"what you mean?"

"This city."

"Of course we are worried, but only God knows what the outcome will be. The only thing we can do is to give it our all." Xia Shou consoled him. In fact, he had already begun to regret talking to Xiao Gao. He was not good at comforting the juniors.

However, at times like this, I really need to give some advice.

Xia Shou organized his words in his mind and tried to speak in a serious tone:
"I understand your desire to protect others, Xiao Gao, and I understand his inner struggle and powerlessness, but I don't really care about the future of this city."

"Ah?" Jiang Wengao looked at Xia Shou blankly, thinking he had heard it wrong.

Xia Shou continued:

“When it comes to things like this, all I care about is whether I gave it my all.

As long as you do everything to the limit, no matter what happens afterwards, whether it is sadness or pain, just leave it for later.

Tears are shed after the war. During the war, all you have to do is charge forward. When you are tired, just lie down in the trench and rest. Don’t think about how many people have sacrificed their lives because of my laziness while I am resting for a while.

This kind of pressure is useless. You just need to pay attention to your body, whether your muscles are tired, whether your shot is accurate, and whether you can survive the next bombardment.

Reviewing and learning are left until after everything is over, and this goes for everything.”

Jiang Wengao was stunned.

Xia Shou could see that the other party was frightened by his words.

Very good, this is exactly the effect we want. Let’s urge him to work immediately. I really can’t pretend any longer.

"Your current mental state is not qualified to be the one who finishes the job. Instead of staring blankly at the casualties, don't you have a report to write?

I don't believe the Minister didn't assign you a task."

"I... I'm almost done writing, so I'll just take a short break." Jiang Wengao's floating emotions were suddenly pulled down to the ground by Xia Shou.

Just then, the office door was pushed open and several people walked in one after another.

While clapping, Ke Hen praised in a cold tone with a blank expression: "Oh, great, great, I heard the senior's speech, it's really mature and steady."

Walking behind Ke Hen was Bai He.

Xia Shou couldn't see the other person's mouth shape under the mask, but from the other person's curved eyebrows, he could tell that Brother Bai was making fun of him!
Shit, I heard it all.

Sure enough, only a young man like Jiang Wengao could be fooled by such words, as these old foxes simply didn't believe them.

Damn it, I shouldn’t have said it earlier, it’s so embarrassing.

"You...are all back." Xia Shou scratched his head.

Bai He glanced at Xia Shou, then turned to look at Jiang Wengao and said calmly: "What Xia Shou said just now is indeed true, but I have a better way to adjust my mentality. Do you want to know?"

"What?"

“In the past month, the death toll from secular wars in the oil region reached 40,000, which is much higher than the number of people who died from anomalies in Jiangbo City.

Moreover, according to statistics, the number of deaths caused by wars between humans has always been far higher than the number of deaths due to abnormalities.

This does not even include secular wars involving supernatural intervention.

Wars happen all the time, and humans are much more efficient at slaughtering their own kind than is abnormally high.

Even this time, it was ultimately a war between humans competing with each other.

Many times, anomalies are just tools used by humans to slaughter their own kind.

Xiao Gao, if you want to save as many people as possible, you don't have to be a finisher. It's better to be a peace ambassador.

The Control Bureau was not established in the hope of achieving world peace and allowing all mankind to live a stable life.

Only a few people died in this city, and you've lost your motivation. In the past, so many people died in the war every day, but you didn't lose your appetite."

Baihe paused and added, "I think if those who are in danger knew what you are doing in the office, they would rather you watch one more online class than staring at the casualty data."

Jiang Wengao: “…”

(End of this chapter)