Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 666: Sweep (I)

"Yeah, it's very useful." Xia Shou sat very straight, his posture very awkward.

Although the hand on his shoulder was warm and soft, Xia Shou felt like a spider was lying on his shoulder.

The Seven-Pronged Fragment was the key item that enabled him to bring [Future Prefabrication] to the modern era. He was reluctant to hand it over, but to be honest, Xia Shou had already given up.

If the minister wanted it, how could he refuse?
Although the minister said nice things, saying that everything is voluntary and that this investment will have greater returns in the future, does he really have the option of refusing?
The minister knew everything about his self-destructive behavior and the death notes, and it was no longer the same as before. Before, at least the top management of the Control Bureau had not really noticed him, but now the Scepter Parliament knew about him. If Edward had not convinced the parliament through some means, he would have been detained and investigated.

And now the minister has become the interim deputy director, and the parliament has even made a compromise for this appointment by letting bygones be bygones regarding past concealments. Does this mean that as long as he stays under the minister, he can still work in the Control Bureau?

After entering the Control Bureau, although there were a lot of rules and regulations, Xia Shou no longer had any intention of leaving the Bureau.

In this world, the Control Bureau's philosophy and values ​​are rare and normal among extraordinary organizations.

Even if this point is put aside, the control bureau's massive amount of information, powerful banned objects, terrifying intelligence network and material collection capabilities alone are enough to make Xia Shou reluctant to leave.

Without the Control Bureau, how could he obtain the materials for [Future Prefabrication] and the collection of those strange materials of desire?

If we get secret documents in the future, who will be responsible for translating them?
If I want to trade with other people in the Heaven Choir in the future, but I cannot take advantage of the control bureau, how much profit will I lose?
And the blood bottles that the minister gave him for free, that blood bottle is simply a combat grade D item! In Xia Shou's eyes, it is completely tied to the pinnacle. If it weren't for that special blood bottle, he would have no confidence in opening the pinnacle.

As for this kind of blood bottle, he had not found any item with similar functions in the database of the Control Bureau, so it was very likely that it was specially supplied to the three departments. For this reason alone, he was reluctant to resign.

Not to mention resigning, he doesn't even dare to transfer to another department. He feels that if he does, he will be investigated and the relationship between his colleagues will never be better than it is now.

The good thing about the three parts is that everyone has something hidden behind their backs, and no one has a clean crotch, so no one will open other people's crotches to check what kind of shit is in their pants.

Alas, it can only be said that it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

Now, even if the leader blackmails us, we have no choice but to accept it.

But even though he figured it out in his mind, Xia Shou still felt extremely unhappy.

Is this paid work?
By the way, will the rewards the minister mentioned really come true?
"If the minister needs it, I have no objection." Xia Shou said firmly, as if he had no reluctance at all.

"As expected of Xiao Xia, the collective consciousness is very high. It's settled then." Shangguan Yan smiled silently, "There's nothing else to do. Pay attention to protecting Mo Ying. Before she decides to take action, protecting her is the top priority."

Xia Shou walked out of Shangguan Yan's office very quickly. He was almost the one who took the shortest time.

The next person to be called in was Jiang Wengao, followed by Mo Ying.

Everyone spent a lot of time, and after everyone had talked, Shangguan Yan finally made a summary: "In terms of combat, usually listen to Mo Ying, Xia Shou, don't give orders unless necessary.

Afterwards, you will search with other teams, but in addition to the cooperation that you agree with, if the other party makes a request that you don’t understand, you should consider it carefully and remember that you have never remembered a divine law.

Everyone hurry up, the Reflection World is very good at burning relics."

"Understood!" Everyone said in unison.

"I am back!"

Li Ming pushed the door open and walked in, bringing back photos of Shouzaburo's paintings.

Xia Shou stood up suddenly and took the photo impatiently. The photo showed a chain in the dark.

This is a painting by Hisaburo Naganuma.

"No, how could this be?" Xia Shou narrowed his eyes and shook his head in confusion. "Brother Shou, what's wrong?" Li Ming asked.

According to Xia Shou's speculation, the painting should be of a child, a child who looks very much like Bai Xue and should be the same age as Hui Yu.

Could it be that I really guessed wrong?
What does the painting that killed the painter mean in the conversation between the gods?
Xia Shou looked at Hui Yu who was sleeping on the table, with confusion in his eyes.

"Forget it, let's go. Minister, can you find someone to keep a close eye on this child?" Xia Shou asked.

Shangguan Yan looked at Xia Shou deeply and nodded: "I will send someone to take care of him and keep a close eye on him."

Xia Shou nodded and walked out of the office with the others.

When they gathered in the hall, he met the other teams that were operating with them.

There are also many old acquaintances in other teams.

"Why is it always you?" said No. 102. Standing next to her were Gu Liang, Shen Fei, and Mark, who was wearing a cowboy hat and a large Band-Aid on his nose.

Mark nodded to Xia Shou, and then nodded to Jiang Wengao as a greeting.

"Yo~ The Underworld Squad has assembled for the second time!" Gu Liang touched his chin and joked.

Shen Fei pointed at Gu Liang and said to Xia Shou:
"Ignore him. He's been feeling too good about himself lately. Didn't you exchange hostages with the funeral home a while ago? Many of the rescued civilians have invited us to dinner, and he's even got a new girlfriend."

"Why doesn't anyone invite me to dinner?" Xia Shou asked puzzledly.

"Everyone who had dinner with us invited you, but you seemed to be busy all the time. I guess you asked someone to take care of your email?" Shen Fei guessed.

Only then did Xia Shou realize that his email was indeed handed over to someone else.

But there is nothing to regret, because he is indeed very busy and would not have the time to go even if he received the invitation.

Xia Shou looked around and set his sights on the last person - Huang Changnian.

Why is he here too?
Shouldn't this guy be serving time?
The next second, Xia Shou noticed that the other person was wearing a collar around his neck that was only worn by special employees. It seemed that this guy passed the assessment during his sentence and became an employee of the Control Bureau.

No. 102 noticed Xia Shou's gaze and pointed at Huang Changnian behind him with his thumb: "He, he prevented a large number of abnormal bodies from escaping during the last attack on the Control Bureau. Because of his good attitude and willingness to cooperate, he was recruited into our department.

This guy was originally going to be assigned to your department, but he took the initiative to refuse and chose our department. "

"Hey!" Huang Changnian shouted with his eyes wide open.

No. 102 rolled his eyes, turned around and said coldly: "Who are you feeding?"

"I...you, stop talking!" Huang Changnian clenched his fists and whispered helplessly and angrily.

No. 102 sighed speechlessly: "Damn it, just die soon, why do I have to take care of this bitch."

Huang Changnian frowned and lowered his head, and said nothing even when he was scolded.

This scene surprised Xia Shou a little. It had only been a few days and the madman seemed to have become a different person. Was the ethics training provided by the Control Bureau so effective?

"Let's not just stand there like idiots. Let's go. We're all on the same route." No. 102 said.

(End of this chapter)