My Strange Tale Love Strategy Simulator

"Is there another way?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ying sneered, relaxed his tense body, and sat back down in his chair.

Captain Zhao came over to negotiate with him in a friendly manner, putting on an air of being "one of us," but he had already guessed pretty much what Captain Zhao was really up to.

"Tell me, what method is it?" Zhang Ying crossed his arms and looked at the other party with a leisurely air.

Zhao Husheng coughed lightly, seemingly considering his words, before saying seriously, "The method is to join the Supernatural Investigation Bureau."

Just as Zhang Ying had predicted. The official intention was clear: they wanted to "recruit" him.

After all, given our strength, rather than letting such a dangerous individual wander outside or even become an enemy, it's better to recruit him directly into the system and turn him into a weapon in our hands.

Seeing that Zhang Ying did not immediately refute, a hint of joy flashed in Zhao Husheng's eyes. He quickly seized the opportunity and began to introduce the benefits of the Special Affairs Handling Department:

"Mr. Zhang Ying, you may not be familiar with this. While our compensation here may not be extravagant, it's certainly excellent. The basic monthly salary is 12,000 yuan, with full coverage of six types of insurance and one housing fund, plus a generous year-end bonus and various subsidies. Moreover, the work is very flexible; you can work when you want and relax when you don't, unlike ordinary office workers who have to clock in and out. Most importantly—"

Zhao Husheng paused, then emphasized, "This is a legitimate government job! As long as you don't violate any fundamental principles or rules, it's a lifetime contract with no possibility of dismissal. In this job market, it's a true iron rice bowl."

No matter how eloquently Zhao Husheng spoke, Zhang Ying remained thoughtful, his fingers lightly tapping the table.

This job, to put it bluntly, is a classic example of "high risk, high reward." A monthly salary of 12,000 yuan sounds like a lot, but it's earned with your life on the line. In dangerous situations, you're basically risking your life. High rewards come with a risk of death.

However, Zhang Ying also didn't want to refuse the job.

The reason is nothing more than those two words.

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In this society, having a government job means having a powerful backer.

"What rights do I have after I join the company?" Zhang Ying suddenly asked, interrupting Zhao Husheng's long-winded speech.

"Rights?" Zhao Husheng paused, then frowned and asked, "What rights do you want?"

"The right to investigate the case, the right to review the case files, and the right to trespass on private residences." Zhang Ying calmly listed his conditions, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

"This..." Zhao Husheng hadn't expected Zhang Ying to only want these powers. He pondered for a moment and said, "After all, we are an official institution, and some things are necessary for dealing with unusual events."

Zhang Ying nodded, already having made up his mind.

With the backing of the state, he no longer needs to act secretly as he does now.

More importantly, he has the legal right to access those top-secret documents. If he encounters a ghost story or monster that requires a strategy guide in the future, he won't have to run around everywhere and go through all sorts of trouble to obtain information.

For him, joining the Bureau of Investigation was far more beneficial than harmful.

"I promise you." Zhang Ying looked up at Zhao Husheng. "I can join the Investigation Bureau."

"Great! That's wonderful!" Zhao Husheng was overjoyed and immediately stood up. "I'll go report it right away and get your onboarding processed!"

"etc."

Zhang Ying stopped Zhao Husheng, who was about to leave, his eyes sharpening. "Although I'm able to join the Investigation Bureau, I also have my own selfish motives. I'm willing to work for the government, but I won't fawn over my superiors or get involved in those shady personal relationships."

He stared into Zhao Husheng's eyes and said, word by word, "To put it simply, I'll obey orders, not proclamations. If there's a mission, I'll be there whenever you call; but if there's no mission, don't bother me with those trivial matters, and don't even think about getting me to participate in any team-building parties. If the higher-ups can agree to this condition, then I'll join."

"This..." Zhao Husheng was silent for a moment, his expression somewhat complicated. Looking at Zhang Ying's determined eyes, he finally nodded helplessly, "Alright, I'll contact the higher-ups. As long as you can put in the effort, we can afford to give you this much face."

After saying that, Zhao Husheng hurriedly left the interrogation room.

Zhang Ying watched Zhao Husheng's departing figure and curled his lip. This Zhao Husheng was so powerful; his fierce demeanor outside was still fresh in his mind, but he showed no temper towards his superior, which was completely different from his tough appearance.

It seems that the rules within this system can really be suffocating.

However, Zhang Ying understood very well that he and the Investigation Bureau were mutually beneficial. He provided force, and the Investigation Bureau provided resources and cover.

Apart from that, there is no further connection.

Zhang Ying waited in the interrogation room for another fifteen minutes.

Then, the iron door opened again. This time, it wasn't Zhao Husheng who entered, but two staff members dressed in ordinary work clothes and wearing name tags. They were extremely respectful, even a little obsequious, as they "invited" Zhang Ying out of the interrogation room.

Stepping out of that heavy iron gate, Zhang Ying originally thought he would see some high-tech underground base or a secret room filled with mysterious symbols.

However, when he saw the scene outside, he was completely dumbfounded.

He was in a spacious and bright office area of ​​an office building. Looking around, he saw rows of neat workstations filled with young men and women.

Wearing headsets, they passionately typed into their computer screens, the sounds of phone calls, keyboard clicks, and their distinctive customer service scripts echoing throughout the floor.

"Dear customer, we suggest you wait a little longer..."

"Sir, your request for a refund without returning the item..."

The bustling scene was even more lively than a vegetable market.

Pointing at the busy customer service staff, Zhang Ying asked the staff around him with an incredulous look, "Didn't I join an official organization? Why does this place look like a scam operation?"

The staff member smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, you don't understand. What we do can't be done in the light, so we have to cover it up. Our Dacang branch's platform customer service is relatively respectable, but the branch next door in Xiao'an City disguises itself as a food delivery station. Those guys who do field work usually do manual labor by riding electric bikes to deliver food."

Zhang Ying walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the office building and looked down. The office building soared into the clouds, and must have been at least twenty or thirty stories high.

Judging from its location, it should be in a bustling area of ​​the eastern suburbs.

"Could it be that the entire building belongs to the Investigation Bureau?" Zhang Ying couldn't help but ask.

The staff member shook his head: "No, that's not the case. The entire office building only has three floors, including a basement level which belongs to us. The other floors are occupied by regular tenants."

"Aren't you afraid of being exposed?" Zhang Ying was still somewhat puzzled. "So many people are coming and going here."

"Mr. Zhang is overthinking it," the staff member explained. "This place is called a branch office, but it's really just a liaison station and logistics center. Our information department staff work here to process data and answer tip-off calls. Even if we were exposed, it wouldn't pose any threat to the branch office's core combat capabilities."

Listening to the staff's explanation and looking at the simple, even somewhat noisy, work station in front of him, Zhang Ying felt even more like he had entered a den of thieves.

Who would have thought that a supernatural organization protecting the city's peace would be hiding in an office building that looks like a scam company?

Led by staff, Zhang Ying entered the elevator.

The staff member pressed the button for the top floor—the 32nd floor.

The elevator ascended steadily, the numbers constantly changing. With a crisp "ding," the elevator doors slowly opened.

A wave of heat hit him, followed by a deafening roar from the female tyrannosaurus, so loud it nearly ruptured Zhang Ying's eardrums.

"Old Zhao! Get your ass in here! Explain yourself, what does 'obey orders but not summons' mean?!"

As soon as Zhang Ying stepped out of the elevator, he saw Zhao Husheng standing in the corridor, his neck hunched over, sweating profusely. Opposite him, a woman in a business suit and high heels stood with her hands on her hips, pointing at Zhao Husheng and cursing loudly.

Zhao Husheng looked aggrieved and weakly explained, "The meaning of 'obeying orders but not summons' is... to obey orders, but not to participate..."

"I didn't ask you to really explain!" the female tyrant roared, grabbing a document from the table and throwing it at Zhao Husheng.