People are in Xingtie, and I am their dead white moonlight?

......

After separating from the Black Tower, Jiang Mo came to an empty lecture hall, which was the main venue where he was going to fool those scholars today.

"Just randomly select a few people to enter the "Yongzhongyuan", right..." Jiang Mo muttered quietly while picking up the list on the podium and flipping through it gently.

At the beginning, Jiang Mo really planned to go by his feelings - to let whoever's name he liked join the Yongzhong Academy.

But soon, he gave up the idea because he saw a name.

A name that was very familiar to him, a clerk working at the Black Tower Space Station.

—Aboli Abraham

"Apollo... the head of the technical R&D department from my era? He's already alive now..."

A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Mo's eyes, and then he circled the name in front of him with a photon pen without hesitation.

"Even if the R&D department's work eventually has to be managed by someone, why don't I find someone to help me manage it now?"

After all, Mr. Qing from Luofu Diyu Group once said that work is not about creating value, but about exchanging labor for remuneration. Taking a break from work is the way to gain value for yourself.

What's more, he himself has no job to speak of and is at best a mascot.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo nodded involuntarily, and then asked the grassroots staff of the Strategic Investment Department in the lecture hall to help him find Ya Poli. He had to explain some things in advance.

The company's nuclear-powered cows and horses were extremely efficient, and the employee only took a minute or two to return to the lecture hall.

"Director Jiang! There are some problems with the equipment and production lines for the 'Synesthesia Beacon' and 'Ultra-Distance Shaking'. The scholars from the Polyscience Society are helping with the repairs, and the person you're looking for, Apollo, is among them. Look..."

The employee who had returned asked tentatively.

Hearing this, Jiang Mo blinked quickly, filtered the information, and then took the list and prepared to leave the lecture hall.

Rather than chatting with Apoli privately, it would be more convincing to announce in public that Apoli was selected.

Of course, being convinced or not is only one aspect, and the other aspect is that it can save him some time and effort.

but...

"Before that, I'd better send a message to Heita first, so that she won't be worried when she finishes and comes looking for me."

Jiang Mo took out his cell phone while thinking this. Just when he opened the chat window with Heita, the company employee standing next to him suddenly moved.

He quickly took out an electric shock device from his pocket, and then stabbed Jiang Mo without hesitation while he was typing and sending a message.

Feeling the sudden dizziness and the stabbing pain in his waist, Jiang Mo's eyes suddenly widened and he looked behind him in disbelief.

In most cases, the uniforms of company employees are airtight armor, and it is difficult to see the person's face through the helmet that is used to cover the face.

The only way to identify an employee is through the holographic name tag on the right side of their chest.

Jiang Mo tried his best to look at the chest of the employee who suddenly attacked him. In a daze, he found that the department on his name tag was the words "Strategic Investment Department". His black eyes suddenly widened, as if he was a little bit unbelievable.

"you--"

Before Jiang Mo could utter a complete sentence, the intense dizziness caused by the electric current deprived him of consciousness and he fainted.

The company employee who attacked Jiang Mo supported Jiang Mo in time, and then slowly took Jiang Mo out of the lecture hall.

And just below a seat in the lecture hall, an employee in a company uniform was lying quietly and unconscious in the shadow of the seat.

No one could see his face clearly under the cover of his helmet. Only the faintly glowing badge announced the department he belonged to - "Market Development Department".

Common sense suggests that in a facility like a company headquarters, which is always busy, there should be employees coming and going on every floor.

But at this moment, there was no one here - as if everyone had been deliberately dismissed.

The staff member helped Jiang Mo to the elevator entrance, gently took down the "Under Maintenance" sign in front of one of the elevator doors, and then helped Jiang Mo walk in and left the floor where the lecture hall was located very smoothly.

......

At the same time, Heita, who was bored watching the people from the Strategic Investment Department analyzing and organizing the experimental logs, seemed to have a premonition of something and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

She raised her head slightly, glanced thoughtfully at the lecture hall above her head, then shook her head gently and muttered to herself:

"No one should be able to stir up any trouble on the headquarters' territory..."

"Forget it, let them finish it sooner so I can go find Jiang Mo sooner."

Chapter 70: Miss Heita's Action to Save Her Husband (3.2k)

'Where am I...?'

When Jiang Mo's consciousness broke through the chaos that was like nothingness, the first thing that awakened was the tingling sensation in his waist and the biting chill emanating from the cold metal under his body.

Perhaps because of the electric shock he had suffered earlier, after he regained consciousness, his brain began to wail, and waves of pain swept through his consciousness.

Jiang Mo endured the waves of pain coming from his brain. His heavy eyelids seemed to be torn open with glue. The afterimages he saw before he fell into a coma remained on his retina, gradually converging into a silver-white hell in front of his eyes.

As the throbbing pain in his brain gradually faded, Jiang Mo's thoughts finally returned to normal, and he was able to begin to observe his surroundings.

Wherever the eyes looked, it was all silver-white.

The silver-white metal walls and ceiling emitted a cold light like surgical instruments, while the floor beneath him was covered with fine honeycomb-like holes, emitting a faint white mist that rose and fell with his breathing.

At this moment, Jiang Mo felt his hands and feet were sore and weak, and he had no strength at all, as if he had been anesthetized by something.

"Is this... kidnapping? But why did the Strategic Investment Department do this?"

Following the previous look of pain, a look of confusion appeared on Jiang Mo's face.

He really couldn't understand why he was attacked by the staff of the Strategic Investment Department when it was clearly the people from the Strategic Investment Department who negotiated the cooperation with him?

Could it be that my arrival was causing them to work too much overtime? Or was it... a way of protesting the company's "parachuted-in supervisor"?

That's not right... What the "Talent Incentive Department" has done is almost to train the employees into Pavlov's dogs. There is no reason for them to attack us, right?

Just as Jiang Mo was lying powerlessly on the metal floor, wondering why he was there... the four wide-angle cameras above him turned slightly and finally locked onto him.

Almost at the same time when the four red dots locked onto Jiang Mo, a teasing, cold and sharp voice rang out in this room that looked like a metal urn.

"Good afternoon, dear Director Jiang. I'm sorry to meet you in this way. I'd like to apologize on behalf of my incompetent subordinates."

"It was me who asked them to invite you here with great respect, but they ended up kidnapping you. I apologize again."

Hearing this sharp, inhuman voice, Jiang Mo felt as if his ears were strengthened by something indescribable.

He raised his head slightly, and a rare anger appeared in his black eyes.

"Stop being so naive. If you're truly sorry, stop talking to me through this disgusting pedal."

"Or do you know that you're like a rat in a gutter, and that your voice will pollute other people's ears, so you came up with this mess?"

"Are you sorry? You're sorry you're hiding behind a screen and talking to me? Kidnapping is fine, but do you think it's fun to say *Xianzhou swear* all these nonsense?"

The ultimate emotional output, the ultimate enjoyment.

"..."

As if it had not expected Jiang Mo to start cursing directly, the voice fell into a brief silence, and only sounded again in the room after a while.

No one could have imagined that the scholar who looked so elegant and easy-going would actually have...such a violent side.

Of course, the last elegant and easygoing man was already a humanoid.

"Hehehe...it seems that Mr. Jiang Mo is not in a good mood right now~ But this is also--"

Before the voice could finish, Jiang Mo interrupted him impatiently.

"Stop the *Xianzhou swearing* nonsense! Did you tie me up here just to make me listen to your rubbish pedal? Can you please get to the point?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell into silence again. Soon, Jiang Mo heard a very obvious sound of deep breathing.

——It was as if Jiang Mo had angered him.

"...It seems Director Jiang is also a sentimental person. Let me be frank. I hope you can give up your cooperation with the Strategic Investment Department and work with us instead."

As if he had adjusted his emotions, the voice once again echoed in the metal "urn".

"After all, the Strategic Investment Department owes us so much. Employees are being demoted for lack of performance and driven out of Pierpoint, the place where dreams are built. How miserable is that?"

As if he had gotten used to the effects pedal that had been strengthening his ears, or as if he had thought of something special, this time, Jiang Mo was not as "elegant and easy-going" as before, but fell into a brief moment of thought.

"Ah~ I understand..." He raised his head slightly, looking at the wide-angle camera that had locked onto him with a half-smile.

"So you're from the 'Market Development Department'? That makes sense."

"Doing things without considering the consequences and without thinking, so this excellent quality is inherited by your department?"

"Do you think there's any point in locking me up here? Or do you think the people in the Strategic Investment Department are all fools? They don't know who to blame when they see I'm missing?"

Hearing Jiang Mo's words, the voice laughed contemptuously, "Humph, even if you want to cause trouble for us, you have to have evidence, right?"

"The person who took you away from the lecture hall was an employee of the Strategic Investment Department. Shouldn't we just insist that it was them who did it?"

"Oh yeah, I remember... you weren't the only one who finalized the cooperation, right? And that genius girl named Black Tower, your girlfriend, right?"

The person behind the scenes deliberately prolonged his voice, and then said jokingly:

"Guess what? Will she believe us, who returned you, battered and battered, to her? Or will she believe Zhenzhu, whose evidence points to the Strategic Investment Department?"

"Besides, when dealing with a parachuted-in supervisor like you, there are plenty of contradictions that can be exploited."

As soon as he finished speaking, the floor that was spewing out white mist similar to anesthetic suddenly stopped working, and mechanical arms slowly extended from under the floor.

Under the light, the blades on the top of the mechanical arms flashed a heart-pounding white light, and Jiang Mo only now understood what he meant by "being covered in bruises".

"We don't actually need you to agree to cooperate with us. We just need one thing—to make the board of directors suspicious of the Strategic Investment Department..."

"Then I'll use your girlfriend's distrust of the Strategic Investment Department to get you out of this project and out of the 'Technology R&D Department'. That's enough."

After saying this, the blades flashing with cold light attacked Jiang Mo, as if they were about to create a "Jiang Mo covered with bruises".

......

"Zhenzhu, I need your Strategic Investment Department to give me a reasonable explanation!"

Heita threw the surveillance footage that had just been retrieved from the data center in front of Zhenzhu. Her delicate face was now so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.

The girl clenched her fists, her knuckles turning slightly white, and she was unaware that her nails had pierced into her palms.

For Heita at this moment, nothing is important. What is important is where his tutor, his research assistant, and his lover are.

"Tell me, where are my people?"

Heita spoke the last four words word by word, and a strong sense of oppression instantly filled the entire office, making the company employees standing behind Heita feel a little breathless for a moment.

"..."

Faced with Heita's questioning, Zhenzhu did not answer immediately, but gently raised her hand, revealing the mechanical tissue hidden under her sleeve.

呲——

A sound like the sound of a can of soda being opened was heard in Zhenzhu's arm, and a yellowed scroll slipped out from under her arm.

"Do you remember this agreement, Miss Heita?"

Zhenzhu pushed the scroll to Heita as he spoke, then slowly stood up and said calmly:

"I said this when we signed the agreement—the Strategic Investment Department will absolutely not trade our faith in the Amber King for any other benefit, even if it means using tricks."

"At 4:12 in the surveillance footage, the person who left with Director Jiang was indeed wearing a Strategic Investment Department badge. However... the existence of this contract proves that our people didn't do this."

There was no expression on Zhenzhu's face. She looked directly into Heita's crimson eyes, which were filled with anxiety, confusion, and anger. Then she said softly:

"This was done by someone from our competitor's Market Development Department, who has always had conflicts with the Strategic Investment Department."

As she spoke, she took out a plan from the drawer and gently placed it in front of Heita.

"I anticipated this when I drafted the proposal, and that's why my proposal stood out."

"This agreement from the Amber King not only serves as a guarantee of fairness, but the unique imaginary energy contained within it can also achieve... tracking effects."

"If you believe me, I can analyze the imaginary energy on this scroll right now to reversely locate Mr. Jiang Mo's position."

Hearing this, Heita was slightly startled, then slowly closed his eyes. His not-so-full chest rose and fell rapidly at this moment, as if he was forcing himself to calm down.

Zhenzhu, on the other hand, quietly looked at the genius in front of her, waiting for her answer.

"...lead the way."

"I will definitely live up to my trust."