Let them offer their loyalty

"That's true. I was complaining at my post before, and Miss Ji heard it. I thought Miss Ji was going to be angry or something, and I was going to be scolded again. Then she also came over to complain that the people above were all brainless and all the decisions were made without thinking. Then we talked about how outrageous the superiors were for an hour, and she hadn't reacted when she left. The superior I was talking about was her. I don't know how to evaluate her, but she seems to have a good personality..."

Outside the window is a busy city view, with neon lights at night reflecting colorful light on the windows. The office decoration is simple and modern.

The main colors of the room are dark gray and silver, giving people a calm and efficient feeling. The desk is a large black stone slab. There are some documents and maps on the desk. All the original high-tech items have disappeared.

The office chair is made of high-quality leather, with an elegant and comfortable design that can support her long hours of work. There is a small meeting area in the corner of the office, equipped with a round conference table and several comfortable chairs for small meetings or private discussions.

There are some abstract art paintings hanging on the walls, and the interior lighting is carefully designed to be adjusted to a bright level suitable for working.

Various professional books and documents are neatly arranged on the bookshelf. In addition, there is a high-end coffee machine and some selected teas in the office for her to enjoy in between busy work.

"I just smashed two offices. He also said that if this office is damaged again, then I won't get funding... It would be best if I don't pay the salary and then the Sword Bearers riot. Damn, I don't know what kind of pressure I'm under. I'm going to be depressed."

Ji Yeling sat quietly in her large office chair, with urgent reports from Ye Hua piling up in front of her, and Yue Yan's counterattack reports following closely behind. The light softly illuminated the office, creating a peaceful atmosphere that contrasted sharply with the storm in her heart.

She sighed deeply, supported her head with her hands, and felt tired. Her eyes fell on the brightly lit city landscape outside the window, as if looking for answers.

It’s really freaking fucking terrible.

It's such a simple mission, you don't need to get any confidential information, just do your best, how could it turn out like this? She doesn't care if the mission fails, but can this stupid and melodramatic drama just get out of here?

"No, what's going on? Ye Hua, Yue Yan, are you two trying to kill each other?" She smiled at herself, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

She read Ye Hua's report again, and then Yue Yan's counterattack. Every word and every sentence was filled with emotion and resentment.

"These reports... It's like watching a melodrama." She raised her head, her eyes revealing deep confusion: "I am here to manage the organization, not to be the director of this melodrama. What do you two think of me?"

If this kind of fun happened to someone else, she would definitely enjoy it, but now she couldn't laugh at all.

She stood up and began pacing around the office.

"I have to find a solution. No, not only for these two brats, but also for the stability of this mission. I can't say success, but at least I have to do something practical, right?" Her steps gradually slowed down: "Ye Hua and Yue Yan are both members of the organization. We can't continue like this. If one day it is reported that the Sword Wielder has lost two senior members due to internal strife, I will lose face."

She stopped, took a deep breath, and seemed to have made a major decision: "Okay, it's time to end this meaningless dispute. I want to find out the truth and see who is right and who is wrong. No matter what, all this must stop."

She walked back to her desk, sat down, picked up a pen, and began writing something on a piece of paper.

Picking up the paper, she stood up expressionlessly, and then began to walk with the paper in her hand.

The result she finally sorted out was that Ye Hua was the one who betrayed Longcheng.

Forget it, this is really not my strong point, I'd better leave it to someone else.

Ji Yeling sat back in her office chair, her eyes wavering between the pile of reports and the neon lights outside the window. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to pull herself out of her chaotic thoughts.

"This is really crazy, Ye Hua and Yue Yan, what do you two want?" Her voice was low and full of fatigue. She opened her eyes again and looked at the reports. A feeling of powerlessness came over her. She shook her head helplessly: "I am a leader, not an arbitrator, let alone a mediator. These two people really give me a headache."

She tapped the tabletop lightly, her heart filled with worries: "Ye Hua's constant suspicion, Yue Yan's violent reaction... How can I calm these two people down?"

She stood up again, walked to the window, looked at the dimly lit night scene outside, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes: "No, I can't let this situation continue, I have to find a solution."

She turned around, put her hands behind her back, and paced slowly in the office: "Ye Hua, Yue Yan, you two are valuable resources of the organization. You can't die over such a boring thing. Even if you die, you should die working overtime for Longcheng. You can't let your differences affect this mission."

Her pace gradually slowed down, and finally stopped: "I must formulate a plan to resolve this dispute, but it must be a fair and effective method, at least to let Yue Yan see that I am not biased towards Ye Hua. But if this is the case, after Ye Hua comes back, her family will put pressure on me again, which is so annoying."

She returned to the table, picked up a pen, and after thinking for a moment, began to write something on a piece of paper.

"But no matter how difficult this matter is, I have to deal with it. I really don't want to take the responsibility."

Ji Yeling sat at her desk with her hands on the table. She took a deep breath and began to talk to herself.

"This is no longer a simple conflict. The dispute between Ye Hua and Yue Yan is threatening the entire mission. If it is not dealt with, District 25 will become wary and everything over there will be difficult to handle." She glanced at the pile of reports and had already made a decision in her mind.

"I have to take action." She slowly stood up and looked out the window at the night sky: "This is only going to get worse. I need a clean solution."

"It's time to end this meaningless fight between best friends and enemies."

Ye Hua, Yue Yan, and Ji Ye Ling silently recited their names in their hearts, thought for a while, and decided to cut the Gordian knot.

Just withdraw these two people.

They need to calm down, reconsider their positions and behaviors, let them know that their emotions are not the most important, and after completing the task, they can make as much noise as they want.

They need to be made to realize that their behavior has gone beyond acceptable limits.

This is no longer a minor matter, but will affect the entire mission.

She sighed softly, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. "Everything went fine when I sent them on other missions before, but why did something go wrong as soon as they arrived at District 25? I'm really convinced."

Ji Yeling leaned back in her office chair, her eyes passing through the dim lights in the room and falling on the hazy night outside the window. Her mind kept echoing with the dispute between Ye Hua and Yue Yan, as well as the decision she had just made - to withdraw both of them, but she knew that simply withdrawing them was not enough, and the vacant positions needed to be filled.

"Withdrawing Ye Hua and Yue Yan is only the first step. District 25 cannot be vacant for too long. I have to find someone to replace them."

She closed her eyes and thought about possible candidates. "This position needs to be chosen carefully and not hastily. I need someone who has the ability and experience, and who can balance the team dynamics. But such people are hard to find, and they can't be the kind of swordsman with average mobility."

There are also differences among sword wielders.

"We need to transfer some people from other areas. They need to have enough capabilities to handle the affairs of District 25. They also need to be able to integrate into the team to avoid similar conflicts from happening again. At least, don't let me see this kind of bloody plot again."

She stood up, went to the coffee machine to pour a cup of coffee, added a few sugar cubes, and continued while thinking: "The newcomer must be able to adapt quickly, have high combat power, have a good personality, and be smart... Isn't this selecting people to do the mission? Why does it feel like you are selecting your partner? I don't have this kind of experience, how would I know? I give up."

She stopped, sat back at the table, took out a few more pieces of sugar and added them in: "Those old guys shouldn't pay attention to these things. The higher-ups are very busy. Otherwise, I'll be trained again..."

She picked up a pen and began to write something on the paper. "In a few days, I will start to arrange this matter. I have to make sure that the newcomers can effectively take over the positions of Ye Hua and Yue Yan. At the same time, I have to ensure that District 25 will not notice anything. Most importantly, there must be enough combat power to cross the wilderness."

Ji Yeling was lost in thought in the office. Her gaze seemed to penetrate the night and fall on the wilderness that was who knows how far away.

The wilderness, a place full of unknowns and dangers, is the only way for newcomers to enter District 25.

She said to herself, "Sending someone to infiltrate Area 25, if their combat power is not high enough, and crossing the wilderness... this is indeed a huge risk." There was a hint of worry in her voice.

"The wilderness is not only full of unknowns, but also contains countless dangers. This is a great test for anyone. If you have a high combat power, you will definitely be able to reach it safely. However, the main problem is that people who are smart enough do not have a high combat power, and people with high combat power are not smart enough."

She opened a virtual area map on her desk, her eyes fixed on the location of the wilderness.

"But if we don't do this, the situation in District 25 may become more unstable." She added, her brows furrowed, obviously weighing the pros and cons.

"We have to make sure that the personnel we send out are not only capable, but also have enough experience and courage, and are smart enough to cope with the various challenges in the wilderness. Otherwise, we won't be able to enter District 25. But where are such people so easy to find?"

Her eyes moved on the map, as if looking for the best route. After a while, she walked back to the window and looked at the night sky outside. "I need to find the right people. They must not only be able to cross the wilderness safely, but also be able to quickly adapt and work effectively after arriving in District 25. In a few days, I will start screening the right candidates, at least to get into District 25."

She returned to her desk, took a deep breath, and prepared to write a report to directly apply for a task change.

Ji Yeling can transfer if she wants, but the problem is that she has to leave a trace in her work.

She finished writing quickly, picked up the coffee, took a sip, and smacked her lips.

"Sweet coffee tastes better."

Chapter 611: Jonas is actually an undercover agent in Dragon City

The sunlight was blocked by the towering skyscrapers, with only an occasional ray of light cast through the gaps. That light appeared pale as it shone through the heavy neon advertisements and steam.

On the streets, colorful neon lights flicker even in the daytime, reflecting the hurried footsteps of pedestrians and the complex expressions on their faces. The boundary between machines and skin becomes blurred here, and cyberized body parts shine with metallic luster in the sun.

The air is filled with the smell of electronics and motor oil, mixed with the exotic aroma of street food stalls. In the alleys on the corners, you can hear the low beats of electronic music from underground clubs.

The air in the room is filled with the fragrance of old books, mixed with the faint wood fragrance of sandalwood furniture, creating a quiet and solemn atmosphere.

There are oil paintings hanging on the walls, depicting landscapes and characters from the classical period. The frames are exquisitely carved, and the golden edges gleam with a faint luster under the light. The floor lamp in the corner of the wall emits soft light, making the whole room look warm and comfortable.

The desk is in pure classical style, with fine carvings and a dark lacquer coating the surface, making it look solemn and elegant. On the desk is a bronze table lamp with an exquisite and complex pattern on the lampshade, which emits a soft yellow light. Next to it is a pile of neatly arranged documents and several thick reference books.

The bookshelves against the wall were filled with all kinds of books, from classical literature to modern scholarship, old books with worn covers were interspersed with brand new editions, and a few orphan works were added.

Eiffel was in the corridor, her blonde hair swaying slightly with her steps. She held a stack of documents tightly in her hands and opened the office door lightly. When she entered, her movements were delicate and cautious so as not to disturb the important work that might be going on in the office.

She took a deep breath, and the air was filled with a scent mixed with paper and sandalwood furniture.

It smells very comfortable and I didn't waste so much time.

Eiffel walked into the office and glanced around the spacious and exquisite room. He soon noticed Jonas, who was sitting behind a heavy sandalwood desk with various documents and equipment scattered on it. Unlike usual, Jonas was humming a little tune with a smile on his face, revealing a rare sense of ease and joy.

Strange, Mr. Jonas seems to be in a good mood today?

There was a hint of surprise in Eiffel's eyes. Although he never said it, Eiffel would observe Jonas's mood every time he entered the office.

It’s not like I haven’t laughed before, but it’s never been so obvious on the outside.

The melody was light and pleasant, not something Jonas would sing.

This unusual scene made Eiffel pause slightly, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of her mouth. Her blonde hair shone gently under the light, and her eyes were gentle.

Forget it, as long as Mr. Jonas is happy, she will be happy too.

Eiffel gently placed the document in her hand on the desk. She looked at Jonas tenderly. Seeing his relaxed and happy look, the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously. Her golden hair flickered gently under the light. Her gentle and clear voice broke the silence of the room: "Mr. Jonas, you seem to be in a good mood today. Did something happen to make you so happy?"

"Well, a good thing happened."

Jonas turned his office chair slightly and looked out the door, the smile on his face still there.

"Two fish are fighting, and the fish with a bad temper is about to bite the hook."

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Everything was arranged almost perfectly, but there was an imperceptible sense of oppression. The bed was made extremely neatly, as if no one had ever touched it. The bedding was flat without a wrinkle, and the wrinkles on the pillow were carefully ironed, showing an almost harsh neatness.

The walls are covered with elegant beige wallpaper, a color that should bring a warm and comfortable feeling, but here it appears too rigid and cold, the monotony and calmness of the wallpaper echoing the silence of the room, creating an indescribable cold atmosphere.

The dressing table in the corner of the bedroom is exquisite and elegant, with various cosmetics and jewelry displayed on it, but they are arranged too neatly, as if no one has ever used it. The small sofa next to it is also neat and flawless, without any signs of use. All of this seems stiff and lacks signs of life.

The whole bedroom is filled with a dull and depressing atmosphere, as if shrouded by an indescribable atmosphere of indifference. The light blue curtains should have brought tranquility and softness, but here, they seem to absorb all the warmth and vitality in the house. There are no decorative paintings or family photos on the wall, only a quietly hanging mirror, the reflected space appears more empty and deserted in the tranquility, and the mirror seems to be silently telling the loneliness of the room.

There were a few books on the bedside table, but they were placed too neatly and there was no sign of them having been read.

The bedroom door opens.

Ye Hua walked in. She was usually expressionless, but after entering the room, she suddenly lost control of her emotions, as if the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time had finally found an outlet. With a burst of anger and dissatisfaction, she began to rummage through this overly tidy bedroom.

First of all, the bed. The quilt and pillow, which were folded neatly without any marks, were roughly overturned by her and thrown into the air. They fell down in an instant, forming a tangled mess. The delicate folds on the pillow were ruthlessly smoothed out, and the sheets were wrinkled and messy.

She swept the cosmetics and jewelry on the dressing table violently. The bottles and jars made crisp noises as they collided. Some rolled to the ground, some broke, and some were scattered. On the small sofa next to the dressing table, she threw some items casually, and wrinkles and marks began to appear on the sofa, which was no longer as neat as before.

She pulled the curtains roughly, and the neatly hung curtains became crooked. Light poured in from outside, adding a chaotic brightness to the room. The empty mirror on the wall reflected all this mess. The mirror that was originally hanging quietly now seemed to have become a witness to this anger.

The books were thrown off the bedside table and scattered on the ground, losing their previous neat arrangement.

"Hoohoohoo..."

As the chaos in the room reached its peak, Miss Ye Hua gradually felt her anger begin to subside. She took a deep breath and slowly sat down, her body and breathing trying to calm down. Her eyes slowly scanned the room that she had messed up, the fire in her eyes gradually extinguished, replaced by a deep fatigue.

Her fingers gently stroked the unused cosmetics scattered on the dressing table. Miss Ye Hua closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to pull herself out of this storm of emotions and regain her usual composure and rationality.

"Forget about Yue Yan, but why do they want to evacuate me too? The problem is obviously with her, the traitor, not me! Could it be that there are still people like Yue Yan up there? Who is protecting her? Did they change her identity file in the database? Long Cheng is really humorous..."

She laughed dryly twice, no longer sitting on the chair, but lying directly on the bed and closing her eyes.

Suddenly, Ye Hua received a message. She opened her eyes, clicked on the email, and felt a little strange.

Who would email her at this time?

Ye Hua's eyes were fixed on the screen. As she gradually browsed the contents of the email, her expression became more and more serious. The email contained a series of detailed documents and data, accusing Yue Qian of bribing the senior management of Longcheng behind the scenes. The most eye-catching was a detailed bank transaction record, which clearly showed the transfer of large sums of money from Yue Qian's account to the accounts of several key figures in Longcheng.

These bank records not only have clear timelines and huge amounts of money, but the transfer instructions and remarks columns are intentionally left blank or vaguely worded, showing an act of deliberately concealing the true intention. In addition, the emails also contain some photos and videos of secret meetings. Although the images are blurry, they are enough to prove that there is an unusual private connection between Yue Qian and the top management of Longcheng.

"So that's it..."

Miss Ye Hua's mind became heavy under the weight of this evidence. If these materials were true, they would not only expose Yue Chen's bribery, but would also be enough to shake the power structure of Longcheng. She realized that the information carried in this anonymous email would most likely cause a storm.

Ye Hua sat quietly in the room, staring deeply at the bank statements and other evidence on the device. Her mind began to connect the past, thinking about how these new discoveries echoed her attitude towards Yue Yan so far, and even how it took so long for her to tell Ji Ye Ling that she wanted to change her partner. She realized that these evidences might be the key reason why she had not been able to take action to remove the other party.

"Have all the bad guys in Dragon City infiltrated the Sword Wielders?"

In the current situation, information and evidence are often more powerful than useless actions. Miss Ye Hua understands that holding such information means having a certain control over the situation. The bribery between Yue Yan and the top leaders of Longcheng provides her with an invisible card that can play a role at a critical moment.

She analyzed every record and every photo in silence.

"Now it all makes sense. Yue Qian said that she climbed up from the slums, and there was no one protecting her except Ji Ye Ling. I thought it was true, but I didn't expect that I was so stupid before. Now, their true colors are exposed, right?"

Long Cheng decided to withdraw Yue Yan, but that didn't mean that nothing would happen. The person who would take over Yue Yan's position would most likely be a spy, a traitor, or someone directly from the opposing camp, because this mission just happened to be vacant. Ye Hua knew that the purpose of a person or an organization would not be to completely avoid contact just because a member was withdrawn and the mission failed.

In this case, the role of the newcomers may be extremely complex and covert, and they must be more cautious than the Yueqi. They may be sent to collect intelligence, monitor their actions, and even intervene and sabotage when necessary. No matter how cooperative or submissive they appear to be, they may be a hidden threat.

She just sat there, staring intently at the documents on the screen.

A seemingly conclusive piece of evidence, these materials have some loopholes, but her intuition deep in her heart strongly tells her that the truth revealed by this evidence is credible. She believes in her intuition and this evidence more than Yue Xuan's innocence.

Her fingers tapped lightly on the table, the sound of her contemplation echoing in the quiet room.

Ye Hua stood up and walked to the window, staring at the bustling city scene outside. The neon lights cast mottled shadows on the glass. She took a deep breath, as if hesitating about something.

Back at the table, Ye Hua examined the documents again, her eyes becoming sharper. The bank statements, photos and videos of secret meetings, although blurry, were enough to constitute important accusations against Yue Yun. She knew very well that if these evidences were true, they would not only expose Yue Yun's misconduct, but would also be enough to shake the Sword Wielder.

But there is one step left before this evidence can be made public.