I'm not Doraemon, I'm just a salesman

"Voluntarily giving up...where is the standard?"

"...You have already tried it." Team leader Zheng said with some strange expressions.

"In fact, the parents of Yang Zirui, the abnormal contact person, also persuaded their child to give up it. But even if he agreed, we still can't obtain his right to use it."

"Oh? Is he resisting mentally? After all, he is just a child under ten years old." Minister Gao tapped his fingers

"No...actually he should understand." Team Leader Zheng frowned.

"After many attempts, I found that the standard for giving up should be that the holder sincerely gives up his right to use. If the pure exchange of interests cannot fully satisfy the other party's ideas, it cannot constitute the right to give up."

"If that's the case, we can actually..." Minister Gao raised his eyebrows.

It was too easy for him, a senior member of the national security community, to get a ten-year-old to willingly give up access to items.

While trapping children is certainly not something to be advocated, any judgment must be ruthless and efficient when it comes to national security, and...interests.

"This is the second reason why I think Abnormal Object No. 001 should be given to him for use." Team Leader Zheng said seriously.

"First of all, as it is currently impossible to carry out large-scale experiments, the only people who can safely use the 'animal' cards numbered after 001 in the hands of Abnormal 40 are those who have contact with the anomaly. Those who do not exist on the earth may even The requirements for the transformation of creatures related to so-called 'magic' are very strict. At least for now, only the child can use it for a short period of time without being affected."

"So, whether it is for experimental purposes or practical purposes, leaving it to him is the result of maximizing benefits after careful consideration."

Having said this, Team Leader Zheng paused, and then continued:

"And I personally think that if this child joins our Abnormal Affairs Investigation Bureau and trains him from an early age, we will be satisfied in many aspects. First of all, we ensure his education, and secondly, his talents are also needed by our organization. And if in the future With other anomalous contacts joining in, he can become a good role model and representative."

Having said this, Team Leader Zheng's expression became serious, he stood up and said with a slight sense of oppression.

"And I personally guarantee that he will keep the prop for us. I don't think anyone - no one has the ability and ability to hold Abnormal Object No. 001 than Yang Zirui."

"I think he should hold Abnormal Object No. 001. I personally do not agree with anyone else taking ownership of the child from that child through other means! If you must do this, please remove me from public office first!"

He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did, and it might seem naive - but if a person who was willing to be a hero and could make good use of this thing couldn't use him, why should he believe that the second person he might not be able to use it at all? I haven't seen any 'officials' yet?

No matter what, this time, he followed his own thoughts and acted.

"In this case, I will submit another report to the superiors." Minister Gao crossed his arms and advised.

"Team Leader Zheng, the work we are executing has a vital impact on the entire country and even the world. Please be more rational in the future and standardize your behavior as much as possible, otherwise sometimes what you do will be considered right. Even if you do, it will be considered wrong. This is my advice to you as your boss and friend for your future development."

Team Leader Zheng nodded, then turned and left.

Minister Gao looked at the ashes floating in the trash can and was silent for a long time, then laughed to himself.

regular?rule?

Nowadays, in this world where huge changes are about to happen every three to five days, how long can this kind of persistence last?

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ps: I have tried my best to write to this level - to be honest, these two chapters are still very dangerous...forget it, let's write about foreign countries next (Hey

39.The beauty of loneliness

(To clarify again, I couldn’t write the first two stories because of the background because I didn’t think carefully. However, this book is really not about aiding the country - it is inevitable in this book that people will die if they do something, and everyone will be punished. This is also the tone I want to write, except that evil retribution has to be included together for various reasons. Because of some wonderful standards, you can blow up the earth, but you can’t blow up just one place...)

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The lonely sea washes the edge of the coast over and over again with the guidance of the tide. Looking at it, this lonely sea and the gray sky seem to be connected as one.

Night has come, the sky is overcast, and there are no more guests in front of this inconspicuous beach in Miami.

In other words, there is only one guest.

He was sitting on the opposite side of the beach, sitting on a white plastic chair, looking at the sea quietly.

There are no bikini beauties here, no great scenery, just endless loneliness.

As the infinitely spreading sea connects with the heavy dark clouds overhead that only cast a faint light, as the cold sea breeze washes away, the ancient ruins mix with the monotonous sound of the ocean tide.

There is no beauty here, only loneliness.

But this loneliness itself is a kind of beauty that is difficult to describe in words.

Just like the feeling of a person riding a bicycle home under the clouds about to fall in autumn, feeling the cold wind and the dim scenery on the street alone, and looking at the fallen leaves blown up by the autumn wind.

That kind of loneliness that reaches the bone marrow can always awaken some people's indescribable feelings of touch and comfort inexplicably.

Although the colorful beauty is the main color of the world, the lonely and cold dim beauty is also irresistible.

Qiming is like this. He likes this environment and the beauty of loneliness.

Under the dim light, feel the slightly fishy sea breeze blowing through your body, empty your mind and spirit, and immerse everything in this gray tone and silent loneliness.

The spirit is like a stone standing on an isolated island washed by the waves. The strength of standing and the completeness of being alone are fascinating and happy.

Qiming squinted his eyes and enjoyed all this, but he was not absolutely alone.

Lying in his arms was a blue kitten. It looked like a British Blue Shorthair, but its hair color was an incredible sky blue.

She lay lazily in Qiming's hand, feeling the body temperature of her master and savoring this different kind of happiness.

Just like there is a violent storm outside the house, but we are holding each other in the warm house and quilt, enjoying the small happiness.

"Meow~~~"

Twisting her soft and boneless body, she let out a soft cry that made her heart tremble, but Qiming burst out laughing.

"Meow!!!"

This laughter seemed to wake up some kind of switch in her, and also seemed to remind her of something.The kitten stood up with a roar, and bit Qi Ming's thumb out of embarrassment!

But Qiming just gently pinched the little blue cat's neck. The switch caused by biological instinct instantly made the kitten feel numb all over and opened its mouth, and he lifted it into his hand.

"You look even cuter when you become a cat, Nimfu."

"Meow meow meow meow!!!"

Qi Ming teased the kitten's chin with a smile, while the latter meowed in anger, but there was nothing he could do.

Yes, she lost the bet, and she lost it herself.

So as the price of the loser - she was turned into a cat by Qiming.

Doesn't sound like anything particularly worth being ashamed of, does it?But becoming a cat and experiencing the scene of being naked and being played with by a big man is a shameful PLAY that is difficult for normal women to accept.

Qiming seemed to be really addicted to the fun. He grabbed the kitten, put it on his face, took a deep sip, and shouted happily.

"Ah! This is the smell, so powerful, so powerful!!!"

This perverted cat-sucking method completely angered Nimfu. She screamed and broke away from the pervert's hand that grabbed her neck, and then used the cat's claws to scratch his face wildly.

5 minutes later

Qiming, whose face was covered with cat claw marks, smiled and brought a bunch of sweets to Nimfu, who was sitting on the beach holding her knees and sulking. The latter took the snacks with a stinky face and continued to carry them away. The body ignored him.

Qiming didn't do anything more. After expressing his apology, he just turned around and continued to feel the happiness that this lonely atmosphere brought to him.

"Are you having fun doing this?"

After an unknown amount of time, Nimfu, who had already eaten all the sweets, was licking the cream on her white and tender fingers while looking at Qi Ming who was lying in the chair and tilted her head and said

"Can't you appreciate the beauty that loneliness brings?"

Qiming said softly, then turned his fingers, and a burst of old, long and sad music sounded in the invisible void that seemed to come from the last century.

The music has no lyrics, it just keeps looping according to a similar melody, as if looping through an invisible maze, spinning around in the sound quality like an ancient record.

Memories are accompanied by such blues music, just like a patient suffering from Alzheimer's disease, feeling the glorious and shining memories of the past gradually burning in the rewind, and finally lingering in the mind between the remaining instinct and consciousness. A maze you can never get out of.

"Have you ever felt like this? Everything in the world is just like a weird dream you had."

Qiming said softly, as if he was talking to Nimfu or to himself.

He blew out his breath gently, and the world became like a strange dream.

Nimfu raised her head and saw fish drowning in the sky, birds falling into the ocean due to fear of heights, and groups of wild beasts gnawing on rotting corpses.

She saw the world as soft as a piece of paper, with people swimming in the sky and wandering among endless buildings full of windows.

Her breathing became a little uneven, and Nimfu's shoulders sank. She saw a crow standing on her shoulder complaining to her in a voice she couldn't understand. The sea became dark, surging and gathering, burning and burning out. .

I don't know when I was holding an orange in my hand, and fragrant pus flowed from the wound.Trees hung upside down and fell into the sky, and fruits fell like raindrops.

She seemed to see the distant Sinapus in her memory, and her past memories had the texture of an old photo.

The bad, sad memories flooded into her heart again, and she once again saw the dead bird in her hands, the only friend who listened to her singing, being crushed in her hands with a forced smile.

Useless children, useless things, the shame of being in the temple and being dismissed as useless things burned in her heart again. That feeling made her ashamed and made her want to curl up again.

The forest in the sky gradually became foggy, and the dead birds interacted with each other. The girl in the white dress laughed silently and ran into the fog. Nimfu held her breath and took a step forward, but instinctively fell into the endless sky in front of her.

I wanted to scream, but there was no fear. There was only a strong, indescribable laziness and exhaustion lingering around me.

Everything around him began to collapse, and everything began to mutate like a dream gone wrong, and when everything finally turned into a feeble scream.

He woke up with screams, just like a child who had a nightmare, looking at everything around him blankly.

The waves are still crashing on the beach, the lonely sky and the ocean are still connected, and the lonely person is still there.

"Why, you feel like you've had a nightmare." Qiming asked with a chuckle.

It was not a dream, Nimfu could be sure, because the Almighty Angel could not dream.But if that was a burning reality, why didn't the subversion of logic remain in the core of her thinking?

"Skyness is beauty, you seem to understand." Qiming said with a smile.

"When everything is easily regarded as a dream, when your omnipotence makes you confuse your dreams with reality. Perhaps only emptiness is the embodiment of beauty, and only by striving to find an anchor in reality can we continue .”

Nimfu was silent. She actually understood Qiming's feeling. To a certain extent, this was the case with the real 'angels' who created Nimfu, those former Sinapsians.

When the possession of power reaches the end, whether it is technology or magic, when they have an almost omnipotent wishing stone, the desire is accompanied by the realization and the feeling of survival subsides.

For omnipotent people, there is no difference between reality and dreams, and when the two are finally completely confused, for real people, it may be the moment when everything collapses.

Because of this, those Xinapians who can still distinguish between dreams and reality will let themselves "dream" forever, go to the earth to be human beings there, and find the anchor point called reality amidst ignorance and incompetence. , looking for the feeling of being alive despite ignorance and incompetence.

Qiming, he is actually somewhat similar to the Lord of Space. They both live on the boundary between dreams and reality.But the Lord of Space went crazy because of this, using violence to find the feeling of being alive, and enlightened - he pursued change.

Maybe it's because he is more omnipotent. Whenever the lonely nothingness comes, he is as unrealistic in this reality as an illusion.

Silently, Nimfu shook the bell hanging on the red collar around her fair and slender neck. With the clear sound, she once again transformed into her shameful cat appearance.

"Meow~~~"

With a soft voice, she jumped into Qiming's arms, curled up into a ball, and rubbed his palms with her warm and soft face, bringing him a hint of realistic warmth.

Perhaps for him, taking him away was just out of love for a small animal.But for Nimfu, that was the salvation that allowed her to regain the warmth of reality.

I just don't want him to continue to be so lonely, I just want to bring this person closer to feel the warmth of reality at this moment.

If I were the raindrop, could I connect our hearts like the sky and the earth that have never met?

Qiming smiled and said nothing, but gently stroked the cat's soft hair, then stood up, turned around, and walked out of the beach.

Are you getting out of loneliness?Are you getting out of loneliness?Maybe so.

When he walked into the warm and ambiguous orange light, he seemed to have really returned to reality.

Especially - when several black cars surrounded him, and then a group of armed soldiers with live ammunition descended from them. At the same time, a middle-aged woman with an arrogant face walked towards him and showed the ID in her hand.

"I'm FIB Special Investigator Julie! Sir, you must come with us!"

You see, isn’t the sad reality coming?

40. fbi open the door! ! !

FIB CAI plays an annoying role in various movies, novels and different literary works.

They seem to be the epitome of the most arrogant and self-righteous in the country of Free Beacon - always messing up things directly with various unreasonable gestures.

But they do have the capital to be arrogant.

Relying on the most powerful country on the planet, the work of these two spy organizations at home and abroad is all kinds of sabotage.

Killing enemies, killing own people, in short, all kinds of bad things are caused by them.

And the result?

Did they receive any decent revenge?

If in the last century they still had to worry about the KGB as their opponent and the Military Intelligence Department, which was basically reduced to their and the KGB's source of intelligence information, then the two major spy organizations now are basically equivalent to walking sideways all over the world.

Since there is nothing to restrain them, of course they will be arrogant to the extreme.

So when they received the news that Qiming, a suspected 'alien', was in Miami, they immediately came to 'arrest' him without even saying hello to Congress!