Odd Containment Specialist

"Well, it's very useful." Xia Shou sat upright and his posture was very cramped.

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

The Seven Branches of Fragments were the key item for him to bring [Future Prefabrication] to the modern age. He was really reluctant to hand it over, but to be honest, Xia Shou had already given up.

If the minister wants it, how can he refuse?

Although the minister said it nicely, saying that everything was voluntary and that this investment would have greater returns in the future, did he really have the option to refuse?

The minister knew all about seeking his own death and recording notes, and it was not before now. At least the top management of the Bureau of Control had not really noticed him before, but now the Council of Wands knew about him, if not for Edward's persuasion through some means. Parliament, otherwise he would surely have been detained for investigation.

And now that the minister has become the interim deputy director, the parliament has even made a compromise for this appointment by concealing the past and letting it go. Does this mean that in the future, as long as he stays under the minister, he can still hang out in the Control Bureau?

After entering the Management and Control Bureau, although there was a lot of rigid management, Xia Shou had no intention of leaving the Management and Control Bureau.

In this world, the management and control bureau's philosophy and outlook are rare and normal among extraordinary organizations.

Regardless of this point, just the massive amount of information, powerful banned objects, terrifying intelligence network and material collection capabilities of the Control Bureau made Xia Shou reluctant to leave.

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

If secret documents are obtained in the future, who will be responsible for translating them?

If I want to trade with others in the Paradise Choir in the future, how much profit will I have to lose if I can't get the advantage of the Control Bureau?

There are also those blood bottles that the minister gave him for free. Those blood bottles are simply the best in combat! In Xia Shou's eyes, he was completely bound to reaching the peak. Without that special blood bottle, he would not have the confidence to start reaching the peak.

As for this kind of blood bottle, he couldn't find any item with similar functions in the database of the Control Bureau. It was most likely that it was specially supplied by the three parts. For this reason, he was reluctant to resign.

Not to mention resigning, he doesn't dare to transfer to another department now. He feels that once he transfers to another department, he will be investigated by Shuanggui, and the relationship between colleagues will never be better than it is now.

The good thing about the three movies is that everyone is hiding something behind their backs, and no one's crotch is clean, so no one will open the crotches of other people's pants to check what shit they have in their pants.

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

Now even if the leader blackmails me, I can only hold my nose and admit it.

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

What the hell, is this considered paid work?

By the way, is there really a return that the minister said?

"The minister needs it, I have no objection." Xia Shou said firmly, as if he was not reluctant at all.

"Thanks to Xiaoxia, the collective consciousness is very high, so that's settled." Shangguanyan smiled silently, "There are no other things, please protect Mo Ying. Before she decides to take action, protecting her is the top priority. of."

Xia Shou walked out of Shangguanyan's office quickly. He almost took the shortest time.

The next person called in was Jiang Wengao, and then Mo Ying.

Everyone spent a lot of time, and after everyone finally talked about it, Shangguanyan finally made a summary: "I usually listen to Mo Ying when it comes to combat. Xia Shou, you should not take command unless necessary.

Afterwards, you will search together with other teams, but in addition to mutually recognized cooperation, if the other party makes a request that you do not understand, consider it carefully, and remember that you have never remembered a divine law.

Everyone, please hurry up, the reflected world is a burning relic. "

"Understood!" Everyone said in unison.

"I'm back!"

Li Ming opened the door and walked in, bringing back photos of Sousaburo's paintings.

Xia Shou stood up suddenly and couldn't wait to take the photo. The photo showed a chain in the dark.

This is the painting of Naganuma Jusaburo.

"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, this painting should be a child, a child who looks like Bai Xue, and should be the same age as Hui Yu.

Could it be that I really guessed wrong?

So what is the meaning of the painting that killed the painter in the conversation between gods?

Xia Shou looked at Hui Yu, who was sleeping soundly on the table, with confusion in his eyes.

"Forget it, let's go. Minister, can you find someone to keep this child under strict supervision?" Xia Shou asked.

Shangguan Yan took a deep look at Xia Shou and nodded: "I will send someone to take care of him, and I will keep an eye on him."

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

When they gathered in the lobby, he met the other teams operating with them.

There are also many old acquaintances in the other teams.

"Why is it always you?" said No. 102. Standing next to her were Gu Liang and Shen Fei, as well as 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 Yin Cao team has assembled for the second time!" Gu Liang said jokingly, touching his chin.

Shen Fei pointed at the ancient beam and said to Xia Shou:

"Ignore him, he feels too good about himself recently. Didn't you exchange hostages with the funeral home a while ago? Many of the rescued civilians invited us to dinner, and he also met a new girlfriend."

"Why didn't anyone invite me to dinner?" Xia Shou asked in confusion.

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

Xia Shou realized that his email was indeed handed over to someone else to take care of.

But there was nothing to regret, because he was really busy and had no time to go even if he received an invitation.

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

Why is he here too?

Shouldn't this guy be serving a sentence?

The next second, Xia Shou noticed that the other person was wearing a collar that only special employees would wear. It seems that this guy passed the assessment during his sentence and became an employee of the Control Bureau.

No. 102 noticed Xia Shou's sight 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 actually supposed to be assigned to your department, but he took the initiative to refuse and chose our department."

"Hey!" Huang Changnian glared and shouted.

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

"I...you, don't say it!" Huang Changnian clenched his fists and whispered helplessly and angrily.

No. 102 sighed speechlessly: "Damn it, die early, 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's only been a few days, and that madman seems to have changed. Is the moral training of 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.