Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 53 Gabriel Fair

When Dennis pushed the door open and entered, his vision darkened for a moment.

There were no lights on in this spacious office located on the top floor of the building. As far as the eye could see, the simple decorations seemed to be covered with a layer of dull gray, sinking into a cold iron-like silence in the dimness.

But there is still a ray of light.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the man with his back turned stopped and paused, overlooking the world a hundred meters below.

Even though it was close to early morning, the neon forest composed of steel and vacuum tubes growing on the land of Palowe was still bright. The colorful holographic projections and the never-ending dazzling traffic reflected a constantly changing luster on the man's face.

"director."

Looking at this scene, Dennis paused for a while before speaking: "We have compared the DNA and it is indeed Kenge who died."

There was another deathly silence.

After an unknown amount of time, the man finally turned around.

Except for an etched circuit across his chin, the man looked just like a natural person. He was in his early thirties and was wearing a crisp black suit.

But if you have the habit of paying attention to the news, then this face will not be too unfamiliar.

Although the number of trips abroad is not many, every time it appears in the news, it represents a major event - the last time it appeared, the owner of this face and the director of the Security Bureau jointly announced an attack on the extremist armed terrorist organization "Enlightenment". Palother's deployed force successfully caused a major blow and once again maintained the security order of Palother's city.

Jade Manufacturing's Palower branch, security director, Gabriel Fair.

"You shouldn't come to me for such a trivial matter."

Looking at Dennis, Gabriel looked cold and obviously had no intention of moving: "I don't have time to care about the life and death of a small character like Kenge."

"I understand, but supervisor, this time the situation is a bit special."

Dennis said in a respectful tone: "The person who killed Kenge was a psychic, and according to current information analysis, he was a medical trial volunteer at the Kenge Institute nine days ago."

"oh?"

Hearing this, Gaboy seemed to finally have some interest. Before he could say anything else, Dennis sent a briefing document and video through the company's internal communication software.

Gaboy's pupils lit up as he accepted the documents and videos and quickly browsed them.

"The Dayuan of the first ring has performed like this just after awakening. Not bad."

Gabriel nodded slightly: "He is indeed a very valuable person. Have you checked his file clearly?"

"It's all sorted out."

Dennis replied: "He is an orphan placed by the government. He was born in the Lomond Orphanage. His education is a graduate of Palower No. 7 Public High School. He has been living in the Deep Moss District. Because of the poor management of the Lomond Orphanage, the capital chain is almost broken. , so he chose to become a medical experiment volunteer in exchange for compensation.”

"According to the personality assessment and behavioral analysis of the Human Resources Department, he has obvious "anti-company tendencies" and "emotionally manipulative personality" and is currently rated as a Level 2 human resource."

"Um."

Listening to this, Gaboy's expression did not change. He said calmly: "Find him. Didn't he kill Kenge? Then give him an M5 salary and let him join the security department."

Dennis was slightly surprised. His "senior executive specialist" was only M6, which was the same position level as Kenge. However, the latter is the director of a marginalized research institute, and Dennis is a member of the security department that has been in the spotlight in the past two years. In real terms, Dennis must have a higher position.

The "ordinary specialist" in the security department is M4, while M5 is already at the level of "senior specialist".

Is it a little too high?

"Director, this."

Dennis wanted to say something, but considering the temper of the person in front of him, he gave up the idea.

Instead of asking "What if the other party doesn't accept the offer?", Dennis nodded to indicate that he understood, and then said:

"One more thing. Regarding Kenge's death, there have been some opinions from the Medical Department. Some people have asked us to find out the situation as soon as possible and arrest the murderer. In this case, our position is."

"Medicine department? Some people?"

Gabriel shook his head: "Now that they are no longer in charge of the Medical Department, they are asking to find out the situation for "Kenger"? Haha, it's just an excuse to use the topic."

"As for "Song Shi", if he is willing to join the Security Department, then I will be responsible for all subsequent pressure. If he refuses to join, then hand him over to the Medical Department - you will be responsible for this matter."

"I understand, I will definitely do it"

"Dennis."

Gabriel interrupted directly, and his tone became a bit colder: "You have always done a good job in the past, so I allow you to take charge of this matter, but people need to know how to measure. You can want Vidani, but you can't do it. Too much, willingly - at least the two of you reached a "willingly" agreement."

"Supervisor, I..." Dennis looked tense.

"I won't care about the process and results, but once your methods go over the line, causing the people from the medical department to come forward and file a complaint in the name of Vidani as being "persecuted"——"

Obviously he was still standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, not moving a step.

But at this moment, in Dennis's eyes, Gabriel's shadow suddenly expanded, sweeping over half of the room and pressing down, as if it was about to swallow him whole.

"——You understand the consequences."

The recording program of the expensive implanted artificial eye worth 150,000 credit points clearly showed that there was no "expanding shadow" just now. Gabe was just standing there and looking at him.

All the oppressive scenes just now were just his own illusions.

Is this the power of "psychic energy"?

—— Is this the [transcendence] of the third ring?

It was not until Dennis walked into the elevator and accidentally bumped into someone that he suddenly realized that he had left the office for a while.

He hurriedly stuffed the data tablet that almost fell into his arms back into his arms. The middle-aged employee raised his head and was about to see who was so uncultured.

The next moment, seeing the other party's uniform style and cold gaze, he quickly shut up, looked at his nose, looked at his mouth, and stood obediently in the corner of the elevator.

"Psychic energy."

Dennis murmured in an almost imperceptible voice, lowering his head and making it difficult to see his expression.

One minute later.

When "11" appeared on the display, the elevator opened silently.

Dennis, who had already raised his head again, slowly adjusted his collar, showed his usual smile, stepped out of the elevator, and walked towards his own office.

And he casually clicked on a number signed "Isa Garden Manager" and sent a text message.

"——Book a top-floor compartment for seven o'clock tomorrow night, double seats. And you know, I only want your best chef."

Thanks to Chi Mengshuo and Shan Guiting for the reward