Star Wars: The Silver Pledge

Some new employees just wanted to run away, but no one took the lead when they looked around. The solemn and oppressive atmosphere made them unable to move their legs anyway.

Employees who have been employed for two or three years are looking through the employee handbook, looking for clauses that can reasonably skip work and escape without being held accountable.

Veteran employees who have been employed for more than ten years are constantly flashing numbers such as fines for absenteeism, mortgages, and pensions in their minds, and then they honestly bury their files and wait for their leaders to issue them.

In the huge office area, there was a dead silence for a while.

In the depression, the secretary carefully broke the silence, and asked for instructions: "Well, Minister Qiao, do you want to communicate with the higher-ups..."

Qiao Yongkang scolded angrily: "Communication ass! Such a big matter, has the higher-ups communicated with us?"

"Maybe the higher-ups feel that ignorance is also a kind of happiness?"

"Shut up if you can't speak!" Qiao Yongkang threw a small tablet directly, and the secretary ran away with his head in his arms. However, just such a loss made him see that there was actually a stranger in the office area.

That person has black hair and black eyes, looks young, has delicate features, and is dressed in the uniform of a special assistant, which is actually very eye-catching in the office area of ​​the Ministry of Health.

However, that person did not know what method he used to make his sense of existence extremely thin, so that no one noticed his existence during the riot just now.

"Wait, who are you!?"

The young man who was stopped by Qiao Yongkang returned a gentle smile: "Mr. Qiao, I am the assistant to President Zhang Jincheng. I came here to pick up a report document. I just asked Sister Mei to copy it for me."

As he said that, the young man shook a memory card in his hand. The familiar gesture, peaceful tone... and the nod of affirmation from the clerk Mei Mei made Qiao Yongkang gradually let go of his guard.

Although he has never seen this assistant before, Zhang Jincheng is a boss who is full of secrets and people can't figure it out. It is not surprising to recruit a new assistant temporarily.

"Okay, since Mr. Zhang wants it, then send it as soon as possible, don't make him wait..."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yongkang waved the young man away, but when he turned to leave, Qiao Yongkang found that there seemed to be a small iron can in the young man's arm, which looked like... the same as the one [Black Wing] just took. The ones that go are almost identical!

Qiao Yongkang opened his mouth, but he finally didn't stop the young man. Now that he was physically and mentally exhausted, it was no longer suitable for him to meddle in other people's business.

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After walking out of the office area of ​​the Ministry of Health, Sean put down the memory card and walked quickly to a secluded engineering warehouse.

He placed the iron can in his arm on the processing table, and skillfully used the props that came with the workbench to cut the metal can, revealing a bundle of high explosives surrounded by countless wires inside.

Sean couldn't help clenching his fists.

Xia Xi really wasn't joking, he did have the supernatural power to hide from the world, he actually placed a large amount of explosives in the Tianxuan Yudong without telling everyone, the lives of tens of thousands of people, only in his one thought.

And [Black Wing] is indeed Xiaxi's natural enemy. It took Xia Xi a lot of effort to set up the mechanism in Tianxuan Yudong. For [Black Wing], it was like an open-book exam, and the answer was already in front of him.

Sean was deeply impressed by the so-called intelligence suppression.

With 【Black Wing】, Xia Xi really can't do whatever he wants, so it's no wonder he turned to Xiao En for help.

And judging from the situation of passing by [Black Wing] mercenaries just now, Xia Xi's description of [Black Wing] is not lying.

They are indeed very elite fighters, whether it is personal quality or weapons and equipment, they can be called the first-class in the Qian galaxy... But after all, they are only the first-class, and there is still a gap compared with Anping and Lu Nan's powerful strength that almost surpasses common sense.

In other words, compared with a Jedi apprentice who has mastered the skills of the Force, the gap is even further.

"So, if I really want to make a move..."

Whispering to himself, Sean has neatly assembled the disassembled bomb back. Compared with the original bomb, the reassembled bomb has the same appearance, only a thin layer of metal is added on the surface of the metal tank. coating.

Then, he turned off the holographic projection on his wristband, and admitted somewhat reluctantly that the "Concise and Concise Bomb Dismantling Guide" that Xia Xi passed to him before parting was really useful.

After the construction was completed, Sean quickly left the engineering warehouse and came to a staff restaurant on the 20th floor.

At this time, the restaurant was empty, and most of the employees were struggling at their jobs, so it was difficult to spare any time for supper. The etiquette robot in front of the service desk is humming a metallic tune out of boredom. Seeing Xiao En coming, two blue eyes suddenly burst into light.

"Welcome to come and eat." The robot made an excited voice, "What would you like to order?"

"...Well, I want a side dish."

"Sorry, we don't serve miscellaneous cooking here."

Sean seemed a little disappointed, he was silent for a while, and showed a relieved expression: "Well, then a bacon rice bowl will be fine."

After that, Sean didn't feel sentimental, quickly finished his supper and left in a hurry.

During this period, without anyone noticing, he quietly glued the metal canister with explosives under the dining table.

Less than thirty minutes after Sean left, a young man in tight black clothes and a heavy cloak ran over quickly.

The etiquette robot faithfully performed its duties and greeted meticulously: "Welcome to come to eat, may I ask..."

Before the words finished, the robot felt a blur in front of its eyes, and the man in black passed by it at an alarming speed, broke into the restaurant, and looked around.

The etiquette robot turned around anxiously and asked, "Excuse me..."

"Shut up!" The man in black interrupted viciously, "If you don't want to be blown into parts, don't bother me!"

"but……"

"Or I can dismantle you right now!" The man in black roared almost angrily.

The next moment, the blue eyes of the etiquette robot captured a dark muzzle. Only then did the robot notice that this young man in black was fully armed.

He held a sparkling silver blaster in his hand, and under the cloak was the silhouette of an individual heavy weapon...

Although as a protocol robot, its memory bank has a serious lack of weapon-related knowledge, but this does not prevent it from judging the danger of the opponent.

Such a dangerous person, while holding a gun, let his eyes sweep back and forth in the restaurant, his whole body almost filled with killing intent... However, no matter how he observed, he couldn't get any results, which made him even more impatient.

The etiquette robot carefully avoided the direction of the muzzle, lowered the volume and asked, "What are you looking for?"

The man in black was a little impatient to be disturbed by the robot, but thinking of the purpose of his trip, he suppressed his anger and replied: "It has nothing to do with you."