Lin Qiye frowned when he saw the three big characters on the screen, "You don't even have permission for me?"
With Lin Qiye's current status, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is inferior to one person among the night watchmen. Even he does not have the authority to do this file, which means that this file should be in the hands of Zuo Qing... Why is an ancient scroll from the Han Dynasty
, has such a high level of confidentiality?
Why does my name appear in this file? Is it related to the mysterious little boy inside me?
The more Lin Qiye thought about it, the more strange he felt. He planned to find time to question Zuo Qing.
"I almost forgot, there is one more thing..."
Lin Qiye's fingers quickly tapped on the keyboard:
——Red-haired girl, Chloe
He had promised on the 27th that he would help him find the girl, but now he couldn't use the power of miracles, so he would definitely not be able to rely on throwing branches... In desperation, he could only start with the Night Watchman's intelligence network.
To Lin Qiye's surprise, several files actually popped up under the index.
The strange thing is that these files have a wide range of years. The earliest one is from the Han Dynasty... and the latest one is from six years ago.
What the hell? Could it be that this girl named Chloe has lived from the Han Dynasty to modern times?
Is this the second Jialan?
With full of doubts, Lin Qiye clicked on these files one by one. He could open the others, but he still did not have permission to open the files from the Han Dynasty.
Most of these files are from night watchmen stationed at the border. They had witnessed a red-haired girl and a figure shrouded in smoke walking out of the fog. On one occasion, they even proposed to enter Daxia. Later,
Ye Fan, the commander-in-chief at that time, met with them in person and then allowed them seven days of free time in Daxia.
However, what exactly they discussed during that meeting was not recorded in the file.
Lin Qiye flipped through these witness files, glanced at a line of characters, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
"This is..." he muttered to himself.
On the flashing computer screen, a line of characters was blackened and bolded:
——Chloe, Forbidden Ruins Sequence 001, unnamed, suspected to be an agent of Yelland, the Holy Lord of the Western Holy Religion.
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"We should be the first to arrive, right?!"
A commercial vehicle stopped at the entrance of the Night Watch Headquarters. Xia Simeng jumped out of the vehicle first, looked at the morning glow in the east, and smiled confidently.
"...Captain, we don't have to rush like this, right?" The other members of the [Phoenix] team got out of the car with dark circles under their eyes and yawned several times, "Didn't the meeting start at nine o'clock? It's only after six o'clock now.
ah……"
"Arriving early shows that our [Phoenix] team is sincere! As long as we leave a good impression on Lin Qi... ahem, Lin Chu, it will be easier to ask for leave in the future."
Xia Simeng gave Tong Sheng a look, and the latter silently took out a big red plastic bag from the trunk, held it in his arms, and followed Xia Simeng, burying his head as low as possible.
[Phoenix] The team walked into the headquarters and walked straight to the conference room. As soon as they opened the door, the smile on Xia Simeng's face froze instantly.
I saw that the huge conference room was already full of people.
Beside the large oval conference table, eight figures in black cloaks sat upright like sculptures, with wide brims covering their faces, and their aura was mysterious and cold.
Compared with them, the six boys and girls opposite seemed a little restless. They didn't have their own cloaks, and their bodies were dusty, as if they had just come back from begging in some corner.
Seeing the [Phoenix] team pushing open the door and entering, these boys and girls immediately stood up and began to salute them respectfully.
"Why did you all come so fast?" Xia Simeng's eyes widened when she saw the two teams, "Forget it about [Psychic Mediums], they fly very fast on the artifact... What about you? The reserve team should not have their own.
A plane?"
Fang Mo coughed lightly and said, "Senior Xia, we took the high-speed train back overnight... we just changed trains a few times on the way."
The corner of Xia Simeng's mouth twitched slightly, she sighed helplessly, and led everyone to sit down at the other end of the conference table.
[Psychic Medium] In the team, Wu Laogou raised the brim of his hat slightly. He glanced at the red plastic bag held in Tong Sheng's arms and said in surprise:
"What is that? A cigarette? Captain Xia...the new director has just taken office. You are not going to bribe him with this thing, are you?"
"Forehead……"
Xia Simeng was speechless for a moment. She had planned to secretly give this thing to Lin Qiye while she was the first to arrive... But she didn't expect that she was the last one, and she suddenly looked a little embarrassed.
"This is our captain's collection." Tong Sheng replied bravely.
Wu Laogou glanced at her with a strange expression, nodded and said, "You can't tell... Captain Xia smokes and drinks in private?"
"Hehehehe, I'm used to it, I'm used to it, I feel uncomfortable if I don't smoke one every day." Xia Simeng laughed dryly, "Tong Sheng, come on, order one for me... No, order one."
Tong Sheng took out a cigarette, stuffed it into the stiff Xia Simeng's mouth, and silently lit the cigarette butt.
At this moment, two figures walked into the office one after another.
Lin Qiye held a file and as soon as he walked in, he saw Xia Simeng holding a cigarette in one hand and coughing. He frowned and said seriously:
"Captain Xia, smoking is prohibited in the conference room."
Hearing these words, Shen Qingzhu behind him froze and silently stuffed the cigarette that had just been held out of the corner of his mouth into his pocket.
"Ahem, cough... Sorry, sorry!" Xia Simeng crushed the cigarette butt, hurriedly brushed her messy temples, and sat upright in her seat, pretending that nothing had happened, but wisps of cigarette smoke were still coming from her nose.
White smoke...
[Phoenix] When the rest of the team saw this scene, they wanted to bury their heads in the ground.
Lin Qiye took the file and sat down at the main seat of the conference table. He glanced at everyone and smiled slightly.
"Since everyone is here, let's start early."
"Everyone here is an acquaintance, so I won't introduce myself too much... From today on, I will be the temporary director of the Night Watch's Special Operations Division."
Bang bang bang——!
Fierce applause resounded in the conference room. Fang Mo and others had smiles on their faces as they clapped hard, their palms turning red from the slaps.
"Before the meeting officially begins, I would like to announce something as the director of the Special Operations Division..." Lin Qiye's expression gradually became serious, and the entire conference room suddenly fell into silence.
"From today on, the Snow Hidden Plan will be activated for the original Special Team No. 004 [Masked] and the original Special Team No. 005 [Night]..."