Chapter 144 A hundred years ago [01] A hundred years of disaster, kicked off
Jiang Yan.
When he saw this name, Mo Qing's fingers paused.
Goblin came over and said, "It's strange. I dug through the base information and couldn't find this name. His position, identity, and experience are all blank."
Mo Qing turned another page.
What catches the eye are long paragraphs of text, handwritten.
It's his word.
"This department was established to prevent a future disaster..."
Mo Qing's eyelids jumped when he saw the first sentence.
Her eyes narrowed and she continued to look down.
There are only three pages written full of prophecies.
There is a group of special people hidden in this world. Their appearance is the same as ordinary people, and it is difficult to detect the difference. However, their existence will bring disaster to mankind, and the time point is a hundred years from now.
However, this department was established for this group of people.
In this prophecy, the existence of "Mo Qing" was revealed, without naming her, but named her as a collection of the base, and finally left a tattoo on her ankle for verification.
After Mo Qing finished reading, Goblin raised his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't it mysterious?"
Mo Qing couldn't help but agree: "Mysterious."
"I didn't believe it at first. But the tattoo on your ankle is exactly the same as this..." Goblin clicked on the last picture.
Goblin took a breath: "And this file was read by me ten years ago."
"Um."
"What do you think?" Goblin asked enthusiastically.
"have no idea."
Mo Qing looked normal and put the information into the file.
"Don't you know something about the inside story?" Goblin put his palms on the table, "Don't you know this person named Jiang Yan? Why did he write this, and how did he know about your existence?"
Goblin observed Mo Qing's expression, but didn't notice anything strange at all.
At the end, Goblin spread his hands: "Even if you don't know, aren't you curious?"
Mo Qing lazily said: "Curious."
Goblin: "..."
You are as calm as an old monk who has entered meditation, and there is no trace of curiosity at all!
While he was cursing in his heart, Goblin suddenly noticed that Mo Qing grabbed the file bag and tore it up in three or two strokes.
Mo Qing raised his eyebrows with interest: "I'm very interested in so-called disasters."
"..." Goblin stared, shocked for a long time. It wasn't until Mo Qing threw the portfolio into the trash can that he burst out, "You tore up the portfolio, how can you explain it to the warehouse!"
Mo tilted his head at him: "Can they remember?"
"..."
Goblin's mood fell to the bottom in a second.
Yes.
Everything about the "supernatural department" is unimportant.
In the Eighth Base, the existence of this department is worse than that of two cleaning ladies.
After wandering in his mind, Goblin grasped the key point: "Then you can't tear it apart."
"I'm the minister."
"..."
One sentence left Goblin speechless.
Mo Qing opened the computer and was about to process the files when he saw Goblin still standing there.
She asked: "Is there anything else?"
"Oh, there is one thing." Goblin was reminded by her and remembered, "I heard that two employees are coming to our department. One is Song Yiyuan, you just said it."
"Um."
"They said that the other one was a sick child, and no department was willing to take it, so he was forced to give it to us in the end?" Goblin said with some worry on his face.
It is enough for their department to have Mo Qing to take care of them.
One more...
How does he mess around?
Mo Qing nodded: "Yeah."
Goblin couldn't believe it: "You accept this too?"
Mo Qing asked back: "Otherwise, why do you think I came to Song Yiyuan?"
After a pause for two seconds, Goblin understood: "It's buy one get one free if you share the book!"
"A good deal." Mo Qing opened a new document and just typed two words when he suddenly thought of something, "Have the results of this batch of qualified employees been released?"
"It's out." Goblin clapped his hands, "Song Yiyuan, first overall."
Mo Qing asked: "What is my score in the written test?"
Goblin forgot to take back his smile and was dumbfounded: "You don't know?"
"Forgot to watch."
"Full score! Four hundred points! Unprecedented!" Goblin slammed the table excitedly. "These days, the entire base is discussing whether you cheated. Don't you know?"
"No time for gossip."
"..." Goblin choked, "What are you doing in the office all day these days?"
"Write information."
As Mo Qing spoke, he started typing on the keyboard, telling Goblin to get lost.
*
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Minister Fan came to Director An's office with a sad face and holding Song Yiyuan's files.
"A rare visitor." Director An saw Minister Fan and smiled kindly, "It's rare to see you come to my house."
As she said this, she glanced at the file in Minister Fan's hand: "He is so precious that you should come here specially."
"This is Song Yiyuan's file." Minister Fan pressed a file bag on the table, and then put another file bag aside, "This is the file of Ling...101 Department."
Director An looked at it twice, smiled, and leaned back: "I don't understand, what does this mean?"
"Song Yiyuan's personal resume is thicker than that of Department 101. Putting him in Department 101 is too unfair."
"How can you call him Qu Cai?" Director An said, "Mo Qing, who scored the highest score in the written examination in history, is there. What's more, Mo Qing is also a century-old veteran of our base."
Minister Fan sighed: "People with good fortune can become centenarians after just one sleep."
Director An stopped joking with him and said: "Mo Qing's existence is indeed special, but I have read all the observation data you submitted. Her danger is almost zero, and her political consciousness is higher than all of you. However, I
I agree with them to move the office to your operations department, but I still hope you and Hoss will keep an eye on it."
"You're right." Minister Fan brought the topic back, "This Song Yiyuan..."
"Where is Song Yiyuan, you can rest assured." Director An picked up Song Yiyuan's file, "Mo Qing promised that if he cannot persuade Song Yiyuan to stay, he will respect Song Yiyuan's choice."
"so."
Minister Fan nodded slightly, his expression relaxed.
Director An picked up a pile of documents on the table and pushed them towards Minister Fan: "Let's take a look."
Minister Fan looked through it and was surprised by the countless applications: "What is this?"
"In just a few days after taking office, Mo Qing has mastered all the rules of the base, including funding applications, welfare applications, privilege applications..." Director An raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, "Hurry up and ask Huss to find something for her to do.
.”
"..."
Minister Fan glanced at these applications, which could be called standard essays, and looked at Director An sympathetically.
At the same time, he was also grateful: Fortunately, he was on the same level as Mo Qing now, otherwise all these troublesome "applications" would have landed on his desk.
*
The original plan was for Song Yiyuan to come to Dongshi City tomorrow.
However, before getting off work that day, Song Yiyuan broke into Mo Qing's office, who had arrived in a hurry.
At that time, Mo Qing was familiar with the backend of the department's newly updated website.
Song Yiyuan was on fire. He didn't even bother to say a polite word, and stated his appeal straightforwardly: "I want to go to the Action Team."
"It's right next door."
Mo glanced at him sideways and pointed to a wall on the left.
"I'm not kidding you." Song Yiyuan took a deep breath, with a cold look on his face, suppressing the emotions that were about to explode, "Put me back."
"You have two choices."
Mo Qing turned her chair around and faced Song Yiyuan, her elbows resting on the armrests. She folded her legs and looked lazy.
Facing the angry Song Yiyuan, she responded calmly.
She spoke slowly: "First, go to the first team with your demands. As an ordinary team member, wait for the hope you want to appear."
Song Yiyuan's expression condensed.
After a pause, Mo Qing continued: "Second, come to my department and be your deputy minister. The rights and benefits that a department should have will not be missing. At the same time, you can use these to take the initiative to find what you want.
clues."
Song Yiyuan, who originally stood firm, was suddenly confused by Mo Qing's words.
After being stunned for a while, Song Yiyuan asked hesitantly: "Do you know what I want to do?"
"I don't know." Mo Qing shrugged, "But here, you have freedom and rights."
Mo Qing tapped his fingers on the armrest and slightly curled his lips: "And I have this plug-in."
"..."
At that moment, Song Yiyuan's heart skipped a beat.
--Depend on!
——Why didn’t Hoss tell him that Mo Qing has completely transformed in the past six months and learned how to deceive people?
"bite--"
Suddenly, a notification sound came from Mo Qing's computer.
Glancing at the screen, Mo Qing turned his chair back, moved the mouse, and clicked on the latest news.
"The application I submitted yesterday has been approved." Mo Qing said, "In the future, we will share tasks with the action department."
"Really?" Song Yiyuan was completely moved.
Mo tilted his chin and pointed at the computer screen.
Song Yiyuan looked suspicious, walked over and looked at the computer screen.
Sure enough, the "task sharing plan" submitted by Mo Qing was approved, and the signatory was Director An.
Mo Qing tilted his head and asked him: "How is it?"
Song Yiyuan frowned: "I'm the deputy minister?"
"Um."
"Absolute freedom and rights?"
"certainly."
Song Yiyuan finally confirmed: "Do you mean what you say?"
Old Mo Qing said seriously: "Keep your word."
At this point, Mo Qing pulled out a piece of paper from a stack of documents, picked up a pen, and handed it to Song Yiyuan: "Sign your name and you will be the deputy director of Department 101."
Song Yiyuan filled in his name without thinking.
“Tuk-tuk-tuk.”
Hoss is at it again.
Mo Qing and Song Yiyuan looked towards the door.
Hoss came over with a stack of printed paper and put it on Mo Qing's desk: "These are all D, E, and F level tasks in the operations department. You can choose as you like."
"Why aren't there people above level D?" Song Yiyuan suddenly felt a sense of crisis.
"No delegation," Hoss replied.
He stared at Song Yiyuan, meaning: Has Mo Qing relaxed?
"..."
Song Yiyuan was silent.
Complete silence.
The foreign editor who worked hard for three years returned to the pre-liberation period in the blink of an eye.
Why did he believe Mo Qing's words?!
Song Yiyuan turned his head angrily, stared at Mo Qing, and said word by word: "Mo, Qing!"
Mo Qing looked through the tasks leisurely and said, "Call the minister."
"I want to resign!" Song Yiyuan said angrily.
"Finish this order first." Mo Qing took out a piece of paper, put it on the table, and then told Song Yiyuan, "Call Goblin in."
"..."
Song Yiyuan was about to go berserk.
This devil!
One second she was coaxing him to sign, but after signing, her face changed. Not only did she not feel any guilt towards him, but she also commanded him openly!
The pride and stubbornness in his bones made Song Yiyuan freeze in place.
However, Goblin was worry-free. He walked in from the outside and asked with a smile: "Call me?"
Song Yiyuan has the desire to kill people.
Huos, who was watching all this, realized that Song Yiyuan's matter had become a big deal, sighed and let it develop.
——Because of Mo Qing's countless applications, the tasks of the operations department and department 101 are overlapping, so it will be more convenient for him to disclose information to Song Yiyuan in the future.
——Not considered a violation.
Mo Qing looked at Goblin: "I have a mission."
"What mission?"
Goblin immediately came over.
Mo Qing clicked on the piece of paper he just picked out.
[Content]: Frequent accidents happen to the crew during filming. Many accidents have caused people to panic. Investigations by the crew and the police have found nothing. Please find out the reasons for everything to avoid accidents from happening again.
【Location】: Qingqiao Town.
【Level】:f.
The operations department is always busy.
In the past, tasks were screened before being sent to the headquarters. Now, the newly launched system automatically ranks and summarizes them, and there are countless tasks every day.
Therefore, no one from the action team would even look at missions below D level.
Let alone an F-level one.
In fact, except for Mo Qing and Goblin, who are "missing missions", even Song Yiyuan would not even look at an F-level mission.
"Isn't there a stack? Why did you choose this one?" Goblin picked up the piece of paper and looked at it for a moment, feeling a little confused, "Qingqiao Town is too far away."
"Close your eyes."
Mo Qing said perfunctorily.
Then, she looked at Goblin and Song Yiyuan and said without hesitation: "Pack up and leave tomorrow."
Goblin was shocked: "So fast?"
Mo Qing said: "It's so dangerous, what if someone dies?"
Huos + Song Yiyuan: "..."
It's just an F-level mission, so there's no need to take it so seriously.
…
After confirming the latest mission, Mo Qing sent away Huos, Song Yiyuan, and Goblin.
Mo Qing sat on the office chair and picked up the F-level task sheet again.
Qingqiao Town.
Great place.
Since being trapped that time, she has never been there again.
*
After leaving Department 101, Hoss returned to his office.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Note: Jiang carved.
Huos answered the phone and asked: "Come to Dongshi City?"
"No."
"When are you coming?"
"I have something to do at the moment, so I need to delay it for a while."
"Okay." Hoss paused and remembered something, "I haven't told her about your transfer to Mo Qing's department."
It was purely because of the ink.
Every time before going to the next door, I wanted to talk about it, but as soon as I saw Mo Qing, I was so angry that I forgot about it.
Jiang Ke paused for a second and said, "I will tell her myself."
"Um."
Hoss responded.
Just as he was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly heard the noisy background sound from Jiang Ke's side, and vaguely, as if he heard familiar words.
Hoss was suddenly startled and asked, "Where are you?"
"Qingqiao Town."
After those three light words came in, Jiang Ke had already hung up the phone.
