Chapter 022: Number 404 [14] On How to Support Mo Qing
"It's just a Mo family, don't worry, we can arrange a better place for you."
Hoss looked serious and comforted Mo Qing.
He took Mo Qing into the car, and after Mo Qing fastened his seat belt, he said, "I'll take you to Mo's house to pack your things first. Then you follow me to the base, and I'll report on your situation."
Mo Qing was not interested: "Yeah."
Hoss drove to Mo's house.
I thought that the Mo family would not move too fast, and he prepared several reasons to get Mo Qing's luggage. Who would have thought that after he rang the doorbell to identify himself, Yang's mother came out with a bunch of things.
As soon as the door opened, Yang's mother threw the things on the ground: "That's it."
Mo Qing didn't have many belongings. Clothes and the like could be packed into a bag. But the books couldn't be packed in, and they weren't wrapped up. They were thrown on the ground and scattered everywhere.
Mo Qing, who had not shown any emotional changes since his identity was revealed, suddenly turned cold.
Yang's mother's nostrils turned upward: "Madam said that everything Mo Qing used must be thrown away, and I am packing it away. If you want to be rare, including bedding, teacups, etc., I will pack them all for you."
Hoss's voice was cold: "No need."
When Yang's mother learned that Mo Qing was leaving, she was very happy and continued to taunt her: "Don't regret it if you don't. There won't be this store after passing this village. She can't afford the things our Mo family prepared for her in the future..."
"You are just a person who works for others, and you call your master 'us'?"
Huo Si's words pierced Yang's mother's heart.
Yang's mother's face changed slightly, but she was frightened. She glared at Hoss angrily, cursed and walked in the door.
Huo Si looked at Mo Qing nervously, fearing that Mo Qing would be unhappy because of what Yang Ma just said.
However, Mo Qing just walked to the pile of items, picked up the books one by one, picked up the bag and threw it on his shoulder, turned around and said to him: "Let's go."
She didn't care about it, nor was she angry.
Can--
This time, she didn't care, but Hoss was angry.
After being their daughter for a month, why did the Mo family treat Mo Qing like this?
That's a little too much.
*
Since its establishment, the headquarters of the Eighth Base has been established in Dongshi City. Since then, although branches have been opened in many places, the headquarters has taken root and has never been moved.
It built a high-rise building in the city center specifically for the offices of various departments.
This is Mo Qing's first time here.
Since waking up, Mo Qing has been staying in the collection warehouse, which is a hidden place. Entry and exit need to be checked at all levels, which is much stricter than entering and exiting the headquarters building.
Hoss had unobstructed access inside the building.
He introduced to Mo Qing: "There are two types of employees at the Eighth Base. One is full-time employees, who are established and work in the building. The other is non-staff personnel, just like Song Yiyuan. They have their own jobs."
"And you?"
Hoss is obviously a regular employee, but he also has a job as a criminal police officer.
"We are an action team, and we have other jobs outside, so it's convenient." Hoss explained, "Some departments are relatively idle, and employees can go out part-time, as long as they file a report and get approval."
"oh."
Mo Qing answered perfunctorily and looked around.
As one of the founders of the Eighth Base, Mo Qing was not familiar with the Eighth Base. After all, there was only a prototype of the Eighth Base when she was asleep, and she only had time to write half of the collection manual.
At this time, someone came out of the corner. After meeting the two of them, he whistled and said hello: "Captain Huo."
"Minister Ge." Hoss nodded and introduced to Mo Qing, "He is the director of the paranormal department, Goblin."
Mo tilted his eyes at the man.
He is very tall, wearing casual clothes, with blond hair, a silver earring in his left ear, white skin, peach blossom eyes, his eyes are crooked and his smile seems non-aggressive, but he looks unruly.
"New here?" Goblin smiled at Mo, tossing the line between hypocrisy and decency.
"Her name is Mo Qing." Hoss introduced Mo Qing again, and then asked Goblin, "Are you busy?"
Goblin opened his mouth to answer, but Hoss stabbed him first: "No, you can't be busy."
"..."
Goblin's smile froze.
Hoss said: "Please help me take care of her, I have something to do here."
Goblin rubbed his heart and said, "Busy. I want to start a business."
“What business should I start?”
"I want to open a canteen." Goblin raised his eyebrows, raised the planning book in his hand, and said with a little pride.
"..." Hoss glanced at this unattractive bachelor minister for three seconds, then turned to Mo Qing and said, "You stay with him for a while, I will come back to you after I finish my work."
"OK."
Mo Qing agreed indifferently.
Goblin clapped the rolled plan book in his palms and said, "Did I agree?"
"Your opinion is not very important." After Hoss said that, he left.
Goblin:???
*
Action Department, Minister's Office.
Minister Fan sat on the office chair and listened carefully to Hoss's story. As he approached fifty, he still maintained his majesty, with a well-maintained figure, black and thick hair, and every move he made showed the iron-blooded style of those days.
"How did you choose your family?" After hearing this, Minister Fan frowned and reprimanded, "With the family environment of the Mo family, everyone has to rebel! If Mo Qing rebels, should we blame the environment or her?!"
"It was my negligence."
Horton admitted his mistake frankly.
He also couldn't understand why after the screening, the system would pop up the option of the Mohist family. According to their standards, the Mohist family should be among the first batch to be eliminated.
Minister Fan did not hold on to this, and then asked: "Do you have any ideas about where Mo Qing will go next?"
"The Mo family insists on recognizing Wen Yingxue, so they won't help Mo Qing hide it. In order to create a good environment for Mo Qing, I suggest that Mo Qing transfer to another school. At the same time, find a family for Mo Qing whose wealth far exceeds that of the Mo family."
Otherwise, Hoss would not be able to vent his bad breath.
"Um."
Minister Fan agreed.
So, Huos continued: "Our Huo family, the Wen family who is the captain of the second team, as well as Minister Sa and Minister Luo, are all suitable candidates. They are all our own people and will not make mistakes. Of course, the most suitable ones
of--"
Minister Fan wondered: "Is there any more suitable one?"
Huos glanced at him and said, "Let Mo Qing be your daughter."
"You're farting on your uncle -" Minister Fan opened his mouth to curse, raised his breath and swallowed the follow-up words. He knocked on the table and said in a low voice, "For someone like Mo Qing who can be my grandma, I
Dare you let her be my daughter?!"
"You can treat her as a grandma at home." Hoss didn't think it was a big problem.
"Don't even think about it!" Minister Fan didn't want to take on this mess. "As for Mo Qing's whereabouts, give her a few options to choose - I can't bring up this option."
"Okay." Hoss did not argue, "Also, about the project for the Mo family——"
"What the hell! Those who bully us still want a project? Tell them to get lost!" Minister Fan glared at him, as if he disliked Hoss for even asking him such a thing.
Hoss understood: "Okay."
The two chatted for a while.
Before leaving, Hoss told Minister Fan: "I applied to write a review. Regarding Mo Qing, I had a preconceived idea at the beginning and did not evaluate her correctly and objectively. I need to reflect on it."
"...No need, this is human nature." Minister Fan stared and clicked his tongue.
"I insist."
"That's okay." Just be happy.
When Hoss walked to the door, Minister Fan suddenly remembered something: "You said you brought Mo Qing here and just let her wait alone?"
"I asked Minister Ge to take care of her."
"Which Minister Ge?" Minister Fan seemed unable to remember that there was such a famous person in the base.
Hoss explained: "Minister Ge from the paranormal department."
"Oh." Minister Fan slapped his forehead and thought about it, "That guy who is the only one in the whole department? His nominal paranormal department hasn't been disbanded yet?"
"..."
You don't have to suffer like this.
*
On the other side, Goblin took Mo Qing to the empty tea room, took out fruit snacks from the refrigerator with ease, and said: "Eat whatever you want, no thanks."
Mo Qing really didn't intend to be polite.
Pulling out a chair, she sat down, then crossed her legs, opened a book, and threw a cherry tomato into her mouth.
"What do you do?" Goblin asked casually, sitting across from him.
"student."
"Which school?"
"The First High School Affiliated."
"What a coincidence!" Goblin suddenly slapped the planning book on the table and stood up in a flash.
His movement was caught off guard. Mo Qing barely thought about it. With a flick of his wrist, he flicked out a cherry tomato in his hand and flew past his ear.
With a "pop" sound, the cherry tomatoes bounced on the white wall and shattered into a puddle of mud.
Goblin's whole body tensed up for a moment. He subconsciously looked back and saw the blood-red mark on the wall. His eyes opened wide in disbelief.
?
Is this something that his uncle can do?
Mo Qing gave him a cold look: "Sit down."
"……oh."
Goblin was still in shock, but he sat down obediently without any protest.
After that, he didn't speak again.
The Eighth Base has always been a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. Everyone seems ordinary but possesses special skills. You never know what kind of glorious past the aunt sweeping the corridor has, so Goblin did not make a fuss after seeing what Mo Qing did.
.
…
When Hoss came over, he was relieved to see that the two of them were getting along well.
"Did we discuss it?"
Mo Qing was flipping through a book with his legs crossed, his long legs swaying without even raising his eyelids.
"Well." Hoss said, "I want to transfer you to another school and choose a good family. I have listed a few options for you -"
"I won't transfer to another school." Mo Qing didn't even listen to the words and said directly, "I have a new place to go."
Hoss was stunned: "Where?"
Mo Qing closed the book, leaned back, raised his eyes and asked, "Do you have Jiang Ke's address?"
