As the door of the Special Enforcement Department was knocked open, a voice that Russell had heard many times sounded from the door.
Miss Bingshui's voice is quite distinctive.
It doesn't have the balance of sweetness and clarity like Xiao Liuli, nor is it as cute and cute as Miss Bai Xue.
Her voice tends to be cold and flat, and the stress is usually placed at the beginning of the sentence, which makes her voice a little light and jumpy. She sounds like the kind of young lady who is reading a book while speaking coldly and venomously, not like a woman.
a journalist.
In other words, her dignified posture is more like that of a host. During the interview, she is not deliberate at all. It can even make people ignore the camera, relax, and subconsciously speak in a tone similar to daily chat.
It is different from the ice water lady I met at the Golden Prickly Pear Cafe before.
She is currently wearing Tianen Group's iconic clothes - an off-white waist-length windbreaker, with two smooth and slender thighs, without any trace of prosthetic modification. The Tianen Group's pattern is printed on the shoulders of the windbreaker.
.There is a metal badge hanging on her chest, which is also the logo of Tianen Group: specifically, it is a red and white pattern with a cross embedded in a heart shape, which looks very healthy.
Apart from that, she has no other decorations on her body. She has the same dark brown hair color as her father, and the left strand of hair is the iconic golden color of the Emperor Penguin, which looks like it has been dyed with highlights.
In addition, even her ears are small and round. At a glance, you may not even be able to distinguish her spiritual characteristics.
What proves that she is an emperor penguin is the white down from her calves down. But if you don't look carefully, you might think that she is wearing thick bubble socks.
Although she has the Tianen Group logo on her body, she looks like she is wearing regular clothes now.
"Thank you, Mr. Ultramarine."
As soon as he entered the door, Bing Shui smiled at Russell from a distance: "Thank you for your encouragement to Xia... She can become normal again, thanks to the few words you said that day."
She very politely stopped three steps away from Russell and stretched out her hand to Russell.
The ice water at this moment looks more like working condition.
Russell also smiled: "It's okay, she is my sister."
He was also very lucky that Xia had such a reliable friend as Miss Bingshui.
Because he was not sure whether the interview had already started, he did not dare to say much.
After Russell shook hands with her, he shook hands with both the Inferior and Delphinium.
At this time, Russell looked at the door again, but no one had come in yet.
Only then did he realize that Miss Bingshui did not bring an interview team.
Guessing what Russell wanted to say, Miss Bingshui smiled and pointed to the badge on her chest: "I usually use this for interviews.
"I will only bring people here unless high-definition video is needed. It is enough for normal interviews."
"This is……"
Russell realized that this was a structure similar to Xiao Liuli's prosthetic hand. This badge had both audio and video functions.
"But it shouldn't be."
Russell hesitated: "A prosthetic body with this level of integration cannot be wireless."
"Indeed."
Bing Shui pulled it out without caring, and then Russell discovered that there was a magnetic data cable coming out of his clothes and connected to the back of the badge.
"But I can't show you the other side. Its data cable went in from the side of my clothes and plugged into the data interface on my left chest. Although I am a little confident about my development, for the second time
...Or maybe it’s a little early for someone of the opposite sex to meet for the third time?”
She nonchalantly discussed the topic that made Russell blush.
As he said that, Bing Shui patted his left chest generously, and the well-developed chest trembled: "Ah, this is not fake. Maybe it's because emperor penguins are better at storing energy. I have been since junior high school.
Very big...
"My prosthetic part is the heart. Because of congenital ventricular septal defect... I had the prosthesis modified shortly after I was born, and I have to replace it every time I grow older. Now this is the fourth model of prosthesis.
My heart is damaged. I have been using it for three or four years and it should feel very stable."
She smiled nonchalantly: "From this perspective, these places used to plug in data cables can also block the surgical incisions, making them not look so ugly, which is actually quite good... Even Mr. Ultramarine
Such prosthetic masters have all been deceived by me, haven’t they?”
Russell didn't know for a moment whether she didn't care or was too open-minded. But her words were indeed relaxed and natural, without any haze.
Delphinium, who was still sitting in her seat, cleared her throat.
She looked at Bing Shui seriously and cut to the chase: "First of all, congratulations on becoming the chief, Miss Bing Shui.
"What are you doing here? Yesterday was Sunday, so it's okay for the rest of us to work overtime... You are the chief reporter, why do you still come to interview on your day off?"
Hey, was yesterday Sunday?
Russell raised his eyebrows, and then he reacted belatedly... It seemed that this was indeed the case.
No wonder Delphinium's father didn't go to work yesterday.
The first thing that appeared in his heart was regret.
Damn it, my adjustment leave has been shortened by one day...
Delphinium didn't want to go home, so she came on duty whenever she had nothing to do; the inferior one was even homeless and could only hang out in the office every day... But Russell didn't come every Sunday!
Tianen Group does not check in on Saturday afternoon and all day on Sunday, which means that it is the same whether you come or not. If you don’t want to take a rest, you can use the company’s equipment to do some private work after coming, or come over to catch up.
The progress is delayed due to catching too many fish.
The same is true for the Special Execution Department... but strictly speaking, they have to be on call at any time. It doesn't matter even if they are not there at ordinary times. At most, they will miss the sign and lose full attendance. Compared with their salary, that is undoubtedly a small number.
As long as they can arrive at the scene within half an hour after receiving the task... even if they go to the other side of Happy Island to eat, drink and have fun, the company won't care.
If the bad guys go to patrol and sweep the lower city, in fact, strictly speaking, they are skipping work to take over private work. After all, their job is "devil countermeasures", which emphasizes timeliness. The uncoded ones are not the scope of the Special Enforcement Department's work, and there is no urgency.
...But because the bad guys can come back every time, they are more tolerant.
But Russell is different.
He had finished all the papers he was supposed to take in his previous life, and even worked overtime until he died suddenly.
In this life, he has made up his mind to touch everything he can.
Even if he lies in bed doing nothing all day, he doesn't want to go to the company and lie idle all day!
However, both Delphinium and the Inferior are more protective of Russell. On Sundays, the Inferior will not go on missions with the execution department, but will be "on duty" for Russell in the Execution Department. If there is a sudden mission, the Inferior will
He would pick it up for Russell. Over time, even other people in the execution department knew about the fact that "Mr. Ultramarine must take Sunday leave."
If I had known earlier, I should have told Delphinium... Don't ask for leave for me on Sunday. What if I have another job on Sunday?
Russell regretted it very much and even considered whether to mention it to his uncle.
……but.
After the bad guys leave, it seems like there will be no one to work overtime on weekends for me.
No one can punish those demons for him. He can no longer lie in the office playing games every day and occasionally accept interviews.
Russell felt a sense of loss for a moment.
He has been accustomed to the life of the Special Operations Department for two months... and is about to become something he doesn't recognize again.