After waiting for a while and seeing that the email showed it had been delivered successfully, Jiang Baimian breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in her chair.
Next, it was no longer her business.
"I only hope the company can handle it quickly and not leave any hidden dangers..." Jiang Baimian muttered to herself, turning sideways and bending down to pick up the blue-shelled thermos next to her, preparing to fill her cup.
The hand holding the thermos shook twice, and she found the weight was much lighter than expected.
"It's empty..." Jiang Baimian shook her head, took the thermos, walked out of the study, and entered the living room.
"Why do you hide in your room as soon as you get back?" Her mother, Xue Sumei, immediately started nagging when she saw her.
Jiang Baimian didn't care and replied with a smile:
"Isn't this dedication to my job?"
After saying that, she changed the subject:
"Mom, your new hairstyle is really nice."
On the 349th floor, there are specially equipped hairdressing places.
Of course, other floors in the "living area" above the 349th floor also have similar places, but they are relatively simple, usually only doing the most basic haircuts and shaves, and only launching perms and other projects during festivals.
Xue Sumei subconsciously raised her hand to touch her temples and asked with a hidden smile:
"Really?
"I got it done this afternoon, didn't you see it when you just got back?"
She had few wrinkles on her face, was neatly dressed, and had her hair curled into waves, making her look several years younger than she actually was.
"I'm giving my dad a chance, I can't steal his thunder." Jiang Baimian lied without batting an eye.
She successfully shifted the topic to Jiang Wenfeng.
Sure enough, Xue Sumei started talking about family matters, complaining that Old Jiang had been soaking in the cotton fields every day for the past month, coming back covered in the smell.
While talking, Xue Sumei glared:
"Why am I telling you these things?
"I'm telling you, that young Zhao is very satisfied with you, why aren't you more proactive?"
"I'm waiting for the company to allocate uniformly. I'll get married whenever the company allocates uniformly." Jiang Baimian raised her "shield".
"You can get married first, and not rush to have children." Xue Sumei argued reasonably.
Just then, a knock on the door rang out.
"Who is it?" Jiang Baimian responded loudly.
She took the opportunity to get rid of her mother and ran to the door.
Outside the door was a man in a gray-green uniform.
He was in his thirties, had no chest badge, his skin was bronze, and his face had traces of wind and frost.
There was a clear scar at the corner of this man's eye, making him look quite fierce.
"Chen Xinyan..." Jiang Baimian recognized the visitor and immediately smiled, "The management is starting to take action?"
The person opposite her was a friend she had met not long after joining the Security Department. At that time, Chen Xinyan, who had also undergone genetic modification, was in the Special Operations Team.
Later, because of his excellent performance in several operations, he was transferred to the action cluster directly under the management and is currently the captain of one of the action brigades, D8 level.
Chen Xinyan nodded:
"Yes.
"The task I have assigned myself is to protect important witnesses."
Speaking of this, he laughed:
"Although you don't really need protection."
"Mainly, I can't legally carry a gun." Jiang Baimian tilted her head slightly and sensed, "You brought a team?"
Although the personnel configuration of the action cluster directly under the management is definitely less than that of the external action teams, a team should still be more than ten people.
"It's also to prevent chaos." Chen Xinyan explained simply.
Jiang Baimian smiled and made way, pointing to the living room:
"Then come in and sit down, I'm waiting to learn about the progress of the operation from you."
Xue Sumei glanced over here for a while. Although she was very curious about what was happening, she still took the initiative to avoid it and went to the bedroom.
…………
Inside a certain room, in the scattered flashlight beams.
Yue Qifan picked up the deep blue wired phone and carefully dialed a certain number.
"Hello." A familiar voice came from the other side.
Yue Qifan quickly reported:
"Holy Teacher, the operation failed.
"The target is very alert."
The other side was silent for two seconds and said:
"Are you exposed?"
"No. I just erased the memories of both sides' contact and battle. He doesn't remember that I attacked him. He only thought I was a passing employee. Moreover, I lowered my hat brim and made some adjustments to my appearance." Yue Qifan said quickly.
The other side of the phone was silent again, but soon, suppressing his voice, he said unhurriedly:
"Do not take any further action.
"I will handle the following matters."
"Yes, Holy Teacher." Yue Qifan quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
…………
478th floor, the border between Area A and Area B.
Two teams belonging to the action cluster directly under the management dispersed and subtly controlled this area.
The leader confirmed the condition of the pacemaker, measured the distance to Xiong Ming's room, and issued an order:
"Launch the operation immediately, resolve it in the shortest possible time, and don't give the target a chance to react."
As soon as he finished speaking, four action team members wearing gas masks immediately bent down and rushed forward.
In just a few seconds, they arrived outside Xiong Ming's room.
Then, one person kicked the door, one person threw a grenade containing anesthetic gas, and two people aimed inside with guns, preparing for a second wave of attacks.
In the slightly muffled, slight explosion, the gas spread in the relatively small space.
With a thud, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from inside.
Two action team members waited a few more seconds and cautiously entered the room.
Soon, they carried out the unconscious Xiong Ming.
Someone who recognized Xiong Ming went up and took a look, quickly straightened up, and said:
"Report, target confirmed!"
The leader nodded slightly and waved his hand:
"Take him back for interrogation."
Then, he looked around and issued subsequent orders in an orderly manner:
"The biochemical team will handle the remaining anesthetic gas.
"The support team will appease the residents in this area.
"Everyone else, evacuate immediately!"
…………
Fifth floor of the underground building, in a certain room in the "Management Area".
Xiong Ming woke up and found himself sitting behind a table, his hands cuffed to the armrests on both sides of the chair.
On the other side of the table was a calm middle-aged man.
He was stripped to the waist, wearing all kinds of portable medical devices, as if he were a human who had undergone electronic modification, as rumored.
And right next to him were professional rescue equipment.
"Are you so afraid of me?" Xiong Ming's panicked and aggrieved mood suddenly eased somewhat.
He didn't expect that he, a follower of a god, would be captured so easily.
At that time, he hadn't had time to do anything.
Looking at Xiong Ming's wooden-like eyes, the middle-aged man calmly replied:
"As the saying goes, it's better to be safe than sorry."
Xiong Ming was silent for two seconds and suddenly laughed:
"What do you want to know?"
"Hmm?" The middle-aged man expressed his doubts.
Xiong Ming wanted to lean back, but his actions were restricted by the handcuffs. He could only smile without changing his posture:
"I think no organization would refuse the defection of a New Human.
"My abilities and the process by which I acquired them must be very useful to you."
The middle-aged man was silent for a while and said:
"You are very clear-headed.
"As a member of the cult, shouldn't you be very fanatical?"
Xiong Ming smiled:
"I only believe in the Controller of Fate.
"The other cult members have nothing to do with me."
The middle-aged man slowly exhaled and said:
"Then tell me, who is the Head Seven Holy Teacher? What other real identities of the Holy Teachers do you know?"
Before Xiong Ming could answer, he added:
"Don't lie.
"You don't think that such a big organization like the company doesn't have other awakened people?"
Xiong Ming's face changed slightly, and he became serious:
"Since I have made a decision, I will no longer have any secrets."
…………
349th floor, Area C, No. 12, Jiang Baimian's home, a pleasant ringtone sounded.
Chen Xinyan said before Jiang Baimian got up:
"This should be a call for me."
"Looks like there's good news." Jiang Baimian smiled slightly.
Chen Xinyan then picked up the wired phone on the small table next to him and briefly reported his identity.
After listening quietly for a while, he put down the phone and turned to Jiang Baimian and said:
"The identity of the Head Seven Holy Teacher has been confirmed.
"'Strategic Committee' Monitoring Supervisor Zhang Zicong, D9 level employee."
"Monitoring Supervisor? As expected..." Jiang Baimian was not surprised at all.
She had long suspected that there were members of the "Life Ritual" cult lurking in the monitoring department, and they were of a high level.
Otherwise, Xiong Ming would not have been able to clearly grasp the operation of the monitoring and design a seemingly perfect plan; otherwise, Shen Du's report could not have been discovered so promptly.
The reason why Shang Jianyao and her conversations did not have any problems was because they were always in the "Old Task Force" room, in a place without monitoring.
The only question now is how the "Life Ritual" cult made Shen Du fall ill in time.
Chen Xinyan looked at Jiang Baimian's expression and asked with a smile:
"You seem to have expected it?"
"I had some guesses, but I wasn't sure. There were too many unexplainable things, so I didn't let the team members continue to investigate. It was too easy to expose." Jiang Baimian rolled her eyes slightly and said, "No wonder the 'Guide' said that the Holy Teacher is always paying attention to you. This sentence is really meaningful..."
Speaking of this, she suddenly thought of something:
"When Shang Jianyao went to find Xiong Ming, they were chatting outside. There must be cameras around!"
Chen Xinyan nodded:
"Don't worry, when I came over, some colleagues had already gone to protect him."
…………
Shang Jianyao sat behind the desk by the window, using the light from the streetlights outside to look down and examine his clothes.
"When did it get torn?" He pressed on a small hole from his left shoulder to his chest and muttered to himself.
Suddenly, he sensed something and raised his head.
He then saw a figure dart past.
This was a middle-aged woman, wearing a polyester shirt, her face extremely distorted, and her body severely hunched.
Her eyes were cloudy and bloodshot, like a mad beast.
Ren Jie.
The "Guide" Ren Jie.
…………
Monitoring Department under the "Strategic Committee", in the supervisor's office.
With a bang, the members of the action cluster directly under the management broke open the door.
Using the light inside, they saw a figure.
This figure was wearing a black top, black trousers, and black leather shoes, hanging from the ceiling, gently swaying due to the noise of the door being kicked open.
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