Moriarty frowned. "Isn't it natural not to work overtime? I didn't choose to embrace the new world just to work overtime every day. I chose to embrace the new world so that I don't have to work at all." "I know, I know." "Quasimodo" took a step forward. "Let's go and see the progress of Poirot. Those who agree with our ideas will be interested in contacting us when they see that Notre Dame is really burning as predicted." ** At the same time, at the Greater Paris Super Power Security Monitoring Center, the district director was furious. "Good-for-nothing! Good-for-nothing!" Supervisor Stanislas yelled, waving his hands like a band conductor. Judging from the intensity of the movement, this was the climax of the entire symphony suite. "Others had already given the warning, but you still couldn't prevent it! Just because today is a holiday!" August, an elderly deputy supervisor with a prominent rosacea, said: "On average, each of us has worked overtime for more than six hours. Some families have called us and said they want to sue us because some of them said they would take their sons on a picnic but didn't go..." "Then let them sue!" Stanislas waved his hand down vigorously, as if a band conductor had just put a rest to a song. "Look out the window, look at Twitter! That's Notre Dame! Notre Dame! The Notre Dame that Hugo wrote about! Hugo! "Damn it, Hugo wrote this in the preface to Notre Dame de Paris: For nearly two hundred years, one medieval church after another, with its exquisite workmanship, has been ruined like this, inside and out, and damaged from all sides. Priests painted it casually, architects scratched it at will, and then the people suddenly came and razed the entire church to the ground. "That's what Hugo said! How well did I memorize it? But tomorrow, it will become a weapon in the newspapers to laugh at your incompetence! The reporters will use it to kick your damn asses!" Auguste said: "I think that passage from Hugo's preface to the revised edition will be quoted more often tomorrow..."
"That doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! RUARUARUA, it doesn't matter!" Stanislas waved his hands desperately, making strange noises. "Notre Dame was burned down. The criminal was a superpower. He also gave a warning in advance, and even the time was very accurate. As French people, they are so punctual that they don't seem like the French." "Not even Italian," August said. “Shut up!” Stanislas continued to wave his hands like a conductor. “Now I want to catch this audacious superpower user! And his accomplices! No matter what means I use, I will dig them out even if I have to dig three feet underground.” August frowned: "Are you saying we have to work overtime again?" "Of course!" "But if we work overtime again this week, we will exceed the weekly overtime limit stipulated by the Labor Law. Why not wait until next Monday..." "Work overtime! Let them sue us! We are a secret service, a secret service! We are not protected by the law! We are not supervised by the law!" August frowned. "Of course I am willing to work overtime. I think people with a sense of responsibility are willing to do so too. But Mr. Stanislas, most people in the organization treat this as a job, just a job. If this continues, there will be a strike. Have you forgotten the police strike last month? It was because they had to work on weekends for 22 consecutive weeks to disperse the yellow vests." "If we get to 22 weeks of overtime in a row, I'll allow them to strike." Stanislas sat down angrily and leaned back in his chair. "While the Chinese are arguing about whether the 996 work system is right or wrong, we are taking a holiday. If this continues, we won't even be able to keep our position as the presidency." "No," August laughed heartlessly, "We have hydrogen bombs." Stanislas didn't know what to say for a moment, so he just shook his big head there. Finally, he sighed and slammed the table hard: "Voluntary overtime, I said, voluntary overtime. Those who want to accompany their children can go back, and those who want to have a picnic can also go back. Once the superpowers burn all the ancient monuments, we can have a complete holiday!" "At least we'll work hard," August said. "You and who?" Stanislas looked at the deputy director. "You just said 'we'. Who else is there besides you?" "You," August said. "Oh, yes, you're right. And me, let's work hard to catch those little brats! We hope that others will see how hard we work... Wait, since we've caused such a big mess, can we deduct our bonus?" "Yes." "Then buckle!"
"But most people don't get the bonus in the first place because they're late so much and don't have perfect attendance." Stanislas slumped in his chair in the Ge You posture, which is very popular in the East, and blew air out of his mouth, making a "puff puff" sound. ** At the same time, Masha was following the agent who had just tried to stop the killer. "Have you heard of the names of the agents in Vietnam?" he asked Chihiro. "No." Qianxun shook her head decisively. "But if I go back to the office and check the computer, I can find out. Vietnam is part of the Greater China region. Theoretically, they are under the same boss as us, and the databases are also connected." "If we check, we will be exposed. Forget it, let's go and see the situation." Masha was shocked. "Originally, if we can use your ability to suck things out of the cave, it will be much more convenient for us to do things. Now if we want to steal intelligence, we have to go out and get it ourselves." As he was speaking, Masha used his ability to actively "penetrate models" to enter the Vietnamese action support vehicle and saw the Vietnamese agent who had taken off his power armor. ——It’s actually a man. So disappointed. ---- Eat and work Chapter 192 Bald Donkey, You're Reading the Script Again! (Fifth Update) Masha followed the Vietnamese support vehicle, intending to follow all the way to their base. Although she didn't want to see the man fall, in order to ensure that she didn't miss any key information, Masha still maintained the "penetrating model" state. Then he suddenly laughed. "What's wrong?" Chihiro asked confusedly. "This Vietnamese agent has such a small mushroom." Chihiro laughed and hit Masa, "What are you doing? When you are so serious." "But it's really small." Masha raised his little finger, "It's about this thickness." When Cai Shi saw Masha's gesture, she also laughed. The league secretary hit Masha and shouted, "We still have children here!" Then she couldn't help laughing out loud herself. The little girl calmly ate melon seeds: "I am a person with the ability of perspective, I have seen a lot." The girls all turned their heads to look at the little girl. The little girl replied, "I've seen big brother's too." The next moment, the three girls punched Masha one by one. "Hey, why am I the one getting beaten? I'm clearly the victim." "You're wrong because you have that thing." The branch secretary insisted.
"That's unreasonable, isn't it?" Masha suddenly stopped talking. "Wait, we're entering the base. Remember, I saw a road sign called Anyang Street in Chinese. I don't know where it is. The sign at the gate says Coastal Water Conservancy Bureau." "The Water Conservancy Bureau actually used a MIB joke." Chihiro muttered. In the movie "Men in Black", the disguise of the agency that deals with aliens is the Bridge and Water Conservancy Bureau. After following in, Masha was stunned by the simplicity of this Vietnamese institution. Yuezhou’s name is very long office. Although it does not look very attractive from the outside, once you enter the building you will soon find that this agency has plenty of money and very advanced facilities. This Vietnamese organization exudes an aura of "I don't have much money but I want to make it look more upscale." Then, because of the earthy aesthetic, the deliberately created grandeur becomes out of place. "Sisters, sister, where is the beautiful girl I want!" Masha muttered in front of all the concubines as he sneaked in with the car. "If a girl suddenly pops out now, you can't get her. Your troublesome magic weapon limits you to spending time cultivating the relationship with each girl." The league secretary said, "So you'd better stop studying." Masha shut up. Cai Shi: "Oh my god, the Party Secretary said it actually works! I'm shocked!" The League Secretary gave Cai Shi a thumbs up. Masha: "I am deepening my relationship with the League Secretary, do you understand?" "Then you should also work on deepening your relationship with me." Cai Shi said coquettishly. "I am just digging deep into the soil." ——You are the one who has the highest intimacy with me, Cai Shi. It’s probably because you have mastered more postures. Of course, even if Masha's mouth was rotten, he would never say this. At this time, Masha followed the Vietnamese agent into the briefing room. In the briefing room, Masha finally saw the Vietnamese girl he had always dreamed of! However, her looks were too bad, and her charm level was probably less than 8, so Masha sighed with regret. Cai Shi: "Why, did you see the girl with braces?" “This joke is outdated.” "I thought playing with old jokes was my senior's hobby, a game of Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy..." "Yes, yes, be quiet first. Someone who looks like a high-ranking official came in and needs a briefing." Masha put his hand on Cai Shi's mouth, but unexpectedly Cai Shi licked his finger. Masha looked at Cai Shi in surprise, and almost couldn't tell at the first glance that the Vietnamese official came in and spoke Chinese. "It's been a hard fight." At this time, the bean sprout fighter spoke up: "Why did the enemy disappear? I'm sure it was some kind of superpower. Who was it?" "We don't know either." The Vietnamese officer shook his head. "From the performance of its capabilities, it looks very similar to the Quetzalcoatl that was annihilated by the United Security Forces in South America. However, after checking the files, we found that there are considerable differences."
"What about the fluctuations?" the bean sprout fighter continued to ask. The Vietnamese commander shook his head and said, "We have not detected any fluctuations at all. It is a mess up here. The American Pine Valley station is desperately demanding a full set of monitoring records and sending technical experts to check our monitoring equipment." "Where are the Chinese?" Bean Sprout asked for the third time. "They seem to agree. Because this time we really didn't detect any fluctuations. Note that it's any fluctuations. Not only us, but also the monitoring stations in the entire Southeast Asian Peninsula did not detect any fluctuations." The bean sprout fighter began to bite his fingers. "What did you think of the scene?" It was the officer's turn to ask, "What kind of skill do you think that is?" "I think it's something like gravity control, but that hole... I don't know what that hole is. He suddenly appeared behind 1101." The officer corrected him, "It's CN1101. From 1000 onwards, the numbers are arranged according to the region. You should adapt as soon as possible." “Yes, the hole suddenly appeared behind CN1101, and… I felt that it had cognitive interference after it appeared, so I didn’t actually see the moment CN1101 was pulled in. "The other things that were sucked into the hole... I don't know. They went into the hole so fast. I don't know if I realized the moment they finally entered the hole." The bean sprout fighter frowned. "If this is a person's ability, this ability has too many attributes." The Vietnamese officer shook his head. "It's not surprising. A person with high aptitude will have compound abilities after a long period of training. This has been proven. Do you think the person who took action this time is such a veteran?" The bean sprout fighter nodded. "I think so. The timing of the attack was very good. I had just been attacked by CN1101. He thought he had won. It was a very suitable moment to attack. He was an experienced veteran." Masha smiled. "What's wrong again?" Cai Shi asked with concern. “I was complimented.” At this time, Qianxun said: "Don't just listen to what is said here. Maybe the next door to the briefing room is the observation room, and the real senior officials are watching over there." "you're right." Masha moved decisively and went through the other three walls of the briefing room except the corridor, and finally found the observation room at the back wall. However, this observation room is also very simple, with only two digital TVs that appear to cost no more than 1500 yuan each, playing the images captured by the two monitors in the briefing room. The two people standing in the briefing room both looked Chinese. The older one was bald - this hairstyle is commonly known as "Mediterranean", and the other younger one had a side parting - in the anti-Japanese drama, this is called a traitor's hairstyle. "Experienced and elusive..." The man with split hair looked at the Mediterranean Sea, "Isn't this very similar to the Yellow King that Yuezhou just recruited?" "Hush." Mediterranean raised his finger and shushed. "If it was the Yellow King who did it, we should pretend we didn't know. We shouldn't get involved with a guy of SSS grade. He's a child now. If he was really instructed by the higher-ups to do this, what does that mean?" The man with split hair tentatively answered: "Does this mean that he is likely to be entrusted with important tasks in the future?" "Maybe he will be our immediate superior." The Mediterranean said quietly. "This kind of thing will happen sooner or later. I've already prepared myself mentally."
---- In the previous chapter, the criticism of the French was quite harsh. But it looks like you guys are enjoying it. I'm working hard to write and make money now. When the French finish repairing Notre Dame according to Ubisoft's drawings, I'll go and try to see if I can get stuck in the wall. Chapter 193: Rabbits Don't Eat Grass Near Their Nests (Sixth Update)