Chapter 702 Isn’t that Pretty Good?

After Huaishi wiped away her tears in the wind and rain, she realized that at least she still had dreams, and her mood stabilized a little.

Tong Jicai continued slowly: "Actually, I think... we can consider this matter?"

"what's up?"

"Of course it's what Miyamoto said." Tong Ji said, "Although it's a bit of a trap, isn't it pretty good?"

"What's better!"

"It's good that the public and private matters are balanced!"

Tong Ji flapped her wings and reminded: "Have you forgotten the most important prerequisite of Da Siming's secret ritual of transformation? This is an opportunity that comes to your door. If you don't seize it, you will have no choice but to go to the border or wait until the end of the year. …”

Huaishi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

A secret ritual specially designed by Tong Ji for herself.

Within the third level, the transformation from Shao Siming to Da Siming.

What is necessary is the growth of divinity.

A container that can replace Huai Shi and share and withstand the erosion of hell is the miraculous seal named Motoko Waigashi.

And...lots of death!

The great commander who dominates death can only sprout from a large number of deaths...

From Yin Hun to Shao Siming, from death to life, and then from Shao Siming to Da Siming, from life to death. The beginning and end alternate in turn, forming an involutional cycle like a Möbius strip.

A large number of people died, and a large number of consciousnesses dissipated - to be precise, the matter of 'death' began to occur frequently and in large numbers in a short period of time.

Moreover, it is best to have something to do with Huai Shi.

The most convenient thing is undoubtedly to start a...massacre!

Huai Shi froze on the spot, in disbelief: "You want me to kill those innocent people with animalistic characteristics?"

"You're so unconscionable! Huaishi, what are you thinking about?"

Tong Ji also stared at her in disbelief: "Silly boy, people can't...at least they shouldn't..."

"Isn't this what you started?"

Huai Shi was extremely alert, "What are you thinking about?"

Tong Ji sighed helplessly, raised her little wings, put her arms around Huai Shi's neck, and leaned over to ask: "Think about it with your brain... several times in the whole world, in addition to our good friend the rancher, there are Would a charitable organization be as generous as Green Day? Where else could anyone be as easy to kill as Green Day?

No more?

You are the nemesis of the Green Sun, Huaishi, the official thug of the Bureau, and the future double-headed red stick in Asia. Are you embarrassed if you don't use your traditional skills at this time? "

Huai Shi was stunned for a long time, feeling that what she said seemed to make sense.

Anyway, he didn't have a good impression of the group of guys who instigated the riot. If anything, there was no burden at all to kill those bastards like Mirai Kamishiro who were willing to push the entire ethnic group to the edge of the cliff for revenge.

However, what made him suspicious was something else...

"Is this all there is?"

"Otherwise?" Tong Ji rolled her eyes, "You didn't even hesitate to give that damn bald guy hair growth serum before. This is a life-and-death feud with Dai Tian. Why are you being cowardly now when I ask you to do it to me? Already?"

Huai Shi pinched her chin and suddenly had a bad feeling: "I don't think this matter will be that simple."

Then, not long after, this matter turned out not to be simple...

To be precise, it was the morning of the next day when Huai Shi realized something was wrong.

He arrived at the address given by Ai Qing early, in a high-end apartment, and went upstairs via a dedicated elevator only to find that the entire first floor had been transformed into a temporary command center.

In the bustling business district of Kyoto, no one noticed that the Administrative Bureau had quietly driven in a nail.

As soon as Huai Shi entered the door, she was pushed into the dressing room. She took off all her clothes and only wore her underwear. She was walked around and looked at several times by several old men and women. After a few people exchanged a few words in professional terms in a low voice, they went back to their posts.

Then the next step was like a dead pig coming to the cannery assembly line, plucked, water-cut, pickled, and finally fried and stuffed into jars - Huai Shi was stuffed into various machines in turn for inspection, blood tests, and CT After a complete set of color ultrasound and MRI, all the doctors began to wonder how he was alive until now.

"According to the analysis of other doctors, 70% of the bones in his body have been broken, and some have been broken more than three times. He has suffered from excessive deep erosion more than a dozen times, and there are traces of being cursed. The number of times is staggering. And, most importantly... we'd better lock up this nuke before the hybrid turns into a biological weapon."

The doctor in charge of the physical examination stood next to the printer, taking out new papers and piling them in front of Ai Qing.

The pile of records is almost eight or nine centimeters high and is still growing.

That's all the list of viruses and toxins in Huaishi's body.

It was like celebrating the Chinese New Year in hell, with a monster coming on stage to perform "Sign up for the dishes" for everyone.

If this weren't an operator from the Astronomical Society, the local department would have sounded the alarm just by taking two steps in the current situation!

Sending this kind of talent to solve the biological crisis is not like throwing incendiary bombs at the fire scene - as long as I burn them out first, they won't be able to burn up.

That's why he doubted from the bottom of his heart - is this guy really reliable?

"Don't worry, everything will continue. Huaishi's safety is guaranteed by the decision-making room and the Ivory Tower. You can state the truth in the report and I will sign it."

Ai Qing casually glanced at the virus list that was still being sprayed out from the printer, waved to Huai Shi, and then pointed to the chair-shaped operating table next to her.

motioned him to lie down.

Huai Shi felt like there were a hundred thousand children in his mind. They all had many question marks, but he didn't know which one to ask first.

Lying on the operating table, I turned around and saw the open organ preservation box, as well as the two bony horns as long as the little knuckles inside.

"What's this?"

"The props used for camouflage are integrated with communication functions, bone conduction calls, GPS and so on. They are then surgically attached to your skull. Don't worry, your appearance will not be ruined."

Before Huai Shi could ask what he was doing with this thing, he noticed another person standing next to the surgeon, his eyes widening in disbelief: "Then who the hell is this?"

"Tony." Ai Qing looked back at the man wearing a horse-faced hood, "Isn't he an old acquaintance of yours? You must have met him, right?"

Next to him, Tony waved at Huai Shi happily.

"Then why is he holding a pair of scissors?"

"Because he wants to cut your hair and redesign your image."

Amidst the clicking sound of scissors opening and closing, Ai Qing handed over a stack of documents: "The process will take about three hours. Please take this and take a look at it in the meantime."

"What is this?"

Huai Shi felt that she was already stupid. She didn't want to ask anything. She just wanted to open her mouth and drool, and then ah, ah, ah, ah...

"In the next period of time, you need to memorize your identity information so that it cannot be exposed even if you talk in your sleep." Ai Qing said, "As an operational officer and registered military attache of the Astronomical Society, now we need you to find opportunities. Break into the inside of Green Sun and look for clues..."

"etc!"

Huai Shi finally came to his senses: "Isn't that just being a young boy?"

"I'd like you to use the word 'undercover,' if you can."

"What's the difference?"

"Of course, 'two-fifth boy' or 'traitor' are usually used to describe the rebels in the team, and you have already rebelled before you even joined the team. You see, this is not even enough for the two-fifth boy. Won’t you go up?”

"Are you...serious?"

"No, I'm afraid you're too nervous, just kidding." Ai Qing lowered her head, looking down with a calm face that had never changed for thousands of years, and asked softly: "Do you feel a lot more relaxed?"

"Yes! I'm so relaxed!"

Huai Shi nodded frantically, fearing that something bad might happen to him later.

Then Tony held his head again while he was styling his hair.

"This type of customer is really difficult to deal with. It seems that any look is suitable." Tony clicked the big scissors in his hand, raised his head and asked, "What kind of feeling do you want?"

"I've been feeling sick to my stomach recently, so it would be best if I could cut it to the point where I can't recognize it." Ai Qing glanced at him, "As for image, you don't need to pay attention to your image as an undercover agent. Be a bit earthy and don't attract too much attention."

Regardless of why you want to cut my hair because you have a bad stomach, why are these big scissors always aimed at my face and trying to scratch it!

Huai Shi was so frightened that her face turned green.

So it would be better to say that the world has a higher level of fantasy. A frost giant stylist is cutting Shao Siming’s hair. No one would dare to write that on the website of the terminal.

Ai Qing was like a dragon who had been prepared for a long time. She was waiting for him to take the bait, and then started processing quickly... She wished he could break into the rhythm of Green Sun tonight.

"Is there any need to be in such a hurry?"

Huai Shi asked: "Isn't this too fast?"

"Yes, we have to be quick. After all, time waits for no one... Do you think that old man Miyamoto wasted our time by deliberately concealing it?"

Ai Qing admired Huai Shi's haircut from the side and lit a cigarette: "It's too late now. We don't have time to investigate slowly in the usual way. We must take dangerous measures..."

Huaishi sighed quietly, "I am that soldier, right?"

He actually wanted to say that it would be easy for you to find a boyfriend if you kept going like this, but he didn't dare... The premonition of death was jumping around like crazy, reminding him not to seek death.

Feeling Huai Shi's resentful gaze, Ai Qing gave a rare explanation: "Don't worry, you are not the only one... Even within the command bureau, we are just an independent investigation team.

There are many people who do not want this turmoil to happen. Apart from you, there are many more people active in the Kyoto area, hoping to contain this disaster. "

She paused and shrugged slightly: "It's just that we may not be able to get along well with each other."

Huai Shi understood the meaning of this.

Everyone is a competitor, even different departments of the same company still compete for performance. Legal affairs are not people, and business affairs are not doing things. Human resources and finance are riding on their necks, shitting, and pissing, so the business must continue to run?

I just hope that nothing happens that makes it difficult for everyone to be happy.

Huai Shi sighed, looked at the information in his hand, and began to get into the role.

Two hours later, he raised his head and looked at a completely different version of himself in the mirror.