Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 53 Gabe Fell

When Dennis pushed the door open, the view darkened for a moment.

There were no lights on in this spacious office on the top floor of the building. Everywhere you looked, the simple decorations seemed to be covered with a layer of dull gray, and in the dimness, there was a cold iron-like silence.

But there is still a ray of light.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the man with his back turned stopped and looked down at the world a hundred meters below.

Even near the wee hours of the morning, the neon forest made of steel and vacuum tubes growing on the land of Plosser was still bright. The colorful holographic projections and the never-ending stream of dazzling traffic reflected a constantly changing luster on the man's face.

"director."

Looking at this scene, Dennis paused for a moment before speaking: "We have done a DNA comparison, and it is definitely Kenge who died."

There was another moment of deathly silence.

After an unknown amount of time, the man finally turned around.

Apart from a trace of etched circuitry across his chin, the man looked like a normal person, in his early thirties, wearing a neat black suit.

But if you have the habit of following the news, then this face will not be too unfamiliar.

Although he does not go abroad very often, every time he appears in the news, it represents a big event. The last time he appeared, the owner of this face and the director of the Security Bureau announced together that they had successfully dealt a major blow to the forces deployed by the extremist armed terrorist organization "The Enlightened" in Palose, once again maintaining the city's security and order in Palose.

Gabe Fell, Head of Security at Emerald Manufacturing's Plosser branch.

"You shouldn't come to me for such trivial matters."

Gabey looked at Dennis with a cold expression, and he obviously had no intention of moving. "I don't have time to care about the life and death of a small character like Kenge."

"I understand, but sir, this time the situation is a little special."

Dennis said respectfully, "The person who killed Kenge was a psychic. According to current information, he was a volunteer for a medical experiment at the Kenge Research Institute nine days ago."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Gaboy finally seemed to be a little interested. Before he could say anything else, Dennis sent him a briefing file and a video through the company's internal communication software.

Gabe's pupils lit up as he accepted the documents and videos and quickly browsed through them.

"The first ring of the Great Source, just awakened and has such performance. Not bad."

Gabe nodded slightly: "He is indeed a very valuable person. Have you checked his file?"

“It’s all sorted out.”

Dennis replied, "He is an orphan placed by the government. He was born in the Romond Welfare Home and graduated from the Seventh Public High School in Plosser. He has been living in the Deep Moss District. Because the Romond Welfare Home was poorly managed and its capital chain was almost broken, he chose to become a volunteer for medical experiments in exchange for compensation."

"According to the personality assessment and behavioral analysis of the Human Resources Department, he has obvious "anti-company tendencies" and "emotionally manipulative personality" and is currently rated as a Level 2 human resources."

"Ah."

Gabey's expression did not change after hearing this. He said calmly, "Find him. Didn't he kill Kenge? Then give him an M5 salary and let him join the Security Department."

Dennis was slightly surprised. He himself was only a "senior executive specialist" at M6, the same rank as Kenger. However, the latter was the director of a marginalized research institute, while Dennis was a member of the security department who had been in the limelight in the past two years. To be honest, Dennis' position was definitely higher.

The "ordinary specialist" in the security department is M4, while M5 is already the level of "senior specialist".

Is it a little high?

"Boss, this..." Dennis wanted to say something, but considering the temper of the person in front of him, he gave up the idea.

Instead of asking, "What if the other party doesn't accept the offer?" Dennis nodded to indicate that he understood, and then continued:

"There is one more thing. Regarding Kenge's death, there are some opinions in the medical department. Some people ask us to find out the situation as soon as possible and arrest the murderer. In this case, our position is..."

"Medical department? Some people?"

Gabe shook his head. "The Medical Department is no longer run by these people. Asking them to find out the truth about Kenger? Ha, they are just trying to make use of this issue to stir up trouble."

"As for Song Shi, if he is willing to join the Security Department, then I will bear all the subsequent pressure. If he refuses to join, then I will hand him over to the Medical Department - this matter will be left to you."

"Understood, I will"

"Dennis."

Gabey interrupted directly, his tone becoming a little colder: "You have always done a good job in the past, so I allow you to be in charge of this matter, but people must know the limits. You can have Vidani if ​​you want her, but don't go too far. Be willing - at least the two of you should reach a "willing" agreement."

"Boss, I..." Dennis' expression tensed.

"I won't care about the process or the result, but if your methods go beyond the line and cause those people in the medical department to speak up for Vidani in the name of "being persecuted" and file a complaint -"

Mingming was still standing by the French window, without moving a step.

But at this moment, in Dennis's eyes, Gaboy's shadow suddenly expanded, sweeping over most of the room and pressing down on him, as if it wanted to swallow him up.

"—You understand the consequences."

The video recording program of the expensive implanted prosthetic eye, which was worth 150,000 credit points, clearly showed that there was no "expanding shadow" just now. Gaboy was just standing there, looking over.

All the oppressive scenes just now were just illusions.

Is this the power of "psychic energy"?

——This is the third ring of [Transcendence]?
It was not until Dennis walked into the elevator and accidentally bumped into someone that he realized that he had been away from the office for a while.

The middle-aged employee hurriedly stuffed the data tablet that almost fell back into his arms, and looked up, wanting to see who was so uncultured.

The next moment, seeing the other person's uniform style and cold gaze, he quickly shut up, looked at his nose with his eyes and his mouth with his nose, and stood obediently in the corner of the elevator.

".Psychic energy."

Dennis murmured in an almost imperceptible voice, with his head lowered so that his expression was difficult to see.

One minute later.

When "11" appeared on the display, the elevator opened silently.

Dennis, who had already raised his head again, slowly straightened his collar, showed his usual smile, stepped out of the elevator and walked towards his own office.

And casually clicked on a number signed "Isa Garden Manager" and sent a text message.

"—book a top-floor booth for two for seven tomorrow night. And you understand, I want only your best chef."

Thanks to Chi Meng Shuo and Shan Gui Ting for the reward

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(End of this chapter)