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"Yes, you heard me right, we're going to have a big ball here tomorrow and I hope you all can come and wear your best dresses, best suits - as for work, fuck it ! The sky is falling, and my consultant Zhang will support you, so what are you afraid of? All you have to do is to have fun!"

Zhang Jue's reputation is well-known within the administration, and everyone knows it.

With his endorsement, these staff who have been suppressed for a long time can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Although it is not a complete carnival, but the spirit has been tense for so long, it is necessary to relax.

Everyone was very happy and left with cheers.

After the staff left, Angelo looked at Zhang Jue and said, "Consultant Zhang, I have to warn you, no matter what you say, we are still on duty, if you delay their work because of this, you are a sinner !"

"Okay, my Lord Angelo, quickly put away your tricks."

Hearing his cliché, Zhang Jue waved his hands disdainfully, "Do you think I really want to see those girls wearing low-cut gowns? To tell you the truth, I've already gotten rid of such vulgar tastes. I didn't do it for the sake of Catch that person for you, it's cheap and good-looking!"

Chapter 375 Take the initiative

On April 2223, 4, just 20 days after the explosion at site 135, investigators from the Bureau of Anomalous Creatures held an untimely dance in a town called Beloaz.The ball was not only attended by the staff of the administration, but also all the people in the town were invited.

You know, the life there is not very good, there are free things to eat and free drinks, and everyone spreads word of mouth and flocks to it.

Zhang Jue, special advisor to the administration, even specially invited the band from outside.

Everyone sang and danced, and it was extremely lively for a while.

I didn't know, I thought a grand wedding was being held here.

The dance started at ten o'clock in the morning and continued until the evening.

At first, the staff of the administration were still a little reluctant. After all, they were ordered to come here to investigate the cause of the explosion at site 135. It seemed a little unreasonable to be lazy like this.

But affected by the environment, seeing other people dancing to their heart's content, some people who were still thinking about work were gradually assimilated.

Just like what Zhang Jue often said to Yang Xue.

It's not easy to learn well, but it's easy to learn badly.

Angelo looked at his colleagues on the dance floor, his face became more and more ugly, and he said to the people next to him: "Consultant Zhang, you'd better pray that your method will work, if you can't catch him, what happened today, I will Will definitely report to the O5 Council."

"I said, Master Angelo, in your dictionary, are there no other words besides report and impeachment?"

Zhang Jue sat on the sofa, picked up the goblet on the table, shook it in front of his eyes, and then laughed.

"Can't you enjoy such a beautiful dance? Look at that researcher over there. I remember her name is Oliverna. The apple in her hand is really big and round—"

"She didn't take the apple, thank you." Angelo said disgustedly.

"Don't care about those details." Zhang Jue put the goblet in his hand on the table, stood up, and patted his butt.

Angelo frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Zhang Jue looked around and snorted, "Of course I'm arresting people, do you really think I'm sitting here just to look at my thighs? I told you a long time ago that I've already got rid of that low-level interest. "

……

It was [-]:[-] in the evening, and when the cake taller than a person was pushed up from the back kitchen, the atmosphere of the dance party reached its climax.

Everyone got excited.

No one noticed, and since after dark, something weird seems to be going on.

For example, a wine glass that has just been filled suddenly becomes empty, for example, a cake that was originally on the table will suddenly hit someone in the face, for example, a lady's shoulder strap suddenly breaks.

These are all small things, and there are no major mistakes.

Even from the monitoring, nothing abnormal can be seen.

Everyone seemed to smell the stink, but turned a blind eye to the pile of shit in the middle of the dance floor.

Someone tripped and thought it was because they didn't stand firm.

In short, the atmosphere of the dance party is warm, and everyone's expressions are cheerful.

……

Here, only one person is incompatible with the others.

He is 1.9 meters five and very tall. Logically speaking, he is the most conspicuous in the crowd at a glance, but no one has noticed him.

"Can I dance with you?"

he said to a woman.

However, the woman was only interested in talking to her friend and ignored him.

"Forget it." He shook his head, then turned to another man, "Hey, man, you stepped on me!"

The man was drinking from a goblet, completely unmoved by his words.

He pulled his foot out from under the man's shoe and kicked him in the ass.

The man fell on the ground all of a sudden, and the wine glass was thrown far away.

The colleague next to him immediately came to help him.

"What's wrong? Get up quickly."

"Bond, you drink too much, I tell you to drink less."

And the man who was kicked touched his butt, and said embarrassedly: "I probably drank too much, maybe I need to take a break."

He howled loudly from the side: "It was me, I kicked you, see?!"

In anger, his voice was loud, like a thunderclap, completely overshadowing the music.

But everyone's ears seemed to be deaf, and no one heard his voice.

He covered his forehead and cursed loudly a word starting with F.

He was sitting on the floor, and his huge body tripped many people, but no one blamed him.

He just sat on the ground like that, as if resigned to his fate.

Afterwards, he stood up, staggered and walked outside.

Picking up a pair of pliers that I didn't know where to find, I found the thickest wire, and I raised my hand to cut it off.

Although there was a grand ball behind him, and there were many people walking around, no one stepped forward to stop him.

He's had enough.

Since they all ignored him.

So don't think about it, everyone.

He was holding the huge pliers and was about to push.

Suddenly, a clear voice came from behind.

"I advise you not to do that."

"You can't control it!"

"What if I have to take care of it?"

"I'll beat you, and you don't know who beats—huh?"

The man turned his head in horror, and looked at the black-haired and black-eyed oriental man with an incredulous look on his face.

"Can you hear me?!"

"Of course, I'm not deaf." The other party shrugged, and then laughed, "Student Joe, you are really easy for me to find."

"You actually know my name?!"

Joe yelled.

He stood up, threw away the pliers in his hand, and rubbed his hands together, like an otaku who is dating a girl for the first time, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Zhang Jue extended his hand to him with a smile: "Hello, I am the consultant of the Bureau of Abnormal Biology, Zhang Jue."

"Hello hello! My name is Joe! Adrian Joe!"

Probably because he seldom speaks normally to others, Joe is excited like a child.

He held Zhang Jue's hand excitedly and refused to let go.

Feeling a warm current all over his body, Zhang Jue smiled slightly.

"I feel that we are very destined, would you like to chat with me?" Zhang Jue said.

"Yes, of course." Joe nodded hastily, as if he was afraid that Zhang Jue would run away, "What do you want to say, stocks? Women? The end of the world or the financial turmoil?"

"..."

Sure enough, men usually want to discuss the same thing.

Zhang Jue laughed awkwardly, took his hand out of his without a trace, and wiped it on his body twice.

This old boy shitted on the stage just now, and he didn't know whether he wiped his ass or washed his hands.

Zhang Jue looked around, pulled the other party to an empty table, and the two sat down together.

"Since you want to talk, let's talk about how you came here. I don't believe that a person who can't even communicate smoothly can find the site of the Bureau of Anomalous Creatures."

……

Joe, number 1504, has an antimemetic physique, and ordinary people without training can't see him.

And those who have been trained or have a slightly stronger natural mental power can only be like that doctor.Although you can notice his existence, you can't remember what he said or did, or even "can't see".

For some people with "big ideas", this may be a very good ability.

But Joe has had enough, he needs to communicate with others, needs to be recognized by others.

So his defensiveness is very low, whoever can see him, who can notice him, is a good person and his angel.

But unfortunately, so far, there are only two people who can communicate with him without barriers.

The first one is the consultant Zhang of the Administration of Abnormal Biology in front of him, and the second one is the person who sent him to site 135.

The man told him that coming here could "cure" his disease, so that everyone could see and notice him.

But in the end he failed.

He didn't know what that person's name was, but he only knew that there was always a book in his hand.

"Can you describe to me what he looks like?" Zhang Jue asked.

"I don't know." Joe shook his head. "He was wearing a very large black robe, and his whole body was hidden in it."

If such a person had a normal head, he would know that he would not be a kind person, that is, Joe would obediently listen to him.

He always holds a book in his hand and wears a black robe. Based on these two clues, Zhang Jue has located a target—the one that the Black Queen once mentioned to him, to 2950 (that chair ) wrote a book, and severely pitted the man from the Authority and the Serpent's Hand.

This mysterious person was already an enemy of the Authority, and recently got mixed up with MRW. He sent Joe here, definitely not just wanting to destroy a site.

Zhang Jue asked, "Did he tell you what to do?"

Joe shook his head.

Zhang Jue thought for a moment, and realized that it wasn't that the other party didn't tell Joe what to do, but that he knew that as long as Joe wasn't properly settled, something would happen to site135.

So the question is, what is the purpose of the other party?

Zhang Jue could feel that recently, that group of people seemed to be planning a big game, but it was still in the planning stage, and nothing special appeared.

But the more this is the case, the more precautions must be taken.

Otherwise, you will be caught off guard like last time.

It's a pity that the site135 site has been peacefully destroyed, most of the projects have been destroyed, and all relevant evidence has been burned.

Even if they have done anything tricky in it, they don't know.

It's a good strategy to kill birds with one stone.

Zhang Jue pinched his chin to think, but Joe couldn't rest for a moment. He finally met a person who could communicate with him without barriers. How could he give up such an opportunity.

After a while, I asked Zhang Jue what the Bureau of Abnormal Biology was, and after listening to the explanation, he asked him if he was considered an "abnormal creature". After getting a positive answer, he began to worry about gains and losses.

If he is "in custody", he will lose his freedom. If he is not in custody, although the outside world is wonderful, it has nothing to do with him.

For a moment he was in a tangle.