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"No permission?"

Lin Qiye frowned when he saw the three large characters on the screen, "I don't even have permission?"

With Lin Qiye's current status, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is inferior to one of the night watchmen. Even he does not have the authority to this file, which means that this file should be in Zuo Qing's hands... Why is an ancient scroll from the Han Dynasty , with such a high level of secrecy?

Why did my name appear in this file?Is it related to the mysterious little boy inside him?

The more Lin Qiye thought about it, the more he felt strange. He planned to find a time to ask Zuo Qing.

"Almost forgot, there is one more thing..."

Lin Qiye's ten fingers quickly tapped on the keyboard:

—The red-haired girl, Chloe

He promised No. 27 before that he would help him find that girl, but now he can't use the power of miracles, and throwing branches will definitely not work... In desperation, he can only start from the night watchman's intelligence network.

To Lin Qiye's surprise, several files actually popped up under the index.

The strange thing is that these files span a wide range of years. The earliest one was also in the Han Dynasty... and the latest one was six years ago.

What the hell?Could it be that this girl named Chloe has lived from the Han Dynasty to modern times?

This is the second Jialan?

Full of doubts, Lin Qiye clicked on these files one by one, and he could open the others, except for the file from the Han Dynasty, which he still did not have permission to.

Most of these files are night watchmen stationed at the border. They once witnessed a red-haired girl walking out of the mist with a figure shrouded in smog. One of them even proposed to enter the territory of Great Xia. Later, Ye Fan, the commander-in-chief of the year, met them in person, and then allowed them to spend seven days in the Daxia territory freely.

However, what they talked about in that meeting was not recorded in the file.

Lin Qiye flipped through these witness files, his eyes swept across a line of characters, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"This is..." he muttered to himself.

On the flashing computer screen, a line of characters was blackened and bolded:

——Chloe, Forbidden Ruins Sequence 001, unnamed, suspected to be the agent of Yelande, the Holy Lord of the Western Holy Cult.

……

"Should we be the first to arrive?!"

A commercial vehicle stopped at the gate of the night watchman's headquarters, Xia Simeng jumped out of the vehicle first, looked at the morning glow in the east, and smiled confidently.

"...Captain, we don't have to hurry, do we?" The rest of the [Phoenix] team got out of the car with dark circles under their eyes and yawned a few times, "Didn't the meeting start at nine o'clock? It's only after six o'clock now ah……"

"Arriving early shows that our [Phoenix] team is sincere! As long as you give Lin Qi... cough cough, and leave a good impression on Lin Chu, it will be easier for you to ask for leave in the future."

Xia Simeng gave Tong Sheng a look, and the latter silently took out a big red plastic bag from the trunk, hugged it in his arms, and followed Xia Simeng, with his head buried as low as he could.

Everyone in the [Phoenix] team walked into the headquarters and walked straight to the conference room. As soon as the door was opened, the smile on Xia Simeng's face froze instantly.

I saw that the huge meeting room was already full of people.

Beside the large oval conference table, eight figures in black cloaks sat upright like sculptures, with wide brims covering their faces, with a mysterious and cold aura.

Compared with them, the six teenagers and girls on the opposite side seemed a little restless. They didn't have their own cloaks, and their bodies were dusty, as if they had just returned from begging in some corner.

Seeing everyone from the [Phoenix] team push the door and enter, the boys and girls immediately stood up and saluted them respectfully.

"Why are you all here so fast?" Xia Simeng's eyes widened when she saw these two teams, "Forget it [psychic media], they fly fast with magic weapons... What about you? The reserve team shouldn't have their own team." Airplane?"

Fang Mo coughed lightly, and said, "Senior Xia, we came back from the high-speed train overnight... we just changed trains a few times on the way."

The corner of Xia Simeng's mouth twitched slightly, she sighed helplessly, and led everyone to sit down at the other end of the conference table.

[Psychic medium] In the team, Old Dog Wu raised the brim of his hat slightly. He glanced at the big red plastic bag in Tong Sheng's arms, and said in surprise:

"What's that? Cigarettes? Captain Xia... The new Director has just taken office, you don't intend to bribe him with this thing, do you?"

"Forehead……"

Xia Simeng was speechless for a moment, she planned to secretly give this thing to Lin Qiye while she was the first one to arrive... But she didn't expect that she was the last one, and her expression suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"This is our captain's treasure." Tong Sheng answered bravely.

Old Dog Wu glanced at her with a strange expression, nodded and said, "I can't tell...Captain Xia comes here to smoke and drink in private?"

"Hehehehe, I'm used to it, I'm used to it, and it's hard not to smoke one every day." Xia Simeng laughed dryly, "Tong Sheng, come on, order one for me... No, order one."

Tong Sheng took out a cigarette, stuffed it into the stiff Xia Simeng's mouth, and silently lit the cigarette end.

"Cough cough cough..." Xia Simeng coughed violently.

At this moment, two figures walked into the office one after another.

Lin Qiye held a file, and as soon as he walked in, he saw Xia Simeng coughing with a cigarette in one hand. He frowned and said seriously:

"Captain Xia, smoking is prohibited in the meeting room."

Hearing this sentence, Shen Qingzhu behind him froze, and silently stuffed the cigarette that had just reached the corner of his mouth into his pocket.

"Cough cough cough... sorry, sorry!" Xia Simeng crushed the cigarette butt, flicked her messy temple hair hastily, and sat on the seat, pretending that nothing happened, but her nose was still bubbling. white smoke...

Seeing this scene, the rest of the [Phoenix] team wished they could bury their heads in the ground.

Lin Qiye took the file, sat down at the head of the conference table, glanced at everyone, and smiled slightly.

"Now that everyone is here, let's start early."

"Everyone here is acquaintances, so I won't introduce myself much... From today, I will be the director of the Special Operations Department of the Night Watch temporarily."

clap clap-!

Fierce applause rang out in the meeting room. Fang Mo and the others, with smiles on their faces, clapped desperately, their palms flushed.

"Before the meeting officially starts, I would like to announce something as the director of the Special Operations Division..." Lin Qiye's expression gradually became serious, and the entire meeting room suddenly fell into silence.

"From today onwards, for the original No. 004 special team [Masquerade], and the original No. 005 special team [Night Curtain], activate the Snow Zang Project..."