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[Crisis Management Center No. 7 of Hefei Company]

For the employees of Hefei Company, working in the crisis management center is very happy.

In the company, if you want to climb up as a warrior, then you have to be successful. Not only must you have extraordinary talent, but you must also be able to stand out from countless strong people.

Even if you really climb up and become the team leader or captain of a certain army, with hundreds or even thousands of people in charge, you still have to be on the front line. Maybe one day you will encounter a high-intensity battle and your life will start all over again.

But it's different in the crisis management center. There are no bullets and artillery fire here, only comfortable air conditioning and endless amounts of high-end coffee. Everyone clocks in to work, everything is handled according to rules and regulations, and everything is in order.

Here, you don't have to work hard to improve your strength, nor do you have to go into and out of the battlefield to risk your life. You just need to sit in front of the computer and type on the keyboard.

The salary may not be that high compared to other departments, but I am very happy because even the lowest-level crisis management specialist has the power to mobilize dozens or hundreds of people at any time.

Therefore, the employees here go to work with expectations every day, hoping that a few unlucky eggs will appear outside and touch those unforgivable red lines, so that they can experience the thrill of strategizing.

No, just a few days after the New Year, this unlucky guy who made everyone happy appeared.

At this time, the crisis management specialists were sitting at their workstations. The supervisor stood in front of the huge holographic image and said loudly: "Okay, ladies and gentlemen, look over here. Here we have another person who has come to the end of his life." guy."

With a movement of his hand, the holographic image intertwined with Su Mo's appearance and personal information related to him.

"This man's name is Su Mo, a native of Crescent City, the leader of the fringe mercenary group, and one of the Seven Stars of the Crescent Moon."

"Ten minutes ago, he deliberately killed the only son of Mr. Mamen, the head of the Crescent City branch's intelligence department, and sent a very provocative video."

At this point, the supervisor sneered and his tone became humorous: "What does this make me say? The young man feels that life is boring and tired of life, so we will make it easier for him and help him start a new life."

The crisis management specialists all burst into light laughter.

The supervisor clapped his hands and his expression became serious: "Okay, the joke is over. You all know what to do in this situation. Anyone who offends the company's authority will only have one fate."

"Group seven, you go and sort out the personal information of all the mercenaries in the fringe mercenary group, tally them all, and put them on the elimination list."

The leader of the seventh group snapped his fingers: "It's a trivial matter."

Supervisor: "Group one, six, nine, your work is a little more complicated. Go collect all the personal information related to Su Mo."

"Whether his parents are alive, whether he has any children, whether he has any relatives such as his seventh aunt and eighth uncle, all direct relatives, collateral relatives, and anyone who is related by blood, will be counted, put on the purge list, and all will be killed. "

The leader of one group raised his hand and said in a joking tone: "Su Mo, I have known him before. He is a lonely man with unknown life experience. He has no relatives and no nine tribes to kill."

The supervisor said slowly: "Then go find his tenth clan and locate his partners, colleagues, and friends, all those who have cooperated with him or had any beneficial dealings with him, even if they just had a meal and shook hands once , all counted.”

"As long as they have the slightest connection with Mr. Mamen's death, all of them will be put on the purge list and executed."

The leaders of groups one, six, and nine all lamented: "Oh God, we have to work overtime all night again."

The supervisor smiled and said: "Be happy, you will get three times the overtime pay."

He continued: "Group 2, after the elimination list is compiled, you should contact the Public Relations Department and ask them to contact the Crescent City Council and submit our elimination list."

"Tell the city council that all the people on the purge list will disappear, physically. Remember to block information and control public opinion in advance so as not to scare the lovely citizens."

The leader of the second team shrugged: "I bet five hundred coins that Amir will complain to the company. We have to prepare enough money to appease him."

Supervisor: "Group 13, contact the Razor Rapid Response Force and send a fully-staffed Razor Brigade to Crescent City. Let the captains with the "Super Limit" blood code personally lead the team to ensure that nothing goes wrong. I don't want to see it. Anything unexpected happens, understand? "

The leader of Group 13 whistled and said briskly: "Understood, but we are moving thousands of people over at once. There is such a big movement, do we need to say hello to the other two families?"

Supervisor: "I will communicate with Iron Blood and Black Territory. You can just take care of your own affairs. Okay, those who have tasks will carry out their tasks, and those who do not have tasks will continue to work. Get moving, get moving!"

It was dawn at this time, the sky was not yet clear, and everything was shrouded in haze.

Su Mo sat in the office, looking at the fish-white sky in the distance.

His mobile phone was placed on the table next to him, with the external speaker on.

Qi Ling's voice came from the mobile phone: "My favorite time of the day is the break of dawn. Every time I see the morning light breaking through the darkness, it gives me a feeling of being alive."

Su Mo: "You are simply afraid of the dark."

Qi Ling: "Oh, I'm convinced, can't you use more literary words to answer the question!"

Su Mo smiled and said in a serious tone: "Where have you been?"

Qi Ling: "I just crossed the river and was watching the sunrise."

She paused, and her voice became as gentle as the wind: "I'm thinking of you too."

Su Mo couldn't help but smile: "You've only been out for ten minutes and you're already missing me?"

Qi Ling: "Yeah, every second I can't see you, I miss you."

The girl's soft words caused ripples in my heart, bringing an unspeakable throbbing feeling.

Su Mo murmured: "My heart suddenly beats so fast."

Qiling: "Oh? Why?"

Su Mo "Maybe it's because of what I'm going to face next."

Qi Ling: "Idiot."

Su Mo: "Huh?"

Qi Ling: "At this time, you should say to the girl, forget it, you are too stupid, I will teach you slowly in the future~"

Neither of them spoke anymore, and they were immersed in the tranquility of the early morning in a tacit understanding.

"Dong, dong, dong." Suddenly, a gentle rhythm came from the mobile phone.

Su Mo heard it, it was the sound of heartbeat.

Qi Ling was holding her cell phone to her heart so that he could listen to her heartbeat.

Su Mo lay on the table with his eyes closed and put the phone to his ear, as if he were leaning against Qi Ling across dozens of kilometers, listening to her heartbeat.

After another ten minutes, Qiling's gentle voice came: "I'm here."

Su Mo: "Okay, let's go."

Qi Ling: "No electronic devices are allowed here. I want to hang up first."

Su Mo: "Zero"

Qi Ling: "Huh?"

Su Mo: "Thank you."

Qi Ling: "Idiot, thank you is reserved for outsiders and friends."

With a blind tone, the phone was hung up.

Outside the window, on the far side of the city line, the morning sun tore through the sky, bringing the first ray of light to the world.