After Becoming a Little Sister

Someone stopped hesitantly and looked over in panic, with a horrified expression.

The girl in the black suit took out the restaurant coupons from her pocket that she didn't know when, and waved it in front of the other party: "We are the official secret service personnel, what happened inside?"

The khaki-colored sister Yu spoke fluent Nanbang, also took out her gun and put on a businesslike posture, and took out the real NIS emblem of the Nanbang National Intelligence Service from her pocket. The girl in the black suit was stunned for a while, Women in down jackets are on the verge of a formidable enemy.

After asking a few words, the innocent passer-by was let go, and the khaki-colored elder sister frowned.

"Someone had an accident inside. It wasn't a gang member, but a normal customer. The body was found in the bathroom... Do you want to take care of it?"

"Go, go and see—"

"Someone should call the police now. If the authorities are alerted, it may be very difficult to confront them at that time."

She wasn't worried that she wouldn't be able to leave. They wanted to leave, unless Nan Bang brought the army directly, or the Busan branch of Gyeongbokgung Palace came out in full force.

But to avoid some unnecessary disputes, it is naturally best to avoid them.

"What are you afraid of? I am just an ordinary citizen, Miss Mellon, passing by."

"...What if someone wants to take this opportunity to frame you?"

"Heh, let's try it~"

"I'm afraid it's a crime I want to impose..."

……

……

"If you want to commit a crime! There is no reason to worry!"

The eldest son of the Sansang chaebol pretended to say something, and showed a grievance in front of his father.

In Nanbang, people over the age of 60 can understand the characters of the Republic, and many of them can also write.

It's just that the pronunciation is the pronunciation of Nanbang language, which is roughly equivalent to the dialect of the Republic-so this is another strong proof since ancient times.

In Nanbang's cognition, Chinese characters and Chinese characters are two different things. Chinese characters are square characters that are simply recognized, while Chinese characters are as ugly as classical Chinese, and they are part of the self-cultivation of the intellectuals.

For this reason, after modernization, Nanbang vigorously promoted the so-called local characters of Nanbang, and made efforts to remove square characters as the goal of efforts.

So far, the results have been remarkable—so remarkable that they still need to use Chinese characters to write more rigorous texts, in duplicate.

Therefore, those who need professional expressions, such as lawyers or official documents, are often familiar with these words.

In the case of official language, generally speaking, the official names written in Chinese characters can be seen on the name tags of relatively high-ranking officials, while the smaller ones can be written in Hangeul casually, although they all understand that characters are cultural inheritance Carrier, but it is clear that they do not know how to cherish.

Tourists who have time to travel to Nanbang may wish to visit museums and other places, and then they will find a very interesting scene - tourists from the Republic can read calligraphy, painting and historical manuscripts in the museum without any obstacles, while Nanbang The local people also need a special tour guide to do the translation, and even the level of translation is not as good as that of a random tourist. They have abandoned the text in this way, and history has forgotten them in the same way.

Now the president of the Sansang chaebol is just looking at the words on the wall without saying a word.

After a while, he sighed, his voice slightly hoarse: "You read the words on the wall, read it again."

"Father, I..."

"read----"

"...the only thing to be feared in the world is the people."

"Read more!"

"The most feared thing in the world is the people..."

"Do you need me to translate it for you?"

"..."

"do you need?!"

"……unnecessary."

"Then explain it to me!" President Sansang grabbed the pen holder on the table and slammed it heavily on the eldest son: "Explain it to me!!"

"Gulu—"

His throat rolled, the eldest son didn't know why his father suddenly lost his temper.

But when this man who was over 60 years old and whom he thought was very old got angry, he realized that even though his father was old, he was still the same man who defeated his two older brothers, took charge of the Sansang chaebol, Developed into the hero of Nanbang's lifeline enterprise.

"The only thing worthy of our awe in the world is the people..."

In fact, this sentence comes from Xu Yun's "On the Great People". The whole sentence is "the only thing to be feared in the world is the people. The people are more to be feared than water, fire, tigers and leopards. Those who are above are more tame and tame. How can we suppress independence?" For any republican who has experienced the nine-year compulsory education, it is a sentence that can be understood at a glance.

As for Xu Yun, he was a literati in the Nanbang area during the Shenzong period of the Ming Dynasty. one.

"Since you know how to translate this sentence, why are you doing it?"

The large desk separates the position between father and son. President Sansang sits on the chair behind the desk, and the light from the floor lamp next to him slantly shines on it. The light mixes with the shadow of the bookshelf, making his cheeks disappear. In the dimness, the expression could not be seen clearly, but the eyes of the vulture were still sharp as before.

The eldest son standing on the other side of the desk broke out in a layer of cold sweat for no reason: "I...I didn't..."

"I don't object to your pursuit of excitement. When I was young, I also sometimes wanted to do something out of line." President Sansang clicked on the report on the desktop: "But why do you use this method? It's you Have no money to find those willing women, or do you have no ability to bribe those parents who only have money in their eyes and let them send their daughters to your bed?"

"not me……"

"answer me!!"

"I, I'm just, I'm just..." Mr. Sansang's heart was about to jump out of his throat, and his legs were weak: "I just want to pursue excitement... I know I'm wrong! I know I'm wrong ! Never again!"

"...Do you know that your weakness has been targeted?"

President Sansang stood up, walked to the French window and looked at the scenery in the manor with his hands behind his back: "The authorities want to suppress us now, that man named Wen wants to break our roots, he wants to send you to prison—they have already I am now collecting relevant evidence. This is an internal document sent to me by someone I arranged for the prosecution. If there is no accident, they will launch a special investigation procedure at the end of this month. Investigate the facts of your crime."

"This--"

"Without the support of the military, the man surnamed Wen can force us into this state with only law and administration. How dare you do such a thing in front of him? Do you want to send the gun to the other party? hand, and then put your head on it?!"

Turning his head and glaring at his useless son, President Sansang took a deep breath, and then calmed down his tone: "Retire some of the departments you are in charge of, you are tired."

"I do not have!"

"I said you are tired, take a good rest."

At the beginning, his father also used this method to take back his eldest brother's power, but he did not expect that he would one day do this to his eldest son - the stupidity of the eldest son made him feel a little tired while heartbroken .

"..."

"Take a break and avoid the limelight. I will help you with the rest. Don't make any trouble during this period, understand?"

"……Yes."

……

……

"Yes or no, it doesn't matter anymore."

The Taoist nun in white put the information in her hand on the table lightly: "Li Jianxi discovered Mr. Wen's target, and it is estimated that there are people in the official department...but fortunately, he chose to protect his son after all. The program can continue."

"What a mess." Mrs. Jin picked out her ears: "I said, third child, don't mess around. If the big sister gets angry when she comes back, I won't be able to protect you."

"If he wants to keep his son, he can only take another step back, such as splitting the Sansang Life Insurance that his son is in charge of according to the official intention... But he should keep a part of it, which he can trust at present. Or, it can only be his second son, which is similar to our purpose."

"Li Jianxi? That old bastard is not simple. My family has said bad things about him more than once, saying that if this guy hadn't stabbed a knife viciously, the import of industrial raw materials in the North wouldn't be so troublesome... Tell me, what to do with him!"

Mrs. Jin clenched her fists: "I just want to stretch my muscles!"

"Violence will not solve problems."

"is it?"

"...At least the current rules of the game are still like this."

"But violence can solve the problem." Mrs. Jin shrugged: "You don't need to tell me your plan, just tell me what you plan to do next."

The Taoist nun in white looked at herself and the Go board she was playing, thought for a while, took out a white piece, and pressed it on the board. Mrs. Jin glanced at it roughly, and then frowned: "What kind of start are you doing?"

"San San, Xing, Tian Yuan." The Taoist nun in white took the time to change into Hei Zi, and pressed it again: "Doesn't it look disrespectful?"

"Deviant... How do you plan this opening?"

"Then don't make arrangements—Second Senior Sister, do one thing for me."

"Tell me, what's the matter."

"Scare Gyeongbokgung Palace..."

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Busan·Gyeongbokgung Palace Branch

A group of people directly blocked the door of the branch, shouting something angrily.

The Busan branch of Gyeongbokgung Palace is a building that looks like a tourist attraction. The ancient Ming-style palace houses modern office partitions, and the shutters cover the original carved window sills.

At this moment, many men and women in professional office uniforms looked at the crowd outside with ugly expressions through the gaps in the shutters.

They directly detain one person, and they can disperse ten or eight.

But there are one or two hundred people gathered here, and there are even live broadcast trucks under the banner of reporters tracking the live broadcast throughout the whole process. Unless Gyeongbokgung Palace wants to be held accountable by the authorities, it can only temporarily shrink back.

Especially these people don't know what this place is at all, and the banner they play is actually environmentalism...

Shouting to a branch of the Dark World organization to stop sewage discharge?ill!

Someone was so overwhelmed by the foul language outside, he opened the drawer and took out his own gun: "These bastards!"

"Calm down! Calm down!" The colleague next to him held him down: "Don't be impulsive!"

"Where is the radical?" A person trotted in hastily: "Someone is looking for the radical, she—"

Before he could finish speaking, a figure walked in from behind him, holding the back of his head casually, and directly pressed him against the wall while walking.

There was a dull 'dong—' sound, and the oil painting glass frames on the wall were shattered.

After the figure took a few steps forward, the person who was pressed against the wall by her slipped and fell to the ground, as if he had just passed out...

"Let Li Sangmin come out and meet me."

The person who came was standing at the entrance of the aisle with such a bold sword, and smashed the fire ax he was carrying on the ground: "Tell him that Mrs. Jin from the North of the Republic is here - I will give him a minute."

"who are you?"

"Get out!"

"who are you?!"