After Becoming a Little Sister

"..."

……

……

Lubyanka Building · KSB Headquarters · Mr. Er's Office

The wise second gentleman before is now clutching his head with a splitting headache and a hangover.

"What happened yesterday?"

He asked Xiong Mengnan standing on the other side of the desk.

The latter has no expression on his face, but his eyes are subtly staggered—how can he explain that the other party spent half a year's salary to rent out the entire restaurant, and even bought a sea of ​​flowers and candles? Confessions of women?

Mr. Er in the naive version is a piece of trash with only brains in his head. Seeing that Xiong Mengnan didn't answer, he could only open the drawer, turn out the notebook, and read the message of another "own" from beginning to end.

When he received this kind of mental imprint reinforcement back then, compared to the simple reinforcement of other subjects, something went wrong.

He has two different personalities, and I don't know if it's because of the experiment. The other personality is different from the conventional psychological split personality, and it's more like a separate fantasy that is close to his imagined self 'perfect' personality.

Smart, tough, and courageous, just like every man's ideal self.

The only downside is that XP is so weird, I actually like flat...

The content in the notebook is very simple, and the whole text is full of scolding him for being an idiot. Between the lines, the pungentness of a great writer is written, which is quite similar to the indifference and meanness of the early Russian writers. Mr. Erha is sweating profusely, and Even the hangover miraculously stopped the headache.

He smacked his lips, picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip, and turned to the second page, only then did he see the advice the other party gave him.

It is an opinion, not a suggestion, and even underlined it, asking him to do it quickly.

"...to deal with the door of truth?" Mr. Erha flipped through the paper at the back of the notebook several times in a hurry, but didn't see any more content or explanation, so he could only go back and read those words again and again. again.

In the end, he raised his head and looked at Xiong Mengnan like he was dreaming: "I want...to deal with the door of truth."

Xiong Mengnan blinked: "Really?"

"I don't look like I can deal with the door of truth?" Mr. Erha was hesitant at first, but Xiong Mengnan's rhetorical question was a bit too hurtful, and it immediately poked his sensitive nerves.

He slapped the table heavily, and Mr. Erha stood up: "Who do those organizations in the dark world think they are?! They actually occupy the military base openly, with so many heavy firepower, they are called warlords - isn't it? Stable factors! Unsafe factors! They should be eradicated!"

Xiong Mengnan thought for a while, then nodded: "Then what is the reason?"

"...Ah?" Mr. Erha hurriedly flipped through the notebook in his hand, but he couldn't find the note of the reason, so he could only look at Xiong Mengnan: "What I said before, isn't it enough?"

"Not enough." Xiong Mengnan shook his head and said: "The information released now can only make those interest groups who were originally on the other side silence their voices, but if you want to use the power of KSB, it is not enough. "

After all, KSB is the foundation left behind by KGB. It is the national security department in name, not Mr. Er's private soldiers—it belongs to the emperor.

Although Mr. Er can be dirty and use all means, but if he wants to use military power, who would dare to mess around if the emperor doesn't speak?

You can stay still, but you can't take the initiative. To exert subjective initiative on these sensitive issues, I'm afraid it's not dead enough...

Mr. Erha is paralyzed, the note that Mr. Er left for him simply said that he wants to do it, but how do he do it now?

Could it be that the door of slandering the truth killed the dog that Serbia gave to the emperor?

He took a deep breath and raised his hand to Xiong Mengnan: "Bring the wine."

"...Do you still want to drink?" Xiong Mengnan was a little surprised.

My own boss doesn't like another personality, there is no doubt about it.

Under normal circumstances, he would rather grit his teeth and work late at night to try to bridge the gap between the two sides, rather than use this 'shortcut' way to deal with things, even though he only needs a sip of vodka to change his whole body Similarly, from being mediocre or even a little stupid to becoming a shrewd and capable big shot, he can easily solve the troubled things before.

Xiong Mengnan doesn't have any tendency to say which one he likes better for the two personalities of a boss, but if he has to compare, he actually feels that the current boss is easier to get along with - at least he is more like a person who is looking at people , rather than a tough presence that looks like a dead man.

Of course, it can also be said that there is no psychological pressure to get along with idiots...

But now the idiot insists: "Give it to me—this is an important thing, although I don't know what he wants to do, but I know that if I have the chance, I have long wanted to kill those Yankees! This is our own territory!"

"..." Xiong Mengnan didn't expect that what drove the other party to make a choice was actually the most stupid, dark and rough emotion.

What should this be?patriot?

Taking out the flagon that he saved for him when necessary, Xiong Mengnan reminded: "In 48 hours, you have already drank for the third time, and there can be no more."

I don’t know if it’s because mental work also consumes a lot of energy. Although when Mr. Erha evolves into Mr. Er, the “price” he needs to pay is much smaller than the spiritual strengthening of combatants to awaken himself, but still There will be the same fatigue, dizziness or even loss of strength and fainting.

The most serious, of course, are those cases of berserker-like fighters who are tireless and pain-free, who relax and die suddenly after fighting hard.

In the final analysis, the human body has limits, and the physiological safety mechanism of the human body has always restrained human beings from forcibly overdrawing the body through their own nervous system. Functional self-regulation.

It doesn't matter if it's a gene lock or an evolutionary shackle, but if there are no such restrictions, it is very likely that human beings will really be over after the wave is over.

Is it possible that the biggest contributor to Aliya's ability to stay in the Blue Star Wave is the powerful destructive power endowed to her by spiritual energy?No, her confidence is the self-healing ability brought by psionic energy. If she didn't have this ability and the blood-locking technique of Baishou Taixuan Jing, she would have died on the way.

"I know." Mr. Erha sighed, gritted his teeth and raised his head, viciously downed half a jug of wine, then blushed and hiccupped: "But now there are more important things, and they are related to Me and you, and those who hang out with me, so I have to be responsible."

Xiong Mengnan nodded, but did not speak.

"I know I'm stupid, I can't see the situation clearly, and sometimes I'm arrogant... But I know one thing very well." Mr. Erha raised a finger: "Even if I am such a bastard, there are people who mess with me." , do things for me, then I can't treat them badly—of course, the best thing is that I can also take the position of boss..."

As he spoke, his head drooped, and he was about to fall to the ground.

But then, as if his body was frozen, his waist and abdomen were pulled up violently, and when he raised his head, his eyes were clear but dissatisfied: "What is this idiot doing again..."

Looking at the wine in his hand, Mr. Er sneered, "I can't solve such a simple matter, so I'm looking for it again."

Throwing the jug aside, Mr. Er stretched his waist: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Xiong Meng lowered his eyes: "He wants to use KSB's military power to strangle the Eastern European branch of the Gate of Truth."

"Oh? Has it started?" Mr. Er raised his eyebrows and looked at his watch: "It's faster than I thought—what happened? I mean the kind that can be used as a reason for us to intervene reasonably and legally." .”

"not yet."

"...So he didn't even understand this?" Mr. Er tilted his legs on the desk, resting his chin with one hand with some dissatisfaction: "I thought I could proceed to the next step, but it turned out that I didn't even know where I started. I don't understand, it's really..."

While talking, the phone on the desk rang suddenly, and it was still the single-line phone.

This phone is directly connected to the Kremlin...

He and Xiong Mengnan exchanged glances, Mr. Er waited for a few seconds, and then raised his hand to pick up the phone, with a little busy eagerness in his voice: "It's me, what's the matter?"

On the other end of the phone, another man's voice came, not the normal operator: "It's me."

【哗啦——】

Standing up abruptly, the ear-piercing sound made by Mr. Er pushing the chair was so conspicuous: "Sir! I am here, what order do you have?"

"What happened to the big oligarch?"

"I'm still investigating here, and I haven't gotten reliable and definite information, but I will find out as soon as possible! After the information is confirmed to be credible, I will send it to you as soon as possible!"

Mr. Er's tone was serious, even though he didn't even know which oligarch did what.

So someone had an accident and passed the news directly to the guy in the Kremlin?

Or was there some bastard who bypassed him, a KSB executive, and made a leapfrog report?

Glancing at Xiong Mengnan, Mr. Er gestured for him to go outside and ask for clarification - there is a high probability that his competitors made a small move. Although this method cannot hurt muscles and bones, it is disgusting enough and effective.

Is there anything more untrustworthy than a KSB executive who doesn't know what to ask and who seems to be emptied?

Fortunately, the one in the Kremlin didn't mean to ask the question to the end. Maybe he also felt that he should wait until the credible news was verified and confirmed before expressing his opinion, so after asking lightly as a spur, he Added meaningfully——

"I have given you the power to deal with emergencies. If an uncontrollable situation arises, stop it as soon as possible, understand?"

"Yes, sir!" The corner of Mr. Er's mouth curled into a strange arc, but his tone was still serious and loyal: "I will handle all of this properly!"

"Well, then keep busy, I'll wait for your good news—click..."

Hearing the busy tone coming from the microphone, Mr. Er let out a deep breath, sat down slowly, picked up the jug he had placed next to him, sipped it casually, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Xiong Mengnan came back with a piece of information with a gloomy face: "Something went wrong!"

"Who?"

"...the big oligarch, Japaska, the aluminum magnate."

Mr. Er's eyebrows trembled violently, and then he drank the wine in the flagon in one gulp: "This is really a big trouble..."

Just talking about the king of the aluminum industry, many people may not know the special status of this person.

But what about the other party's other identity?

The richest man in Russia and the grandson-in-law of Nikolayevich...

……

……

"So, in fact, your wife is not his biological granddaughter?"

Madam Xiao Ma was sitting on the sofa, sipping pearl milk tea that was not made with pearls and no milk, no tea. The little helper was placed on the table, and a middle-aged man was sitting opposite.

"...No." The middle-aged man clenched his fists and took a deep breath: "My wife is the stepdaughter of his youngest daughter. My father-in-law, Valentine, used to be his important adviser, and finally married his The younger daughter... In name, the younger daughter's stepdaughter is also his granddaughter."

"So that's how it is!" Sister Xiao Ma suddenly realized, "The main reason is that your names are too troublesome, and some even directly inherit your father's name, which makes me very confused. I barely understand after you explain it like this."

"What exactly do you want? If you want money, I'll give it. If you want other things, as long as I can get it, I can get it for you."

"No, no, no, don't get me wrong, I'm here to protect you." Miss Ma waved her hand: "I'm a good person, from the Eastern European branch of the Gate of Truth, and I planned a kidnapping case for you, and I also I don’t know why they want to kidnap you, mainly because I haven’t figured out how to make it up—let’s talk about your mother-in-law, her name is Yumasheva, right?”

"..."

"I actually think she's very stupid, you know, the kind of... stupid who can't see the situation clearly, why do you say that your good boy married into her house, just because she is the youngest daughter of Nicholas Jevich?"

In the perception of most people, Nicholas Jevich, the guy who once usurped the control of Da Mao, is a vodka-loving alcoholic, lacks the skills to govern the country, only fights among himself, and the only thing he does right in his life It is to choose the right successor.

Correspondingly, the one sitting in the Kremlin now is a calm, strong, tough man who is proficient in jujitsu. He brought Da Mao out of the quagmire with one hand. The lost decade was so much better that some people even happily declared that their country was returning to the ranks of world powers.

Although there are only three sovereign countries in Blue Star, it has to be said that Da Mao's international status is far from that of the former Soviet Union.

But this almost accepted impression is wrong in the eyes of some people, especially those who are close to Nicholas Jevic—for example, Yumasheva, who was once in power when Nicholas Jevic was in power. A woman who is an authoritative figure, and even once served as a "counselor to the general", a status similar to that of the Secretary of State of Milijian.

She was not happy with Vladimir, although the great emperor kicked her away as soon as he came to power, scaring her away for many years.

But later, she didn't know who got the support, and she ran out to shake the black material, saying that the current tough emperor was a coward when my father was in power, and he only dared to sit halfway on the sofa. , my father is the truly great leader, blah blah blah...

To be honest, when Miss Ma sees these bridges, she always thinks of the black history of a certain island province.

Why are these people taking the same script?

Some people say that Yumasheva is going to return to the political arena, some people say that the opponents of the great emperor are launching a new spokesperson, and some even speculate whether she wants to use this method to reveal the so-called Kremlin secrets and discredit the Kremlin. The Great Emperor, thus supporting Megève's ascension and giving himself a new opportunity.

But in fact, these things happened several years ago. At that time, Megève gave up his candidacy directly on the eve of the election. As a result, the great emperor beat other opponents with an absolute advantage of nearly 65%, and entered the Kremlin for three times. .