It would be better to say that if it is a truly qualified capitalist, then the agent who kills the investigative reporter is probably the FBI itself...

Sister Shenxian sat down and folded her hands against her chin: "Sit down, don't be so nervous, you don't have any malicious intentions, I can see it."

The little rookie sat down tremblingly, looked at Sister Shenxian, and then at Alia. His eyes hurt several times, and finally he gritted his teeth as if he had made up his mind: "You——do you know Sister Lu?"

"It's a coincidence, we are all sister Lu, which one are you talking about?"

"Lu Wuxia!"

"Which Lu Wuxia?"

"...Do you really know each other?" The little rookie looked at her, thinking that the other party was playing with her.

But no—Aaliyah was asking sincerely.

Q: Alicia, have you confessed to your mother?

Answer: Which mom?

Q: Flawless

Answer: Which one is flawless?

Q: Have fun with me!

After all, Aliya has three mothers, Blue Star's real mother, Earth Lu Wuxia, and Earth's real mother... Seems like something is missing?

Forget it, those are not important.

Aliya also sat down: "Aren't you a time traveler?"

"Through, time travel?" The little rookie stared wide-eyed, then seemed to think of something, and took a breath.

She looked at Sister Shenxian with shocked eyes, and suddenly said: "So you are a time traveler!!"

Sister Shenxian picked up her teacup and took a sip: "No."

"Oh……"

"She is."

"what???"

Sister Shenxian pointed to Aliya: "She is the time traveler."

"To be precise, I am traveling through parallel worlds, which is different from cross-world or cross-historical time travel in a broad sense—that good sister, I will add two more copies to her non-disclosure agreement later, mentioning the secret level, really If not, they will be arrested and sentenced to life.”

"not me--"

The little rookie was stunned for a moment, the whole bird was not well.

Crying in the cold!What did I do!I haven't had time to do anything yet!

Aliya also picked up the teacup and took a sip, then smacked her lips, showing some displeasure at the overly sweet milk tea.

"do not like?"

"It's a bit boring, too much sugar is added, one cube of sugar or something doesn't taste enough, and two cubes are 10 grams. It's hard to handle, and I still like to drink the kind of tea that is just brewed like this."

"I'm used to the British taste here, and now it's still the same tea as before." Sister Shenxian looked down at the cup: "The tea is good, Darjeeling black tea from Bangladesh."

"Waiter - have another glass!" Aliya raised her hand: "Thank you Darjeeling! Do you have yellow orange pekoe? Rose hips are also fine!"

"...Don't you dislike it? Also, what kind of tea is orange-yellow pekoe and rosehip?"

"Greek milk—just the name!"

"why?"

"Because the tea ceremony, like the chariot lane, is a part of cultivating a lady's temperament that has to be played!"

"I really can't keep up with the thinking of you young people..."

Elder Sister Shenxian shook her head, took a sip of her tea, raised her hand and took the rookie's file to look through.

The waitress leaned slightly: "General, do you want us to—"

Sister Shenxian looked down at the document, raised her hand to stop the waitress from speaking, and did not express her opinion.

But this forceful style was immediately full. Before, I was dumbfounded watching the two great gods talking and laughing here, and the young rookie who didn't know right or wrong and lacked life experience opened his mouth and was about to cry.

General, general?

No - why do I say no - why are there such young generals!

"Don't be afraid, in fact, in the parallel world, you are still making great progress."

Aliya looked at the other party's frightened look, and couldn't help comforting the other party gently.

As the heir to her mother's career as a reporter, it is impossible for Alia to do anything to the rookie.

No matter what it is, or what it is, it doesn't work-and it's pretty good after the little rookie on Blue Star's side advanced.

The other party has learned to observe the world, learn to see everything that is real, and focus their attention on issues that are truly worth reporting, rather than those so-called big news and big productions.

This is a rare quality for the vast majority of journalists or media professionals.

Even though she felt big news worth reporting, nine out of ten mutated into state secrets because of Arya's involvement...

But it's not bad, anyway, he is also a peak SR, and he can be regarded as an entry-level student, and he can be regarded as his mother's registered disciple.

If this is really the Gaia studio, or if there is no Alia, then there is a high probability that the little rookie is the bad gang who cameo in the reporter trio in Ultraman Gaia.

It makes people hate their teeth, but at the same time, they have to admire each other's dedication—or the order should be reversed. On the one hand, they feel very dedicated, and on the other hand, they feel that if you don't bother, there will be so many troubles.

Aliya reminded the other party earnestly: "When I get rid of the transformation on my stomach in the future, remember to give a better angle, the BGM should be more tragic, and give Zog a few more shots, that old woman's makeup skills The order is full, I want to see how she dies when she is exposed in the future!"

The little rookie didn't understand the whole process - who is Zog?Why did you transform?Didn't it say that transformation is forbidden!

The lady from the intelligence department held down the headset to confirm something, and turned to Alia.

"Ai Ju, how do we deal with the viewers in the live broadcast room? Although the popularity of the live broadcast is low, the actual viewership is around 3 people, so the impact is still great."

"Wow, she has so many fans?"

You must know that even for those very famous game anchors, such as what time they open, there are 500 million people in the live broadcast room, but in fact, the number of viewers directly goes to two zeros, and it is estimated that there are more.

Hype, everyone is like this, even a live broadcast dares to boast that hundreds of millions of people have watched it.

BUY IT - OMG - BUY IT!

It's really 500 million, so Nuwa can't hold it down, but [-] to [-]?

The Internet has no memory!Amnesia!

After all, the vast majority of webpages are redirected through search engines, so it is not easy for Nuwa to erase some information.

"But it's not necessary, so let's do it, you can even make a follow-up announcement, just treat it as... I think about it, just link up with the wave I had at Dongshan University before."

"Is... is it really all right?" The young lady from the intelligence department was really a little embarrassed.

After all, this style doesn't match their nine-game style at all, and it's too inconsistent in comparison.

"Ann, I just need to shoot the work. It just so happens that I have been weak for the past two months, so I need to take some rest and entertainment."

Aliya pretended to want to play, and the Ninth Bureau naturally could only agree. The young lady said that she would use a series of skin-changing or stitched CG advertisements to bombard various apps, and then make a mobile game that devours evolution. Style it out.

After seeing off the staff, Aliya smiled and narrowed her eyes at Xiao Caiji who couldn't smile at all: "Compared with these, I want to ask for the psychological shadow of the lobby manager of the Peace Hotel. I don't know if he knows me. How would a good sister feel when she was broadcast live on the whole network?"

"I, I did it on my own, he didn't know it!"

Xiao Caiji is afraid that it is his own business to be dealt with, but he can't help but feel a little guilty when he drags others down.

"I know—sign a non-disclosure agreement, no matter how many things you know in the future, you can't tell them out. It will take at least 50 years until these things are lifted. Maybe you can publish a memoir or something in the future and earn a wave of pensions. .”

It was after Eisenhower left office that he became a millionaire by writing his memoirs.

Although the position of the commander-in-chief is down, the revolving door is more than this little money. Guanhai and Weishang charge 20 yuan for a photo, earning a lot of money, but the millionaires of Eisenhower at that time and the current millionaires are worth a lot. But the difference is too much.

"I... you won't catch me?"

"Is it useful to catch you?" Aliya pushed a cup of orange and yellow pekoe: "Those are trivial things. If you mean it, then we have already emptied two magazines, but you don't mean it. Even if you and I It's okay mom, I will only let you sign the non-disclosure agreement and let you go, after all, no matter how much you brag, no one will believe you."

The fairy sister next to her nodded, and put the rookie's information aside: "Normal resume, no problem."

"What if it's a fake?"

"I can't even see the authenticity of a resume. It may be okay to completely forge a person's identity in the past. After all, the information is simple, but it is basically impossible in the current information society. After all, if you want to It's too easy to verify."

The little rookie looked at his resume, and gritted his teeth: "I——since I signed the non-disclosure agreement, can I interview you? Don't worry! I will never say anything! But I want...I want Find out, are these really you!"

"Which?"

"In my group chat... eh? Where's my group chat?"

The little rookie looked at the group he was in a few minutes ago in astonishment, and found that not only the group chat was gone, but even his friends had gray avatars, and the few guys who should have been online for a long time disappeared surprisingly uniformly. Line up.

No way are they gone?

"Don't worry, it's just a simple kill—is there anyone who needs to be killed? Star players and the like?"

『No, preliminary review and verification revealed that they were pure history buffs, but three of them were involved in tax evasion, and the relevant information has been handed over to the tax department. 』

"Look, I just said everyone is fine!"

"..."

The rookie has a subtle understanding of the existence behind these two people.

It's like the Skynet in a science fiction novel - even the photo of her mouthing before was picked out by the other party and lit up on the screen.

Sister Shenxian looked at the photo on the screen, her eyes narrowed slightly, lost in memory.

And Aliya looked around curiously, pointing to the clearest photo recently: "Why is the background so cool?"

"It should be that I was chasing and killing the leader of a black and evil force. I remember where it was in Britain. I have an impression of this photo, because the holy scale in Britain came to ask me about it in person."

"What did they say? Tell you not to be too arrogant?" Aliya smiled happily: "Or did they warn you not to mess around?"

Sister Immortal kills people, I can only say that this person is probably the truth and deserves to die, there is no such thing as killing innocent people indiscriminately.

The little rookie also subconsciously clenched the tablet, her Adam's apple rolled, and she pricked up her ears to listen to the fairy sister's narrative.

She had been wondering why the other party had done such a big thing, but hadn't been chased across the country, and could even appear in public in a grandiose manner—could it be that the huge other set that existed behind the society that she vaguely found out before? Does social order really exist?

"At that time, I remembered that a director of the sacred scale came here in person. There were quite a few of them, dozens of executive officers, and... what did they say... I really don't have the impression, I just remember me It is helpless to compromise, there is no way, two fists are no match for four hands."

『I have corresponding audio data stored in my database, do you want to call it? 』

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