Uriel held hot coffee and knocked on the door. After waiting for a few seconds, she opened the door and walked into the office.
The first thing you can see when entering the office is the mahogany desk, and Lebius who is looking down at the documents behind the desk. Whenever he opens the door, Lebius seems to look like this.
"Good morning."
Uriel smiled, and Lebius did not raise his head, but just snorted coldly.
"Um."
At this point, the office became quiet again, leaving only the sound of Lebius flipping through documents and the rustling of the pen tip on the paper.
Uriel still kept smiling, but the smile at this moment was a little helpless. Although she was used to this, Uriel sometimes always expected that everything would change.
"Okay, here comes the hot coffee."
Uriel put the coffee on the desk and pushed it towards Lebius. Lebius still did not look away, but simply said thank you.
"Ah...I'm starting to understand what Jeffrey said."
Still having such a cold reaction, Uriel muttered to herself in her heart.
Since Jeffrey was transferred to the special operations team, he has often complained constantly, but most of the time, Jeffrey has complained about Lebius, saying that working with such a person will only increase psychological pressure.
.
Uriel probably understood what he meant by psychological pressure. Indeed, at first glance, Lebius was an extremely difficult person to get along with.
He seems to only have his own work and his own purpose in his eyes. Other than that, this guy doesn't care about anything... He even lives directly in the Bureau of Order.
Uriel looked at another door in the office. Few people knew that behind that door was Lebius's bedroom.
"well……"
Uriel sighed.
"What's wrong?"
Lebius asked, but he still didn't raise his head, and he didn't even want to look away.
"Nothing, nothing, just keep working."
Uriel was perfunctory. Although the working atmosphere was not very good, Lebius was a very capable boss. He could complete most of the work alone. As his deputy, Uriel was more like a life assistant.
, deal with some trivial matters.
Walking to the filing cabinet nearby, Uriel also started her day's work. While sorting the files, her eyes glanced at Lebius from time to time.
Uriel has been working in the Bureau of Order for several years, but her understanding of Lebius is the same as when she first met him. The only improvement is that she is used to Lebius.
The indifference of Bius.
Such an indifferent workaholic would inevitably arouse the curiosity of others, so after some research, she also heard a lot of news about her boss that she didn't know was true or false.
It is said that Lebius was once the ace of the Field Service Department. He and his partner were the nightmare of the King's Secret Sword. They were called "wolves and tigers". However, the outbreak of the secret war seven years ago caused Lebius to be seriously injured.
, although he was rescued, his right foot also became disabled, forcing him to leave the front line of the field department and sit in the office.
As for Lebius's partner, no one knows his whereabouts, nor is it clear whether he died in battle or retired, and Lebius never mentioned the past.
Thinking of Lebius's past, she understood Lebius's indifference. Although she was a member of the field department, because of her own secret power, Uriel's function was more towards logistics, so she hardly
Will embark on a frontal battlefield.
She could not understand the feeling of brushing against death.
But Uriel often hopes that Lebius will make some changes. She has also tried hard to make her gloomy boss cheerful, but to no avail. But recently she has noticed some strange changes... She has not seen them.
past changes.
"Hey! Lebius!"
Rough shouts rang out, and Jeffrey kicked the door open, holding many documents in his arms.
This time Lebius raised his head rarely, frowned, and looked at Jeffrey.
"You have to take a look at these things. I just brought them from Ivan."
Jeffrey disrupted the silence and tidiness of the office. A thick stack of documents fell directly on the desk, and the coffee in the cup splashed a little.
Lebius obviously wanted to say something, but after glancing at Jeffrey, he swallowed his words in an extremely rare move, preparing to hear what Jeffrey had to say.
"After Ivan interrogated Nomu, he seemed to have noticed something, and he has been collecting similar intelligence. This was compiled through information sent from various subway posts..."
Jeffrey moved a chair over and started discussing directly with Lebius. Although he was full of complaints about Lebius, Jeffrey was still enthusiastic about his work.
Uriel picked up the notepad and stood over, listening to the discussion between the two, and preparing orders that Lebius might issue.
"This situation occurs in various countries. The frequency of extraordinary crimes has increased significantly. Almost all of them are soul-plundering incidents. It is as if the demons are all hungry at the same time..."
Jeffrey said anxiously, and Lebius became more gloomy.
While Uriel listened, she observed Jeffrey from the side.
Jeffrey Karga.
Uriel didn't know much about this name, but it was also true that Jeffrey worked in the human resources department before and had almost no direct relationship with the field department. Even when reviewing new employees and subsequent job assignments, it was done by
Conducted in the "Decision Room".
Uriel was really shocked when she learned that Lebius suddenly appointed such a guy to come to the special operations team to be responsible for contacting the logistics department. She didn't understand it at first, but as she observed, she realized,
The two people seemed to have known each other a long time ago, and only when facing Jeffrey, Lebius was rarely so indifferent.
Out of curiosity, Uriel observed Jeffrey for a while and found that this man was surprisingly popular. From the logistics department to the field department, he could greet at least ten people along the way, even the crow's nest.
A standard good guy, but the more ordinary he looked, the less ordinary he seemed to be. Uriel didn't think that such a guy would just hang around in the human resources department, let alone the "decision-making room".
Hand over this troublesome guy, Borogo Lazarus, to him.
"Consolidate these documents, Uriel." Lebius said.
"OK."
Uriel picked up the documents handed over by Lebius, sat aside and began to summarize them.
Maybe because of her secret power, Uriel is very sensitive to information, not only about tasks, but also about other people, and more deeply, inner... She knows this is a bad habit, but she still can't help but want to
Get to know others.
Looking at Jeffrey and Lebius, Uriel's mind thought of the other members of the special operations team, Palmer Clerks, Borogo Lazarus...
This is an action group full of mysteries, and she really likes it here.
"In addition to the frequent extraordinary crimes, the Iron Whistle also discovered the figure of the King's Secret Sword. They seem to not only appear in Opos, but also in the shadows of various countries." Jeffer
Li said.
"What do you think they are planning?" Lebius asked.
"I don't know, but what is certain is that so many 'anthropophilic' organizations are constantly emerging... It's like someone is collecting souls."
Jeffrey looked at the scattered documents. Every line of text was a crime, a person died, and his soul was made into a philosopher's stone.
"There is also Palmer's previous actions. According to the Crow's Nest report, the Iron Sentinels captured some information during their actions against the King's Secret Sword, and the location pointed to by the information was the place where Palmer went to investigate. After that,
As you know, we found a large number of soul-containing potions there."
Jeffrey pulled out a document with a report on the incident.
"Have Ivan seen these?"
"Have seen it. He said that the Crow's Nest's investigation tendency is leaning towards this side. The King's Secret Sword has been around for so long. Although there is constant friction, neither of us has a direct battle. They began to suspect that this was a feint attack by the King's Secret Sword.
It is an attempt to divert our attention and pave the way for some conspiracy that we are not yet aware of."
The feeling of an approaching rainstorm became clearer in his heart, and Jeffrey's face was filled with sadness.
"Do you think the conspiracy could be this? To transfer souls? If so, what do they need so many souls for?"
Lebius couldn't understand it, but he still maintained absolute vigilance.
"Who knows? Ivan is in charge of intelligence work. They are searching for more suspicious locations. As soon as there is news, they will notify us and we will handle it."
"So it seems that our special operations team is responsible for these things?" Lebius noticed this.
"Otherwise, this is what Boluogo started. What's more, there is no free action team now," Jeffrey then said, "This is also a good opportunity to test Boluogo's work.
ability."
A glimmer of light flashed in Lebius's eyes, and he suddenly woke up and muttered to himself.
"Yeah, it's almost ready, isn't it?"
"Well, so I asked Palmer to call Bologg," Jeffrey glanced at his watch, "He should be on the way, and he will see them in about a minute."
"But before that, I need to call Bologo first to prevent him from accidentally cutting Palmer. The guy is very vigilant."
Jeffrey suddenly remembered that he had not greeted Burlogo yet, so he picked up the phone and dialed Burlogo's home number. After a short busy signal, Burlogo answered the phone.
"Hello? Boluogo? How do you feel? Ah? Nothing happened. The implantation ceremony is just ready."
Speaking of this, Jeffrey's eyes also flashed with a god-like figure, and in a few hours, they will usurp the authority of the gods.
"Yes, that's right. Palmer has already gone to pick you up. Are you ready?"
