"I'll take charge of investigating Ya Bu's information."
After leaving the marshal's office, Mist took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, his eyebrows showing a bit of fatigue:
"Word came from Veri's side, Sheng Cheng has already woken up."
Soren nodded in understanding, "Leave this matter to me."
Sheng Cheng held important information. They had to pry out some useful information from him.
The two brothers stood outside the corridor to briefly hand over their work. Mist looked at Soren, whose face was covered by a gas mask and was as silent as usual, and suddenly felt a twinge in his heart.
As soldiers, they have long put their lives at risk. On the day Soren became a marshal's adjutant, he spoke more than usual and said:
â One day, I will die on the battlefield. This is the pride of the taboo.
If there was no mysterious person, perhaps Soren would have really died near an entertainment center without anyone knowing.
As a taboo whose duty was to kill demonic insects and protect mankind, it was very ironic.
And he might never see this follower who had been by his side since childhood again.
Mist put on his glasses again, hiding the coldness in his eyes, the corner of his mouth hooked out a trace of arc: "Forget it, let's switch jobs. I'll be in charge of Sheng Cheng's side."
"Okay."
Soren nodded carelessly. He had long been accustomed to Mist's nature of thinking out of the box and instructed, "Be sure to record Sheng Cheng's information."
Seeing this, Mist was about to hook Soren's neck and say something, when he turned his head and saw the figure in a tuxedo at the end of the corridor.
"Ya Xiao, are you here to see the marshal?"
Mist retracted his hand, greeted Ya Xiao with a smile, and pointed to the door of the room, "The marshal is inside right now."
"Okay."
Ya Xiao curled his eyes and had just walked over and was about to knock on the door when he was stopped by Mist.
"Ya Xiao, there's something I haven't told you yet. Your assistant Sheng Cheng had a situation and has currently stepped down from his position." Mist didn't explicitly say what exactly Sheng Cheng had committed on his side, but instead said:
"When we return to the Sixth Base, I will accompany you to select another new butler's assistant."
Ya Xiao's expression was a little surprised and seemed to be tinged with disbelief as to why the assistant who had been submitting work reports to him yesterday had suddenly left his job today.
His eyes flashed through a few moments of hesitation and entanglement, his lips opening and closing as if he wanted to ask something.
Mist has long been prepared. Ya Xiao valued Sheng Cheng before, and it was normal that he would want to know more about the situation now. He was about to briefly mention a couple of sentences to perfunctorily put it over.
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The black-haired, blue-eyed young butler in front of him seemed to have realized something and closed his mouth. A moment later, he raised a smile and said thoughtfully, "Okay, but my assistants Emily and Wittin are enough. There's no need to pick anyone else."
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Mist smiled at Ya Xiao.
"Okay."
Ya Xiao nodded his head. After he watched the two adjutants leave, he raised his hand and knocked on the door of the office in front of him, while mulling it over in his mind to the system:
[Fourth Uncle, it seems that the villain has no intention of hiding the matter of Sheng Cheng.]
[Ah? No?]
The system was fanning with the data in the sea of consciousness, sitting in a rocking chair and drinking tea, and was still a bit bewildered when he heard these words.
Wasn't Mist not detailing the reasons for Sheng Cheng's dismissal just now? How could the host say that the villain didn't intend to hide it?
Ya Xiao also didn't mind the system CPU running too slowly and seriously analyzed it, [If the villain had wanted to keep Sheng Cheng's matter under wraps, Mist wouldn't have shown such a tangled expression just now.]
Don't be fooled by Mist's usual amiable demeanor. If the villain had really given the order to keep the matter under wraps, he would never have shown his emotions on his face and easily allowed himself to notice that something was wrong.
Hearing the host say this, the system came to a sudden realization: [Host, you're really observant.]
[That's for sure.]
Ya Xiao wagged his tail proudly.
But why didn't the villain plan to block Sheng Cheng's news? It wouldn't be good if this information was known by the club side.
Or maybe Qin Qi just wanted them to know on purpose? Without waiting for Ya Xiao to run through it, there was a commotion coming from inside. He instantly stopped thinking about it and directly pushed the door and walked in.
Inside the room, Qin Qi was leaning on a chair, his left hand rubbing the eyeball. The light streamed through the window, casting a faint glow through the gaps in his eyelashes. His expression was indifferent, leaving people guessing about what he was thinking.
"Marshal, would you like to eat now?"
This time was exactly when Qin Qi would have his meal. When the meal was over, he still had to attend the joint meeting.
Ya Xiao curved the corner of his mouth and inquired.
"Not for now."
Qin Qi did not refuse.
Ya Xiao understood and moved to the side of Qin Qi to absorb the demon value. Thinking about what had just happened, he couldn't help but be a little curious about Qin Qi's true thoughts right now.
What exactly did the villain want to do?
He also wondered if what he was trying to do had anything to do with 'that lord' that he had once heard about within the club?
Perhaps because Ya Xiao's gaze was too heated, Qin Qi slightly tilted his head sideways and looked at him, "Something's wrong?"
Ya Xiao was very good at going with the flow. He nodded his head and curiously said, "Marshal, what happened with Sheng Cheng?"
"Mist didn't tell you outside just now?"
Qin Qi asked in a calm tone, knowing that the two had talked for a long time outside the door earlier.
"I didn't ask."
Ya Xiao obediently said, after all, what Sheng Cheng did last night, he, the instigator, knew exactly. Asking Qin Qi now was more about wanting to observe the villain's attitude.
Didn't ask Mist, but came to ask himself?
The butler was indeed very bold.
Outside of work, Qin Qi treated ordinary people far more leniently than he did the soldiers under his command.
It was just that the ordinary people who were close to him were mostly fearful and couldn't notice Qin Qi's tiny changes at all.
At this moment, seeing the expectant blue eyes of the other party, Qin Qi's mood was somewhat strange, as if in the eyes of the other person, he could definitely get an answer just by asking himself.
Qin Qi knew clearly why Mist did not take the initiative to tell Ya Xiao about this matter.
Ya Xiao was just an ordinary butler. The less he knew, the safer he would be.
Qin Qi also didn't want to bring Ya Xiao into this matter. He retracted his gaze and put the eyeball back into his pocket, casually saying, "Sheng Cheng has violated military discipline."
Ya Xiao let out an oh sound, his eyes burningly staring at Qin Qi waiting for the following, but he didn't expect Qin Qi to be silent for a moment before uttering, "I'm hungry."
Hmm? Was this the end?
Ya Xiao's eyes were a bit bewildered.
Qin Qi looked like he gave an answer but also looked like he didn't say anything. Ya Xiao simply couldn't detect the other party's thoughts from these mere words.
But he wasn't too lost, after all, Qin Qi had always been good at hiding his emotions.
So worthy of being a villain! How cautious!
Ya Xiao praised darkly. No longer thinking about it, he said in a somewhat cheerful tone, "Alright, Marshal, I'll go prepare breakfast for you now."
Qin Qi gave a faint hmm as he looked at the back of the butler's back as he left.
This was enough.
This matter had nothing to do with the butler, as long as those who should know knew.
Time faded a little.
Before the joint meeting began, the marshals of the bases sat down one after another in front of the round table, and the cameras were not turned on for the time being.
"Hey, have you all heard?"
Marshal Delbo of the First Base leaned on his chin, holding a strawberry-flavored nutrient solution that he got from somewhere. His peach blossom eyes looked deeply at the marshals around him, his trailing voice lengthening with a few moments of curiosity-inducing mystery.
The marshals of the border bases, Wenbor and Lu Chuanxi, did not make a sound, not wanting to pay attention to the marshals of the second-tier bases deliberately peddling their secrets here.
The marshal of the Second Base, Cheng Di, was even covering his ears and shivering as his mouth kept chanting, "Don't say it, shut up. What comes out of your mouth is definitely not good. Even if you say it, I won't listen to it."
The marshals in the joint meeting were one more uninteresting than the other. Delbo sighed, his charismatic eyes all dimmed along with him as if he was hurt by this group of colleagues, "Don't any of you have any curiosity?"
"What is it?"
The oldest Marshal Guwen was very much giving face to his colleagues. Although he was not interested in things outside of work, he still had a stern expression and asked kindly.
Delbo's eyes lit up, his tone carrying the excitement and joy of meeting a confidant, "It's still Elder Guwen who is the most understanding! Worthy of being the first good father amongst us marshals to start a family and have a child!"
Guwen was blown away by the pile of rainbow farts and suddenly wasn't too keen on continuing to listen to what was coming out of the other man's mouth.
Delbo and his father were really father and son by blood, both of them loved to talk about nonsense and cold jokes.
Guwen knocked on the tabletop and urged, "Say what you have to say as soon as possible."
"Okay."
Delbo was still boasting about Guwen. When he heard the other party say that, he naturally collected the words on his lips, not feeling awkward at all and even laughed softly a few times from his composure, "It's about the matter of Marshal Qin of the Sixth Base."
As soon as the words Marshal Qin came out, Wenbor and Lu Chuanxi from the border bases were the first to raise their heads.
Qin Qi was a member of their border bases and was naturally on the same side as them. It would have been fine if Delbo had mentioned something else, but if the other party had mentioned Qin Qi, then the matter would have been extraordinary.
"Marshal Delbo's hand can stretch out really long."
Wenbor was the most impatient as he combed his hair and said with mocking intent in his tone, "You're the first to know about something that none of our border bases have heard of yet."
"It can't be helped, can it?"
Delbo shrugged his shoulders and laughed helplessly, "As you know, I'm a person who loves to collect news the most. Knowing the enemy is the only way to win a hundred battles."
The last sentence was not lacking in provocation.
Wenbor ground his teeth, turned to lean on the back of his chair, and said with a smile, "Then, tell me what good news you know."
The atmosphere on the round table suddenly became much more grave.
Cheng Di's face was pale, obviously frightened by such a contentious scene. He curled his legs up in his chair with his arms around his head, rambling on about something.
None of the marshals present cared about Cheng Di's thoughts at the moment.