Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 22 No. 404 [14] On how to support Mo Qing

"It's just a Mohist school, don't worry about it, we can arrange a better place for you."

Hoss looked serious and comforted Mo Qing.

He took Mo Qing into the car, waited for Mo Qing to fasten his seat belt, and said, "I'll take you to Mo's house to pack your things first. Then you follow me to the base, and I'll report your situation."

Mo Qing lacked interest: "Yes."

Huos drove to Mo's house.

He thought that the Mo family would not act too fast, and he prepared a few reasons to take Mo Qing's luggage. Who would have thought that after he rang the doorbell to identify himself, Mama Yang would come out with a bunch of things.

As soon as the door opened, Mama Yang threw the things on the ground: "That's all."

Mo Qing doesn't have many items, clothes and the like can fit in one bag.But the book couldn't fit, and it wasn't wrapped, so it was thrown on the ground and scattered all over the place.

Mo Qing, who had not changed his mood since his identity was revealed, suddenly turned cold.

Yang Ma's nostrils turned to the sky: "Madam said, all the things Mo Qing used have to be thrown away, and I'm cleaning them up. Bedding, teacups and the like, you should be rare, I'll pack them all for you."

Hoss's voice was cold: "No need."

Yang Ma was very happy when she learned that Mo Qing was going to leave, and she continued to taunt: "Don't worry, don't regret it. After passing this village, there will be no more shops here. She won't be able to afford the things our Mo family prepared for her in the future..."

"You are just a person who does things for people, and you call your master 'we'?"

Huo Si's words pierced Mama Yang's heart.

Mama Yang's face changed slightly, but she was frightened. She glared at Hoss angrily, and entered the door cursing.

Huo Si looked at Mo Qing nervously, afraid that Mo Qing would be unhappy because of Mama Yang's words just now.

However, Mo Qing just walked to the pile of items, picked up the books one by one, then picked up the bag and threw it on his shoulder, and turned to him and said, "Let's go."

She didn't care about it, nor was she angry.

Can--

This time, she didn't care, but Hoss was annoyed.

After all, she has been a daughter for a month, why did the Mo Family treat Mo Qing like this?
It is too much.

*
Since its establishment, the headquarters of the Eighth Base has been established in Dongshi City. Although branches have been opened in many places since then, the headquarters has taken root and has never been moved.

It built a high-rise building in the city center for the offices of various departments.

This is Mo Qing's first visit.

Since waking up, Mo Qing has been staying in the warehouse of the collection. It is a hidden place, and entry and exit need to be checked at various levels, which is much stricter than entering and exiting the headquarters building.

Hawes was unimpeded in the building.

He introduced to Mo Qing: "There are two kinds of employees in the eighth base. One is regular employees, with staff, who work in the building. The other is non-staff personnel, just like Song Yiyuan. They have their own jobs."

"What about you?"

Hoss is obviously a regular employee, but he also has a criminal police job outside.

"We are an action team, and we have other jobs outside, which is convenient." Hoss explained, "Some departments are relatively idle, and employees can go out to work part-time, as long as the report is approved."

"Oh."

Mo Qing replied perfunctorily, looking around.

As one of the founders of the eighth base, Mo Qing is not familiar with the eighth base. After all, the eighth base only had a prototype when she was asleep, and she only had time to write half of the collection manual.

At this time, someone came out from the corner, whistled when they met the two, and said hello: "Captain Huo."

"Minister Ge." Hoss nodded and introduced to Mo Qing, "He is the head of the supernatural department, Goblin."

Mo tilted his eyes at the man.

He is tall, wearing casual clothes, dyed blond hair, a silver stud earring on his left ear, fair skin, peach blossom eyes, crooked eyes that seem non-aggressive when he smiles, but he is unruly.

"New here?" Goblin smiled at Mo Qing, torn between hypocrisy and decency.

"Her name is Mo Qing." Hoss introduced Mo Qing again, and then asked Goblin, "Are you busy?"

Goblin opened his mouth to answer, but Hoss stabbed him first: "No, you can't be busy."

"..."

Goblin's smile froze.

Hoss said, "You take care of her for me, I have something to do here."

Goblin rubbed his hands on his heart and said, "Busy. I want to start a business."

"What business?"

"I want to open a canteen." Goblin raised his eyebrows, raised the planning book in his hand, and said with a little pride.

"..." Hoss glanced at the incomprehensible bachelor minister for three seconds, then turned his head and said to Mo Qing, "Stay with him for a while, and I'll come back to you after I'm done."

"Row."

Mo Qing responded indifferently.

Goblin patted the plan book rolled into a tube and said, "Have I agreed?"

"Your opinion is not very important." Hoss said and left.

Goblin: ? ? ?

*
Department of Operations, Office of the Minister.

Minister Fan sat on the office chair and listened carefully to Hoth's narration.Nearly fifty years old, he is still imposing, his figure is well maintained, his hair is black and thick, and his every move has the iron-blooded demeanor of that year.

"How did you choose the family?" Minister Fan frowned and reprimanded after hearing this, "As far as the family environment of the Mo family is concerned, everyone has to rebel! If Mo Qing rebels, is it the environment or her?!"

"It is my mistake."

Holstein admitted his mistake.

He also couldn't figure out why the system would pop up the option of the Mo family after a pass through the screening.According to their standards, the Mohists should be among the first to be eliminated.

Minister Fan didn't hold on to this, and then asked, "Do you have any ideas about where Mo Qing will go next?"

"The Mo family insists on recognizing Wen Yingxue, so they probably won't help Mo Qing hide it. In order to create a good environment for Mo Qing, I suggest that Mo Qing transfer to another school. At the same time, find a family for Mo Qing whose wealth far exceeds that of the Mo family."

Otherwise, Hoss couldn't get out of this bad breath.

"Ah."

Minister Fan agrees.

So, Huos continued: "Our Huo family, Wen's family, the captain of the second team, and ministers Sa and Luo are all suitable candidates. They are all from our own people and will not mess around. Of course, the most suitable of--"

Minister Fan was puzzled: "Is there the most suitable one?"

Huos glanced at him and said, "Let Mo Qing be your daughter."

"You fart your uncle—" Minister Fan opened his mouth to curse, took a breath and swallowed the follow-up, he knocked on the table, and said in a low voice, "With the status of Mo Qing who can be my grandma, I Dare to let her be my daughter?!"

"You can treat her as a grandma at home." Hoss felt that it was not a big problem.

"Don't even think about it!" Minister Fan didn't want to take on this mess, "You give her a few options for Mo Qing's whereabouts—my family can't mention this option."

"Okay." Hoss didn't argue, "Also, about the project for the Mo family—"

"Fuck! People who bully us still want projects? Let them go!" Minister Fan gave him a glare, as if he disliked Huos for even asking him about such a thing.

Hoss understood: "Okay."

The two chatted for a while.

Before leaving, Huoss said to Minister Fan: "I applied to write a review. Regarding Mo Qing, I was preconceived at the beginning, and I didn't evaluate her correctly and objectively. I need to reflect on it."

"...No need, it's human nature." Minister Fan stared and clicked his tongue.

"I insist."

"That's fine." As long as you're happy.

When Huos walked to the door, Minister Fan suddenly remembered something: "You said you brought Mo Qing here, and you let her wait alone?"

"I asked Minister Ge to take care of her."

"Which Minister Ge?" Minister Fan seemed to forget that there were such a number of people in the base.

Hoss explained: "Minister Ge of the supernatural department."

"Oh." Minister Fan slapped his head and remembered, "The guy who is the only one in the whole department? Has his nominal supernatural department not been disbanded yet?"

"..."

You don't have to suffer like this.

*
On the other side, Goblin brought Mo Qing to the empty tea room, took out melon and fruit snacks from the refrigerator with ease, and said, "Eat whatever you want, you're welcome."

Mo Qing really didn't intend to be polite.

Pulling out a chair, she sat down, then crossed her legs, opened a book, and threw a cherry tomato into her mouth at the same time.

"What are you doing?" Goblin sat opposite and asked casually.

"student."

"which school?"

"First Attached High School."

"Coincidentally!" Goblin suddenly slapped the planning book on the table, and stood up immediately after swiping.

His movement was caught off guard, and Mo Qing hardly thought about it. With a flick of his wrist, he flicked out a cherry tomato in his hand, and flew past his ear.

With a "pop", the virgin fruit bounced on the white wall and shattered into a puddle of mud.

Goblin tensed up for a moment. He subconsciously looked back and saw the blood-red mark on the wall. His eyes opened wide in disbelief.

?

Is this his uncle's thing that people can do?

Mo Qing glanced at him indifferently: "Sit down."

"……Oh."

Goblin was still in astonishment, but he sat down obediently without any protest.

After that, he didn't speak again.

The Eighth Base has always been Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, everyone looks ordinary but has a whole body of skills, you never know what kind of glorious past the lady sweeping the corridor has, so Goblin didn’t make any fuss after seeing Mo Qing’s tricks .

……

When Huos came over, he was relieved to see that the two got along peacefully.

"Have we talked about it?"

Mo Qing was turning the pages of the book with his legs crossed, his long legs were swaying, and he didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Well." Hoss said, "I want to transfer you to another school and choose a good family. I've listed a few options for you—"

"No transfer." Mo Qing didn't finish listening, and said directly, "I have a new place to go."

Huos was stunned: "Where?"

Mo Qing closed the book, leaned back, raised his eyes and asked, "Do you have Jiang Ke's address?"

"..."

Hoss had a sense of foreboding.

　wow~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)