only monsters

Chapter 1282 No. 189: A meeting is like starting a war! Gentlemen!
No one will know about the battle in the other dimension until the requested other-dimensional observer is delivered.

Countless people's hearts were forced to return to the present, to this interstellar event that was attacked by crime, and then they all turned to the person in charge at the moment.

"I won't meet with anyone. Let the organizers handle it. Tell them that there are potential criminals who need to be tracked down."

The chief of the secret service said this in a cold voice as he walked down the stairs quickly, and then looked at the horse racing girls sitting in two rows in front of the sofa in the hall.

The winners' stage could not be held for the time being, and there was not even enough time to take a shower or change clothes. These contestants, including the champion, runner-up and third place winners, were still wearing their victory and defeat suits.

There may be mud stains or grass debris, which fully show their absent-mindedness.

The better ones are mostly those who have relatives and friends around.

Although it is natural for the contestants' relatives and friends to come to the audience seats in such top-level competitions, Beatrix saw that there were only a few contestants who were actually surrounded by their relatives and friends.

Every family has its own problems?

"Is there no one else who wants to see them?" she asked the special agent who was looking after the contestants.

"Yes!" The commissioner saluted and reported, "But according to what you said, only trainers and relatives are allowed to visit, so they only let these people in!"

"Ah... that's it."

Beatrix glanced at these girls who were distracted but not obviously afraid. Should I say that they are world-class horse girls after all? They are all quite brave.

But even this bravery cannot be rewarded by relaxing restrictions.

"It's not time to lift the alert yet. Have you got the extra-dimensional detector?" she asked the robot on the other side.

The extremely crude robot is synchronized with the brain chip of a special agent who is responsible for storing and organizing the team members' situations in a timely manner. It is not an exaggeration to call it a clone.

"Installing, please wait a minute. Do you still want to confirm the current list of criminal captures?"

"I want to identify the offender who meets the screening profile, the physical description I verbally described two minutes ago."

"There are a total of 236 sorting results," the robot raised its hand, and the projector on its wrist projected an interactive portrait list, "Please judge the results yourself, and wait for the prompt: You can provide more information to improve the accuracy of the screening."

"I've finished reading it. There are still twenty-one left," Beatrix said as she quickly scanned the information. "Pass this news to all the specialists."

"By the way, tell the person who filmed No. 37 that his videography skills need to be improved."

"Understood," the robot simply nodded, and then continued, "Seven team members are questioning the rationality of continuing to be on alert. They don't think there will be more monsters next."

"Then remove their alert orders and let them relax. Accept the application of the three monster hunters and grant them Level 2 special assistant authority."

"learn."

As the robot turned aside, the assistant who had been reading beside her when she went down the stairs said again:
"Director, there's a call from the district chief."

"There are also letters from the association's headquarters."

"And the Mayor of Tokyo."

"Can't they just wait patiently for a while before fighting?!" Beatrix was really fed up with these guys who were eager to bother her before the crisis was over.

"Plug in that USB drive!"

He silently made an OK gesture, then picked up the small USB drive and inserted it around his neck. In an instant, he was divided into two completely opposite assistants from top to bottom. It was obvious that he could no longer be called an assistant.

Even the horse girls who had been quietly watching this side not far away were stunned for a moment. The horse girls who took a second look at this side were even more surprised as to when the president of the URA Association entered the room.

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Not to mention the keyboard politics session that started right away on Beatrix's side, in the school far away, Akane Shinjo, who was on her way to the teaching building, was gently waving to the classmates who greeted her.

The hand was waving for a long time, and she poked her ear, which made the classmates understand that she was talking on the Internet and did not intend to walk in a group. So the man and woman walked away first, leaving her to continue walking slowly on the road and continue her unfinished words:

"Is this true? Are those guys going to cut their losses now? It's common sense for all good villains to make a profit when the end is almost over!"

"But the current order is indeed to collect and destroy the evidence. Perhaps..." Holhaiya on the other end of the call said softly, "They just want to embarrass the organizers of the Far East Cup."

Then her tone became cheerful again: "I heard that they didn't even hold the winner's stage this time?"

"Yeah, I just checked the event forum and someone is trying to attack the organizer."

"Oh~ That's crazy," Quetzalcoatl whistled, "I have to admit that this attack did hit the prestige of several parties. The horse racing world hasn't seen such a big external blow in nearly two hundred years."

"200 years? Really? Hey, how do you know this?"

"Well, I'm actually confused by Xiao Qian's ignorance. Omar knows everything about monsters, but you can't have a chat with him about horse racing, right?"

"Be more talkative, there will definitely be something to talk about in a few words!"

"Oh, it sounds like it only means a few words."

"Shut up!" Qian glanced at the students who were looking at her and lowered her voice slightly, "Let's talk business! Let's talk business! Are you really not going to fight?"

"Didn't we agree to kidnap all those horse girls?"

"You should ask Omer what he asked the little tiger to do to make Luzar's group stop in their tracks."

"You obviously know it very well!" Qian ruthlessly exposed this guy's suspense, "What information did you provide to Xiaoshe? No, what position have you reached now?"

"Well, this group of aliens actually don't accept members who have no feud with the Ultra Warriors, nor do they accept members who have feuds with the locals."

"Then how did you get in?"

"That's not all. Even though they won't accept it, they don't have the ability to study ancient documents and help them determine how many troublesome guys there were in Terra's history."

"So you were hired as an exception?"

"No, I just asked someone to make me a transformation device that can transform me into different aliens."

"Cross-dressing?" Qian exposed ruthlessly, "It's just putting on a suit in a second."

"Yeah, I'm also planning on ordering one that can register for the male version of the costume. Do you think Omer would like it? It's cool that you can change your clothes in a second and customize your voice."

You better actually think it's cool and not just profiling a little snake!!

After a few seconds of silence, Akane Shinjo said, "Are they really going to stop like this?"

Stop bickering. What are you bickering about? It's childish!
While thinking about it, Miss Qian typed on the memo on her phone, and made a note to go back to Bourbon to ask about the model. Then she paused and added a sentence, "Put on the maid outfit I bought last time and squeeze him!"

Even though it can make people question her and make a humorous note, but she thinks she can do it, so you should just assume she can do it.

When Alexis is not making trouble, he is an impeccable and good elder.

Very professional, never smiles unless he can't help it.

If you can't help laughing, you can hide in the folder to avoid getting your innocent screen kicked.

"What if you don't stop?" Hol Haiya chuckled. His voice was soft and gentle, like ASMR, which made Qian feel a little unhappy. "In order to let the little snake named Guishe succeed in taking the position, I gave him the information of 23 important talents."

"For Luzas, such a loss is already difficult to bear. After all, they are a parliament. Do you know the role of a parliament?"

"Can you stop an extremist from going crazy?"

"No, it's about being able to fight directly when many people are going crazy."