only monsters

Chapter 1365 No. 271: This is Shi Huaiya, a textbook-level collection of stereotypes

Is this such a thing?
A chain of hatred that spans the world, stretches across generations, and involves countless races?

Beatrix Swire sat at her desk, looking at the case log projected on the desktop. She scanned it for two or three minutes, but the overly long feeling of depression made her unable to patiently read it to the end.

Luzas is not a small organization. Each cadre is responsible for several large industries. Even the thousands of people at the grassroots level are involved in various studios and small companies. The number of tens of thousands of people involved is enough to make local police stations work overtime in order to submit those investigation documents as quickly as possible.

With the top brass of Luzas either dead or captured, and the entire clan in a doomed situation, these tasks should have been carried out exceptionally smoothly, and just take our time.

But at the same time, the massive scale of the incident caused public attention, which brought about simultaneous pressure from both public opinion and superiors.

In this last week of December, whether it is the anticipation for Christmas, the preparations for the New Year, or the need to make time for the Spring Festival in advance, the final processing of various related matters is running at full capacity.

At this time, the Secret Service, which specializes in handling serious cases, is different from those grassroots departments and has ushered in a long-awaited rest period.

——But this does not include a certain director who is always known for his ambition.

Although all of this is not within the scope of the Secret Service's work, Beatrix Swire, as the director, has the authority to review every report.

She did not waste this right.

As she tried to piece together the entire story of the Luzas organization by integrating the countless reports she had seen, all she saw was a mixture of hatred and resentment.

They can either work together or fight and persecute each other. The Luzas organization is formed by common hatred, but in the process they develop resentment towards each other, making all the events created by this organization and all the businesses operated by it show signs of distortion in the report.

It's just a clue, after all, the time is still too short.

It had only been 17 hours since yesterday's battle, and many of the documents were still rough reports and preliminary investigation records. The four most detailed documents were all signed with Linton Office at the end.

It doesn't look like Omer's work, it looks more like...

During the hallucinatory ringing sound, the snake girl with wings on her forehead flashed through her mind. She heard that the girl had joined the Linton Agency. Earlier in the forum's Kazdel section, there had been a post about the two people that briefly soared in popularity that it appeared on the homepage, attracting many acquaintances' condolences and concerns.

It makes me feel like I've been abandoned, divine gold!
Is it possible, is it possible, is it possible that nothing has happened between us and there is not even the premise for abandonment?
Director Shi Huaiya, who did not find the truth even more tragic, saw with sharp eyes that the post was obviously groundless and guessed that it was the fat snake that was harassing Omar!

You are already an old woman in your forties, yet you have no shame!

The chief of the secret service criticized in his heart, but when he thought about it, he had to admit that the crazy woman Holhaiya was indeed a very suitable person to investigate this kind of case.

Similar distortion and persistence, just like the impression she had of the other person.

Although for most people involved in this operation it seemed to be just a large-scale law enforcement operation that went off without incident, and they were extremely nervous when participating, and then they were overwhelmed with joy at having accomplished a great feat and gaining worldwide attention, but as someone who had followed the incident for quite some time, Shi Huaiya, with doubts in his heart, specifically traced back the entire incident that spread like the roots of a giant tree.

But he unexpectedly witnessed the abyss.

Looking at the hundreds of cases, big and small, it was like looking into a well where people had died, and seeing the shock of countless bones lying below.

And when every corpse you see can tell you a cruel story of revenge, you can see even more clearly how crazy and perverted the evil in the name of revenge can be.

This was the sludge of evil that was absolutely difficult to see when she was managing the Public Security Bureau in a city called Longmen. It also made her feel differently about the remarks made by the Governor of Longmen who had appointed her to join the advance team of the alien world.

Indeed, the gantry was neither big enough nor deep enough.

As a city that has undergone a transformation in just twenty years, even the people with deep-seated feelings would find it difficult to see such a huge and distorted case context. The connection with the various cities in Dayan is even more subtle. It is difficult for any major national case to fall to Longmen.

But do I want to see these things?

Suddenly, she remembered that the reason she came here was just to accompany three friends.

Thinking back to her original goal of just competing with one of them, she took on her heavy pressure.

From the moment she became the director of the Longmen Guard Bureau, her career goal had been achieved. Everything now is just the result of the inertia of her long-term ambition, although now, in the process of getting to know more people and accumulating more work experience, she has picked up more support and more responsibility.

However, it is still inevitable to feel exhausted due to multiple factors such as accumulated overtime, extreme cases, and deteriorating workplace environment.

When a person is tired, he will become weak.

It would make the iron-man Director Shi Huaiya lose his patience in handling the case, and even his attention would be scattered due to the boundless focus, and his thoughts would drift to who knows where.

"You look like you need a therapist, or a concise request for a vacation." "Uh...you, when did you come in?"

In panic, his pupils suddenly contracted into a line, making the chief of secret services, who was already a feline, look like a frightened cat. His ears and tail were all tense, and his hands, which were blocked by the table, had nowhere to put.

It would have been fine if it was the deputy director who always had a stern face and reminded her of her old friend Chen, but the person who came was one of the people she had just been imagining about. Director Shi Huaiya suddenly felt as awkward as the boys at the class reunion.

"A minute ago," replied Homais, and then added, "I had a commissioner report it before that, and I rang the bell at the door."

"Uh..." The director was speechless and could only squeeze out a string of bubbles from his throat. He raised his hand and swiped his communication, and indeed saw an unread message from his subordinate.

As for the doorbell, she only needed to tilt her head and move her eyes a little, and she would be able to glance past the other person and see a red warning sign floating above the door.

That meant three visits, and Omar's statement that he had rang the doorbell seemed a bit conservative.

"I... I was thinking about something. Oh, by the way, why are you here? Isn't it Miss Rudolph and the others' turn to perform today?"

"Perhaps I should be surprised at the communication between friends, but I am more worried about your mental state."

"Ah? No, I don't have any problem either," Miss Shi Huaiya, who had subconsciously taken a bite, racked her brains and hesitated to speak. Finally, under the patient gaze of the other party, she managed to say, "I was just a little distracted just now."

"..."

silence.

Omar just looked at her patiently, but she just looked around. It was clearly a very familiar workstation, but it seemed as if it had finally become her prison cell. Every inch of the floor seemed so scorching, just like the other person's existence. She didn't dare to linger on even an inch of his clothes.

“Have you ever felt tired of giving back to others?”

"what?"

Suddenly, Omar spoke, and his words shocked Shi Huaiya.

"I have thought that perhaps the cooperation between you and me would become a burden to each other."

"..."

These words made Shi Huaiya look up suddenly, and what he saw was Omar looking at the table.

The lack of intersection of vision did effectively reduce the resistance of her gaze, but the most important thing at the moment was obviously the other party's words: "Friendship will affect a person's independence, but that is often in the distant future. In that future, when one party gradually slows down or cannot walk anymore, the goodwill of mutual help will become a road to self-forced hell."

"Well, it's not that awkward." Shi Huaiya understood, but she felt that this kind of operation was more like what the Easterners would do. Normally, who would really hold it in and say nothing?

Yeah, who is holding it in and not saying anything?
"...Indeed..." Just as the gaze was about to be raised, which made Shi Huaiya's heart tighten, the pair of snake pupils did not really raise.

It stopped calmly, then slowly dropped down and continued.

"So I expressed my concerns. Although the assumption is a bit offensive, I also hope that you can speak frankly when you are unwilling to move forward, and then return to the silence just now. In fact, the reason why I am worried about your mental state is not that complicated. It's just because - didn't you mention it yesterday that I hope to come to you before the meeting?"

"Well...it seems that...it is true."

"I……"

"Yes, yes! I did!" Director Shi Huaiya responded loudly, drowning out what Omar might have said. He just wanted to cover up the embarrassment and awkwardness at the moment. He turned off the screen very smoothly, stood up and took a step, and took the opportunity to grab Omar's wrist, "Yes, let's go! Let's go now! We can't waste time!"

"..."

"What's wrong? Why don't you leave?"

He pulled hard but it didn't move, so he looked back with a stern face, only to see that the other person was looking at him in disbelief, especially when he was holding the other person's hand.

"Oh...oh, sorry. Anyway, let's go. There's an emergency room in the office." Miss Beatrix dodged the other party's overly sharp vision, not knowing what she was avoiding. She just took a stiff step forward, trying to ignore everything.

But in this way, the back view she left to Omar was a tail as stiff as a stick, and even the decorative gold rings on it, which were usually difficult to take off, fell off with a clang and rolled slowly until they hit the tip of the leather shoe.

"..."

Bending over to pick up the gold ring, which was even a bit heavy, and then looking at the other person, he was just one step away from turning his head, which was a textbook reaction that completely matched all nervous expressions. Omar twisted his nose and said nothing more.