what do you think sherlock

Chapter 87

Three days later, the Tower of London.

In the office located on the third floor of the White Tower, Di Renjie sorted out the files on the desktop, and put away these files that recorded a large amount of personnel information by category.

"Dong dong dong," came the knock on the door.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

"Squeak," the office door was opened.

A young woman in black business attire, with blond curly hair, fair skin, and metal round glasses walked in from the door:

"Mr. Watson, according to the scheduled itinerary, you need to go to the meeting room in 40 minutes. This meeting will be chaired by Director Lamb. This is what you need to know before the meeting." The woman handed the document in hand to Di Renjie.

"Okay, thank you, Kelly." Di Renjie said politely.

Kelly is the assistant assigned to him by his new department. Although his status at this time is also an assistant in a sense, it is very normal for assistants to be assigned assistants in the civil service system of the British Empire.

The vassal of the vassal is not my vassal, and the assistant's assistant is not my assistant. The empire understands inheritance.

Di Renjie took the file and quickly flipped through it. Since he came to the Tower of London three days ago, he has started the familiar "document + meeting" joint office mode. Dealing with the people in charge and wrestling with all kinds of documents.

Any civil service system needs two sets of rules to run smoothly, one is the written rules, the other is the hidden rules under the table, and for the new department, the existing hidden rules have not yet been established, so as The main person in charge of the department, Di Renjie, has to spend a lot of time on many things, constantly contacting and communicating with all kinds of people in the department, and in this process, new rules will gradually form in the tacit understanding of everyone.

"Your Excellency Mycroft will also attend this meeting." Kelly looked at Di Renjie who was flipping through the documents, and reminded her earnestly.

"Ah, it seems that this meeting needs us to confirm something," Di Renjie had finished reading the document at this time, looked up and said to Kaili with a smile:

"Thank you for your hard work, Kelly, and make me another pot of black tea, and send it to the top of the East Pagoda."

"The top of the east tower?" Kelly hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly agreed: "Okay."

"Forget it, send it to me when you're ready, and I'll take it myself." Di Renjie saw Kaili's hesitation, and he didn't intend to embarrass his young assistant, so he immediately changed his words.

"Ah, I'm really sorry, I can send it there." Kelly hesitated for a moment, feeling that compared to the difficulty of sending things to the top of the east tower, the boss's perception of her was obviously more important, so she gritted her teeth, turned around and went out It's time to make tea.

"actually."

Di Renjie saw Kaili's face of death before leaving the house, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say to stay, so he smiled helplessly.

In fact, even if Kelly didn't want to go, he wouldn't really have a bad impression of her because of it. He has been tolerant since his previous life. As long as he doesn't make mistakes in principle, he doesn't mind his subordinates. This rejection:
"I'm still a little cautious. After all, I just met him. After a long time in the future, I should relax a little."

He shook his head, didn't think about these trivial matters, stood up from his seat, and was about to go to the top of the east tower.
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There are no monsters living on the top of the east tower. The reason why Kelly resists coming here is actually because this is the office of the department chief Lamb.

In the original arrangement, His Excellency Lamb's office was also located on the third floor. It was a spacious and luxuriously decorated room. However, when Lamb came to the Tower of London for the first time two days ago, he just took a brief look at it. He directly left the office reserved for him, and designated the attic on the top of the east tower as his future residence.

The reason behind this is not difficult for Di Renjie to guess. Lamb’s choice is obviously a sequela left over from his long-term career as an agent. The independent room on the top of the east tower overlooking the city will give this sensitive people have a strong sense of security.

Naturally, the director's request will not be rejected, and this request is not too much. In the initial plan, the four circular spiers above the White Tower were the highest points of the Tower of London, and their function was to look out and monitor the entire city. , but with the structure of the white tower, there is not much difference between four towers looking out together and three towers, so Lamb moved to the top of the east tower logically.

Di Renjie stepped on the stone-paved steps to the top of the east tower, knocked on the door twice, turned the handle and walked in.

At this time, the office on the top of the east tower was filled with a smell of rancidity, tobacco and alcohol. Even though the ventilation conditions at the top of the tower were far better than those downstairs, the smell still seemed to grow in the room and was difficult to get rid of.

"Your Excellency Lamb, I hope you don't mind if I interrupt for a while." Di Renjie doesn't like this kind of dirty environment very much, but he doesn't feel disgusted by it, especially after learning about Mr. Lamb's past , he even partially understood why the other party became what he is today.

"Oh, it's Mr. Watson. I hope you didn't come to announce that I was fired by you." Lamb's voice came from the west side.At this moment, there is a desk on the west side of the top of the tower, on which there are mountains of documents, three ashtrays, four or five empty wine bottles, and some wet paper towels stained with wine, and amidst these clutter Behind the objects, you can see an obese man slumped on a recliner. He has an unshaven beard and greasy curly hair sticking to his scalp. His feet with his shoes off are put on the table, revealing a sock with a hole in it.

"You are the head of the department," Di Renjie said with a smile, as if he didn't care about the irony in the other party's words.

Frankly speaking, since Di Renjie is currently in charge of all the affairs, for the subordinates of the department, they may not know this Chief Lamb.

"I thought you were the one." Lamb showed a somewhat disdainful smile: "Do you know, Mr. Watson, with the difference in strength between us, I can kill you on the top of this tower in an instant."

"You're right, but I don't believe you would do this." Di Renjie smiled and found himself a chair and sat down.

"You don't believe it? Do you think I will be afraid of Mycroft? Hehe, when I was working for the empire, he didn't know where to drink milk."

"No, the point is not His Excellency McCoff, the point is that you have no reason to do so." Di Renjie smiled and said frankly:

"First, if you want to gain power, then hurting me will only make you farther away from power.

"Second, spies will never act easily without knowing the situation, and at least so far, you don't know me well enough.

"Third, you don't like to deal with trivial matters, which I happen to be very good at."

Lamb narrowed his eyes slightly, he looked at Di Renjie carefully several times, and then said in a slightly softened tone:

"Mycroft has found a powerful guy this time, and his eyes have finally been right. Okay, let's talk about it. What do you want to discuss with me? By the way, you don't mind if I smoke."

Lamb put his feet down, sat upright, took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, took out one and lit it without waiting for Di Renjie's reply.

"It's okay, anyway, the room has been marinated by you." Di Renjie said helplessly: "Let's get back to business, we will have a meeting in half an hour, His Excellency McCoff will also attend the meeting, the content of the meeting should be the same as I would like to reach some consensus with you before the meeting."

Half an hour later, in the conference room on the third floor.

Mycroft came in from the door and sat on one side of the long conference table. He was followed by two other men, one in a high-level police uniform and the other in a black overcoat.

Di Renjie and Lamb sat on the other side of the long table. Sitting on their side were the person in charge of the Green Tower, Catherine, the person in charge of the Black Tower, Samuel, the person in charge of the Blood Tower, Robbie, and the person in charge of the Raven Tower. Ms. Crow was absent from this meeting. In addition, she also missed yesterday, the day before yesterday, and the day before yesterday. In the foreseeable future, Di Renjie thinks that she will probably be absent tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and all the days after that. Meetings, with their own efforts to lower the attendance rate of the department as a whole.

Although no one will really check attendance.

"Our consultant is also absent from this meeting?" Mycroft looked at Di Renjie playfully.

"Sherlock thinks that complicated meetings are killing geniuses." Di Renjie said with a helpless smile:
"I partly agree with him."

Mycroft: "Interesting, what part do you identify with?"

Di Renjie spread his hands and said:

"The part about not paying salary during the furlough period."

(End of this chapter)