Chapter 2

Shen Xiuzhu's question made the originally relaxed atmosphere fall to the bottom in an instant. Shen Jian was sure that he broke out in a cold sweat at that moment. Time passed by bit by bit, and in his keen senses, it seemed that everything had stopped.

Forget it, it’s not easy to hold on for so long…

This vague thought flashed through his overly nervous brain. Shen Jian thought about it and chose to close his eyes and wait for death tiredly. But the next moment, he heard someone seemed to step forward and said earnestly and carefully: "You don't need to break the precedent. What Xu Yinmo can do, I can do too."

It was Shen Xiuzhu’s voice.

"Huh?" Shen Jian opened his eyes in surprise.

How come this is different from what he imagined? Wait! How come he is not dead again!

"I am also the top student in the class of the highest military academy. It won't take long for me to control the northern theater. We just need a venue for the proper use of weapons to deal with the Middle Ages. There is no need to win him over."

After Shen Xiuzhu finished speaking in a low voice, he heard a rustling sound coming from above his head.

The boss seemed to have changed his movements, and Shen Xiuzhu could even picture the other party's calm expression from his nervous brain. He lowered his head even more, not daring to move at all.

He was unsure of Shen Jian’s attitude, but he was really unwilling to let Xu Yinmo get the first honor.

The shadow of the gloomy curtain took the opportunity to erode a large area of ​​his skin. The mottled and flowing light and shadow sank. Shen Jian looked relieved, but the air not far away was as thick as blood plasma.

Shen Jian pondered for a moment, the original owner's subordinates seemed to like to misunderstand the leader's instructions, so his chances of survival might be very high. Since he was alive, he must continue to pretend.

But if he is frightened like this all the time, he might go crazy one day. The only way to solve this problem is to leave the organization... Of course, the disappearance of the leader is not a bad idea, but the turmoil and change of leadership that follows will surely kill many civilians. [Manipulation] The sixty-day bloody dusk in R country caused by the change of leadership is a taboo that everyone has buried deep in their hearts.

He was afraid of death, but that didn't mean he was willing to avoid affecting any civilians in order to avoid his own death. Moreover...if it was as he thought, he would not be able to pass the DNA traceability of the original owner, and that thing would catch them all.

Shen Jian moved as the two of them watched in secret, “Qingzhu, you are a very important researcher to me.”

So you can't go to a war zone.

Shen Xiuzhu's face froze, and even though he was very reluctant, he was subconsciously comforted by this sentence that couldn't be shorter.

After Shen Jian hinted, he turned his attention to Xu Yinmo, who had been kneeling without moving: "But Xu Yinmo is here. So, he can take over your job, and you can go to the war zone to play."

The man in military uniform on the ground, whose expression had not changed, raised his eyebrows. Shen Xiuzhu, who was wearing a black suit behind him, was silent for a while and did not speak.

Shen Jian's face was calm, and he was secretly happy in his heart: "That's it, you can go after you finish dealing with the medieval affairs. Xu Yinmo will stay with you."

Although it is difficult for the leader of an organization to leave the organization, isn’t it easy for the leader to overthrow the organization?

Just one simple decision like this would damage the original operating mechanism of the Wuyan Tower. If it happens a few more times, his subordinates will surely be unable to bear the usurpation of power and he will be able to walk away!

Xu Yinmo simply sheathed his sword, lowered his head, and said in a steady voice: "Yes. I have indeed been in the military laboratory, and your information network is still so shocking."

I'm just guessing.

Shen Jian thought expressionlessly.

Shen Xiuzhu showed an expression as if he had been robbed of his money, and glanced at Shen Jian, who had an unclear expression, before he forcibly held back some swear words.

They all seemed to take the orders from their leader for granted, even though the orders seemed ridiculous.

Shen Jian observed for a long time but did not wait for the two to refute his dissatisfaction. Finally, he noticed something was wrong. He opened his mouth to test: "Hmm? No objection?"

Xu Yinmo, who was pulling the carpet hair, looked at Shen Jian when he heard this.

"Boss, it's not a good idea to over-test the loyalty of your troops, especially after they accepted your first test."

Shen Jian was puzzled: "?"

"If you want to hear that," Xu Yinmo slowly stood up after Shen Jian gave his permission, "Of course, we will always uphold all your decisions."

Shen Jian shrank back in his chair, deeply feeling that his values ​​as an ordinary person had been impacted.

He originally wanted to make the two of them dissatisfied with him, and then refute him, preferably to create some resentment.

The two of them did not intend to explain further. Shen Xiuzhu leaned over and dragged up the clones, and returned to his initial respectful appearance: "Then boss, I will go down and deal with it first. His brain has not been pried open yet. I will send you the file after the information is sorted out."

"Also, please don't forget the spire meeting tomorrow - even if you really don't want to see those old guys again."

He paused, "You told me before, I won't go this time."

The Spire Conference!? That super international conference that attracted the attention of the whole nation!? Seeing those old guys again!?

Shen Jian’s smile disappeared.

Xu Yinmo didn't take the sword that was within reach, but just lowered his eyes: "I'm going down too, Boss, I wish you good health."

Then, Xu Yinmo took two steps back and said lazily, "Hey, send me a copy of the work materials."

Shen Xiuzhu vomited at Xu Yinmo, grabbed the hair of the person on the ground and walked away without looking back.

Even if they disliked each other, because of the exchange of interests involved, they had to hold their noses and cooperate for Shen Jian, and even work harder to suppress the other party.

The two men bent down and stepped out of the curtain with their own thoughts, leaving only the motionless boss in the suffocating room.

Shen Jian's eyes were empty, and he sat on the chair like a statue, with the four words "Spire Conference" echoing in his mind.

Two minutes later, he stood up as if his butt was on fire, walked around the room, and successfully found the secret door behind the chair. Shen Jian pressed his fingerprint, scanned his pupils, opened the door, and stepped in without hesitation.

The bedroom is in the same style as the red curtain room, with only a huge bed in the center and huge Dalbergia odorifera filing cabinets surrounding it on three sides.

"Fortunately there is no password..." He murmured thankfully. After subconsciously checking the surveillance equipment due to a lawyer's occupational disease, he began to frantically search for information.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the Spire Conference is the only credible evidence that determines the future direction of a country. But in the eyes of Shen Jian now, it is a sharp blade that has not yet fallen, with five big words on it: "You are about to be exposed."

Shen Jianfan found the research materials of Wuyan Tower, the list of cadres, the headquarters design drawings, and the integrated mission records.

As expected, he was now above the clouds of City A. Theoretically, only large laboratories had the right to hover in the air, but in recent years, quite a few organizations had been transformed into "laboratories" to gain the right to hover in the air.

“Sure enough.” Shen Jian sighed.

The head of the laboratory must keep a record in the world system. As the original owner of the organization's boss, he may have recorded the DNA traceability for record. Unless he destroys the organization, he has no way to escape.

There are indeed instruments on the market that claim to be able to block traceability, but Shen Jian has previously fought cases for the Soul Detection Company, which has traceability technology, and he knows very well that the instrument is useless when it comes to accuracy testing.

How could it be possible to block a machine that can locate DNA through skin dust and hair and search for people all over the world with video tracking borrowed from the Tower of Invincibility?

Shen Jian looked down at the documents listlessly.

The order of importance was from A to Z, with numbers, which was very typical. The more suspicious thing was the two papers with completely black backgrounds, without a single word on them. But there was no word about the Spire Conference either.

Chen Jian: \"……\"

"He will die. He will definitely die." He numbly flipped through the documents that he would treasure in court, paused for a moment, and slowly flipped back through them.

There are 155 files in the A series, 156 in the B series, and 158 in the D series.

But the C sequence is only number 156.

What about number 157 in the C sequence?

Shen Jian raised his head and scanned the file cabinets against the ceiling to confirm that he did not see any page with the relevant title. He remained silent for a while while holding the file, then returned to the previous room to pick up the sword left by Xu Yinmo.

After touching the scabbard, he fumbled around in the bookshelf between the C series for a moment and unscrewed a 118-digit combination lock from inside the bookcase.

Shen Jian entered the password without hesitation, stepped into the second secret door silently, and secretly grasped the hilt of the sword.

It's hard not to think this is a trap because the password is right there on the bookshelf.

Unless the original owner is a guy who likes lengthy and boring rituals.

So Shen Jian found the central imaging detection of the Wuyan Tower in this trap.

Shen Jian: “…”

While silently spitting on the original owner's fraudulent behavior, Shen Jian quickly opened the control panel to search for the information of his original body.

He found nothing, not even a single image or record.

Wuyinta provides tracking and anti-tracking systems for hundreds of countries. If Wuyinta’s system cannot find a person, it means that the person has disappeared from the world.

Shen Jian took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, searched for information about previous Spire Conferences, closed the console, and returned to the bedroom.

Now, Shen Jian was no longer sure whether his crossing was an accident or not, but he knew nothing.

He sat on the bed for a while, then lowered his eyes.

The lacquered bookcase reflected the man's black hair and eyelids of the same color. Only then did he reveal a hint of restrained indifference. His handsome face was completely covered up, and his expression was cold and silent.

"If it's me you chose." Shen Jian stood up, his fingertips touching the reflection of the bright surface of the bookcase, his face slightly indifferent: "Then, even if the Wuyan Tower collapsed, it would be your fault, right?"

Shen Jian no longer hesitated. After putting the sword back to its original place, he subconsciously sat back in his original position and thought about the spire meeting.

His expression gradually changed from deep to nervous, and he pulled a handful of hair desperately: "What should I do?"

The black-haired man who was immersed in grief did not notice that a small corner of the curtain was lifted. When he finished a series of movements and looked up, he found a figure in a black cloak standing in the corner.

The figure seemed extremely frightened and did not move for a long time.

Shen Jian: “…”

It’s going to fall off!

Shen Jian's heart suddenly stopped, and then his heart jumped rapidly again, making a thumping sound that made the blood flow stagnate.

"Boss, are you...?"

Shen Jian trembled and tentatively made a stop gesture, and the sound over there really stopped.

The man in black robes slowly moved to the center, bent down slightly, and said in a hoarse and subtle tone, "Boss, long time no see. It's very, very nice to see you again."

He paused, lifted a corner of his robe, took off his sword and knelt down: "I am back from the Blue Scorpion."

"...Yeah." Shen Jian responded guiltily. Just as he was about to fool around, the scene in front of him suddenly became blurry and he vaguely heard a "bang".

He blinked in a daze and suddenly realized that it was the sound of himself falling to the ground.

...exposed?

Shen Jian finally thought so.