Chapter 107 The director only opened his eyes after they had walked away, and sighed. He always liked to sleep, and lately the pressure of his alternate identity...
The director only opened his eyes after they had walked away, and sighed. He liked to sleep anyway, and the pressure from the recent "Vest" incident made him even more drowsy, but he didn't have much time to rest.
Now he can finally rest properly, but he's constantly being disturbed. He doesn't know how to find a quiet place, but he doesn't have any influence on the surface anymore. In most people's eyes, his relationship with most of his sockpuppet accounts is extremely bad, or he's not familiar with them at all, so there's really no reason for him to go there.
By the way, how about...
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"What! You're saying the director has been imprisoned!" The doctor slammed his hand on the table, speechless with shock.
"Don't get agitated. I didn't mean they were imprisoned because the warden is a dangerous person, and they were jointly supervising him." Jiao Qianyu was at his wits' end and didn't know how to explain, but he also felt that this matter was outrageous.
"It's not imprisonment! Then let me ask you, can he let us see the warden?" The assistant became even more assertive and flipped the table over.
Jiao Qianyu was at his wits' end. What could he do? He had only heard about it; he wasn't the one who gave the order. He was pitiful too!
Jiao Qianyu tried to persuade her for a while, "There is still some difference. At least the director can take the initiative to come out!"
"Has he even stepped outside in all this time?!" Nangong Qi's words struck a heavy blow, leaving Jiao Qianyu speechless. Anything she said at this moment would seem pale and powerless.
"No! I don't believe it. I'm going to find Shao Ji or A Ji!" Nangong Qi immediately prepared to run away.
"Don't be impulsive." Jiao Qianyu rubbed her aching head. "I've already said that this order is jointly supervised by several people. What does that mean? It means that the other people know about this, and it might even be these two who came up with it."
"What do you mean! Can't you see how much Shao Ji and the others like the director? How could they do this?" Nangong Qi said angrily. She didn't know what to do now. Her first reaction was to go find the others, but even if she didn't believe it, the facts were right in front of her.
They joined forces to imprison the warden, a move that began without anyone else noticing. No one even knew who proposed it or why the others agreed to this seemingly absurd thing.
"Nangong Qi, you need to know that when love becomes unequal, it becomes distorted." Jiao Qianyu uttered a seemingly philosophical but actually utterly meaningless statement.
To the few who were worried about the director, it was utter nonsense. "I don't think the director is a dangerous person. Why make such a decision? It's unfair to the director! He has saved the world! He has lost all his power, so what danger could he possibly be in!" The assistant barely regained some of her senses and decided to try to find a way to save the director.
"But for Aji and Nangong Qixi, the director has indeed hurt them," Jiao Qianyu coldly analyzed.
These words silenced the group instantly. There was no way to refute them; it was an undeniable fact. The director was kind to everyone else, but he showed no mercy to these few.
"But I thought at least they wouldn't team up," the doctor said with difficulty. His workload had doubled in the past few days, making him want to ask the director if he had time. Now it seemed that the delaying tactic that Hōji had devised was probably just to make them discover this fact later.
As a result, they only found out about this news a few days later. No wonder he sensed that Huiji was targeting him from the beginning. At first, he thought it was because of the old grudges at the research institute that he was being targeted. Now it seems that this was just to avoid arousing his suspicion, so they were slowly increasing his workload so that he wouldn't notice anything unusual for a while.
The imprisonment of the warden was a fait accompli, and they couldn't change anything or even distinguish between friend and foe.
(In fact, it's specifically aimed at doctors.)
They didn't even know where the director was being held. They exchanged a final glance and, without paying any attention to Jiao Qianyu, tacitly left.
Jiao Qianyu sighed helplessly, "This is too conspicuous, it's obviously meant to cause trouble. Don't make things too big. Even if this is really an imprisonment of the warden, he's not in the right. After all, the warden has been quite lenient by not using torture on them. And what if the warden did it voluntarily?"
However, the others clearly regarded Jiao Qianyu as an enemy and ignored his words, so Jiao Qianyu could only shake his head and leave.
"Where should we start?" Nangong Qi said, adopting a "whatever you say" attitude.
"I heard you have a friend who works in the intelligence agency?" the assistant said.
"Huh? Really?" Nangong Qi was stunned for a moment. She didn't have any friends. Suddenly, she realized, "You mean the translator?"
The assistant nodded. "Yes."
Nangong Qi looked as if she had swallowed a fly, and after a long while, she managed to squeeze out a single word through gritted teeth, "Okay..."
They quickly headed to their destination. Work? To hell with work!
They arrived quickly and in a great hurry. The translator was surprised to hear that Nangong Qi had come to see him, but he learned the whole story as soon as he saw them.
They were all in a state of confusion and restlessness, so their thoughts were quite mixed, but they still managed to extract the key information.
"So, the director is really imprisoned now? You don't know the address and hope I can help you?" the translator concluded.
“Yes!” Nangong Qi nodded.
"It's difficult," the translator shook his head.
"How could it be difficult? Don't you have all the information?"
"It's precisely because we have all the information that it's even more difficult, because we don't know the scope or which base it's in. Recently, due to reforms, many ordinary people have moved into new houses, making the screening process extremely difficult," the translator explained.
Nangong Qi gritted her teeth and said, "Useless thing!" She was probably the most hateful one because she had made an appointment with the director to find her way home, and now that the director had disappeared, she didn't think she could find him.
The translator didn't even glance at Nangong Qi, clearly a sensible person. "Do you know the director's interests and hobbies? For example, what kind of houses does he like? I need to make a selection."
"The director's houses are generally minimalist in style, and he prefers symmetrical designs," the assistant concluded based on her experience. She paused, then added, "But why do you think the director would choose a house he likes?"
"I'm just guessing. I suspect that if they were working together to imprison the warden, someone would definitely object to being too harsh on him, so they would definitely choose a room based on the warden's requirements and preferences," the translator explained. Then, he prepared to look for the room type the assistant had mentioned, but unfortunately, he found a whole bunch of options that weren't really relevant.
"Wait! Don't look for that kind of house." The doctor suddenly spoke up. "Find a square house that's enclosed, with tiled roofs, a small yard, and a pond."
The assistant looked at the doctor with some doubt.
The doctor explained, "The director used to really like this kind of house, I think it was called a courtyard house, but because this kind of house was too special and was frequently found, it was attacked by the enemy countless times before he started to demand simplicity, symmetry, and simplicity. The director only chose this kind of house as much as possible to reduce losses."
Nangong Qi felt a lump in her throat upon hearing this, thinking of her hometown. This world obviously didn't have courtyard houses. Was this the only solace the director had after transmigrating? But for safety, she had to give up this hobby?
She had some doubts about whether the director didn't want to go back or find a way back for her, which was why he hadn't contacted her or taken any action for so long. She never expected that she had been imprisoned.
She was a little sad, but she forced back her tears; there was no time to cry now.
The translator paused for a moment, and then the selection criteria became much clearer. He was almost certain that he could find the answer, so he made a request.
"I'll take you there!" Nangong Qi looked the translator up and down for a while, wondering if the translator was up to no good, since the translator disliked the director very much because of Huang Er.
The translator twitched his lips. "I'll find it as long as you promise to take me out."
"Okay!" The assistant made the decision.
They quickly found the house under these conditions. Upon inspection, they discovered that the house had been built a long time ago, but people had only recently moved in. Did this mean that the person who built the house had been planning this for a long time?
The group looked at the house with strange expressions, not expecting it to be Aji.
Right at Aji's base, the group began marching in a large procession toward the house.
They walked further and further into the secluded area, and after a short while, they saw a sign that read "Private Area - No Entry." The group ignored it and continued on, only to find that the area was indeed completely surrounded by an impenetrable wall.
Fortunately, the translator could hear what others were thinking, allowing their group to avoid the situation in advance.
They had a close call along the way, but when they arrived at their destination, they were filled with worry.
There was no way to avoid these people, and to be honest, they didn't have much confidence in breaking through. They saw uniforms from several bases and advanced robots belonging to graduate students, which did indeed match their claim of joint supervision.
Why send so many people when the director is just an ordinary person? Is it really because I'm afraid he'll run away? And why would they agree to joint supervision when they all seem so possessive of him?
Suddenly, Nangong Qi realized that she might try checking on the director's condition from here. After all, she had used this method to see Huang Er and the director, who were separated by only a wall, last time...
It's a bit far now, but that shouldn't matter, right?
So she quickly explained the situation to the others and then held her breath and closed her eyes.
The group silently watched Nangong Qi, their gazes growing increasingly strange.
Nangong Qi's mental energy extended all the way, and she felt a slight stinging pain in her head, but she ignored it.
As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw two figures entwined together, inseparable...
Nangong Qi
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