Chapter 61
"So, our alliance has officially been renamed the Joint Major Crimes Unit?"
Xu Zhimo slumped in his chair, holding his head, with both feet propped up on the table, appearing quite casual.
"So this means it's a formal collaboration."
When Zhou Shuren returned to the private meeting room to announce the news, he glanced at Xu Zhimo, whose casual demeanor didn't seem like that of someone at work.
"Yousen, even if you put your feet on the table, no one will have an appetite."
Xu Zhimo: ...
Brother Zhou, what strange things are you saying?
After calmly thinking for two seconds, Xu Zhimo suddenly realized.
Xu Zhimo: ...Are you trying to say I'm worse than a pig by going through three or four roundabout ways?
With a complex expression, Xu Zhimo obediently sat up straight.
It seems Brother Zhou's sharp tongue is as sharp as ever.
Seeing Xu Zhimo sit upright in the standard student posture, Zhou Shuren nodded in satisfaction.
"We are here on behalf of Zhushuzhai in this campaign to suppress the UN. Be careful to manage yourselves and don't embarrass yourselves here."
Wan Jiabao and Zhu Ziqing, who were sitting obediently to the side, nodded in unison. Xu Zhimo was slightly speechless for a moment, then nodded as well.
—I clearly feel that the goalkeeper and the ASA group are the more irresponsible ones. If anyone is embarrassing, it's them who should be embarrassed, right?
Rather, with the two gatekeepers present, it's hard to imagine what actions would be considered shameful here.
Thinking this, Xu Zhimo naturally spoke up: "Why do you think the gatekeeper sent these two people this time? They don't seem to fit the bill."
Given the near-sworn enemy relationship between the gatekeeper and the study, sending just two people like this... are they afraid of being laughed at?
The "Gatekeepers," a special forces unit in North America with supernatural abilities, represent the highest average combat strength among organizations with supernatural abilities.
The gatekeepers are carefully selected from a large number of combat-type ability users. Through human body modification technology (different from that in Europe) and extremely high-intensity training in a large number of ability or fighting skills, each gatekeeper possesses combat power far exceeding that of ordinary ability users.
To put it simply, each of the "gatekeepers" is comparable to nearly a hundred combat-type ability users.
The 200-strong gatekeepers can actually be considered a highly mobile force of 20,000 people with supernatural abilities.
As for the so-called discord between the gatekeeper and the study... it's probably just a matter of comparing strength.
The gatekeeper and the study represent China and North America respectively, and the two sides frequently flex their muscles from afar.
If we say that the goalkeeper can be used as a fighting force of 20,000 people.
The study can actually produce 20,000 combat ability users, and then pull out another 10,000 ability users to fight against regular troops.
There's no way around it, the Book of Documents and the Analects are just too useful (shrug).
Because of this relationship, when the gatekeeper and the people in the study meet, the atmosphere always seems a bit more serious.
And this time... to be honest, Xu Zhimo suspected that the two of them had actually studied crosstalk.
The roles of the lead comedian (Hemingway) and the straight man (Kasimov) were clearly defined, and their cooperation was very smooth.
"Who knows..." Since it was free discussion time, Wan Jiabao, who was originally listless, also joined the topic. "Maybe he just wanted to express something like 'this time, let's not fight amongst ourselves and focus on catching people,' so he was just putting on an act..."
Xu Zhimo: "That's why I said don't try to learn politics from romance novels. Xiao Shi, your line of thinking is too bizarre."
Wan Jiabao disagreed: "I didn't learn this from romance novels."
Then, the two of them shifted their conversation from whether Wan Jiabao's politics followed the same path as romance novels, to whether the politics in romance novels were reliable, to "the love views of characters in novels," and finally to "what makes a good romance novel."
Zhu Ziqing, who was listening in from the side, clearly saw Zhou Shuren's smile gradually disappear and then gradually reappear. He sat upright with a righteous expression, not even glancing at the two people who were having a pleasant conversation.
Putting the booklet he had been holding back into his pocket, Zhou Shuren seemed to be strolling around the room casually, his steps not fast, yet he quickly arrived behind Xu Zhimo and Wan Jiabao.
Xu Zhimo and Wan Jiabao didn't notice and continued chatting happily.
Taking two steps forward, Zhou Shuren quickly reached out and pressed down on the heads of Xu Zhimo and Wan Jiabao, one in each hand.
The two people with their backs to Zhou Shuren fell silent instantly, while Zhu Ziqing, who was sitting next to him, trembled almost imperceptibly.
Xu Zhimo's expression faltered slightly, and although Zhou Shuren couldn't see it, he still unconsciously put on a smile: "Brother Zhou, we were just discussing..."
"It's nothing, I just wanted to give you two a chance to think things through."
Zhou Shuren smiled slightly and spoke calmly:
"[Within the iron house, there is no way out.]"
Xu Zhimo and Wan Jiabao's expressions froze simultaneously, and they quickly tried to escape.
However, Zhou Shuren acted even faster.
"【Hesitation】".
As soon as the words were spoken, Xu Zhimo and Wan Jiabao's eyes became vacant, as if they no longer had the strength to support their bodies, and the two of them slumped down.
Zhou Shuren calmly withdrew his hand, slowly walked back to his seat, and took out a book.
Zhu Ziqing, who was still sitting in his seat, stared at Xu Zhimo and Wan Jiabao, who were slumped on the table, for a while, then turned to look at Zhou Shuren.
Are they both mentally healthy?
"It's alright, I locked them both up together." Zhou Shuren, holding a book, didn't even glance at Xu Zhimo and Wan Jiabao at the table. "I'm just providing them with a quiet and comfortable space for discussion."
Zhu Ziqing: "..." No, what kind of mental prison is this [wandering]? Can it be considered a comfortable place?
It's quiet, but does that have anything to do with comfort?
However, Zhu Ziqing did not intend to refute Zhou Shuren. He felt that if he did so, he might be forced to join the two of them in death.
Not knowing what to say, Zhu Ziqing silently shut up, took a book from the stack of books Zhou Shuren had placed on the table, and started reading it as well.
Zhou Shuren looked up, glanced at the book, but said nothing and continued reading.
For a time, peace and tranquility prevailed.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
