Chapter 11 Golden Eyes
When the huge and almost arrogant starship of the Inspectorate headquarters docked at the M31 Star System Inspectorate's starship port, it was too eye-catching.
Outside the bureau, the yellow and black isolation belt was tightly sealed, and the members of the Inspectorate had already targeted various points to block the reporters who swarmed in like deep-sea sharks smelling blood. Long-guns and short-guns roared in, mixed with sirens and the flashing lights of various private small starships, the whole thing was a mess.
However, unlike the noisy scene outside the Inspectorate, the atmosphere inside the Inspectorate was almost at freezing point.
The highest-level reception room was hastily cleaned up, and expensive wine and tea were respectfully placed in front of the wide table.
The handsome man with platinum hair looked unhurried. He lowered his eyes and drank a sip of the tea that was said to be "collected by the director". Then he frowned and put it aside. The staff in charge of entertaining the guests felt cold in their hearts and hurriedly stepped forward with a smile: "Judge, Judge, if this tea doesn't suit your taste, we have other..."
"Don't bother." Deng Baoying interrupted him lightly, and then looked at the female captain with rabbit ears who was acting as a meeting person, "Where is your director?"
"..." The female captain pulled the corner of her mouth awkwardly.
What do you mean? It
says that their director went to the coastal star field with his mistresses at public expense to have fun?
"The director... he's on a business trip, and he's not in the M31 galaxy for the time being," the female captain thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and spoke carefully, "Please tell me if you have any instructions, and I will do my best to do it."
"On a business trip," Deng Baoying repeated.
His tone was as calm and peaceful as always, without even the slightest fluctuation, but for no reason, it had a dangerous tone that seemed to crush the spine.
The temperature in the entire reception room seemed to drop to freezing point, and the captain's breathing suddenly stagnated, as if someone had grabbed her throat in an instant, and the fear of suffocation surged into her heart.
It was a familiar, instinctive fear of superiors.
It was not the first time she had experienced this fear.
Before she quit the frontline and came to work in the M31 galaxy, she was also one of the outstanding members of the special forces base. Although she is a less aggressive herbivorous subspecies, she is more agile and fast, and has made great achievements in many battles.
It was during this experience that the captain truly felt the gap between the superior and the weak that cannot be crossed.
The leader of the special forces base is also a famous lord - the Lord Lynx.
There is no doubt that unlike other lords, Lynx is more straightforward and more warlike. In almost all battles, she will take the initiative to go to the front line in person, and then create unrepeatable glory and victory for the Federation, like a bloody, natural god of war and desperado.
The captain once watched Lynx fight. Or, rather than fighting, it was more like a one-sided massacre.
Like a meat grinder, the massacre was one-sided, and the enemy had no other choice except total annihilation.
Even though he was quite a distance away from the center of the battlefield, the captain could still feel the deep-rooted, chilling fear, as if he had watched a monster eating in the dark forest for half a day, unable to retreat, unable to forget, deeply engraved in his nerves and instincts.
It was exactly the same fear he felt at this moment.
But of course, this was not a battlefield after all, and Deng Baoying was not as sharp and aggressive as the lynx.
The lord's overwhelming pressure was fleeting, like an illusion, and disappeared without a trace in just a few seconds. But in just a few seconds, the captain felt his back soaked with cold sweat, and the entire living room was as silent as a cemetery.
"I remember you."
Deng Baoying put down the white porcelain teacup, raised his eyes and looked at the female captain, and said in a calm tone: "You were a non-commissioned officer under Lynx, right? Because of the injury in your arm, you retired to the rear and have the right to receive the pension and daily allowance delegated by the Federation."
At this point, he paused slightly, looked up and down at the captain with his light eyes, and said slowly: "However, it seems that there is still something wrong with the process of delegating pensions and daily allowances."
The female captain's breathing was almost stagnant, and her nails dug into her palms, causing slight pain. The colleague next to her was so scared that he pulled her sleeves repeatedly.
This little action did not escape Deng Baoying's eyes.
"..."
He didn't say anything, but just looked away lightly. The adjutant was silent, only reaching out at the right time to take the cup of tea away for him.
"Forget it." The lord said calmly, "I didn't come here to settle the accounts today."
"But now it seems that it's convenient to settle the accounts with some people."
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When the door of the lounge was knocked loudly, Fu Jiao was still deleting the browsing history in the computer.
The intelligent system detected the identity of the administrator outside the door, and the moment it took the initiative to open the door lock, she just pressed the last button of the formatting process.
Fu Jiao rushed to the bed and covered the quilt on the bed and turned off the light in the room. When the young team members rushed in, they saw such a peaceful scene.
The black-haired cub seemed to have just fallen asleep and was woken up again. He hugged the soft quilt, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the door sleepily, with a hint of sleepiness on his fair face.
His voice was also weak, as if he was a little panicked: "Hello, hello? What's wrong?"
"..."
The young team member's heart was hit by the cute thing for a moment, but soon, the fear of the big Buddha in the reception room suppressed the pink love heart that just appeared on her head.
The female team member was so anxious that she forgot the etiquette, grabbed Fu Jiao and the new reception clothes specially prepared beside her, and didn't even bother to say a word.
"Hurry up and put on your clothes... I know it's abrupt, but someone wants to see you! Hurry..." She hurriedly turned on the light and folded the quilt for Fu Jiao, while hurriedly taking off her loose and ill-fitting white short-sleeved shirt. "Time is tight and the task is heavy. I'm sorry to bother you, but it's really urgent..."
Fu Jiao finally pretended to be sleepy, and when she saw the young female intern rushing up and trying to grab her clothes in a panic, her eyes widened with fear.
"Wait a minute, I can still put on my clothes by myself!!!"
...
In short, after a period of chaos, Fu Jiao still put on the new clothes prepared by the Inspection Bureau and ran all the way with the young team members.
She really hated her current appearance. She looked like a half-grown child. Her legs were short and she could not take a big step even after walking for a long time. She looked too weak.
I don't know what the intention of the person who chose her clothes was. He put a pink fluffy bear on her skirt, which looked very childish. It seemed that he wanted to show her weakness and helplessness as much as possible, so as to face someone's supervision. The skirt was too strenuous to walk in. The satin rubbed her calves sore. This dress did not consider the comfort of the child at all.
Just like the senior officials of the Inspectorate, she looked like a jewel on the outside but was actually rotten inside.
The young trainee seemed to have no time to care about the problem of the dress. She hurriedly ran, holding the light screen and smiling at the other side: "Yes, yes, Director, the cub is being taken over! It will be there soon!! Please pack your things first, the captain is here..."
"Yes, yes, we won't say anything, please rest assured..."
The brief conversation ended quickly, and when approaching the door of the reception room, the team member hung up the phone in a hurry.
Fu Jiao looked around and soon found that this place seemed to be a little different from yesterday.
The inspection team, wearing black uniforms and special masks, was on high alert and blocked the entrances and exits of the M31 Galaxy Inspection Bureau and the passages. In front of the gate that looked quite high-class, the young and handsome snake tribe adjutant was quietly waiting at the door. He watched the team members running over with the cubs, and panted and said, "Adjutant, the person that the commander wanted is here."
"..."
The adjutant lowered his head and looked at the young girl who was following the team members closely.
Black hair, beautiful and rare golden eyes. A
rather exaggerated pink furry bear tutu skirt.
The moment he looked into the girl's eyes, he vaguely felt something strange - the cub didn't seem to have that kind of critical, thoughtful look that was completely inconsistent with his age, and it shouldn't have given him a strange and fearful feeling that made his back numb at a certain moment.
Closeness and trust, fear and awe were mixed and intertwined, and disappeared completely when their eyes looked away.
...
That face was exactly the same as the appearance of the cub in the trending video that was removed a few days ago. It was exactly the person the president was looking for.
...But.
Why would his boss, who was over a thousand years old, calm and indifferent, lose control of his emotions because of such an ordinary and even weak cub. He
even had to lock himself in the office and not eat or drink to calm down.
The adjutant pursed his lips in silence, and saw that the girl's eyes seemed to fall on the translucent blue scales on the side of his neck with some curiosity, which symbolized the snake subspecies, and he showed a hint of interest.
Oh. Fu Jiao thought, it's a snake.
It's a beautiful blue snake with shiny scales. Want to touch.
Aren't snakes always keen on using sweet words to deceive their prey? Such a pure and upright little green snake is rare... By the way, what did the team member just call him? Adjutant?
Whose adjutant is he?
Who is coming?
The beautiful fantasy of the Supreme God of External Control was suddenly pulled back by the cruel reality. Fu Jiao's left eyelid twitched, and he didn't even dare to think about it. He heard the upright little green snake nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to push open the fateful door, and said softly: "Then please come in, Chief Deng has been waiting for a long time."
"..."
Chief Deng?
Fu Jiao suddenly raised his head, and the first thought that flashed through his mind was that you are finished - mother.
As we all know, everyone's instinct is engraved with the desire to seek benefits and avoid harm, and the Supreme God is no exception. In the half second when the door was pushed open, she turned around reflexively, pulled her skirt and wanted to run, at least the farther the better, but who would have thought that the boomerang of fate would hit her with a punch, which shocked her mind.
The hem of the torn skirt was stepped on by her foot, and the Supreme God could not stop the slip of his foot, and the buff was shining at this moment.
After that, this god even thought countless times that he wanted to go back in time and erase this dark history from everyone's memory.
——Because next, Fu Jiao stumbled into the door and fell on the thick carpet laid on the tiles.
The carpet is of good quality, and it doesn't hurt to fall on it, but it's embarrassing.
The black-haired girl raised her head, holding onto the carpet, trembling. She seemed to have foreseen what would happen next. Her eyes at that moment were filled with desperate courage and desperation.
She raised her eyes and met those familiar, narrow, steady, and
beautiful light golden vertical pupils .
In the seven thousand years of delayed gaze,
the blood-red and burning divine pattern at the connection between the clavicle and the fragile throat was heated like crazy.