Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

Ms. Jiang did not return until half an hour before the ceremony was to start.

Jiang Yuan called, but no one answered.

His inexplicable anxiety and restlessness grew, so he decided to go upstairs and take a look.

As soon as I walked out the door, I heard crying and noise coming from the meeting room next door.

A couple was sitting inside, arguing with some executives.

The skinny woman said, "Look at what you have done. My daughter is injured like this. What is this little compensation? Are you sending away beggars?"

Executive officer: "Madam, we have made it very clear that it is not compensation, but a donation. Please stop making trouble."

The man slammed the table and angrily said, "What kind of attitude is that! The hospital report clearly states in black and white that he has both external and internal injuries, as well as severe depression! It's all your fault! Don't try to deny it!"

The executive officer took the report and looked at it, and said in surprise: "How...how is this possible?!"

"My poor daughter... My poor daughter...!"

The woman hugged the girl and howled like a duck, while the man continued to chatter, accusing the other party of inaction.

The executive officers were helpless and could only sigh and continue to persuade.

Jiang Yuan had heard something about this dispute.

When the Eighth Team entered the game to rescue, a little girl was slightly injured due to a small mistake made by the team members.

Logically speaking, it is common for players to get injured, and the security department only has the obligation to rescue, not the obligation to compensate.

But considering that she was a minor and her parents were in a big fuss, the people from the Eighth Detachment, out of sympathy, took the initiative to donate money to compensate for the medical expenses and went to the hospital to visit the girl together.

It would have been fine if they hadn't donated the money. Once they did, the child's parents insisted that there was something wrong with the Eighth Detachment and that they had deliberately hurt the girl and that they took the money out of guilt.

In this way, they went to the Security Department again and again to ask for compensation.

After more than half a year of discussion, the issue has not yet been resolved.

Jiang Yuan passed by the door and saw the injured girl.

She looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a loose dress, and was skinny as a stick. She looked malnourished and looked like she hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.

There were bandages on his head, neck, and arms.

He sat quietly beside his mother, half-huggled by the woman, his eyes dull and without a trace of luster, and he looked dead from head to toe, indeed like someone suffering from severe depression.

But what’s strange is that it’s been more than half a year, and her injury hasn’t healed at all?

Seems like there's a little more?

Jiang Yuan was thinking, but was interrupted by a roar from the hall.

"Jiang Jian!!"

"Where's Jiang Jianren? You bastard! Get out here!!!"

Oh no, it’s that woman!

The Ministry of Security is a state agency with strict security, and anyone who has the courage to come in and cause trouble is not an easy person to deal with.

The couple in the conference room are.

The curly-haired lady in the elegant cheongsam at the entrance of the hall is the most important one.

The wife of Jiang Jian, the current captain of the third team, and Jiang Yuan's master's wife.

Upon hearing the powerful noise, everyone from the three teams rushed over.

"Ah! Sister-in-law, why are you here?"

"Sister-in-law, it's hot outside. Please come in. Brother Jiang will be back soon."

Master's Wife: "Don't try to get close to me. Where is that beast Jiang Jian? He's an old bastard. How dare he go out and look for a vixen behind my back?"

The team members waved their hands repeatedly: "Sister-in-law! This is impossible. I can guarantee Jiang Ge's character. He is definitely not that kind of person!"

The master's wife sneered, "How is that impossible? My poker friends saw him and the vixen arguing on the street. I have evidence here."

As she spoke, she pulled out a handful of photos and displayed them in front of everyone.

The picture was shot from the back, showing a middle-aged man in plain clothes walking hand in hand with a girl in a white dress along the lakeside in the park.

Although their faces are not shown, it can be seen from their intimate behavior that they have a very good relationship.

Jiang Jian showed half of his profile, smiling shyly and timidly, just like a big trumpet flower about to bloom.

"Oh my god, who is this?"

"Really... is it really Captain Jiang?"

With the irrefutable evidence in front of them, everyone in the three teams was stunned and speechless with embarrassment.

Someone quietly defended: "Ah... this... this... this can't be photoshopped...?"

The master's wife cursed: "P, p, p you big-headed ghost, I am bored and photoshopped his picture! Where is Jiang Jianren? Tell him to get out!"

Seeing more and more people gathered around, and some of them took out their cell phones, Jiang Yuan stepped forward and advised:

"Master's wife, there may be some misunderstanding here, you..."

"Hey, Xiao Jiang, you stole the chief position from old Jiang, why are you pretending to be a good guy in front of me?" When the master's wife saw Jiang Yuan, she immediately changed her face to a more sarcastic one and said:

"That old man still treats you as his apprentice. You don't even have the slightest bit of filial piety. None of you Jiangs are good people!"

It was obvious that she was not here to solve the problem, but to make things worse by relying on the fact that she was right.

In that case, there's no need to be polite.

Jiang Yuan said calmly: "Master's Wife, if you continue to be so unreasonable..."

The master's wife put her hands on her hips and said, "Why, how dare you do anything to me?"

Jiang Yuan: "My mother is coming."

Master’s Wife: “…”

Upon hearing Ms. Jiang's name, the middle-aged woman immediately calmed down and stopped arguing, but she still stiffened her neck and stammered, "What...what? You want to use your mother, the minister, to pressure me? I'm not afraid...!"

Ah Mo came over and said with an apologetic smile, "Yes, yes, Master's wife is so amazing. Don't be angry. Let's go to the office and rest for a while."

Everyone: "Yes, sister-in-law, there are too many people here, and you will lose face if you make a big fuss, let's go in and talk."

Finally, after much coaxing from the people in the third team, they finally invited her to the office for tea.

Finally it was done, Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Today is also a busy day for the Security Department.

He believed that given his master's character, he would never cheat.

As for that photo, it must be that the master met the girl he had helped before, and the other party was enthusiastic and grateful, so he was accidentally photographed at an ambiguous angle.

Yes, that must be the case!

I took the elevator up to the fifth floor, walked through the bright and clean corridor, and arrived at the minister's office with ease.

"Knock-knock-knock."

There was no answer when I knocked on the door.

"Mom? Mother? Mother?"

Still no one answered.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, Jiang Yuan stuck his head in and found that the huge office was empty, with no sign of Ms. Jiang.

In the center of the simply decorated room, there is a burgundy sandalwood desk, and in the most eye-catching position on the desk, there is a group photo.

That was the graduation photo that Jiang Yuan took with Ms. Jiang when he graduated from elementary school.

In the center of the table, there was an exquisite and eye-catching black rectangular gift box with the lid open. The contents caught the Son of God's attention.

Rose?

This rose is very special, more than twice the size of an ordinary rose, with a slender stem and emerald green color. The corolla is bright and crystal-like like a ruby, yet has a somewhat classic velvet texture.

Although he didn't know what kind it was, the rose had a special meaning, so Jiang Yuan immediately became alert.

Someone is chasing my mom?!

He picked up the greeting card in the box, wanting to see who was so awesome as to dare to send flowers to Ms. Jiang.

However, when he picked up the card and looked at it, his pupils suddenly shrank and he gasped.

On the black card, there was a row of bloody words written crookedly with a fountain pen:

[Hold the rose tightly, see your love, and wish you an eternal nightmare. 】

Here is the hint.

It is also a provocation.

Someone told Jiang Yuan that his mother was in the game.

Jiang Yuan couldn't think of anyone else except the evil god who could make such a wicked and blatant provocation.

No one answered Ms. Jiang's phone.

Jiang Yuan called the assistant minister, who was downstairs getting documents and didn't know where Ms. Jiang was. He said the important documents were in his hands but he hadn't had time to deliver them up yet.

Now it is even more certain that it is the evil god who is causing trouble.

He explained the situation to his assistant and asked him to check the surveillance footage to find out the source of the roses.

After arranging all this, Jiang Yuan called Luo Zhuying again.

Jiang Yuan: "Lao Luo, my mom has fallen into the game. I have to go in and find her. Can you help me go on stage and give a speech later? The script is on my desk."

Luo Zhuying was confused: "Ah? Wait, I just brought Ming Deng over to watch you get promoted! What game? Wait, I'll be right over!"

Jiang Yuan declined: "No, it's a piece of cake. There is no game in the world that my mother and I can't handle."

Luo Zhuying could only say: "Okay, then you guys come back early, we're waiting for you to treat us."

"Okay, say hello to the little lantern for me."

When Jiang Yuan hung up the phone, he taunted someone in the void: "Oh, stupid evil god, you will pay the price for your ridiculous conspiracy."

Luo Zhuying was shocked: "What the hell!? Who are you talking about!?"

But before he could ask in detail, Jiang Yuan had already hung up the phone and grabbed the rose.

The strange cave is triggered.

The next moment, the space twisted and the young executive disappeared from the spot.

The bright red rose fell back into the black box, its petals spread out loosely, then shrivelled and withered, and finally, along with the provocative card, it turned into dull ashes.

Thick clouds blocked the sunlight, and a cold wind blew in from the window, filling the room with dust.

It's like it never happened.