[future] conspiracy

After knocking down ten patrolling guards, Liang Meng finally opened a metal door and jumped in impatiently.

This ghostly place is really weird, so many dead people outside and this group of guards are indifferent?And the vigilance around the perimeter is too lax, right?Not even the most basic infrared detection?Or have those probes been compromised?Liang Meng didn't quite believe the former, but he had to think hard about the latter who sabotaged the detection?Could it be those who wear camouflage uniforms?

No time to think about it, he observed the room he was currently in.

This room is very simple, like a sterile prison cell in a science fiction film. The pure white walls, floors, and ceilings are all made of extremely high-density metal, which is impervious to water and fire, shockproof and bulletproof. There are two black leather sofas in the room, placed facing each other. There is a long black table fixed between the two sofas, and a light screen hangs on the long table, emitting a faint white light. Apart from that, there is nothing in this room.

It took Liang Meng five seconds to observe, and then three seconds to come to a conclusion: this room was prepared for him, and the looseness around the room was not his illusion, but someone did it on purpose.

He came to the sofa and sat down, staring at the light screen on the table with his arms folded, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

A line of words appeared on the light screen: Question

Liang Meng raised his eyebrows: "Why, you want to play a game where you ask me to answer?"

Light screen: YES

After thinking for a few seconds, Liang Meng nodded, "Ask."

Light screen: Question1 name, identity, citizenship level

"Liang Meng, fugitive, S-class."

Light screen: RFF

"..." Liang Meng frowned, "The last two questions are wrong?"

The light screen is unresponsive.

Liang Meng replied again: "Liang Meng, investigator of the Special Third Division, Class B."

Light screen: RFF

Liang Meng let go of his arms, pressed his hands on the table, leaned slightly closer, and muttered to the two cold F's on the light screen.Why did the other party ask him for his identity?What does this have to do with Lost Hell?Is it important?

He tentatively replied: "Liang Meng, Chief of the Special Investigation Division, A-level."

Light screen: RRR

Liang Meng: "..." That's right?So do I have to report my current status in the Special Investigation Division?

Light screen: Question2 Responsibilities

Facing the two words on the screen, Liang Meng blinked in confusion.The other party is asking about his responsibilities?Responsibilities in the Special Investigations Division?Did he go to the wrong place?Actually, this is the job evaluation center of the Special Investigation Division, right?

He fell back slowly, leaning his back against the sofa, rubbing his chin with the fingers of his right hand, thinking quietly.

The light screen keeps this page, and there are no new changes.

This question is really strange.

Liang Meng recalled all the things that happened after getting to know Tang Qi, and filtered through the process, details, and consequences of each event, trying to find clues from them.He has always been very good at these things, but the recent busyness and repeated blows have destroyed his cautious thinking mood, and the constant new situations around him have caught him off guard. However, at this time, he suddenly calmed down and reorganized Clear your head.

He felt that the person who asked this question should be familiar with him.

How did it happen?He transferred Tang Qi to the Special Investigation Department—the LMPB murder case went wrong—found Sander and Yue Feng—found Caesar, met Cheng Rui and Bai Chuan by chance—Caesar was killed, Tang Qi was framed—he was promoted Director of the Special Third Division—Headquarters helped him save Tang Qi’s life—Uncle Chen helped—Tang Qi was brought back to Liang’s house—Lu Ya was suspended—Headquarters died suddenly...

Liang Meng stopped rubbing his chin.

His eyes fell back to the light screen.

The three questions just now are enough to explain the identity of the other party.

He put down his hand, corrected his posture, and shouted steadily to the screen: "Headquarters."

After three seconds, the screen flickered and the problem disappeared.

The wall directly opposite Liang Meng suddenly opened a door, and the woman who was supposed to be "dead" was wearing an elegant light gray suit and walked towards him with a smile on her face. The heels of her high-heeled shoes clicked rhythmically on the floor. Liang Meng smiled slightly: "Sure enough, I'm not wrong about the person."

Liang Meng tensed his nerves and stared at her without saying a word.

The head office sat down on the sofa opposite him calmly, with his legs gracefully leaning aside, his fingers crossed in front of his knees, and he asked with a smile, "How did you guess it was mine?"

She is Liang Meng's boss. Although Liang Meng doesn't know much about this woman who looks harmless to humans and animals but has been sitting in the head office of the Special Investigation Division for 20 years, she has a natural admiration and fear. Although the other party's questioning is very gentle , Liang Meng still restrained his presumptuous attitude, and answered the question bluntly but accurately.

"First, when you helped me save Tang Qi, you said a few words, which revealed that you have a very deep understanding of the whole incident. You even know what the Liang family is planning, and know the relationship between me and the S-level families. So when you helped me and Tang Qi, you also had selfish intentions—of course, now I won't simply think that it's just because you appreciate my character."

The head office smiled and said sincerely, "I really appreciate you."

Liang Meng twitched the corner of his mouth meaninglessly, and continued: "Secondly, you sent a reminder message to Sander, indicating that you have long anticipated the event of Lost in Paradise, and may even participate in it."

The chief nodded: "Obviously, I am here."

"Third..." Liang Meng took a deep breath and said, "When the news of your death first came out, Tang Qi and I thought it was my father... the Liang family killed you, but now that you think about it, how do you feel about the whole thing? With such a thorough understanding, how could he be unprepared? After all, he is... a person with means."

His wording was very rude, but he just couldn't help saying it.

The head office smiled tolerantly, ignoring the resentment in his tone.

"I'm sorry, I lost my word." Liang Meng apologized, and his tone became much calmer, "As soon as the news of your death was announced, after the emergency meeting, I became the new head office for no reason, and Uncle K said that you seem to appreciate me... ...If these things are connected, there will be a lot of doubts, and besides...the three questions just now, if it were someone else, they probably wouldn't care about it."

The head office waited quietly for him to finish speaking, still maintaining a perfect smile: "Liang Meng, you are really a trustworthy person, smart, sensitive, upright, and just rightly weak. For many people, Weakness may not be a good point, but it is very important for the position of Chief Director of the Special Investigation Division."

Liang Meng didn't understand.

"Because we are weak, we have shortcomings. Because we have shortcomings, we are not perfect. Because we are not perfect, we need to be more cautious, focused, serious, patient, and keep silent appropriately. We can maintain a delicate balance in the trade-offs. Special Investigations The chief director of the department does not need to be perfect, but he needs to be humane, so that he can understand the meaning of our institution's existence."

The director's finger lightly tapped the gloss screen, and the previous problem reappeared.

"So, now you come to answer me, what is the duty of the Chief of the Special Investigation Division?"

Liang Meng was silent. Although he was elected as the new Chief Director, he did not take office in time. Of course, he couldn't know what the Chief Director's duties were. Those things that were written in the secret clause couldn't be opened without permission. !

"So, to change the question, what is the purpose of the Special Investigation Division?"

Liang Meng was startled, and opened his mouth to say: "Even in the darkest corners, we must seek the truth, maintain justice, protect peace, and give everything for the country and the people."

The chief looked at him with firm and soft eyes, and his tone was soft, but it sounded like a big bell in his heart: "Liang Meng, the meaning of this sentence is as heavy as the organization behind it. There are ten departments in the Special Investigation Division. Each department is responsible for different special tasks, guarding ten dark corners of the country that ordinary people cannot see, and undertaking risks and pressures that others cannot bear, for this oath made at the beginning of its establishment."

"We are very unlikable, because we always pick other people's thorns, spoil other people's affairs, and may ask others to help clean up the mess, but we must exist." The general office paused, looked at him, and continued. , "So for such an institution, I sincerely hope that its leader is a person who is broad-minded, prudent, and able to stick to his heart. This is why I chose you to succeed the new head office. Maybe you have Many shortcomings, sometimes irritable personality, but it doesn't matter, these are not necessarily bad things in your future work, I believe you can be qualified for this position."

After hearing this, Liang Meng felt extremely heavy.He asked: "Aren't you afraid that I'm playing for personal gain? After all, I'm from the Liang family, and behind me are my mother's family, and other family friends... What if I use my position to help them?"

The General Office chuckled and shook his head: "You won't. You have worked in the Special Investigation Office for so many years, and I have given you every end-of-year evaluation. I have observed you for a long time, and this ability to distinguish Yes. If you are really willing to show favoritism, why bother to tear yourself apart with the Liang family?"

"So your sudden death was arranged by the Special Investigation Office long ago? You have already selected me? You just took advantage of the Liang family's attack first?"

"Yes."

Liang Meng was silent for a moment, looked at her, and said sincerely: "Anyway, thank you for this matter."

The head office was not killed by the Liang family, which meant a lot to him—he could tolerate many things, but he hoped that his family would do less evil. He really didn't want to hate this family too much.

The chief raised his eyebrows: "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Liang Meng didn't answer.

There is no rush, just wait patiently.

After a long while, Liang Meng finally said in a deep voice, "You also used Tang Qi, didn't you?"

This question is very sharp, Liang Meng thought that the head office would think carefully and answer it carefully, but he did not expect the other party to admit it frankly: "Yes, I need to find an opportunity to pull you into the track of the plan, I need a factor that can restrict you, I need You are completely out of the control of the Liang family."

"What do you mean?"