Nomenclature of Night

  Chapter 374 takes office, CIA supervisor

   Early in the morning.

  Qing Yi sat at the dining table in his mansion, eating the breakfast prepared by the servants, fried eggs, white porridge, pickles, scallion pancakes, and steamed stuffed buns. It wasn't particularly luxurious, but rather delicate.

   After eating, he wiped his mouth and walked outside. There were already six bodyguards waiting in the elevator room. They were the people he asked his mother to come here, and all of them were military elites.

  In fact, Qingyi has more than these bodyguards, and there are two more in the elevator. Whenever he takes the elevator, he even checks the elevator shaft with a life detector in advance.

  Downstairs, there are two other people guarding the convoy to prevent anyone from tampering with the vehicle.

  Qing Yi bought more than one house in the third district of City No. 10. There were two houses on this floor, four houses upstairs and downstairs, and a total of six houses were bought for the security personnel and servants to live in.

   This is a real trip for the core children of the consortium, and there is an entire combat team for the security personnel alone.

  Qingyi got into his executive car, when his cell phone rang, and the caller ID was Li Ke.

  He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and felt that his reaction seemed a bit wrong, so he waited for the bell to ring ten times before answering it, and then asked calmly, "Why did you call me so early in the morning?"

  In this executive-class car, there is a sound insulation panel between the rear row and the driver, so the driver can't hear what the passengers behind are saying.

   To instruct the driver, you must press the call button next to the seat.

Li Ke on the other side of the phone didn't care about his tone: "I heard that you are going to have the third round of the Shadow War, so I remind you to be careful. You are going to report to the Third Intelligence Division today. The Second Intelligence Division belongs to my family. I told my father, if you have anything, you can tell me."

  Qing Yi said: "I am from the Qing family, and you are from the Li family. There is no reason for Qing's children to ask Li for help in an accident. Who do you look down on?"

Li Ke said: "It's not a big mistake to be careful. By the way, if you want to get along well with the agents of the Third Intelligence Division, remember to control your bad temper, and don't show off your wealth to those agents, keep a low profile Get along with everyone so that they can work for you willingly."

Qingyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why did you become such a mother-in-law? I'm different from the other shadow candidates, okay? I'm too young, and it's hard to convince the public no matter what I do. Instead, it's better to pretend to be tender and let the other candidates A shadow candidate despises me, everyone has a different strategy, I have my own strategy. Not only do I have to show off, but I also have to bring bodyguards to work, and after all of them despise me, they will feel better."

   Not knowing why, Qing Yi involuntarily told Li Ke all the plans.

  In fact, this is wrong, because the shadow dispute is such an important secret, he should not tell anyone the plan, let alone Li Ke is still a member of the Li family.

   But Qingyi didn't feel that there was anything wrong. The relationship between the two had become a little delicate since.

  Like friends, but no one admits that they are friends.

Li Ke: "If you have your own ideas, I won't talk about it. I will send you the contact information of a supervisor of the Second Intelligence Department later. If you are in danger, remember to find him. I ask my father to ask the Privy Office to give you He said hello."

  Qingyi said impatiently: "Why are there so many things, hey, I said I don't need Mrs. Li's help!"

  Li Ke: "I have already sent you."

  Qing Yi: "...By the way, what about Mr., didn't he take you to Yunyou? You're already back, what about others?"

  Li Ke explained: "Mr. left Li Shi alone, and I don't know where he went. Why, do you have anything to do with him? If you miss Mr., you can call him. Don't you have his mobile phone number?"

  Qing was in a hurry: "I miss him? How is that possible? I just asked where he went."

  Li Ke: "Okay."

  Qingyi was speechless, and the other party clearly replied very perfunctorily: "Okay, I've already gone to the Federal Central Intelligence Agency, so I won't tell you anymore."

  Li Ke said: "Okay, I'll call again tomorrow."

  Qing Yi was in a gloomy mood at first, because he was going to the CIA to pretend to be a fool, but after making the call, his mood was obviously much lighter.

   Some people knew that he was not really stupid or naive, and Li Ke even asked the father who is now in charge of the Li family to ask the Privy Council to inform the Second Intelligence Service to secretly assist him.

  Perhaps this is the significance of the second round of the Shadow War, and it is also Qingyi's advantage.

  Getting out of the car, Qingyi even carried a schoolbag on his back, which looked like he was going to school instead of work.

He said to his security chief: "Park all the vehicles for me in the most conspicuous position at the entrance of the PCA, so that everyone can see them when entering and exiting. If someone asks whose car it is, tell them it is my car." The car my parents arranged for me. You guys work hard, stand by the car in shifts and wait, and I will give you some allowances when I go back."

  The person in charge of security bowed his head and said, "Boss, you are being polite. You don't need to pay back the allowance for such a trivial matter."

  Qing shook his head: "One size fits one size."

  After he entered the PCA Federal Central Intelligence Agency, he called everyone brother and sister, and he was very enthusiastic.

   When he came to the No. 3 Intelligence Department, he suddenly saw those agents who had visited him yesterday, chatting around Qingwen at this moment.

   And Qingwen changed into the PCA CIA uniform with a humble look on his face, and took off the watch worth a set of houses in the upper three districts long ago.

  In this report, Qingwen is the fourth group of the Third Intelligence Division, Qingshi is the fifth group, Qingwu is the sixth group, Qingyuan is the seventh group, Qingyi is the eighth group, and Qingxing is the ninth group.

   At this time, the eighth team of Qingyi's agents saw their real boss coming, they hurriedly bid farewell to Qingwen and came to Qingyi's side.

  Although they felt that it was impossible for Qingyi to win the shadow battle, they still had to give enough face.

   Otherwise, if Qingyi’s parents feel that their child has been wronged by the PCA CIA, they will also be unable to bear it.

  For the consortium, they are just ants struggling to survive.

  An agent came to Qingyi's side and said cautiously: "We saw that Qingwen came early, so we went over to say a few words."

  Qing smiled and said, "Brothers and sisters, don't worry."

   After finishing speaking, he went straight to Qingwen, put his watermelon head on his head and said obediently, "Brother Qingwen, congratulations on your victory in the 18th city."

  What he said was that Qingwen killed Qingzhong. Although Qingzhong was not killed by Qingwen himself, to the outside world, Qingwen did win.

  Qingwen looked at Qingyi with a kind expression on his face: "I heard that you went to Banshan Manor after arriving in City 18?"

  Qing nodded: "Well, I went to visit Aunt Changqing. She was worried that something might happen to me, so she said that since she didn't intend to participate in the Shadow War, she might as well stay in Banshan Manor."

   You know, Qingyi was the first to announce that he had no intention of fighting for shadows. He even gave Qingwen the forbidden ACE-090 indestructible brooch he obtained in the first round.

  And his age is also the objective condition that is most likely to be underestimated.

   At this time, Qing Yi smiled and said, "Brother Qingwen, I don't have the ability to complete the task given by Mr. Shadow, or else, your side will be short of manpower, and you can deploy manpower from me at any time."

   As he spoke, Qing looked at the agents of his eighth team: "Brothers and sisters, remember, if Brother Qingwen needs help, everyone must help."

  The detectives were overjoyed. Even though they didn't have such a popular candidate as Qingwen to supervise, they had actually helped Qingwen, and they would definitely not forget them if Qingwen got a position in the future.

  However, it seems that Qing really doesn't intend to participate in the shadow war?

  What they don't know is that the eighth group of agents has Qingyi's Harrier hidden in it. The chat between the agents yesterday was also sent to Qingyi by Harrier.

  So, he wished that Qingwen would take his eighth group out to work, so that his harrier could report Qingwen's every move.

   At this moment, a confused voice outside the big office asked, "Who dropped this wallet?"

   Qing knew who it was without looking, thankfully.

   I don’t know why, this Xing Xing has a mysterious buff since he was a child. It seems that he has been picking up money since he was 7 years old. It seems that all good things will come true to him, just like a person chosen by fate.

   This matter has been spread in the Qing family, saying that he was born different from others and was blessed by luck.

  Xing Xing used to be called Qing Chong instead of Qing Xing. Later, he was really lucky, so his father changed the name to Qing Xing.

  At this moment, an agent hurried over from outside the corridor and said to Xing Xing, "Hello, this is my wallet..."

  Xing Xing nodded calmly: "Then I'll give it back to you."

   After speaking, the young man in his twenties left as if nothing had happened, and went to his office to report.

   It's like picking up money and wallets long ago.

   Slowly, all shadow candidates arrived.

   Not surprisingly, all the shadow candidates dressed very plainly, completely put aside their arrogance as the core children of the consortium, and tried to mingle with their agents, and they all ate in the cafeteria at noon.

With the exception of Qing, he has nothing to do with the agents under him. When he is at work, he sits in his office in a daze. When it is lunch time, he eats in the executive car at the door. The car is full of exquisite and scarce food. .

   While eating, Qingyi sent a message to his Harrier Falcon: "Why didn't I see the office of the Intelligence Department?"

   Harrier Falcon came back with a message: "The Intelligence Department is an independent department, and it works one kilometer next door."

  Qingyi felt strange: "Why do you want to go out independently?"

  Harrier Falcon: "Each consortium has sent elite intelligence personnel to compete for the orthodox intelligence power. Therefore, the senior management of the PCA and the CIA let the intelligence department work independently in order to prevent other people from being affected when the living kings fight each other."

  As soon as Qing put down his phone and continued to eat, he felt that he had a chance to go to the intelligence office. It seemed that there was the real Federal Central Intelligence Agency.

  …

  …

  One kilometer away.

  Qing Chen stood outside a dilapidated building and looked at it silently. Compared with other tall buildings soaring into the sky, this building was like a department store in the old days of the watch world.

  There are only 9 floors, and even the glass structure outside the building is dilapidated, and no one has cleaned it.

  The only thing special is that there is a courtyard outside the building. The courtyard wall here is three meters high, and there is a neat fenced grid on the wall, and surveillance cameras are everywhere around it.

  The main entrance of the yard is as strict as a prison, and there is a small door under the huge iron gate.

  Qing Chen stepped forward to press the doorbell, and with a beep, a middle-aged man inside opened the iron window on the small door, and asked blankly, "Who is it?"

   Qing Chen glanced at the other party calmly, showed his report letter and said, "New supervisor."

  The middle-aged man immediately changed into a smiling face: "Oh, why didn't you say it earlier, let's see what happened."

   With a click, the small iron gate that only allowed one person to pass opened, and the middle-aged man led Qing Chen inside.

  The middle-aged man said with a smile: "The seventh group you are in charge of is on the third floor. The entire floor is yours, and all your agents are here. No one is going out to investigate today."

   "Yes," Qing Chen nodded.

  Come to the third floor, the middle-aged man yelled: "The new supervisor is here."

   It's just that the atmosphere is a bit weird, because among the more than 90 agents in the seats, none of them got up, and all of them were busy with their own affairs with expressionless faces.

When the middle-aged man saw that the atmosphere was not right, he immediately ran away. Qing Chen suddenly realized a problem. The agents taken over by other shadow candidates were all waiting to flatter him, while the agents and Harrier Falcon he was going to take over were all waiting to check him …

  It's just because the intelligence department cannot tolerate gilded people to dawdle. If the leader is too weak, then the whole group of people will be unlucky.

  At this time, a middle-aged man came to Qing Chen and stretched out his hand: "Hello Supervisor, I am the acting person in charge of the seventh group before you came. My name is Qing Hua, a trainee supervisor."

   There was also a young man in his thirties who stood up and smiled and said, "Hello supervisor, I am the probationary supervisor of the seventh group, and my name is Qing Zhun."

  Qing Zhun is the person whom Mr. Ying told, and the other party said that this person can be trusted.

   Qing Chen looked at the past, and found that the other party was handsome, well-proportioned, and looked very capable.

  The establishment of the first intelligence department is a bit different from the other several. In the third intelligence department, the trainee supervisor can manage 36 agents alone.

  In the intelligence department, there are 96 agents in a team, one full-time supervisor and two trainee supervisors.

  The specifications are much higher.

  Qing Chen looked at Qing Hua: "What do I need to do now?"

Qing Hua seemed to have been prepared for a long time, he brought Qing Chen to the supervisory office and said, "Your identification code is the account password, you can log in to the electronic archives to query all PCA files, and there are only you, me, and Qing Zhun in the seven groups." The three of them have this authority, so you should take a look at the past files first, and get a general idea of ​​the cases we have dealt with before, so that you can start your work more conveniently."

  Qing Chen asked: "What cases are you investigating now?"

  Qing Hua said with a smile: "You'd better look at the information database first."

  Qing Chen nodded and sat down resolutely.

  He clicked on the vast information database, and suddenly realized that this was the first warning given to him by his subordinates.

  If a normal person wants to read the past materials, I am afraid that it will be the year of the monkey.

   During this period, if I want to intervene in the affairs of the seventh group, the other party can use "you don't understand the situation" to prevaricate him.

   This is probably a common infighting method in office politics. There is no conspiracy, but it is very useful.

  Qing Chen was also very patient, this sitting lasted 7 hours.

  Outside the inspector's office, someone asked Qinghua in a low voice: "This person must have been arranged by Mr. Ying, right? Will there be any problem if we give him a bad name like this?"

Qinghua glanced over all the agents calmly: "Everyone is Qing's **** in PCA. If the leader is incompetent, everyone will have a hard time. If he can't even handle this trivial matter, I will apply to the family for replacement." But if he has outstanding abilities, I, Qinghua, can kneel down and apologize to him, and admit my mistake, it has nothing to do with you."

  After saying this, the agents had no opinion.

Qinghua was right. More than ten years ago, there was a very self-willed inspector in the seventh team, and he led the detectives at that time into the trap that Kashima dug for them. People in the first team died. ninety percent.

  No one wants this kind of thing to happen again.

   At night, after receiving a message, Qing Chen walked out of the office and walked straight to the door.

  The agents looked at each other after he left: "This is not planning to get off work, right? I didn't say a word, maybe because the downtrodden got angry."

  “If I have to read so many materials, I will also feel angry.”

  Qing Hua thought for a while and said, "Let's see again."

   It's just that they didn't know that after Qing Chen left the big office, he didn't leave the intelligence building, but went to an interrogation room on the 7th floor.

   All video recording equipment in the interrogation room has been turned off, and a middle-aged man is waiting quietly.

  Qing Chen pushed the door open, and the middle-aged man stood up politely: "Hi sir, Chief Li Yunshou asked me to say hello to you on his behalf."

  Qing Chen said calmly: "Does he have any news for you to bring me?"

  The middle-aged man said politely: "There is no special news, just let me get to know you. My name is Li Yunqu. If you need any assistance in the future, you can tell me. I will do my best to cooperate."

  Qing Chen nodded: "I understand, but I don't need any help right now. By the way, which floor are the people from Shendai, Kashima, and Chen's?"

Li Yunqu said: "Kindai is on the 4th floor, Kashima is on the 5th floor, Mrs. Chen is on the 2nd floor, and our Mrs. Li is on the 6th floor. Currently, Shindai and Kashima should be doing their best to investigate a missing person case in the first half of this year. , that matter may be related to the Qing family's shadow, and maybe they want to use this to find out clues related to the Qing family's shadow."

  Qing Chen thought for a while and said, "Okay, I see, what is Mrs. Li investigating here?"

  Li Yunqu said: "We are investigating the Mechanicus, and we suspect that the patron behind the Mechanicus is related to the Age of Gods."

   "Okay, thank you," Qing Chen nodded, "You can tell me if you need help."

   After speaking, Qing Chen turned and went back to the third floor.

  Li Yunqu stood in the interrogation room and respectfully watched Qing Chen leave. For a member of the Li faction like him, Qing Chen was one of the few people in the entire consortium who could sit on the table.

   This is a real big man, an existence as elusive as a cloud in the sky.

  Many people thought that Qing Chen came to the intelligence office alone, maybe even Mr. Qing's Shadow thought so.

   But it's not.

  …

  5,000-word chapter, there is another chapter at 11:00 p.m.

  (end of this chapter)