173. Forgive me for my life of bohemianism and love of freedom
As Liu Xia and others said, Yuan Yi was indeed planning to slip away.
However, there is still a purpose for his trip that has not been completed, so after the job fair is over, he instructed those who applied for the job to disband first, pack up or something, and come to the logistics department to find themselves at the designated time tomorrow.
By the way, Yuan Yi recruited a total of six shipwives this time, although it is far from the 60 he boasted about Haikou at the beginning, but in fact, the results are also good.
They are Blowing Snow, Fletcher, Nagato, Mutsu, these are the ones that everyone has already seen, and the blonde double ponytail Lori Andrea who came to Yuan Yi at the beginning. Doria, and the last and only one who believed the nonsense that Yuan Yi gave those favorable terms, happily signed the contract and sold herself - Quincy.
Yuan Yi divided the contract into three, the ship's mother held one copy, as the admiral, he held one copy, and the other copy was handed over to the people in the personnel department of the square, so that they could take it back to register and backup.
Originally, this thing must have gone through a process, but Yuan Yi used the scorching gaze of Detective Meow Mei to Wang Xian, the deputy director of the Foreign Discipline Department, again, and let him knock the seal under huge pressure.
Leaving the recruitment square, Yuan Yi asked the ship's ladies to go back to the logistics department first, and he and Artoria (sneaking) turned all the way to the Marshal's Mansion.
Of course, Yuan Yi didn't dare to tell the truth to the other ship girls, because he wanted to tell them that he had gone to the Marshal's Mansion, and that group of abrasive goblins had to rely on him, so he simply said that he had other things.
After some entanglement, Yuan Yi and Artoria blended into the crowd for a few turns, and then disappeared in the crowd.
When it reappeared, the majestic Marshal's Mansion had already appeared in front of me, the Marshal's Mansion was three stories high, because each floor in it was 6 meters high, so it actually looked like it was worth the 6 floors of an ordinary house.
In Yuan Yi's memory, this place has always been very lively, because although its name is called the Marshal's Mansion, it is the place where Marshal Yuan Zhenhai and his family stay, in fact, this is also the place where the Marshal himself works. But nowβ
In front of the originally busy mansion, there were only a few petrels chasing the mottled shadows of the trees, and the crimson sunset cast on the once glorious lintel, falling the oblique shadow of decay.
Yuan Yi tried to calm the bitterness in his chest, turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Do you have eyeliner?" β
"Yes, more than six." Artoria replied.
"I wanted to hide a little, but I guessed that I was coming." Yuan Yi sighed, but then relieved: "Forget it, let them guess." β
As he spoke, he walked towards the foyer like a man who was fine.
If it was in the past, the door of the Marshal's Mansion would be open without a announcement, and there would be people who would take the initiative to come out to receive them, but now there are many people, and those who used to decorate the faΓ§ade have naturally been dismissed.
However, not all roads were blocked, and a side door was opened next to the hall for people inside, and Yuan Yi and Artoria walked in through this side door.
Speaking of which, when this marshal's mansion was built, it was when Yuan Yi's adoptive father Yuan Zhenhai was in full swing, and you can imagine how beautiful those people built this house in order to please him.
Different from the solemn and solemn impression of the outside of the house, when you look inside, you find that the layout here is all revealing the elegant and extravagant style, carved beams and paintings, celadon brocade, a touch of sunset oblique through the wall windows, crushed shapes, on the red fine velvet carpet, sprinkled with gilt.
Every trace of stillness and movement here involved Yuan Yi's nostalgia, which made him sigh incessantly: "Yamato keeps this place really good." β
"yes, it's better if there wasn't such an unsightly piece of garbage in front of you." A soft female voice appeared behind Yuan Yi.
Yuan Yi turned his head without much surprise, and really saw a beautiful woman in a red and white kimono, her hair as black as silk was tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, and her eyes were full of anger when she looked at Yuan Yi.
"Yamato." Yuan Yi quietly turned her head and called her name.
Yamato stretched out his hand and raised his sleeves, covered the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Allah, may I ask who you are, why did you trespass into the Marshal's Mansion without any notification?" This is very bad, only scum and wild dogs who have no morality and reckless recklessness will do such a tasteless thing, can I ask you to go out? β
Although Yamato's expression was smiling, the disapproval in his words was already very obvious.
Yuan Yi sighed: "You're still angry." β
"What are you talking about, why don't I understand, if you insist on staying here, I have to ask the gendarmerie to come."
"I'm leaving tomorrow, and I want to see my father before I go." Yuan Yi replied in a flat tone.
"You still dare to say that!" Yamato finally couldn't pretend anymore, she walked quickly in front of Yuan Yi and grabbed his collar, at this time Artoria also appeared, but was stopped by Yuan Yi with his eyes. Because he knew that Yamato would not really do anything to him, the girl who only contained anger and sadness in her eyes looked like she was crying: "If it weren't for you, why would my father's situation be here, if it weren't for you, how could the originally glorious Marshal's Mansion become what it is today, and what face do you have to come back?" β
"I'm sorry."
"What's the use of you saying this kind of thing now? Since you regret it, why did you have to be so decisive in the first place, I have already begged you to stop like that......"
"I'm sorry."
"You wouldn't say anything other than those two words? Haven't you always boasted that you can say that what is black can be said to be white, and what is dead can be said to be alive? β
This time, Yuan Yi didn't apologize again, and let Yamato hold his collar, and a trace of defeat appeared in his eyes that had been clear.
"It's because I can't do it, so I can't watch the decay go hand in hand, because I can't bring the dead back to life, so I have to seek justice for the deceased, I have asked myself countless times, if I had known that there would be this result, would I have taken that step resolutely...... Yuan Yi sighed and smiled bitterly: "But I can't help but come to the same conclusion every time...... I'm not a hero, I just don't want to disappoint Nanda, I just don't want to go against my heart. β
Yamato wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he was dumbfounded.
As if to hide the tears that had rolled down her, she turned her head, wiped the tears with her hand quickly, and then let go of Yuan Yi.
Yamato took a step back and sorted out her emotions, for a highest-ranking secretary ship in charge of all kinds of power and secrets, when she spoke again, it had returned to normal.
She raised her head and glanced at Yuan Yi deeply, and then said, "Come with me, father wants to see you." βββ
Different from the magnificence of the Marshal's Mansion, on the other side of the naval headquarters, Huang Quan, dressed in a black hooded cloak, knocked on the door of the office of the Guard.
"Come in." Nanjo Masamune's voice seeped through the room.
A white hand stretched out from the black robe, turning the doorknob.
A crack cracked in the doorway, and because of this, I just saw Nanjo Masamune, who was commenting on the documents on the table, raise his head.
This dangerous man, who has a handsome appearance and a femme fatale inside, showed a gentle, but unwarm smile as usual: "How are things going?" β
"I've initially penetrated into their interior and made the other party accept me."
"Very well, then let's go according to plan."
"Yes." Huang Quan nodded slightly, but she was always neat and tidy, and she still stood still after the report was completed, which made Nanjo Masamune realize that she had something to say.
"What's wrong?" Nanjo's eyes narrowed slightly.
"No, I'm just thinking about what to do if that Yuan Yi doesn't play according to our plan."
"Don't worry, I know him better than you, Yan Jing is already in danger, and with his character, he will not be in danger at such a time. And I didn't think that I would checkmate him with just one move, I wanted to make him worse than dead. β
It is not terrible to roar out loud and say these heart-wrenching words, the most terrible thing is that the person who speaks is expressionless, as if he is stating an objective fact.
Even Huang Quan felt cold, she didn't dare to say anything more, and immediately agreed: "Yes, then I'll go." β
"Well, I'll leave it to you, Huang Quan." Nanjo Masamune tugged at the corners of his mouth with a smile, and a hint of banter flashed in his eyes: "No, I should have asked you to blow the snow now." β
As soon as the black robe was withdrawn, there was no longer a figure in the same place. (To be continued.) )