Speaker Luo smiled to ease the tense atmosphere at the table, and said: "I agree with what Councilor Liu said, how can you directly bypass the Thirteenth Department?

Except for the old man's eager applause and Councillor Liu's sneer, none of the other councilors expressed their expressions. Speaker Luo seemed to have anticipated this situation a long time ago, smiled magnificently, and said:

"Then let's vote, isn't our council supposed to settle things by voting? ”

Councillor Liu's heart sank, and his eyes looked at the rest of the councillors, but everywhere he looked, everyone avoided them.

Councilor Liu couldn't help but bow his head and sigh, and said secretly in his heart: "Luo Rongdao dares to speak, I'm afraid he is completely sure." The tide of aura is coming, and everyone is thinking about it!"

Just when several parliamentarians had already cast their votes, and Speaker Luo was relaxed and slowly leaned back in his chair, the door of the meeting opened, and Cheng Zhendong, the governor of Quanzhou, broke in.

Governor Cheng smiled before he could speak, and said, "Speaker Luo, why don't you call me as the governor when the parliament opens, don't you want to count my three votes when you vote?"

Luo Rongdao's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly came back to his senses and stood up and said, "Governor, it's not a regular meeting every month, and nothing big happens. You're already busy running the state town, and I don't want to disturb you, so I thought it would be up to the council to vote on it, as is customary. ”

Governor Cheng smiled and said, "Speaker Luo has a heart", and sat at the other end of the long table by himself, separated from Speaker Luo, and looked at everyone at the conference table one by one.

Everyone sat down cautiously, seeing that the field was silent, Governor Cheng said: "Go on, what was the topic just now, let's vote again, don't waste time." ”

Luo Rongdao looked at the changing eyes of the parliamentarians, knowing that the general trend had gone, but he still stubbornly said:

"Regarding the case of Reiki resuscitation in Luobei City, I suggest that the Reiki Alert Department assist the Thirteenth Department to handle it, what do you think?"

Without waiting for everyone to speak, Governor Cheng frowned, knocked on the table and said: "Didn't the cabinet move out of the decree a long time ago, and all the events related to the revival of aura will be handled by the Thirteenth Bureau, I am afraid that this issue is suspected of playing a side game!"

Seeing that everyone didn't even respond to him, the only Councillor Liu opened his mouth and finally lowered his head. Governor Cheng sighed in his heart, "This group of local old foxes are all watching, it seems that in front of even the slightest chance of immortality, no one is exempt from vulgarity!"

Thinking of this, he suddenly lost interest and waved his hand, "Forget it, let's vote directly!"

There was a long silence on the table, and finally, the young secretary reported the result:

"Five to five votes tied, six abstained, and the governor automatically added one more vote as a result of the tie. ”

Governor Cheng closed his eyes, this kind of thing that should have no suspense and violated the rules, but in the end it was just a ticket, and he said with no interest:

"I'm voting against it for the fourth time, let the 13th Department handle it by itself!"

After that, he pushed away the chair, as if he was a few years older, and some of them lost the prestige of "Zhendong", opened the door and left.

Luo Rongdao smiled again, although he did not achieve his goal this time, but after this meeting, he will have many more potential allies, all because everyone here has understood the "general trend".

After receiving the order, the 13th Office, located on the outskirts of Seoul, was very lively, and it didn't look like "talent withering". However, listening to the conversation of this group of people surrounding the director, it became clear that the "talents" had indeed disappeared.

"Director, I'm a civilian, but I can't control that kind of demonic thing."

"You can pull it down, wearing glasses is a clerical job? Why isn't it a clerical job when you get a salary? Director, my three-year-old child is hospitalized, and I want to take annual leave. ”

"I ran into your child this morning, and he was sick somewhere. I'll let you go!"

"Director, I just had a burn in my leg and want to take leave to go to the hospital. ”

......

The middle-aged man sitting on the broken chair with gray temples took a puff of cigarette, although the reasons of these people in front of him were more, but the pleading in his eyes was more sincere than the other, it seems that these old colleagues are really in a hurry!

Since the last batch of capable elites died in two missions last year, there is almost only an empty plaque left in the Thirteenth Department! In fact, even if these people want to go, the middle-aged director will not agree, there is no simple case of aura recovery, so why let these people in front of him die.

The middle-aged director spat out a smoke ring, ignoring the crowd, staring through the glass at the rickety figure sitting in the corner, next to the water dispenser, who was his only hope.

Probably sensing the director's gaze, the man finally straightened up and turned his head, revealing a face with scars at the corners of his eyes that looked a little vicious in the vicissitudes of life.

The man's voice was a little hoarse, and the presence of the water dispenser did not solve his file-like voice, and he spoke:

"Director, I have some experience, let me go. ”

The crowd gathered around the office immediately turned their heads to see which warrior "didn't want to live". When they saw the cripple who had been taking care of the water dispenser all year round, several young people who had not been in the Thirteenth Department for a short time couldn't help but doubt his ability.

However, they didn't say it very interestingly, after all, there are not many fools who don't want to die these days, and they finally stood up for one, which is worth everyone's protection.

The middle-aged director extinguished the cigarette, his eyes were a little vicissitudes in the smoke, and he sighed:

"Excuse me, Han Jie, you hurt your leg a few years ago, and I said that I would transfer you to a civilian job and no longer let you go out on a mission. But now you have seen the situation of our agency, and there is a little ability to go and die. There is a new aura guard office in the state, and our supply allowance is getting less and less!"

Seeing the director's habitual vomiting of bitterness, the cripple Qin Hanjie remembered the happy time when everyone got together, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bring a little smile, the scars in the corners of his eyes were a little gentle, and he smiled:

"Don't vomit bitterness, it's not a blessed restart, it's not a spiritual tomb that has appeared in the world, it's just a small thing that happened in the city. If they were still there, and they didn't pass the buck to each other and didn't bother to make this trip? Although I am crippled, this little case still does not bother me, so don't worry about handing over the order to me!"

Got the thin piece of paper engraved with the Great Ming Kingdom and the Great Seal of Quanzhou, Qin Hanjie carefully put it in his arms, this thing carries the luck recognized by a country, and it is likely to save his life.

The commissioner lit a cigarette again, his face was covered by smoke, he put a bunch of keys on the table, and said: "It stands to reason that you should leave immediately after receiving the order, but I will give you two hours to drive my car home to say goodbye." ”

The cripple carried the key and smiled, "You old man is willing to pay for oil, I have to take a good walk, let's see you later." ”

Looking at the limping back, the smoke in the office became even more swirling. Everyone in the 13th Department pretended to be turtles with shrunken heads, and even walked with their hands and feet. Having dealt with them for some years, they know that the more often the commissioner smokes, the worse the mood is......