The headquarters of the Time Survey Bureau is located in 2500 A.D. in China, and its shadow can be found everywhere in the sky, under the water, and in the mountains.

It is said that the end of science is theology, and when science and technology break through to a huge bottleneck, human beings, if they can still be called human beings, go off the beaten path and stir up what their ancestors left behind......

In a huge round table room, the old man hung up the phone in his hand, and looked into the distance through the floor-to-ceiling window with a sad face.

It is the junction of the sky and the sea, perfectly blended together, and there are a few seagulls flying on the horizon, yearning for an unknown distance.

Looking up, there are dark clouds in the sky above, it has not rained naturally for a long time, and humans have been able to control the weather as they like for a long time.

The sea was a deep blue, and the mist added to the mystery, and if he wasn't in a meeting, the old man would have liked to enjoy the view.

"Leon, isn't the phone already hanging up?" An old voice came from behind him, and no emotion could be heard.

Wearing a ventilator all day, I can hear something else before hell, the old man reluctantly turned around.

They sat around a round table, and in such a high-tech age, the room was lit by a few brass candles.

There were six people in total, four men and two women.

"He's out of control, isn't he?" It was a young girl who spoke, and the fact that she could sit with this group of old guys with an average age of more than 150 years was enough to show the extraordinary status of her.

With her sculptural face and graceful posture, she was the only highlight of the lifeless meeting, a face that was a beauty in history no matter what era it was placed in.

"Oh, I don't think so, Mrs. Brown." The old man said politely, and stayed a little longer on that beautiful face.

His real name is Rodrice Leon, a pure multinational half-breed, the absolute leader of the Time Investigation Bureau, the leader of the "ghost", only Kaneki Ken dares to call him "old man" no matter how big or small.

He has long white hair that can be braided, a delicate red rose pinned to front of a high-priced tailored suit, his eyes are sharp, and a folding knife is always hidden in his cuffs.

"We don't want to listen to 'you think', come up with evidence, the ace commissioner in your mouth has made a mess of the highest-level mission!"

Sitting next to the old man on the ventilator was a middle-aged man, his eyes widened angrily, and he couldn't get used to seeing this director for a long time.

"I've already scolded him seriously!" Leon looked serious, and then added, "You all heard it just now, it's terrible. ”

His expression is exaggerated,

"Smack!" Someone slapped the table, no one dared to slap the table in this meeting, or the middle-aged man, who was blushing and almost couldn't care about his image, "Scolded? What are you kidding! That kid has a good relationship with you, so he blatantly covers up?! ”

These words are not sharp, and they tear their faces mercilessly.

"What does Caesar's head mean?" Leon narrowed his eyes, his fingers tapping impatiently on the tabletop.

He was greeted by a crisp bell that rings only for major decisions or unanimous votes in meetings.

The two people who were talking at the cannon looked at the old man on the ventilator at the same time, he was the highest status among all the people present, and there was no one.

"Caesar, get out! The nobility of the meeting cannot be desecrated! The old man's voice was somewhere between powerful and weak, but it was deeply unquestionable.

The audience was silent, no one dared to plead and refute, and it was too late for Leon, the only one who had the guts, to watch a good show.

The middle-aged man got up, bent down and bowed in one go, without saying a word from beginning to end, and his body was as straight as a javelin.

Ringing the bell again represents the restart of the meeting.

"Everyone." This time it was Leon who was the first to speak, "I don't deny Kanekiken's defeat this time, but I want everyone to remember that his previous record was a complete victory, and seven out of twelve died at his hands." ”

"We haven't forgotten Leon, the purpose of the Investigation Bureau is to distinguish between right and wrong, failure is failure, and he will pay the corresponding price for it!"

"And." Brown continued, "The executive department has sent someone to clean up the mess for the ace commissioner, and it is still unknown what the outcome will be, but if it involves ordinary people, then the memory must be erased, what a loss." ”

"His impulsiveness has crossed the threshold, and it is necessary to take another bloodline test."

I don't know who said the last sentence, anyway, Leon didn't pay attention to it, this group of old guys always said these words, and he wanted to take off his shoes and throw them over.

"I understand all the gentlemen." He changed to a comfortable sitting position, "I will punish him accordingly, and deduct this loss from his winnings, as for the bloodline test, my eyes are much more accurate than those things." ”

"No more negotiating about this!" After a pause, he added.

As soon as these words came out, the air seemed to freeze, and they knew that Leon was unreasonable to protect the calf, but they didn't expect it to be rampant to this point.

Where does this put their face?

"Leon!" The old man on the ventilator pulled his throat, and his voice was obviously a lot thicker, "The Investigation Bureau is not your hall, it is the Council of Elders who is in charge!" Figure out your own positioning, you are just a representative of the bright side that we have elected! ”

He is as old as two lifetimes of others, but not a day has come when he is so angry.

The faces of the others were also wonderful, they stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the current era, and no one dared to speak to them like this since birth.

Usually, the Council of Elders and the iron-fisted chief are barely on good terms, and although Leon is sometimes out of tune, they see Leon as a model of an old-school gentleman.

Such tough words came out of his mouth, which was unexpected and reasonable.

"But I think I'm doing pretty well." Leon didn't give others a chance to speak, he said lazily: "It's not the first time you want to remove me, right?" Why hasn't it been implemented? ”

He asked himself, "Because you can't find someone more suitable for this position than me for the time being!" ”

After a long silence, the few people who were still indignant just now were silent, because Leon's words pierced the biggest hidden disease in their hearts, whether you like him or not, no one can shake this old guy's position in the Investigation Bureau, from students to high-level officials, all of them are his people, if you really want to use your privilege to dismiss him, then the Investigation Bureau is only an empty shell.

Leon was very satisfied with the reaction of several people, but he didn't get an inch further, after all, it would not be beneficial for both parties to completely tear their faces.

"Gentlemen." He changed the subject and continued, "This mission is full of doubts, and we should focus on this. ”

"Pick and choose." An old man in purple who was too old to tell his age said impatiently, twisting a string of rosewood Buddha beads in his hand.

"For example." Leon snapped his fingers.

"Why was Hades resurrected? It had died in Babylon. ”

"In the previous mission, the 'ghosts' were all avoided by our specialists, why did they all show up on their own initiative this time? Is it impatient? ”

"Is there a second 'ghost' in this mission?!"