bayedsolid Chapter 231 I need repairs, father
Chapter 231 I need repairs, father
All employees of the company continued to work as usual and their salaries were paid in advance, so they continued to work like slaves with peace of mind.
It can be said that the impact of this storm on Japan's middle and lower classes is almost non-existent.
Only the upper echelons have undergone a major reshuffle.
The precise control makes those in the know tremble with fear.
Although Fūya Rei has shifted the blame, don't forget that there is an organization that knows him very well.
When the organization discovered that the cooperating politicians and chaebols had suffered heavy losses, they found the mastermind behind the scenes - the people from the dessert club - through code compilation habits.
Karasuma Renya: I was so angry that I put on an oxygen mask for emergency treatment that day and almost fainted.
The God's hidden gem that he painstakingly brainwashed out!!
Why do you always go against your own people?
Unruly! Uncontrollable!
This personality is a failure!!
He had to redo the experiment.
The agent also proved one thing to him, that whether the personality that Toru Miyano created on his own or the personality that was shaped by the organization's experiments, the abilities were extremely strong.
But the direction of strength is different.
If it's Miyano Toru's complete form...
The BOSS's eyes are full of greed and covetousness. Such talents must be controlled by the organization!
12 month 11 day.
Xila noticed the sound in the master bedroom and realized that her father had woken up. She quickly walked forward and knocked on the door. After getting permission, she pushed the door open and walked in.
Then she saw a different father.
Unlike the divine compassion in the past, there was no longer a gentle smile as soft and distant as the moonlight, nor was there the spotless white suit.
He had a serious expression, with a righteous look between his brows. He was wearing a white shirt and a gray suit, and his every move exuded an awe-inspiring aura.
Xila's neck shrank. For some reason, she couldn't help wanting to run away when she saw her father like this.
She always felt that her father would take out handcuffs from behind his waist and take her away at any time.
Although her father was gentle and sweet, she felt that she was being suppressed.
Xila tilted her head in confusion. Why would she have such an idea?
"Sila, what's wrong?"
Fūya Rei saw the girl standing there for a long time without moving, even retracting her feet, and her body language showed that she wanted to run away.
Did I do something wrong?
He took two steps forward, lowered his head to look at the girl, and asked seriously, "Is there anything you want to tell me, Xila?"
Xila always felt that his father at this moment was a bit like the FBI in the crime movie he had seen yesterday, slamming the table and interrogating the prisoner fiercely: "Tell the truth!"
Xila: "...Father, you are a little different today."
Fūya Rei felt warm in her heart. Children have strong intuition. She saw it as soon as he took off the philosopher's card.
Xila deadpanned, "Like the FBI."
Fūya Rei's expression suddenly froze, and his already dark face became even darker, almost shrouded in gloom.
Xiao Xila, you curse so dirty.
He choked.
How could he, a righteous, serious and dedicated public security officer who regards the country as his lover, be like the shameless FBI bastard!
His teeth itched and he ground his back teeth in anger, but he was too embarrassed to get angry at the ignorant little girl, so he could only hold it in and make himself feel anxious and short of breath.
All the anger was directed at the FBI, which used unscrupulous means to defame people.
He took a deep breath and asked a soul-searching question: "Have you finished your homework?"
Not realizing she had touched her father's sore spot, Xila asked, "Did my father assign me a task?"
Furiya Rei gave a gentle smile: "So I didn't give you a mission, but now you have one."
He commanded in the unquestionable tone of a patriarch: "You finished reading The Prince and the Little Fox yesterday. Write me a 1,000-word review today."
Xila, who had never refused his father's choice, lowered his head slightly and replied solemnly: "I will follow your instructions, father."
Jianggu Ling:......
He reluctantly let the girl go, and consoled himself by thinking that it was a good thing he didn't kneel down. The child was growing up very fast, so he couldn't be impatient and had to take it slow.
He thought about it, went to the cloakroom, and came out an hour later with a changed face. His suit was replaced by a plaid shirt, he wore a short grey hat on his head, had heavy glasses on his nose, and was carrying a briefcase in his hand.
His straight back is slightly hunched, and at first glance he looks like a corporate slave bent over by the weight of life.
Not long after he walked out the door, he noticed something strange. He suddenly turned around and saw the girl following him silently like a little tail.
"Father?"
Seeing him stop, Xila looked up in confusion, seeming very puzzled.
Fūya Rei subconsciously wanted to pinch his brows, but then realized that he still had disguise on his face. He put his hand down in frustration, smiled with relief and said, "Let's go back. You don't have to see me off."
Xila looked up at her father's unfamiliar face without any emotion: "I am my father's weapon. Wherever my father is, there I am."
Her father is weak and easily hurt, so she can only feel at ease if she protects him.
The smile on Fūya Rei's face suddenly disappeared.
I thought you had learned to be filial, but it turns out you haven't yet gotten out of your wrong positioning.
He sighed tiredly and corrected seriously: "You are not a weapon, you are my daughter."
Xila thought for a moment and asked, "Can a daughter follow her father?"
"No." Furuya Ling refused, "I have to go on a mission."
"Then I'd better be a weapon." Xila said, knowing how to make choices.
Fūya Rei was almost laughed out of anger, saying that you were stupid and had an empty brain, but you suddenly showed a little cleverness.
"Listen, Xila." Fūya Ling's expression was calm, and his unfamiliar face carried the seriousness of a police academy chief. "I'm in the tallest building across the street. If I'm in danger, you can rush to my rescue as quickly as possible."
"Yes, father. No matter where you are, I will be there the first time you need me."
Xila said what she thought was natural and right.
Fūya Rei seemed to smile, but also seemed not to.
He said, "Go back, nothing will happen to me."
Intellectually, Xila should obey his father's orders, but his instinct was to resist.
"Father, I haven't done any maintenance for a long time and something is wrong."
Xila's brows were slightly furrowed, her blue eyes were as clear as the blue sky, and she spoke in a methodical manner, like a robot that would only respond to unilateral input of commands.
She realized that something seemed to be wrong and immediately reported it to the highest authority.
"My mind and body were in a state of rejection. My father had the highest order, and I should have obeyed his orders and returned to the house. But my body was resisting, and my mind was rejecting the brain's arrangements."
She pondered her anomaly and concluded, "My desire to protect my father conflicted with his order to expel me."
She knelt on one knee and said seriously, "I need repairs, Dad."
She obediently raised her head and looked at her father intently, waiting for his instructions.