As he had said to Mist earlier, Ya Xiao planned to find Emily first and then go after Sheng Cheng.
The banquet was forcibly interrupted, and the mood of the officers and guards in the meeting hall was a bit down. The assassination was really inexplicable to them as if it was a joke.
A companion who they fought together with was an assassin.
The opponent didn't kill the marshal, and the method of killing was too ridiculous. From beginning to end, it was like a farce.
Emily weaved her way through the hall with a cigarette in her mouth and a slight annoyance in her frown. She seemed to be searching for something and it wasn't until she saw Ya Xiao that she loosened her frown and stubbed out her cigarette, "It's still a mess at the venue, so you're staying with me."
"Okay."
Emily's words coincided with Ya Xiao's thoughts, and he curled his eyes at the words.
The butler was a defenseless young man.
Now that they still haven't figured out what's going on with the banquet, protecting the butler and solving the marshal's worries was the most important thing. Emily was satisfied with Ya Xiao's cooperation and moved to accompany Ya Xiao to find Sheng Cheng.
On the way, hearing the reason for Ya Xiao's absence, Emily showed a rare smile for a few moments, "You're really quite lucky."
The cause of Clay's death was strange.
At that time, the marshal had already resolved the other party. The escort was about to take Clay away when the monster that had originally fallen to the ground in a bloody mess suddenly split into pieces and turned into blood.
There must be someone behind this, but it was better for Ya Xiao not to know. Not seeing that disgusting and bloody scene was also a good thing for the vulnerable youth.
Ya Xiao looked at Emily's complicated expression. The tip of his tail hidden in his pants flicked a little. It seemed that Sheng Cheng did not manage to hurt the villain this time, but it still brought a lot of shock to the base.
When the two of them found Sheng Cheng, Sheng Cheng was mixing in with the civilian officers. His expression was grave and pale, and he was acting generally the same as the officers around him, without any abnormality.
"Sheng Cheng, are you alright?"
A familiar voice rang out, and Sheng Cheng's expression froze, but he had already regained his naturalness when he turned his head to look at Ya Xiao.
He smiled and nodded to Emily and Ya Xiao, "I'm fine, you guys don't have to worry."
After saying that, Sheng Cheng paused for a moment. With a few moments of concern in his eyes, he queried, "Ya Xiao, why are you here? Didn't you follow the marshal's side?"
"The marshal has something to take care of."
Ya Xiao answered his question seriously.
"So that's how it is."
Sheng Cheng looked at the black-haired butler in front of him, completely unable to figure out what the other party was doing here looking for him, and the ominous premonition in the bottom of his heart grew heavier and heavier.
He then saw that the black-haired butler in front of him seemed to smile sheepishly, his tone rather shy:
"I forgot to ask you to look up new information today, so I've come to discuss my next task with you."
Hearing these words, Sheng Cheng smiled friendly on the surface, but in his heart, he was annoyed and wanted to kill someone.
The plan had just failed, and the new butler actually wanted him to work overtime to help find that boring pile of information. Overtime overtime overtime overtime overtime, what's the point of checking out that pile of bullshit information!
Why?
Why did his plan fail?
What the hell happened to that punk Zhang Ping? If nothing had happened to him, he wouldn't have had to take care of the two of them himself! He wouldn't have been assigned a task by Ya Xiao now. He actually had to go back to work overtime at such a critical juncture!
The resentment and hatred in his heart continued to emerge, but in the end, it was still suppressed.
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Knowing full well that the other's words were meant to clear his suspicions, Ya Xiao replied back rather seriously:
"There will always be some idiots who like to do unsuspecting things, and because they're stupid, it's normal that we don't understand what they're trying to do."
Sheng Cheng, who was indirectly called a fool, forced a smile, "You're right."
Ya Xiao arched his eyebrows, and his tail hidden inside his pants wagged in triumph.
[Is the host happy?]
[Uh-huh!]
Ya Xiao responded heavily in his mind.
Previously, in order to get Zhang Ping to reveal their plan, Ya Xiao had directly used his natural skill. The demon value that he had painstakingly accumulated instantly disappeared by twenty points, causing both the demon and the system to be heartbroken.
That was why Ya Xiao purposely came to find Sheng Cheng to take out his anger!
Ya Xiao, who had scolded Sheng Cheng in front of him, was finally relieved of his anger. He wagged his tail, sat by Emily's side, and waited for the villain's meeting to end.
Although he had lost twenty points of demon value, he had successfully protected the villain, and the speed of absorbing demon value would not slow down!
This was the thing that made the demon the happiest.
The system likewise thought so, but it was still a bit worried: [Host, if Sheng Cheng fails in his plan this time, will he make a comeback soon and mess things up again?]
[Of course, he will!]
Ya Xiao felt that Fourth Uncle's question was too naive, and he broke the plot to Fourth Uncle in his mind.
In the original plot, among his three assistants, only Wittin, a wallflower, had abandoned the darkness and become a member of the protagonist group.
Sheng Cheng obviously helped the protagonist group a lot but was never considered a member of the group.
He was like a tool, responsible for revealing many unknown truths to the protagonists, constantly intensifying the conflict between the protagonists and the villains.
But such an inconspicuous existence was able to control the deaths of Clay and Zhang Ping at will.
The identity of the other party was not simple at first glance and might be explained in the subsequent missing plot, but Ya Xiao didn't care too much about that.
He only wanted to protect the marshal to absorb the demon value. What exactly was the identity of the other party, Ya Xiao was not curious.
[According to the current situation, if he's smart, he shouldn't act rashly again in a short period of time. Even if he wants to act, it will probably be in the spring meeting.]
The system wiped its old-fashioned glasses, and its extremely fast-running CPU was a little hot.
Ya Xiao also did not think of letting his aged Fourth Uncle use its brain and said in a light tone: [These are also not related to us. As long as Sheng Cheng does not hurt the villain, we do not have to care about anything!]
The system understood this one: [The host is right.]
Ya Xiao flicked the tip of his tail behind him, recalling Zhang Ping's words from earlier. Did Wei Duo's death really cause the villain to be injured?
At the same time, the autopsy reports for both Clay and Zhang Ping came out.
The officers in the conference room looked at the test reports, glancing at one another, their eyes all revealing strange meanings.
"Clay and Zhang Ping's blood tests are basically the same as the values of a taboo person after losing control."
Mist, who was responsible for explaining the data, raised his gold-framed glasses, his eyes devoid of any emotion.
"Although there is a slight difference, it is still within a reasonable range. The research department side has tentatively labeled the two as out-of-control persons."
However, anyone could see that Clay's state at that time was clearly not out of control. It was more like he had turned into a rational monster than the alienated state of an out-of-control person.
The heads in the conference room uniformly looked towards Qin Qi, who was sitting at the top. The atmosphere was gloomy.
Qin Qi raised his eyes and said indifferently, "Have the people in the research department conduct phase tests and investigate the people around Clay and Zhang Ping. Make sure not to miss any information."
"Yes!"
Mist immediately answered.
The other heads seated did not question Qin Qi's words in any way. In the Sixth Base, the other party was the most powerful in control. All they had to do was unconditionally obey Qin Qi's orders.
"Marshal, should we report this matter?"
One of the lieutenant general ranked officers asked.
"No need."
Qin Qi's eyes deepened slightly, "It's just a small matter."
With a few words, the emotions of the other heads in the conference room were no longer as tight as they had been a moment ago.
The aged Wei Duo sat on his left side with his crutches. He lifted his gaze and looked over at Qin Qi.
The young base leader was calm from start to finish. Such an emotion had undoubtedly infected the other officers around him as if as long as he existed, nothing would ever happen to the Sixth Base.
Wei Duo clenched his cane.
With his understanding of Qin Qi, when Qin Qi saw that autopsy report just now, he didn't look like he didn't know anything about it.
What exactly was Qin Qi hiding?
Ya Xiao probably waited outside for nearly two hours before the long meeting ended.
The participating officers left one after another, but the marshal was slow to come out. Ya Xiao told Emily to go back first, knocked on the door himself, and only after obtaining the marshal's permission did he walk in.
Twenty points of demon value were gone at once.
Ya Xiao missed the villain so much.
Inside the conference room, apart from Qin Qi and the two adjutants, the only one left was the serious-faced Wei Duo.
Looking at this situation, it seemed like a confrontation.
Ya Xiao didn't care about this tense situation at all. He nodded at Wei Duo and stood on his feet lightly within a meter of the villain.
[Ding, collecting demon value....]
Ya Xiao's heart was satisfied, and his tail wagged along with it.
Wei Duo leaned on his cane and nodded at Ya Xiao, then gazed at Qin Qi sitting in the upper seat and snorted inwardly.
Qin Qi, the one with a lot of heart, did he think that he would not force a question on him in front of the butler?
Does he really think that he has a good face!
On the surface, Wei Duo's emotions were stable. His hands clenched his cane, but he really couldn't open his mouth.
After all, the butler was an ordinary person.
Wei Duo has been an officer all his life and cared most about the public and his military image.
"Marshal, will you come to my house tomorrow?"
An amiable smile curled up on Wei Duo's serious face, a smile that was stiff because he didn't smile often.
Qin Qi's eyes were silently questioning.
"I have something for you that belonged to your grandfather."
Wei Duo just couldn't believe that Qin Qi could still keep everything to himself without saying a word when he looked at those things of his grandfather's.
The villain's grandfather?
Ya Xiao perked up his ears to listen.
There was a long silence in the conference room.
"Got it."
A low voice ended the conversation.
The matter was settled. On the way back, Ya Xiao noticed that Qin Qi's mood didn't seem to be very high.
What was a butler supposed to do when his employer was in a low mood? Ya Xiao recalled the butler's manual that he had learned before.
Qin Qi was indeed not in a good mood at this time.
Those two human corpses, the mysterious black-haired young man who suddenly appeared, and his grandfather's belongings... were like dense threads wrapped around Qin Qi's heart.
His eyelashes were slightly drooping, and the emotions in his eyes were indistinguishable. His entire person was immersed within his own world and was unable to detach himself.
"Marshal."
Qin Qi's fingertips moved slightly. He glanced to the side, and then a soft sphere was shoved over by the butler.
He took a look at it.
It was a red eyeball.
When squeezed hard, the blood-drenched eyeball would be squeezed out with red blood, and when loosened, it would return to its original shape.
"This is an eyeball decompression toy."
The black-haired youth seemed to notice his low mood and politely consoled, "Marshal can squeeze it now if you feel bored."
Qin Qi was not very interested. In order not to disappoint the young butler who cared about him, he planned to casually deal with it.
The palm of his hand exerted force, and the eye was bloodshot.
A gurgling sound rang out, and the touch was so real that it was terrifying.
Qin Qi was silent for a moment.
"Kind of interesting."
"Right?"
Mist and Soren in the front row: ......