(The third male lead made a grand appearance... Call for recommendation votes. It's the weekend. The weekly recommendation list is still in the middle. Please support me. I would like to emphasize again. I don't write science fiction, I can't write, and even soft ones are not counted. This is a continent in another world, and it's clear and clear...)

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At the corner of the road outside the back door of Ewha University, an all-black aircraft was parked. The body was particularly thick. The film on the window reflected the beautiful skylight, covering everything in the car. The inside of this all-black aircraft was wonderfully without seats, but filled with various electronic instruments and... a camp bed. What's even more amazing is that several staff members in gray uniforms were watching the electronic instruments vigilantly, while on the camp bed, there was a lazy young man lying on the camp bed. The young man was about twenty-four or fifty headphones stuffed in his ears. I don't know what it was listening to, but just looking at his squinting eyes, it always made people feel that he had already fallen asleep.

If Xu Le saw the young man's behavior, he would definitely think that the boss, who also seemed lazy in any situation, could still maintain such a state in such a busy and busy working environment. If he was not a little tired of the world, he would have taken everything lightly.

A staff member took off the young man's headphones and said with a wry smile: "Team leader, even if you are too lazy to monitor, don't use public things to listen to music, okay? Otherwise, let the director know, you will be scolded again."

The young man opened his eyes and yawned. His beautiful face was covered with a hint of fatigue after a hangover. He murmured: "It's a pity that such a good thing is not to listen to music." Then, he glanced at the small light screen of the electronic instrument and asked boredly: "What's wrong? Nothing happened to that passionate young woman, right?"

"It's nothing. There are many young people coming back from S2. Why do the bureau want us to stare at her?" The staff shrugged and pointed to the direction of Ewha University and asked: "How big a female student can have?"

"Zhang Xiaomeng, just came back carelessly. If there is no problem, then I am an idiot." The young man yawned again. His name is Shi Qinghai, graduated from the First Military Academy and now works in the FBI. The staff in this all-black aircraft are all his subordinates. He looked bored at the direction of the back door of Earhua University and said casually: "A little lamb who is lost and knows how to return?... Her parents are both federal government civil servants. If there is no problem, this little lamb should have cried and threw himself into his parents' arms at the Capital Airport, rather than turning alone and returning to the university town directly. After running for more than ten days, he regained his academic qualifications."

"Why didn't she meet her parents? She is still rebellious and hasn't grown up yet. How could she be a poor girl who was knocked out of her head?" A hint of mockery flashed across Shi Qinghai's beautiful face. "Although there are a lot of useless waste in the bureau, there is no big problem in choosing this surveillance target."

As he spoke, six people in the two rows of black fleet stopped their movements in their hands. Listening to the team leader's analysis, he nodded in agreement. One person looked at Shi Qinghai and smiled and said, "Team leader, of course we know you are not an idiot."

Shi Qinghai is certainly not an idiot. He graduated from the First Military Academy with the highest score. In his first year of joining the FBI, he successfully solved several spy cases. His ability is obvious to all. If he followed this path and walked steadily, the Bureau of Investigation believed that the youngest deputy bureau-level cadre in history might have emerged. But no one expected that such a young talent would fall so quickly - an Investigation Bureau official who was addicted to alcohol and women all day long would give up his future.

"Don't drink so much wine in the future. What's the difference between those women turning off the lights? Do you need to change one every day?" Shi Qinghai's subordinate said with a headache: "Don't offend your boss, otherwise you won't be promoted sooner, and we can follow us."

"Stop talking nonsense to me, I'm not promoted to the people who follow me now? I'm too lazy to move. This university town is not very good, there are many beauties... especially young beauties..." Shi Qinghai's thin lips and skin were blurred and intoxicated, "The fresh and lively physical aura surrounds me, how can I leave?"

He got up from the single bed, rubbed his face that he forgot to wash in the morning, and said vaguely: "Any career rise is bullshit. I wish I could transfer it to the Charter Bureau. Those grandchildren would serve a computer every day and don't care about anything. It's really a good place to support the elderly."

Having said that, he still had to do the work he should do, even if it was superficial. Shi Qinghai picked up the monitor and put his ear in his ear and listened for a while. At first everything was as usual, but gradually his facial expression became wonderful, and finally turned into an unstoppable laughter.

"The concierge? I'm so jokingly laughing... Do he know that the student who was asked to wipe off his saliva was the son of the congressman?" Shi Qinghai smiled and leaned back and patted his thighs and said, "This small concierge is interesting, interesting. In this world of doggy life, it's rare to see such a serious person."

"Shh, team leader, you're a little less voice!" A team member stared at Shi Qinghai who was unconsciously angrily, and roared in a low voice: "We are in the surveillance state! Not in the cinema!"

"Oh, that's right." Shi Qinghai woke up, smiled, opened the car door with a loud bang, walked down the car, and said, "Lihua University has to keep an eye on it for at least one semester. It's so boring. I'll go see that fun little concierge."

The staff of the Investigation Bureau, exposed in the sun, looked at each other, and there was no way to deal with this crazy and absurd team leader. Looking at the sun, the young team leader was lazy and boneless, and looked like a little hooligan walking posture. The staff couldn't help but cover their eyes awkwardly. One of them murmured: "It's violated the regulations again... But why do you think the team leader looks so like a little hooligan?"

"The team leader grew up in the countryside, and his father is a farmer."

"Is that so? This is really a rare profession, but what does this have to do with the team leader hooligan?"

"Didn't George Carlin say that? The root cause of gangsters lies in the unfair distribution of wealth."

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There was no class struggle between rich students and poor small concierge at the back door of the campus of Lihua University. The male student who advocated Carlinism left in anger, and Xu Le did not pull the other party back, forcibly asked the other party to kneel on the ground and wipe his spit. If he did that, Xu Le would doubt his IQ. He just wrote a note on what happened today in accordance with the school regulations, passed it to the special mailbox of the student office through the computer, then pulled out the water pipe, and flushed the sidewalk that had just been cleaned in the morning again.

He would have walked out before because he discovered that the male student seemed to be entangled with the girl, so he would think of a way to stop it. If he hadn't seen the pair of black-framed glasses, Xu Le would have no way to remember that the girl was the one who stole his biscuits on the bus. Xu Le didn't know what Carlinism was at all, nor would he care about the negotiations between the government and the anti-government. He just felt that so many students were staring at a girl indifferently, and that girl seemed too lonely, and what made him feel even more uncomfortable was that the male student would actually block the girl's way.

Of course, the more important reason is that he knew that girl... although the girl may not remember him, although the girl was not polite to him at that time.

After cleaning the road, Xu Le took a chair, sat next to the door, and faithfully performed his work. He squinted his eyes in the warm sunshine, listening to the whistle of the chip review sounding from time to time, and seemed to be about to fall asleep comfortably. In fact, he was still thinking about when his hearing could be completed, when he could enter the library, and when he could visit those experimental sites again?

As an official of the Investigation Bureau, Shi Qinghai did not really want to meet this inconspicuous little concierge. He just spent the night with the blonde beauty last night and drank too much wine. He was so energetic that he was not comfortable enough in the marching bed of the cruising car, so he simply drove around. He bought a pack of cigarettes in the convenience store next to the school gate, lit a cigarette, and walked to the side of the road to squat down. Yu Guang glanced at the young little concierge casually.

It was this glance that Shi Qinghai's pupils shrank slightly, and he had not looked away for a long time. He stood up and walked towards Xu Le, who was sitting on the chair. After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "I really envy your job, you can bask in the sun openly every day."

Xu Le raised his head unexpectedly. He didn't expect that in this strange planet or strange place, someone would take the initiative to talk to the inconspicuous self. When he looked up, he saw green trees all over the streets and clear lights everywhere. A handsome young man in black formal clothes but wrinkled was looking at him with a smile.

"Uh... maybe it's quite comfortable." Xu Le didn't know how to answer this question, and said carefully, squinted his eyes and blocked the sun.

"Do you want one?" Shi Qinghai smiled and handed over a cigarette with a lengthened filter. Xu Le originally wanted to refuse, but suddenly he thought of the cigarette that the boss and uncle never left. He suddenly felt his heart moved, took it, came over, lit it on the lighter, and said thank you.
Chapter completed!