Inside the hotel presidential suite, the consul Kang Xingquan was having breakfast and listening to the latest report.

He had no expression on his face, drank meat porridge without sip, and almost never touched the rest of the refreshments. So his subordinates knew that he was in a bad mood and that the previous report from the head of the intelligence work was not outstanding enough.

But Kang Xingquan did not comment, and others could only pretend not to know.

Next, it was Du Shicai's turn to report on the progress of the "Black Japanese Sect", which was actually like a dime:

"According to the notification from the other side, the preliminary work of the blood sacrifice is steadily progressing, the 'spiritual materials' have been fully in place, the plasma pool has been injected 40%, the 'concentrator' has been set up, and two rounds of debugging have been completed; we also sent test personnel last night and successfully passed. When the injection reaches 60%, the formal ceremony can be held. The other side asked, do you want to go ahead and approve it?"

Kang Xingquan took the spoon and didn't say anything. After a moment, he asked: "Is this the meaning of the 'Black Sun Sect', or the local snake here? Or is it the meaning of high-energy, smart management center?"

Du Shicai's face was calm, and he lowered his head slightly, but he did not respond.

Kang Xingquan really didn't need his response, but he just chewed the already spoiled rice minced meat in his mouth, and his developed masseter muscles beating: "It seems that we have to stay here, so many people can't stand it. If they can't stand it, they can't stand it. But now there are Shang Youliang. After Lao Wu died, Zuo Tai still had to put on that detached posture. The remaining people became more and more unbearable, and they couldn't even bear it at the negotiating table..."

Du Shicai only touched a little sensitive area at this time: "Dual centers may not want us to go too far."

He said it quite tactfully, and Kang Xingquan was even more direct: "The world has changed, and Lao Zou's ambition has also risen. Perhaps he wanted to become the veritable 'Great Consul', but at this time, the reclamation team wanted to make another variable? As soon as they advance, they would like to make a 'Great Consul', which would only make people think they are easy to bully... are they easy to bully?"

This topic was too sensitive, and Du Shicai bowed his head and said nothing.

Kang Xingquan said "hey", picked up the spoon again and ate the porridge, and said vaguely: "Of course not, this planet is over, and it won't hurt them at all. At most, it will affect the wallet... Probably, who knows?"

Du Shicai spoke again, but he jumped to the topic: "The Black Japanese Sect is very concerned about the situation of Mr. Guo, but the focus is from his 'suspected ritual hallucinations' to the 'dream'."

"oh?"

"I reported to you yesterday that the 'Dream Game' has been restored. I just received the news that Mr. Guo Yuanying was hyping up some inappropriate remarks."

"Isn't he in a coma? Still dreaming?" Kang Xingquan really became interested. "Dream and coma, brain state is not the same as... Don't go around, be more specific!"

"Yes. We sent scouts to enter the 'Dream Game' to learn about it. Mr. Guo did make mistakes there, claiming to have obtained the divine enlightenment and won the Black Ridge..."

"The whispering chews the throat, which is also called Chuigu?"

Du Shicai continued to state without expression: "He said this in the 'Dream Game', and claimed that the current 'Black Sun Sect' is a pseudo-cultural religion, and he tampered with the 'Black Sun's true meaning', but he was just a poor person abandoned by the Black Sun..."

Kang Xingquan threw down the spoon again. This time he finished eating. A "ding" sound: "This statement was so dizzy that he said it, and it hit the lung tube of the Black Sun Sect? I asked me to tell you that if you were to take the hospital, wouldn't it be fine if you wake up?"

Du Shicai did not respond, and Kang Xingquan thought of himself: "Oh, the High Energy Center sent someone to watch. The more you pay attention there, the more it proves that it is not an accident... In this way, let the High Energy Center synchronize the information for us. All districts and regions need to contact each other. Well, let's go to the hospital to visit them and comfort the parents and adopted daughters who rushed over. If the person is not really dead, don't really fight."

Someone was going to arrange the itinerary, and the surrounding housekeepers and maids were also busy.

Kang Xingquan stood up and went to the living room. On the way, he remembered again: "There are personnel from the 'Black Sun Sect' in the hospital, right?"

"Yes, keep monitoring nearby."

"Since they are interested in the 'Dream Game', are they interested in Tang Li who first reported, and the office director who entered early?"

“That’s natural.”

"Then let Tang Li go there and make a noise to the Hei Ri Sect in advance, let them meet and get to know each other... By the way, you and Tang Zi are both Hei Ri's old customers, but Tang Li has been wandering around. That girl back then was really sick? I feel that your cheap brother-in-law is not that kind of person?"

Du Shicai remained silent.

This topic ended without success. Soon, Kang Xingquan and his group, along with the guards, bodyguards and others, took eight cars to form a convoy and headed towards the hospital where Mr. Guo Yuanying was located.

There are two streets left before the hospital, Kang Xingquan asked Du Shicai in the front row again: "Have Tang Li and the others arrived?"

"Rong'an Hospital is far away from here, they are five or six minutes later than us."

"I'm still spending it there, and Tang Li's face is extraordinary. If I had known it, I would have sent Lao Guo to Rong'an... Well, it's not easy for the Black Japanese Sect to install people in the designated hospital of the Intelligent Management Center."

Du Shicai was about to reply, but there was a motorcycle on the side, which was very wild and forced to turn directly from the front of the convoy.

A short alarm sounded in the car, and many people were heartbroken. Soon the bodyguard reported: "It's the driver and the motorcycle's permissions that do not match..."

In front, the motorcycle disappeared into the traffic.

The driver muttered: "Little thief."

Kang Xingquan laughed: "A little thief with a little skill... has he reported it to the Intelligent Management Center?"

The driver unexpectedly became interested in such a small matter, so he was stunned for a moment before responding: "Yes, it will be automatically reported."

Kang Xingquan laughed at Du Shicai in the passenger seat: "Look, Lao Du. Technical control and blockade do not give any gaps. No matter who it is, what civilization it is, it always blocks and what it values. If you want to live in this system, you must respect these, at least on the surface."

Du Shicai sighed: "Yes, otherwise it is another position."

Everyone is a cliché and is inspired by feelings.

But Du Shi saw it more clearly: Consul Kang, who was behind him, once again found a reason for his "system positioning", which did not change with the verbal offense to the "reclamation group".

Regardless of whether he thought so in his heart, he thought he was.

If a leader always thinks this way, it is meaningless to be wrong and correct.

Kang Xingquan is destined not to "bully" the reclamation group.

While speaking, he had already reached the entrance of the hospital. Du Shicai contacted Guo Yuanying's attending doctor, who was actually the person in charge of the Black Rising Sect here. While speaking, he caught a glimpse of a motorcycle and was carelessly lying on the trail on the side of the outer door of the hospital, without seeing the owner's shadow.

Someone has already come over without intention and exploring tentatively.
Chapter completed!