"The first seven..." Shang Jianyao repeated this slightly strange term, and asked curiously, "Where does this word come from?"
Xiong Ming curled his lips invisibly and said:
"It is said to be part of an old world rebirth or funeral ceremony.
"This is the field that my chief commander is in charge of."
Shang Jianyao seemed to think this was very interesting, and quickly asked:
"Besides the 'head seven', what else
"Which ones are empty? When I become a saint, I can choose one for myself."
"Ambition is not small, yes, this is the spirit that our new human beings should have." Xiong Ming nodded lightly, expressing his approval.
He seemed to have thought about this issue long ago, and his woodcarving-like eyes shone slightly:
"Currently known are 'full moon', 'hundred days', 'morning', 'spirit wake', 'funeral', 'May 7', 'weeping mourning'...
"Among them, 'Entering the funeral', 'Mourning', 'Hundred Days', and 'Funeral' are still empty. You can consider one of these four, or you can find a way to win the title of other saints."
Shang Jianyao seriously discussed with Xiong Ming which name sounds better, and then asked:
"Which department are the first seven saint teachers?"
Xiong Ming looked at Shang Jianyao for a few seconds with his eyes that didn't seem to be able to turn, and said with a low smile:
"This kind of thing, you should ask the Holy Spirit Guardian.
"I shouldn't and can't overtake it."
Holy Spirit Guardian... Shang Jianyao wrote down the name without making a sound.
This should be the most mysterious one among the several saint teachers.
"Then I'll go back and ask again." Shang Jianyao didn't force it.
He glanced at the fluorescent lamps on the ceiling and asked casually:
"How did Shen Du die
"Who made him have 'no heart disease', or look like 'no heart disease'?"
"Who is Shen Du?" Xiong Ming frowned and asked.
"Ah... that's all right." Shang Jianyao smiled.
Xiong Ming thought about it:
"At present, I haven't seen any awakened person whose ability is to make others become 'unintentional', nor does it look like it."
Shang Jianyao nodded and said without delay:
"I have to go now."
He is worried that the more he asks, the more he will be exposed, and the effect of the "reasoning clown" will be destroyed.
At such a close distance, "cardiac arrest" can directly kill people.
Moreover, he also got the most critical information, so there is no need to stay.
Xiong Ming, who was wearing a black woolen shirt, raised his hand with a smile and waved:
"goodbye."
"Goodbye." Shang Jian Yao smiled brightly with sunshine, and waved his palms with enthusiasm and force.
Saying goodbye to Xiong Ming, he entered the corresponding elevator, swiped his card and pressed the number "647".
…
Because this is only the second round of training courage, Jiang Baimian still hides in the next door in a self-abuse style. If something is wrong, he will appear immediately to appease the team members.
However, it was not yet 8 o'clock, and it was still early before the lights were turned off. Jiang Baimian was lying on a sofa in a relaxed manner, looking at the materials that he had brought in advance.
"I'm a person who likes to worry too much." Seeing Shang Jianyao coming in, Jiang Baimian muttered loudly.
She immediately put away her randomly placed legs and sat upright:
"How is it? Is there any gain?"
She knew that Shang Jianyao would go to Xiong Ming to make friends tonight.
This is one of the reasons why she stayed on the 647th floor tonight.
If this is not the case, in case Shang Jianyao obtains important, critical and urgent information, he cannot submit it immediately.
Sometimes, the opportunity is fleeting.
"He admitted that he was the one who killed Wang Yafei." Shang Jianyao said the key point first.
Then, he sat on the chair opposite the sofa and repeated Xiong Ming's words as completely as possible.
Jiang Baimian originally sounded serious, but the words "the first seven saints" seemed to have some kind of magic power, which instantly defeated her psychological defense and made her laugh uncontrollably:
"Haha, your sect, haha, the name is really a genius!
"I have read the descriptions of funerals in some books in the old world. Who would have thought that some people would use the links as their own titles, haha, it's so funny, haha, don't you think this is full of incongruity?"
After laughing for a while, Jiang Baimian covered his stomach and said "seriously":
"Xiong Ming still doesn't know enough about funerals, I think there is a title that you will definitely like.
"Sing the Holy Master, sing scriptures for funerals."
Shang Jianyao listened intently and shook his head:
"Team leader, this is a very serious matter."
At this moment, Jiang Baimian seemed to have the feeling that both sides had taken the wrong script again.
"Ah? What did you say?" She patted her ear habitually. "Well, this matter involves two lives, and we can't deviate from the main point."
Shang Jianyao responded seriously:
"Taking titles is serious."
"..." Jiang Baimian took a sharp breath and looked up and down Shang Jianyao several times, as if looking for where to start.
After a few seconds, she exhaled turbid air and said in a serious tone:
"Since Xiong Ming has admitted, our guesses have been confirmed, and he is obviously unwilling to reveal the true identity of the saint behind him, so let's report the matter as soon as possible.
"Continuing the investigation, the danger is very high, it is easy to expose, there is no need for this."
Shang Jianyao did not insist:
"it is good."
Jiang Baimian leaned back slightly, put his right fist between his mouth and nose, and put on a thinking posture:
"The question now is how to report it and to whom.
"I don't want to be a 'mindless one'."
Shen Du is a foreshadowing.
Before Shang Jianyao could speak, she laughed at herself and said:
"The other party is like being shrouded in fog and hiding in the dark. We have no way of knowing who is their member and who is not."
"I am." Shang Jianyao answered with great certainty.
"..." Jiang Baimian was at a loss for words, "I mean, now I can't even be sure that there are no members of the 'Life Sacrifice' in the senior management of the Ministry of Security or the members of the board of directors. If it is reported to them, it will be a big trouble."
Shang Jianyao thought about it for a while, and said confidently:
"I have a way."
"What way?" Jiang Baimian was ready to get a strange answer.
She didn't stop it because she thought it might bring inspiration. After all, Shang Jianyao's angle of thinking about problems is indeed different from that of normal people.
Shang Jianyao said eagerly:
"Sneak into the radio station, control Houyi, and broadcast this news in the middle of the hourly news.
"When the time comes, everyone can hear it, and those high-level executives who are not 'life sacrificial' will take action immediately!"
Jiang Baimian listened carefully, pondered it carefully, and blurted out:
"Huh, this method still looks decent.
"This idea is really good, good.
"Since the 'Rite of Life' has not yet controlled the company and dared not swagger to preach, it means that they are a minority, and even if there are high-level people who are their people, there are definitely not many people. As long as we make this news public, let the majority of high-level executives. Knowing that, the difficulty of their troubles will skyrocket, and they will even have to keep trying to survive."
Shang Jianyao got up immediately:
"I'll go now!"
"Stop!" Jiang Baimian called the guy in time.
She said angrily:
"I just said that the idea is good, but I didn't say that it is feasible!"
"I can easily sneak into the radio station." Shang Jianyao said that the feasibility of the plan is very high.
"I know, you have a 'reasoning clown', if there are other uses, you can really change this ability to 'make a friend'." Jiang Baimian sighed helplessly, "The problem is that doing so will make What are the consequences."
She raised her fingers and analyzed Shang Jianyao one by one:
"It does solve the 'Rite of Life' thing.
"But it's broadcast like this to let everyone know that the company can't pick up and put down the members of the lower-level clergy, aren't they the ones you want to protect
"Moreover, how do you make them bear the strange eyes of the surrounding employees
"This is a big aspect. In a small way, do you think the company won't check the radio station afterwards? At that time, they can easily confirm that you are an Awakened.
"Isn't this what you always wanted to hide? Then, I will definitely be punished for helping you hide the secret of the Awakened, or get an 'unknown' evaluation."
Shang Jian Yao was silent for a few seconds, then sat down again.
"I'm not too afraid now that the company knows that I am an awakener, but I am only worried about being transferred from the 'old tune group'." He stated his current thoughts.
Jiang Baimian said "um":
"Don't worry, you don't need to be exposed for the time being.
"Your idea gave me a simpler and better way."
"What?" Shang Jianyao asked in cooperation.
Jiang Baimian smiled:
"That would be sending an email to every board member, every top security officer, telling the whole story."
"E-mail?" Shang Jianyao had learned this term in textbooks and practiced it in college.
"Yes." Jiang Baimian nodded, "I would say that my team member Shang Jianyao was awakened by Wang Yafei's death and reported to me the 'Rite of Life' sect. According to medical statistics, it was inferred that there were awakened people involved, and it was on the 478th floor. Then, Shang Jianyao determined that the suspect was Xiong Ming through questioning the parties and visiting on the spot."
Having said that, Jiang Baimian sighed:
"This is the email I'm going to send.
"But if Xiong Ming is caught and tells you, your identity as an Awakener will be exposed. Fortunately, you don't mind too much."
Shang Jianyao said with a serious face:
"I didn't tell Xiong Ming that I was an Awakened.
"I just say he has special abilities and I have special abilities too.
"His special ability is that his eyes cannot move, and my special ability is that he has a mental problem."
"...Do you think the company will believe that Xiong Ming is so easy to be with you?" Jiang Baimian covered his forehead.
She got up immediately:
"I'll go back and email now.
"You're ready to be questioned tonight."
Shang Jianyao nodded, didn't say more, took the elevator back to the 495th floor.
Under the light of the street lights, he arrived at No. 196, Area B, like a walk.
He was about to take out the key and walked towards the door, when he suddenly saw a figure out of the corner of his eye.