Yaxiao was as energetic as ever and never complained about his uncle's efficiency. It seemed that even if his uncle didn't find out anything, it didn't matter because Yaxiao would always cover for him.
The system was deeply moved. It adjusted its reading glasses, concealed its emotions, and spoke of its own guess:
[The first day of the border meeting had just ended. Xiaochen, as a reporter for the newspaper, was responsible for interviewing the people at the base about their feelings. After the interview, she did not go home but immediately went to a bar not far from the butler's meeting room.]
[Inside the bar, Xiaochen did not do anything strange except ordering two drinks. She has now left the bar and returned home.]
[In fact, it is reasonable for Xiaochen to go to the bar to relax after a day's work. ]
Therefore, the system was unable to determine whether there was anything strange about the bar, but Xiaochen's behavior of rushing to the bar in such a hurry and ordering two drinks when he was the only one there was indeed a little suspicious.
Yaxiao seemed to be enjoying the scenery outside the window, thinking about what Fourth Uncle said. After a few seconds, he made a decision: [Fourth Uncle, I will go to the bar tonight to investigate. Thank you for continuing to help me monitor Xiaochen.]
[Okay, host!]
The system nodded, reminded the host to be careful, and then cut off contact with the host.
Emily, who was sitting in the driver's seat, noticed that Yaxiao was looking out the window without saying a word, and thought that he felt that he was driving too fast but was too embarrassed to say it.
If it was any other butler, Emily would not have paid any attention, but the thin butler next to her was different from those cowards. Thinking of the bright smile that Yaxiao usually gave her, Emily hesitated for a moment and slowed down the car imperceptibly.
The black-haired butler next to him noticed something, turned around belatedly, and asked curiously: "Emily, is the hovercraft broken?"
There was a hint of loss in his puzzled eyes.
It's obvious that he didn't dislike the speed just now.
Emily was silent for a moment, then she turned her hand and the hovercraft rushed out like a silver lightning.
“It turns out it’s not broken.”
Yaxiao was satisfied and turned around to continue admiring the scenery receding outside the car window.
After hearing this, Emily's favorable impression of the housekeeper continued to grow. If the other party said so, she didn't have to worry about anything anymore. She stepped on the road and increased her speed to the maximum speed limit.
The car was speeding all the way. Emily was having a great time driving and Yaxiao next to her was also very happy riding in the car. The twenty-minute journey was compressed into ten minutes.
After returning to the temporary residence, Yaxiao asked Emily to go back and rest. He smiled and said, "I just sent a message to the marshal. He will be back soon. I will wait for him here."
Emily did not refuse. The whole building was filled with people from the Sixth Base, so it was impossible for anything to happen to Yaxiao.
On the other side, the four marshals who had just finished the meeting were sitting in the same hovercraft.
Their relationship is not very good, but as marshals of the border base, no matter how unfriendly they are, the four of them must stand on the same front in front of the camera and maintain superficial friendship.
Of course, they won't care about anything in private.
Wen Bol was a proud person who cared a lot about his reputation. Because he was in the wrong, he had to agree to Qin Qi's search of his fourth base. This made him feel very aggrieved and filled with resentment and anger.
This emotion could not be dissipated even after the meeting. Wen Bol held his chin high, looked irritated at everything he saw, and stared at Qin Qi opposite him with displeasure.
The man closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair with his back straight, and refused any conversation. There was not a single flaw in his body.
Wenbol spent a long time picking out the thorns but couldn't find a place to attack, so he settled for the next best thing and turned to look at his companion Westa, who was sitting next to the man and had a very good relationship with him.
Unlike the meticulous Qin Qi, Wista, as the marshal of the Fifth Base, was full of flaws from head to toe. Not only was he humming a song and crossing his legs, he was also folding pink paper cranes in his hands to show his girlish style.
Seeing this, Wenbol looked at him with contempt and said sarcastically:
"Which lady is Marshal Wista going to propose to?"
Wista's hands remained unchanged, and without even raising his face from behind the sunglasses, he casually said, "Of course it's my beautiful sweetheart."
"I sincerely hope that lady doesn't agree to it."
Wenbol laughed and said, "After all, your love is very cheap. How many days have passed since you last confessed your love to a woman and got rejected? Five days? Three days?"
"Oh, now I remember, you were rejected yesterday, right? Did you change your target right away? God, the lady you proposed to is so unfortunate."
Vista's fingers paused as she folded the paper cranes.
Qin Qi, who was sitting next to him, also opened his eyes.
Marshal Lu Chuanxi of the Eighth Base, who was sitting next to Wen Bol, was originally studying the information of new weapons on the optical computer.
Hearing this, he glanced at Wenbol who was seeking his own death and moved away, not wanting to be dragged into this storm at all.
Sure enough, the next second, Westa's mocking voice sounded: "It's normal that you don't understand. It's impossible for you, a little brat who has to go home to find your dad when you lose a bet, to understand our adult world."
"Who's looking for daddy?!"
When Wenbol heard this, his face turned red, his eyes were filled with flames of anger, and his left hand, which had been replaced by a mechanical arm, opened. With a click, a coin-sized mechanical black hole appeared in the palm of his hand, pointing at Wistar, and holding back his anger: "Are you looking for death?!"
Wista snorted lightly, not showing any fear at all. He carefully put the paper crane he had folded into the bag beside him, and a dazzling smile appeared on his face behind the sunglasses:
"Then you must kill with one strike."
"If I don't die, I will definitely bleed. If my sunglasses happen to be broken by you, I will not show mercy when I lose control."
Wista is a taboo person numbered BFE07. He will lose control once he sees human blood. He usually wears sunglasses at all times to avoid losing control.
Wenbol was provoked by him and was furious. He wanted to kill the other person directly, but his reason kept reminding him not to do so. Seeing the other person's fearless smile, Wenbol could only retract his arm angrily.
"I'm not afraid of you. If we weren't on the hovercraft, I would definitely take action directly."
Wista curled his lips when he saw this, and was about to say something, but then he heard a cold voice with a hint of warning coming from the side:
"Wista."
"Okay, okay, I got it."
Vista knew that Qin Qi was hinting at him not to ruin their relationship, so he nodded perfunctorily, took out a piece of pink origami from his pocket and continued to fold his paper cranes.
After the farce just now, there was silence in the hovercraft for a long time, until the hovercraft stopped and Qin Qi walked out.
The other marshals did not get off the car, as their residence was not in the same place as the Sixth Base.
Just as the hovercraft was about to start, the Fourth Base Marshal Wenbol turned his head and saw through the car window that a black-haired boy with a delicate face trotted to Qin Qi's side. The two stood together and said something, then walked into the building together.
The atmosphere seems quite harmonious.
"Is that Qin Qi's housekeeper?"
Wenbol looked at Westa, his eyes and eyebrows full of arrogance.
Even though he had just had an argument with Westa not long ago, when he asked the question now, his attitude was still as matter-of-fact as if the other party had to answer him.
This is what Wista can't stand the most about Wenbol.
The Fourth Base was really arrogant from top to bottom, but thinking that he would have to maintain a superficial relationship in front of the camera tomorrow, Westa did not talk back and just hummed while folding paper.
"That butler looks quite young."
Wen Bol withdrew his gaze. It was really unfortunate that such a thin butler had to serve Qin Qi.
However, it is an honor and obligation for ordinary people to serve the taboo people, and they should feel happy, even if the person they serve is Qin Qi.
Westar on the opposite side looked up and saw Wenbol's unchanged arrogant expression. He clicked his tongue, continued to cross his legs and fold his paper cranes, intending to send this debt collector to his destination and leave quickly.
Drive an extra car tomorrow, he shouldn't sit with Wenbol anymore.
At the same time, Yaxiao finally waited for Qin Qi to come back from the meeting, and happily followed him upstairs.
"What will it be like to talk to the butler?"
"Interesting."
Yaxiao curled his eyes and said, "The housekeepers at the base all have very good personalities."
"Yeah?"
Qin Qi's gaze swept across Yaxiao's smiling blue eyes, and it really didn't seem like he was forcing it.
Among his three previous butlers, only two had participated in butler talks to run for butler representative, but they both came back every day exhausted and depressed. Yaxiao was the opposite of them.
"As long as you like it."
Qin Qi would not force the butler to run for the position of butler representative. As long as the other party did not intend to resign before the spring meeting, he would not make any unnecessary demands.
So far, Yaxiao has done everything perfectly.
When Yaxiao thought of the scene at the meeting where the two bases were arguing as if they were about to fight at the next second, the smile in his eyes deepened. He nodded heavily, raised his head and asked curiously: "Marshal, did everything go well at the border meeting?"
Qin Qi hummed, his expression calm.
His emotions seemed normal, so things should be going smoothly. Yaxiao thought about it, and after getting the other party's consent, he held the sensor on Qin Qi's wrist to record the other party's current TH value.
In the lower section of the high-risk area, the curve is stable.
This meant that the Marshal was temporarily stable in all aspects, and Yaxiao finally felt relieved.
Qin Qi's gaze paused for a moment on Yaxiao's blue eyes filled with pure joy, then he moved away as if unintentionally, raised his hand and turned the sensor on his wrist to move it into position.
The elevator door opens.
The two entered the room together, and Yaxiao was still planning to go to the bar to investigate.
But there is no rush for this matter, as it can only be implemented at night. What he has to do now is to perform his duties as a butler and absorb the demon value at the same time.
"Marshal, what would you like to have for dinner?"
Yaxiao poured Qin Qi a cup of coffee and asked.
"random."
Qin Qi rubbed his eyeballs in his hands, seeming a little bored and trying to kill time.
There is a restaurant in the building. Yaxiao knows that if Qin Qi says it's casual, it really means it. He just needs to choose food that doesn't bother the other party.
After finishing the meal, Yaxiao stayed with Qin Qi for two or three hours. When the other party was about to go to bed at nine o'clock, he took the opportunity to suggest leaving.
"See you tomorrow, Marshal."
Yaxiao's blue eyes curved.
"See you tomorrow."
Qin Qi watched his back as he left. In fact, the butler was always very quiet when he was in the room and seldom disturbed him, but perhaps because he always looked very happy, his presence was always very noticeable.
One can't help but feel that he is not alone.
Qin Qi's eyes darkened slightly, and before he could say anything, the housekeeper who was about to open the door and leave turned around and looked at Qin Qi hesitantly:
"marshal?"
Qin Qi raised his eyes and looked over.
"Do you want to listen to a bedtime story or a lullaby today?" Yaxiao looked sincere and said, "I am always at your service."
He had only accumulated four demon points throughout the whole day, and Yaxiao felt that he should earn more.
Qin Qi was silent for a moment.
"No, I don't need it."
"All right."
Yaxiao felt a little sorry, but after all, he still had a mission to do so he didn't bother with the marshal. After returning to the room, he locked the door and bought the Great Demon Experience Voucher directly from the system mall as planned.
He closed his blue eyes and sensed the fluctuations around him. The villain had already fallen asleep. Although the eighth floor where his subordinates lived in the building was still making noise, they would not come to find him at this time unless there was a special situation.
Now is a good time to leave.
Yaxiao thought about it and directly opened the system panel.
[Ding, 'Big Devil Experience Voucher' x1 has been successfully used]
A ball of light condensed in the room, and the flickering points of light lingered around the boy. After a moment, the ball of light gradually dissipated, and the boy standing there disappeared, replaced by a fair-skinned young man.
The young man with a scorpion braid hanging behind his waist slowly opened his eyes, and fine light and shadows surged in his blue eyes, revealing a quiet and mysterious beauty.
Yaxiao looked down at his slender fingers, then went to the bathroom. After making sure that his tail and wings were folded up, he nodded with relief.
The place he was going to this time was a bar. As there were too many ordinary people coming and going, he certainly couldn't show his tail and wings as he pleased if he wanted to spy secretly. Although it was a bit uncomfortable, he could barely endure it.
Yaxiao changed into clothes that were convenient for movement, turned around, pushed open the window, stepped on the windowsill, and jumped down. The sound of the wind lingered in his ears. At the moment he was about to land, he tiptoed slightly and jumped onto the branch like a nimble cat.
According to Fourth Uncle, the bar was near the butler's conversation hall. Yaxiao pulled up the map, circulated magic power in his body, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The demon's teleportation was much faster than the hovercraft. In just a split second, Yaxiao appeared at the door of the bar.
The Fifth Base was famous for its freedom. Unlike the Sixth Base, which only had complete infrastructure, there were numerous entertainment and leisure venues here. The bar in front of him was the most famous one in the Fifth Base. Just by standing at the door, he could hear the deafening music and feel the lively atmosphere inside.
He curved his eyes and walked in.
The light in the bar was dim. Many people were members of the Fifth Base, both men and women, wearing sky blue military uniforms. Curses were mixed in their laughter. The other group were ordinary people from the Fifth Base. They were not afraid that the taboo people might hurt them, and they laughed and joked with them, arm in arm.
Yaxiao is handsome and beautiful. Logically speaking, he should be the center of attention in this noisy bar, but the people around him seemed to be unable to see him and did not react at all.
The black-haired young man's blue eyes were slightly curved as he walked briskly among the crowd. He heard something, his ears twitched, and he paused slightly, then turned his head to look at the staff lounge behind the bar.
To be precise, it should be the entrance leading to the underground in the lounge.
In the basement of the bar, a middle-aged man dressed as a bartender was talking on the phone with his companion.
"I've had enough!"
The middle-aged man's eyes were red. "When can we take action?! Qin Qi is in that building. If I detonate the bomb now, I can die with him, right? Why are you stopping me?"
The man's voice was hoarse and dry, as if he had been dissuaded by the person opposite him, but he still choked and said unwillingly: "I'm not afraid of death. It's okay even if I go alone. Anyway, my woman and children are dead. Now I have nothing to worry about. It's worth it to avenge them in the end."
"The main communicator is here with me. As long as I issue an order to start the battle immediately, you can't stop me."
As he spoke, Elder laughed nervously a few times, then cut off the light brain.
His woman, his children.
Elder took out his pocket watch and looked at the photos in the interlayer. He was a little dazed. The scene of the woman holding the child and standing in the sunflower field waving at him to take a photo was still vivid in his memory. In the blink of an eye, he was the only one left.
Elder's eyes were sore and his throat was rolling up and down. Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder. Elder's body stiffened instantly. When he turned around in panic, a black-haired young man with a scorpion braid nodded politely at him, with a curious tone:
"Can you tell me what the master communicator you mentioned is?"
(End of this chapter)