Tea room

"It's too much!"

Zhou Ya's face turned red, and she poured tea for herself one cup after another.

Jiujiu, who was yawning to pick up boiling water and make coffee, looked at Zhou Ya with a strange look.

"Sister Ya, what happened? Who made you angry?"

Zhou Ya glanced at Jiujiu angrily,

"It's not that Taichang Temple yet! The recent attacks of evil spirits are almost the sum of the previous few years!"

Then she sighed again,

"Oh... Forget it, I don't have any tangible evidence to prove that he has something to do with these events, but it's a coincidence that he's here now."

"Ao, Taichang Temple," Jiujiu looked at Zhou Ya in a daze, not knowing how to solve her, so she had to change the topic, "Is it the oldest secret organization in Dongtu?"

Then her eyes shone brightly, "It is said that the Li Tang royal family was supported by them. After the fall of Tang, they took all the treasures collected by the Tang royal family and could not escape from the world. They also had a Star Picking Tower that collected all treasures from ancient and modern times. Anyone who is destined to enter the building can randomly obtain a treasure."

"Although they are also supporters of the Li Tang royal family and have become the official extraordinary organization of the Tang central court. The current organizational structure directly follows the Taichang Temple organizational structure of the Tang Dynasty, but it is still too much to say that the Li Tang royal family was supported by them."

Zhou Ya said slowly.

"Then do they really have a Star Picking Tower? As long as they are destined to enter, they can get a treasure."

Jiujiu asked curiously with her hands on the table.

"It would be great if they were really so generous. Moreover, Zhaixing Tower is not a treasure house. It is the place where they store seals. Not to mention a treasure, it would be a good luck if they were not killed by the seal inside."

Zhou Ya glanced at Jiujiu strangely, "Where did you hear these strange legends? When you were in school, you didn't choose Professor Yang's "Introduction to the Development of Major Modern Secret Organizations"?"

"I chose," Jiujiu stuck out her tongue, "I have been carrying too much, so I can't carry it, and then I hang up."

"How come you can die? As long as you go to the exam and then sign in, Professor Yang will give it to you."

Zhou Ya is a bit incredible. Although "Introduction to the Development of Major Secret Organizations in Modern Times" is difficult, Professor Yang is so nice! He is one of the most popular teachers in Chang'an College.

“I wasn’t here when I signed in…”

Jiujiu blushed and lowered her head.

"How many classes have you passed?"

Looking at Jiujiu's appearance, Zhou Ya asked tentatively.

“I…I took a lesson…”

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Co-written is equivalent to not learning, right?

Zhou Ya looked at Jiujiu helplessly. "Introduction to the Development of Major Modern Secret Organizations" is almost a compulsory exercise for the foundation field workers. It can help staff make the most effective judgments in a timely manner when encountering secret organizations.

"So why did you choose to come to the field?"

"Ah," Jiujiu was silent for a moment, then whispered, "I want to save people."

Zhou Ya looked at the hearing aids on her ears and remained silent. Then she sighed,

"Is your book "Introduction to the Development of Major Secret Organizations in Modern Times" still there?"

"Ah? It's here."

"I'll apply to Professor Yang to see if he can take some time every week to make up for you remote lessons, and the lesson fees will be transferred from the foundation's account."

"Ah?! I still need to make up for the lessons?!"

"What, I don't study hard in school. You don't want to give you a chance to make up for your lessons? Go and go, go and continue to draw your fairy brother. I will be even worse when I look at you."

Zhou Ya put down the teacup in her hand and waved her hand to drive away the person.

"Hehe," Jiujiu smiled foolishly, walked out with coffee. As soon as she arrived at the door, she turned around, "Sister Ya, is it time to make up classes or time to get off work?!"

"What's wrong? You still want to use your working hours to make up for yourself?" Zhou Ya was so angry that she waved her hand impatiently, "Let's go, don't get angry, my chest hurts."

Jiujiu walked out two steps and had disappeared. Zhou Ya was about to pick up the teacup and get up, but she didn't expect Jiujiu to fall back again.

"So what's wrong?"

"Sister Ya, thank you."

"Ha, stinky girl."

Zhou Ya picked up the teacup and drank a sip of tea, but a smile appeared on her face.

Then she picked up the empty tea cup next to her and made a new cup of tea.

It's been an hour since Qin Zhenshou and the others should have had almost finished chatting.

When Zhou Ya returned to the office, she happened to meet Xia Yan.

Xia Yan nodded at her, and she had no choice but to nod.

When I opened the door, I happened to see Qin Zhenshou using two fingers to click on the computer.

"Qin Zhenguan, is there something wrong with Taichang Temple?"

Zhou Ya put the tea on the table.

"They lost things," the old man thought for a moment, "what they lost was a big thing."

"Hmm? Will it affect Baicheng?"

What Zhou Ya is most concerned about is whether it will have an impact on Baicheng.

"I don't know now," the old man shook his head and leaned against the sofa. "He refused to say it. The more he refused to say it, the bigger the thing, and it would be troublesome if it was the thing I thought."

"What is Qin Zhenshou?!"

Zhou Ya asked tentatively.

"I have no idea."

The old man smiled and replied slowly.

"Ah?" Zhou Ya was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "Can you not say it?"

"If I know what it is, I will report it according to the foundation's regulations. If the foundation knows it, it means that the whole world knows it." The old man smiled.

"But..." Zhou Ya wanted to say that if she didn't report it to the foundation, she wouldn't be able to investigate openly, but she stopped halfway through her words. If such things were precious enough, so precious that even some upper-level members of the foundation could not control themselves,

"You mean, it would be even more dangerous to report this to the Foundation?"

The old man did not answer, but looked at Zhou Ya.

"Xiao Ya girl, the foundation has been established too short. Although you young people have grown up, the time is still too short, so short that old guys like me have not yet died.

And in this world, there are some damn old guys who always don’t want to die.”

The old man stood up and paced for a while.

"Xiao Ya girl, you don't have to hide it too much, don't worry, he will cooperate with you.

Then, if you find me a pen and a letter, I have to write a few letters to invite some old friends to come to Baicheng to see me, the dying old guy."

"OK,"

Zhou Ya nodded. She probably understood the old man's meaning. Xia Yan would not say anything explicitly, but when he was looking for something, he did not reject the foundation and joined in the name of protection.

"By the way, Qin Zhenshou, why don't you call your old friend? Is it not trustworthy for our internal phone?"

"ah?"

The old man looked at Zhou Ya in surprise, then slapped his head,

"I forgot, I went to the intranet to find their contact information,"

The old man sits in front of the computer.

"By the way, Xiaoya girl, what is the video of the European Casino Royale on the cover of your computer? Is the foundation's internal investigation information?"
Chapter completed!