Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

"Yes."

Karasuma Soshin's brows relaxed, and a smile spread from his eyes.

"You are now also a senior code member, so of course you have to submit reports."

Xiang was about to say that he had never written such a report before when he suddenly remembered.

The last time I needed to write such a report was eight years ago.

At that time, he had just turned 12 and was not a senior code member, so of course he did not need to write a report.

Moreover, he neither holds power nor an important position in the equipment group.

Even if you are promoted to a senior code member, your life will be no different from when you were just a junior code member.

As for reports, let alone this kind of transactional summary report, Xiang has never even written a serious task report required by the organization after each mission.

Most of the time, it is written by a temporary partner, and a small number of times it is written by other senior executives of the equipment group.

Who it is specifically depends on who is the highest-ranking person in the equipment group branch in the area where his mission is located.

Occasionally, Karasuma Soshin would help Xiang write something.

Therefore, when Karasuma Soshin instructed this matter through video conference before, Xiang just responded following the crowd.

But even if you don't pass, you still have to submit the report.

Especially when he learned that Wuhuan Cangxin was going back to Ying Country, his mind was full of this matter, and he didn't even remember to write a report.

Karasuma Soshin had long guessed that Xiang would forget about this matter. Seeing Xiang hesitate, he told him with an evasive look that he had not written it yet, but comforted him in a gentle tone:

"It doesn't matter. The time node I gave to other people is 8 a.m. in Tokyo time. For you, I'll calculate it according to London time."

After glancing at the large clock on the wall, Karasuma Soshin continued speaking.

“It’s 8:42 pm now, and there are still eleven hours until 8 am tomorrow.

I believe you can hand in the report to me before eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

Seeing the expectation in Karasuma Soshin's eyes, Xiang immediately turned around and went back to the house with confidence.

Then he just turned on the computer and fell into silence facing the blank document page.

How to write the title at the beginning of the report?

What is the format?

He seems to have nothing to write?

After thinking for ten minutes without coming up with any results, Xiang took out his cell phone and began to seek help.

Soon, the senior executives of the equipment groups in different countries and time zones all knew that the favorite of their equipment group was worried about a personal summary report.

How could they let the darling of their department show an unhappy expression?

Then we must immediately resolve the issue that makes the group pet unhappy.

So, the senior executives of the equipment group who had the same idea, including Toru Amuro, set up a chat room directly on the organization's intranet at the instigation, cough, suggestion of Diogenes.

We plan to pool everyone's resources and provide online guidance for writing reports.

Except for Karasuma Soshin, the leader of the equipment group, who did not participate, all the other senior executives of the equipment group actively participated.

Even McCarron, who was in charge of the investigation, was there and spoke actively.

As the number of people increases, the number of opinions also increases.

It is not easy to reach unity.

So the chat room, which was supposed to have a relaxed teaching style, suddenly became very noisy.

Diogenes, who usually observes gentlemanly etiquette, looked at Macallan's twisted theories and wanted to crawl through the Internet to fight with Macallan.

He was sitting in front of the computer in his pajamas, typing away on the keyboard and cursing angrily.

Sitting on a stool in the corner of the interrogation room, McAllen listened to the screams beside his ears and raised his hand to wipe the warm blood spots that had just flown onto his face.

Then he continued to talk about his experience in writing reports, and called Diogenes' report a "stargazing" fish.

Diogia, who had just comforted himself not to bother with a psychopath, was immediately broken.

Yamazaki favors Hibiki for no reason, saying that everything he writes is well written.

The problem is that I have only written one line of title until now.

Toru Amuro could still hold it in at first, and just stood aside and watched others speak.

Later, I saw that Yamazaki had been arguing with others in the chat room for a long time, but Xiang still only wrote one line of title, and said, "I'll help you write it."

In the end, I couldn't help it, so I rolled up my sleeves and rushed to the front line.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who called for breakfast three times, looked at You Xunran, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room in an agitated mood, in confusion, thinking that something had happened.

When I got closer, he was silent at first. After I understood what was going on, he said:

"Can I join this chat room?"

Toru Amuro paused in typing and his eyes lit up instantly.

So, Yamazaki, who had just thought that Bourbon on the other side had finally quieted down, looked at the code name of the new speaker with a puzzled look, and then glanced at the list of members in the chat room.

No, how did Scotland get into the chat room?

And this tone, this speech, what kind of magic potion has Bourbon poured on Scotland.

Didn't she remember that Scotland was a cold-faced, taciturn sniper who didn't like to talk to anyone?

Why are you talking so much now?

Soon, Diogenes and others also discovered that Scotland had appeared in the chat room.

But when these people thought about the pile of hot posts on the gossip forum, no one thought there was anything wrong with Scotland appearing in the equipment group's chat room.

At most, I feel like my stomach is a little full.

Occasionally, there are people behind the screen who feel it’s a pity that the couple that is being fed food is not their favorite couple.

Toru Amuro and Keimitsu Morobushi stood on the same front, but others in the chat room were not to be outdone and continued to stick to their own statements.

So, when Karasuma Soshin woke up early the next morning, he saw a flaxen curly-haired boy with dark circles under his eyes.

After looking around in surprise, Karasuma Soshin's mouth curled up slightly:

"From the looks of it, you should have written a very good report.

I’ll have to take a closer look later.”

Xiang lowered his eyes guiltily.

"My Lord, I write very badly, so you'd better not read it."

"You're still so humble to me. Look, you have dark circles under your eyes. You must have worked hard all night.

After breakfast, go back to your room and take a nap. "

Xiang didn't say anything else.

It is true that he stayed up all night yesterday, but that was not because of writing the report.

After finishing breakfast with Karasuma Soshin nervously, Hibiki, who was completely unaware that he had a stomach full of vegetables, watched Karasuma Soshin sitting on the sofa in the living room with a cup of coffee.

Open the laptop that I left in the living room last night.

Sitting in the same position as last night, Karasuma Soshin opened his email.

Ignore the reports submitted by other senior executives of the equipment group that I had already seen last night.

Karasuma Soshin brought the coffee cup to his mouth and opened the only unread email in his mailbox.

The next second, Karasuma Soshin, who had just brought the coffee cup to his lips, stopped what he was doing.

As Xiang's expression became more and more nervous, he looked up in confusion:

"You worked all night, and the result is this report that doesn't even have a hundred words?"

Xiang couldn't find a reason to explain.

In other words, he felt that Karasuma Soshin would definitely not reply to his explanation.

I carefully removed the title and signature from the report and read through the content which actually contained only fifty words.

Karasuma Soshin first took a sip of coffee and then began to analyze:

"If you were writing alone, there's no way you could write just a few words in a whole night.

If I had only found one external aid, I wouldn't have written so little.

So, you find a lot of them at the same time, but they have different opinions and start arguing about it.

Judging from the dark circles under your eyes, all the senior executives of the equipment group must have gotten involved. You argued for the entire night but still couldn’t come to a conclusion.

By the time you reacted, it was already daybreak, so you wrote these in a hurry and handed them to me hastily.

That’s right.”

Hibiki nodded dejectedly.

"Okay, the report is submitted, breakfast is eaten, go back and catch up on some sleep."

"Sir, you won't punish me?"

Xiang asked in confusion while waiting for Karasuma Soshin to punish him.

"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten about it. I have to punish you."

Karasuma Soshin seemed to have just realized this.

“You don’t seem to have grown in height this year.

I will punish you by making you drink two glasses of milk and eat more vegetables every day for the next ten days."

The sound was like a bolt from the blue.

But he knew that Karasuma Soshin would never take back what he had said, so he could only go back to his room with a worried face and catch up on his sleep.

On the other side, Toru Amuro and Keimitsu Morobushi, who had been arguing with other senior executives of the equipment group for most of the day, ate breakfast as lunch.

The dining atmosphere was a bit awkward.

The two men realized belatedly that they were there to guide Xiang in writing the report, not to quarrel with others.

The problem was that when they discovered it, Xiang was no longer in the chat room.

After converting the time, it is already past seven o'clock in Ying Country. I don't know what Xiang's report looks like.

Toru Amuro absentmindedly shoveled rice into his mouth.

Suddenly, he heard an email alert from his cell phone.

After swallowing the food in his mouth, Toru Amuro opened his email.

The next second, an unread email with Whiskey clearly written on the sender column caught his eye.

When he clicked on it, he was so shocked by the content that he almost dropped his phone into the soup bowl.

After fumbling to steady the phone, Toru Amuro looked at the content of the email again, then handed the phone to the curious Morobushi Keimitsu with a depressed look on his face.

"It's over."

What's over?

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked over and expressed the same sentiment the next second.

"It's over."

Reading this report really makes people feel dizzy.

Whiskey definitely knew that they had received Hibiki's request for help before.

To guide the writing of the report, get together online.

As a result, they quarreled so much that they put their business aside.

Finally, Xiang gave him this report.

The report is sent now, which means they are here to hold someone accountable.

The two guilty people didn't know how to explain. The same was true for other senior executives of the equipment group who had also received emails from Karasuma Soshin and seen Xiang's report.

Diogenes sat on the bed in his bedroom for a long time.

Decided to put the blame on McAllen.

If it weren't for that lunatic McAllen, how could he have forgotten the important matter.

Coincidentally, Macallan had the same idea.

Yamazaki read Xiang's report carefully over and over again.

I opened a blank email, but couldn't write a single word for a long time.

Before, she could praise a title written by Xiang for a long time, but she didn't dare to tell these words to Karasuma Soshin.

Time flies and December 8th is already here.

The entire equipment group knew that today was not only the once-a-year birthday of their department’s favorite.

It was also the only day in his life when he turned 20.

Becoming an adult means no longer being young, and it also means that one can obtain the real power that belongs to senior code members.

No one thought that Karasuma Soshin picked up Xiang and raised him by his side just to have a mascot.

No one even thought that Karasuma Soshin chose to gather the middle and senior code members of the equipment group today just to give Xiang a birthday party.

Of course, no matter what these people were thinking, everyone received the notification at around 1:00 p.m.

Arrived at the newly decorated birthday party venue with birthday gifts.

A small private farm located in the suburbs of London.

When Karasuma Soshin arrived, most of the people who had received the notice had already arrived.

The vast majority of them are mid-level code members, and only a few of the rare and higher-ranking senior code members have arrived so far.

"Johnnie Walker, you are always on time. You are here seventeen minutes early again."

I just walked to the main venue of the birthday party, which is an open-air lawn with tables, chairs, drinks, and barbecue grills scattered in the distance.

Not far away, a familiar voice greeted Karasuma Soshin.

Karasuma Soshin looked up and replied indifferently:

"Glenquinche."

Granquinchi, who was wearing a standard three-piece suit in the Yinglun style, was not at all surprised by Karasuma Soshin's attitude.

“It’s been almost two years since we last met.

I didn't expect you would be willing to cut off the hair you have kept for so many years."

Granquinchi looked at Karasuma's new look, his eyes swept across Karasuma Soshin's bright maple-red short hair. While his face showed surprise, there was a hint of regret in his eyes.

Karasuma Soshin, who still appeared with maple red hair and the same eye color, ignored Granquinchi's words.

He casually held a glass of wine and glanced at the mid-level code members who had arrived at the scene.

When several mid-level code members who had interacted with Johnnie Walker in the past came over to say hello, they raised their glasses in a perfunctory manner.

Seeing this, Granquinchi stopped talking to Karasuma Soshin and didn't want to make himself bored, but he didn't leave either.

Suddenly, the noise of discussion around became much quieter, and the originally numerous footsteps also suddenly disappeared by half.

Everyone's eyes unconsciously fell on Crown and others who had just entered.

Except for a few senior code members who came forward to say hello, the rest did not move.

Karasuma Soshin also looked over there.

Granquinchi stared at Toru Amuro, who was among the senior code members, with a look of complete dissatisfaction.

"Is that bourbon? Nothing special to me.

How can such a sinister, treacherous, two-faced Rum lackey become a senior code member of our department? "

"You're not a senior code member, so of course you can't tell."

Karasuma Soshin's tone was light, but his words were not polite at all.

"If Bourbon hadn't shown up halfway, you would be the one who should have been promoted."

Grancunchi kept his voice very soft, but his emotions were very strong.

"Bourbon is not worthy of competing with you."

"I thought you were going to say that you were the one who should be promoted."

Karasuma Soshin turned his head and glanced at Granquinchi.

Granquin shook his head:

"I'm not as good as you, that's a fact."