Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 784 - 31 How Can This Man Not Cherish the Fairer Sex

In the meeting room of the Special Service Bureau, the atmosphere was stifling and oppressive.

It wasn’t as though there was any particularly tense or serious problem; the key issue was that those who had been summoned here were mostly team leaders and department heads from various units, with no lack of battle-hardened elite agents among them.

These kinds of people usually shared a common trait: arrogance and dominance.

Even those who seemed humble and low-profile on the surface only proved their good manners and confidence—the pride in their hearts might not be any less intense than others. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

This was quite normal since one of the mandatory criteria for selecting these elites was having "strong cognition".

If you’re indecisive and timid all day, lacking any confidence, you’re not cut out for this job.

As the deputy head of the Special Service Section, Chen Yuguang felt a tingle on his scalp as he followed Wang Yunxiao into the meeting room.

He didn’t know how many pairs of eyes swept over him, scraping painfully like tiny knives.

If Wang Yunxiao hadn’t been walking in front of him, he felt he wouldn’t have been able to take a step.

Wang Yunxiao saw many familiar faces here, but of course, the most familiar were Yan Yu’an and Han Bin.

Yan Yu’an sat in the corner, low-key as ever. Han Bin, on the other hand, sat in the front row with great swagger, giving a grin as he scanned the entire room, seemingly itching for eye contact with each and every person.

It was almost as if "Looking for a fight" was written on his face.

Most people couldn’t be bothered with him, but there were indeed a few hotheads who boldly met his gaze, appearing very much ready for a physical confrontation on the spot.

"Old Wang! Over here, over here!"

Once Han Bin turned and saw Wang Yunxiao, he immediately waved his hand loudly to signal him, drawing the glance of everyone to turn towards the entrance.

You’re so much older than me, is it appropriate to call me Old Wang?

"Come sit here! There’s a spot free by me!"

"No, thanks."

Wang Yunxiao categorically refused.

Sorry, but I don’t have the thick skin that you do.

I, Wang Yunxiao, am not prone to combat by nature, I’m more of a people... psh! Oops, my mistake, peace-lover. Please treat me as a civilian official.

Brothers have just been discharged from the hospital, still feeling a bit weak.

Wang Yunxiao smiled, shook his head, and promptly led Chen Yuguang to sit down next to Yan Yu’an.

Yan Yu’an... he’s just low-profile, that doesn’t mean he’s genuinely a serious person.

While everyone else in the room was quietly waiting for the leader to arrive, he was the only one who had opened the sealed document bag and sneaked a peek in the corner.

"What’s inside there?"

Although Wang Yunxiao hadn’t opened his own, he was still curious.

Not just him; everyone around was pricking their ears to eavesdrop or pretending to take nonchalant glances.

"Confidentiality agreements and informational brochures—nothing new, just things you haven’t had access to before,"

Compared to wildcards like Han Bin and Wang Yunxiao, Yan Yu’an was a true government employee, having worked for several years already, dealing with all sorts at the customs.

"The only new thing is this—"

Yan Yu’an took out the final booklet and showed it to Wang Yunxiao: "Even codebooks are being distributed, which means the Net Path communicators can now be mass-produced and put into use. That’s good news."

"What’s a Net Path communicator?"

"You’ve never seen one?"

"No."

Wang Yunxiao spoke the truth; if he didn’t know, he didn’t know. He didn’t work for the Special Service Bureau, so it was perfectly normal for him not to be privy to certain classified information. There was no need to pretend to be what he was not and put on airs here.

"It’s a very small device, like a radio, capable of sending signals to make contact..."

Yan Yu’an gestured with his hands to give him an idea.

"Oh, that thing!"

It dawned on Wang Yunxiao; he did have some recollection of it.

When the top brass of the Red Lantern Society were sent off by a trap bomb, he saw Veronica operating the device.

At the time, he thought it resembled the kind of personal portable radio used in spy movies, but it was much smaller in size than a radio.

Later, he found out that this was the Church’s black technology, not available on the market at all.

Everyone else was still using the very primitive wired telephones.

"May I sit here?"

Hearing the voice, Wang Yunxiao knew Cheng Xuefei had arrived without needing to look back.

Eldest Miss Cheng, wherever you wish to sit, do you really need my permission to do so?

Cheng Xuefei was still in a wheelchair, looking frail, and by the expression on her face, she was clearly here for the sealed document envelope in Yan Yu’an’s hand.

"What are you all hiding here doing?"

Han Bin came over, sat down next to Cheng Xuefei, and exclaimed in surprise, "Captain Cheng, your health isn’t fully recovered yet, how come you’re also attending this meeting?"

Cheng Xuefei smiled and said: "Just some chest tightness and shortness of breath, it’s not a big problem."

"Who called you here? That’s inhumane, not to show any tenderness towards women at all."

"Nothing I could do about it. The new leader has taken office, and I don’t know what their temperament is. If I didn’t come, what if the petty-minded started holding grudges against me?"

Wang Yunxiao and Yan Yu’an silently exchanged glances, feeling there was an implied meaning in their words, but they didn’t know the reason.

At this moment, there was a shout from the door: "Everyone, stand up!"

All at once, everyone stood up.

Then the person who shouted was slapped against the wall.

"Stop shouting nonsense! Do you think you’re still in the military?"

Looking like a bear, Xiang Biao walked in from the door, glanced at the people present, and quickly raised his hand: "It’s alright, it’s alright, everyone sit down!"

At this time, Wang Yunxiao also saw some familiar faces behind him.

All familiar faces.

One was Teacher Liu, and the other was Lianluo, who had vanished after her self-sacrifice.

Today, without her panda fur coat, Wang Yunxiao almost failed to recognize her.

Now, all three were wearing the Special Service Bureau’s standard military overcoats and sat down in front of the podium.

Xiang Biao picked up the microphone and tapped it twice: "Hello? Good, it’s working. Everyone quiet down, take your seats. We are now starting the meeting."

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Xiang Biao, from outside the border, now the new head of the Action Section of the Tianmen City Spy Bureau. As I am new to this place and not very familiar with the local culture and customs, I welcome everyone’s criticism and advice. Alright, would Section Chief Lian please say a few words?"

Lianluo and Liu Zhihan both shook their heads, indicating for him to continue.

"Okay, then let me introduce the two ladies to everyone. Comrade Lianluo is a local, transferred from the Machine Manufacturing Bureau, now taking over as the Chief of the Communications Section of the Spy Bureau. Comrade Liu Zhihan is from the East Sea, now appointed as the Chief of the Intelligence Section of the Spy Bureau, and you should all be quite familiar with her. I can’t recognize all the comrades from the various units present today, so we’ll get to know each other better later. Let’s discuss the main points now."

"Please open the envelopes in your hands, read, and sign the confidentiality agreement inside."