The Devil's Escape Diary

Edmund was silent for a long time: "It's unimaginable that the thing that determines our fate is actually only one... projection conversation?"

Hughes said indifferently: "What is unimaginable, if you are a country, I would definitely be willing to cooperate with you in a more formal way, but unfortunately, you are not. You should be fortunate."

"Fortunately?"

"Yes, you are at least qualified to talk to me." Hughes said: "According to someone's idea, we should go directly to grab someone, and then summon the legend. Or, I will send someone directly over, Winterfall City Although the place is small, a dozen or so sanctuary plus a legendary team can still be found. But, after all, I am not a devil, I am still quite civilized and reasonable, right?"

"No, you are a devil! An ancient demon!"

Edmund evaluation.

ps: In the new season of eating chicken, I went to play, and disliked my lack of skin on eating chicken, so I said to trade a cat to buy one.I bought it yesterday, and someone on Steam added me as a friend today, saying that I hacked my account.

I added someone based on the original steam account information, and found that I really wanted to buy the stolen account.Then I gave the password to the original account owner and let the family appeal.....I went to the trading cat to find customer service by myself.... Damn, the card is still being reviewed.Fortunately, this brother is not bad. He added WeChat and provided me with a screenshot of his complaint and asked me to trade cat to complain.

Too bad... I was so angry that I wanted to play with other things to soothe it, but I just went to Platinum III and came to kneel for five consecutive times...

MMP

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Seven: Revenge!

When Hughes came out of the room, Number Nine was guarding outside: "It's done?"

"You already knew the result, didn't you?" Hughes looked at No. 9 curiously: "How do you know that I need those hybrids? You didn't come to Winterfall when you went to Locke Kingdom?"

"I don't know your Highness." No.9 said: "Even after you finish this, I know that you need a mixed-race resident."

"Then you are..."

"Because you went to the human empire to help Miss Anna." No. 9 said: "Then, you should also help Barbara who is in trouble. And you are also a leader I have never seen before. It turns out that I didn't guess wrong. , I should be able to stay in Winter Lincheng now?"

Hughes nodded: "Yes, you can stay. Edmund will bring such a group of people to Winter's Lincheng as soon as possible. After the discussion is over, the civilians will be arranged to come over. By the way, you can go in and he will pay. I have something to tell you."

Number Nine went in for a while, and then walked out.

"What did he say?"

"Say you are a hooligan." No.9 said: "Then there are some unimportant things."

Hughes was not angry at all, but smiled: "Well...this evaluation is not bad."

No. 9 is looking at Seuss: "Then my Highness? I will stay in Winter's Landing City, where are you going to let me go?"

"How about the police station with so many departments in Winterland City?"

"I can't get along with Director Marcus. There is a clear conflict between our two ways of doing things. He is an idealist, and I...have no ideals."

"Where is the city defense army?"

"I can't show any value there." No. 9 booth said: "They are barriers standing in the light, and I have long been used to being the unknown in the dark."

"The City Hall, the Propaganda Department, and the Ministry of Agriculture are not suitable for you either." Hughes said, "How about the weapon research and development side?"

No. 9's cheeks trembled: "I have seen your science, and even the horror of Miss Anna. With all due respect, Your Majesty, you don't have to make such a roundabout way to kill me!"

Hughes tilted his head: "That way, I am going to form a new department."

"what?"

"A department that specializes in dealing with hidden dangers in Winter's City and investigation of external forces." Hughes said: "Your old line."

No.9 smiled and said, "I like this job."

Seuss scratched his head: "It's just that I haven't figured out my name. Since you are going to be responsible, then you come to see what name is KGB? Or MI6? Or CIA? Or National Security Bureau?"

"National Security Bureau." No. 9 said directly.

Hugh was stunned: "Why would you choose this name?"

“The system of Winter’s City is different from any country on the mainland.” No.9 said very seriously: "And Your Highness, you are not the kind that will move closer to the mainstream political body, so Winter's City is bound to become A particularly independent existence. Now that the mainland is turbulent, I believe that there is nothing wrong with Yiguo’s claims. Your future achievements will never stop at "His Royal Highness." It is set now, and the name will be changed later."

"Awesome!" Barbara's voice suddenly appeared, and she looked at Number Nine dumbfounded: "Or you can lick it! This flattering skill is absolutely amazing."

Number Nine's face turned black, and she looked at Seuss: "His Royal Highness, there is a request. You absolutely, absolutely, absolutely cannot put this succubus on my side."

Barbara was anxious: "You look down on me!"

"Yes."

"I am Sanctuary!"

"I look down on you from the bottom of my heart, and it has nothing to do with whether you are Sanctuary. Also, why are you here?"

"Nonsense, I'm the boss guard! I'll be where the boss is!" Barbara rolled her eyes, then looked at Seuss: "Boss? Is this solved?"

Hughes smiled and said, "What? Can't it?"

Barbara said incredulously: "I thought you had to squeeze the people together?"

Hughes walked outside, and said: "We have passed the era of rolling up our sleeves and beating people if we feel uncomfortable, at least it is not necessary for these guys. You are now in Sanctuary, and see those who provoke you. Will the punks beat them, or will the sanctuary tremble with the pressure and let them kneel down and beg for mercy?"

Barbara raised her hand: "Take a beat and steal him and ruin her fortune."

Hughes raised his hand and slapped himself: "Why don't I have a long memory!"

"By the way, the number nine." Hughes walked ahead and asked: "Aren't you going to give yourself a name? It's just number nine?"

No. 9 laughed: "Isn't the name just a title? No. 9 is also a title."

"Don't you think it's weird?"

"Why is it weird?" Nine curiously asked: "My first name is this. What can be weird to be used to being called? Nine is also a name, do I have to come to Tom Jimmy Johnson like this bad street? Name?"

"You can see." Hughes nodded: "Whatever, you don't mind. By the way, regarding the National Security Bureau, I need you to make a detailed plan. Including how to select members, How to train and train, etc. And so on. Also, you need to separate the departments, one for the external and the other for the internal. You are the director, responsible for the internal. If that guy passes the test, he will be the deputy director, responsible for the external part. "

"That guy?" Number Nine asked curiously: "Who?"

"Didn't you have some trouble in Flying Dragon Province?" Hughes said.

Nine nodded, and then suddenly looked at Seuss: "Your man?"

"It's not counted now." Hughes replied: "If he completes the task and returns, he will be ours, but don't worry, that guy is just me sent to deal with the flying dragon province."

"Don't be depressed either." Hughes smiled: "There is a specialization in the art industry, you don't like running outside, right?"

No.9 thought for a while, and then said: "How to arrange is your business, I have no right to ask, but there is a bit of your Highness, I have a request."

"You said."