The Speaking Pork Trotter

In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution.
It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion.
Steel and flesh, past and future.
In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach.
The darkness is slowly creeping in.
But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness.
Gotta use fire.

Naming Technique of the Night

Lordbluefire

Qing Wen changed into the PCA Central Intelligence Agency uniform, looking humble and modest, and had already taken off the watch that was worth a set of houses in the Upper Three Districts without wearing it.


In this report, Qing Wen was with Intelligence Department Three, Team Four, Qing Shi with Team Five, Qing Wu with Team Six, Qing Yuan with Team Seven, Qing Yi with Team Eight, Qing Xing with Team Nine.


At this point, the detectives under Qing Yi, Team Eight, were quick to say their goodbyes to Qing Wen and gathered around Qing Yi upon seeing their legitimate boss arrive.


Although they felt that Qing Yi stood no chance in the Shadow struggle, they still needed to give him face.


Otherwise, if Qing Yi's parents felt that their child had been wronged here at the PCA Central Intelligence Agency, they wouldn't be able to withstand it either.


For the consortium, they were just struggling ants.


372, Taking office, CIA Inspector_2