The Year's End Approached

The year-end is approaching, and everyone, whether human or ghost, is going to give it their all for those year-end performance targets.

Look, the international stage has been incredibly lively these past few days.

The bald guy Ling Lingwu recently packed up and sent those human experiment researchers to the Hague International Court overnight, which completely threw those foreigners into a panic.

To save their own lives, those men in white coats swiftly and decisively exposed the entire secrets of the Silver Peak Consortium.

Gene cloning, Mutants organ trafficking, transnational human experimentation...

Each and every case was clearly priced, and the chain of evidence was incredibly solid.

Seeing that they were about to get into trouble, the American politicians immediately turned their backs on them.

The day before, he was all over the place with senior executives of Silver Peak at a cocktail party, but the next day he issued an official statement, slamming Silver Peak fist on the table and declaring that he would thoroughly investigate this inhumane company and resolutely defend the spirit of United States law.

To put it bluntly, it's about cutting losses and shirking responsibility so seamlessly that it leaves no trace.

The Japan was even more disastrous.

The underground railway certificate from the Toyo High School was slammed onto the table of the United Nations, and the Japan cabinet was immediately thrown into a panic.

Those people held eight press conferences in three days, and every day they were frantically bowing and apologizing.

Finally, with a heavy heart, he signed a compensation agreement with China that amounted to a massive financial drain.

With this agreement signed, Mariko, as the representative of the Yashida Zaibatsu, naturally had no face to continue lingering in China.

With a dark expression, he could only take Yukio and quickly head back to his hometown.

In the end, Silver Fox had the last laugh, and even personally escorted the person to the airport.

Saeko Busujima was also forcibly taken away.

Before leaving, Saeko Busujima clung tightly to the door of Sing Sing's office, refusing to let go.

After the Japan women's army withdrew, Sing Sing felt that the air in the office had become much sweeter.

Moreover, the bureau has recently been experiencing a series of happy events.

Our attention shifts to the special care ward in Zone C of the Medical Zone.

On the hospital bed, Ueda Kenji struggled to open his eyes, his mind still foggy, and saw a red-headed document on the bedside table.

Ichirai Hisako sat to the side, peeling an apple with lightning speed, and recounted the whole story in a rapid-fire manner.

"So, the runaway enzyme in my body degraded completely, I returned to normal, and then I became an employee of a special department in China?" Ueda Kenji stared blankly at the ceiling.

"To be precise, they were temporary workers."

Sing Sing pushed open the door and handed over a pen. "Once you've fully recovered, there are plenty of positions in the bureau waiting for you to shine. Free meals, accommodation, and even a partner! Where else can you find such a good deal?"

Ueda Kenji signed the papers in a daze, and became a new recruit in the 749 Bureau without even realizing it.

The scene in the adjacent soundproof room was quite different.

The suggestive instructions planted in Gambit Remy LeBeau's mind by Miss Sinister Omen were completely removed by Gambit Da Vinci and Jiang Si.

Facing Director Zhou, who was waving the contract around, the Gambit leaned back on his pillow, his eyes clearer than ever before.

"Joining you is no problem. But I have one condition."

The Gambit stared into Sing Sing's eyes. "Help me get Jacqueline —no, Jacqueline or Jacob Gavin Jr.—out of Miss Sinister's clutches alive, and I'll sell my life to China."

"All done!"

Without hesitation, Sing Sing pulled out a red inkpad, grabbed the Gambit's thumb, and pressed it onto the contract.

"The bureau never abandons any family member! Your matter is a major matter for our 749 team!"

The recruitment process was going smoothly, but a piercing sound of a chainsaw came from the underground laboratory.

"That quack doctor who fixed flashlights, Da Vinci, knew absolutely nothing about cutting-edge bionics!"

Professor Jiang Si stood on a stool, holding a welding torch, sparks flying everywhere.

In front of him was the Red Star Mechanical Arm, dismantled into pieces.

Colossus sat in the chair, his face etched with helplessness.

Two hours later, Jiang Si wiped the dandruff from his hair and said happily, "It's done!"

Colossus tentatively raised his equipped left arm and clenched his fist.

"Click-clack!"

After a few crisp sounds, the silver-gray forearm armor flipped open, revealing a high-frequency concussive blade, but there was no grenade launcher.

Colossus looked at his arm and fell into deep thought.

Director's Office.

Logan and Silver Fox walked in one after the other, both with serious expressions.

"Lao Wang, I need to take a leave of absence."

Logan cut straight to the point, skipping even the small talk. "After the New Year, I'd like to take her back to Canada. To see the Alkali Lake."

Silver Fox stood to the side, looking quite awkward.

Director Wang glanced at the two of them. He had already heard about this matter. He picked up a pen and readily signed the leave application.

"Pay for the expenses yourself with your salary first, and get reimbursed by Anton when you get back. Business class is out of the question! Be careful. Call the bureau if anything happens. We don't cause trouble, but we're definitely not afraid of trouble."

"Thanks." Logan picked up the note and turned to leave.

As soon as I stepped out of the corridor, I bumped into Daken, who was squatting in the corner eating a jianbing (Chinese crepe).

Logan slapped his adopted son on the back of the head. "Eat, eat, all you ever think about is eating! Go pack your things, you're coming to Canada with me after the New Year."

Daken nearly choked on his pancake, his face full of resistance. "No, old man, you're taking a girl to find her memories, why are you dragging me along as a third wheel?"

"Stop talking nonsense! You're not happy about going to see your hometown?"

Without a word, Logan grabbed the wolf cub and dragged him out, while Daken's protests echoed down the corridor.

Sing Sing also received a call from his top henchman.

The receiver carried the sound of Gatling gun fire, along with the explosions of several Rocket.

"Boss! It's me! Your most considerate little angel Wade!"

"Oh? You're still alive?" Sing Sing moved the receiver two inches away.

"Have you spent all 500 yuan? If not, remember to get a refund!"

"Don't even mention it! After buying the plane ticket, I only had two dollars and fifty cents left, not even enough for the bus fare to Silver Peak Base! I had to rob gangsters along the way to make ends meet." Deadpool chuckled maniacally on the other end of the phone, "But boss, I've found some big news! Is there a reward?"

"Put!"

"Silver Peak has shrunk drastically! They've withdrawn from all their outer outposts! They've retreated into their turtle shell. You'll never guess who I ran into!"

Deadpool gasped for breath, and screams could be heard in the background.

"Hellfire Club! Those perverts wearing medieval retro lingerie have actually hung out with Silver Peak!"

Sing Sing frowned.

Hellfire Club?

Why are these old fogies with money to burn getting involved?

"And that Miss Sinister."

Deadpool's tone was filled with excitement. "I know her well, I know her all too well. Back when I was in the mercenary world, she even asked me to do some side jobs!"

Have you seen her?

"I've seen her! That woman is incredibly stingy with money, and her taste is terrible. But boss, could you transfer me two thousand yuan for a taxi fare first? I'm surrounded by three mutated gorillas right now."

How did Miss Sinister turn into Wanda?

The phone rang and hung up.

As soon as Sing Sing put the microphone down, he felt a chill run down the back of his neck.

Turning my head, I saw Yan Shuangying standing by the office window.

He was dressed in a black leather jacket, wearing sunglasses, and tossing a one-yuan coin in his hand.

"Damn! Are you a ghost?!"

Sing Sing was startled. "Weren't you called away by Lao Wang to carry out another mission? Why are you being so secretive about the plane?"

Yan Shuangying caught the falling coin, turned around and said, "Top secret mission, Ling Ling Yi is my partner."

Ling Ling Yi?

It seems things aren't peaceful in China either...

"Where are you going on business? Tell me where you are."

Yan Shuangying flicked his thumb, and the coin spun a few times in mid-air before landing in Sing Sing's hand.

"Don't ask. If you ask too much, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep at night."

Yan Shuangying straightened his leather jacket collar, turned around and opened the door. Before leaving, he waved a metal box in his hand. "I paid for the meal last time. We'll settle the bill with your tea."

"Hey! This bastard... he just put on an act and ran away?"

Sing Sing looked at the coins in his hand, pursed his lips, and put the money in his pocket.

By the end of the year, this mess was finally starting to fall into place.

The overseas turmoil has been temporarily suppressed, and the new employees have all found their place in the big pot of the 749 Bureau.

Old Zhou's two core tasks are the New Year Cup football tournament and the Spring Festival Gala.

Director Zhou was very confident in completing the task.