Highway Robbery

Having left the Riptide, Sing Sing returned to the 749 Bureau.

Director Wang arranged an emergency mission for the Wandering Girl; judging by the time, she should have just returned to the bureau by now.

Sing Sing strolled up to the second floor and stopped in front of an office.

A wooden sign hangs on the door.

Alcohol is prohibited, excessive feeding is prohibited, and using milk tea to induce illegal overtime work is prohibited.

Goodness, the regulations on this sign are even stricter than the hygiene and quarantine standards for pork stalls back in the day.

Push the door open and go inside.

The Blue Elf was lying face down on the sofa, with an open magazine pressed against his face.

Three empty milk tea cups were arranged on the coffee table next to it.

She wore a "Breaking News Photojournalist" badge with the national emblem around her neck.

Sing Sing stepped forward, about to reach out and slap the girl awake.

The Wandering Girl suddenly smacked her lips, closed her eyes, and stretched one arm straight out into the air.

"Full sugar... with tapioca pearls..."

Sing Sing's eyes twitched, and he pulled out a bitter melon he had casually grabbed from the fire station and stuffed it into her hand.

"Wake up, this is the organization testing you."

The Wandering Girl pinched the uneven surface of the bitter gourd and opened her eyes.

After seeing the bright green thing in his hand, he threw it away.

"Zhou Bapi!" His purple eyes flashed with wariness and fear. "Are you about to start taking revenge on society?"

"I could never drink that kind of bizarre concoction, bitter melon-flavored milk tea!"

"Bullshit! My chassis is as solid as a rock!"

Sing Sing pulled out a chair and sat down, placing the follow-up record form on his briefcase.

Stop talking nonsense and confess honestly.

Have you been secretly drinking lately? Have you been taking paid breaks from your flight? Have you been vandalizing public property?

The Wandering Girl looked at the contents of the watch, immediately sat up straight, and shook her head vigorously.

"I didn't drink! Not a drop!"

"And it didn't veer off course!"

"The reason I escorted Secretary Liu directly to the women's restroom on the second floor last time was entirely because he didn't clearly state his destination!"

Outside the door.

Secretary Liu, carrying documents, stumbled as he passed by, and drifted away, clinging to the wall.

Before I had taken two steps, a Mediterranean man rushed over and kicked open the office door.

Da Vinci burst in, wearing his flip-flops.

He was holding a metal lump in his arms, which looked like a used rice cooker. A broken clothes rack wrapped with tape was used as an antenna on it.

"Ah Qi! You've come at the perfect time!"

Da Vinci placed the lump of scrap metal on the coffee table. "This is my latest invention: a public satisfaction survey device for teleportation landing points!"

"I want to test the accuracy of her three consecutive teleportations!" Da Vinci's eyes gleamed with the light of a mad scientist.

Listen up! Three tests in a row!

"If the landing point error exceeds five meters, half of this month's milk tea subsidy will be deducted!"

"Hiss!"

The Wandering Girl bristled, looked at Sing Sing with a wronged expression, and tears quickly welled up in her eyes.

Uncle Zhou...

"You lied to me... You said China wouldn't let me go hungry..."

Holy crap!

Sing Sing felt a chill run down his spine.

He wasn't afraid of even United States's most ruthless modified killers in his entire life, but he was most afraid of this kind of homeless gaze!

"Test!"

Sing Sing gritted his teeth and slammed his hand on the table.

"But taking away her milk tea is absolutely unacceptable!"

"If you're going to deduct anything, why not deduct it from Xiao Liu's performance bonus!"

Secretary Liu, who hadn't gone far from the door, stumbled again, his mind reeling.

Hearing that her food rations were safe, the Wandering Girl sniffed and relaxed.

"When I was wandering outside, I never teleported to any particular destination. I just wanted to stay away from danger."

"I was shaking every time I landed."

"I don't know if there will be food in this unfamiliar place, and I'm not sure if the person standing next to me will sell me for a reward."

She ran her fingers along the work badge hanging on her chest. "Now I'm starting to get scared. I'm afraid I've sent it to the wrong place, afraid I haven't been accurate enough..."

"I'm afraid you'll be unhappy and take my work ID back."

Da Vinci touched the Mediterranean Sea, unusually refraining from making any rash pronouncements.

Sing Sing stared at the girl in front of him, who was filled with anxiety and uncertainty. His usual carefree and roguish demeanor was completely gone.

"What are you thinking about, you little brat?"

"This thing is a legitimate official status issued to you by the government! Do you think it's like a loyalty card from the convenience store downstairs? You can't just take it away like that!"

Sing Sing looked into her eyes and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Remember this carefully. If the message is misrepresented, we'll draw the map of China even bigger! And if you get hungry while you're sending it, bring plenty of food."

Upon hearing this, the Wandering Girl grabbed the last sip of milk tea on the table and tilted her head back to drink it all up.

"Let's go! Test!"

The first test.

"Whoosh!"

White light illuminated the training room.

The two appeared out of thin air, their toes landing within a ten-centimeter red line drawn on the floor.

"Perfect! Absolutely flawless!"

Da Vinci, wearing headphones, stared at the pointer on the rice cooker and yelled.

The second test has begun.

"Whoosh!"

The two landed in front of the food serving window in the back kitchen of the cafeteria.

Half a meter away, Auntie Wang's stainless steel spoon was swishing across a pot of braised pork.

"The distance to the target point is 1.2 meters! Extremely high precision!"

Just as Sing Sing was about to turn around and praise the girl, she immediately started the third test.

"Whoosh!"

The surrounding scene is rearranged.

The aroma of syrup and fruit tea made Sing Sing sniff, and then he saw two female shop assistants wearing brown aprons.

One of the shop assistants was holding a strainer, scooping pearls from the pot.

"..."

The staff in the milk tea shop's kitchen were all stunned.

Several grown men froze on the spot, mouths agape, unable to utter a sound.

Where did this magic show come from?!

Why the hell is this woman's skin blue?!

The situation was on the verge of collapse.

Edith stepped forward expressionlessly and held up the ID card in front of the terrified clerk.

"Breaking news photography and interviews."

Sing Sing covered his face with one hand.

What kind of interview is this?!

You're clearly just greedy and abusing your public office for personal gain!

The shop assistant, holding the strainer, swallowed hard.

His gaze swept back and forth between Edith, who had blue skin, and Sing Sing, who was wearing a white suit.

"Then... how many drinks would you like?"

A few minutes later.

Office of the 749 Bureau.

Da Vinci's "rice cooker" made a clicking mechanical sound and spat out a long strip of white printed paper.

"The data from the third test is out!"

"The average error is 3.1 meters! A huge secret has been discovered!"

Da Vinci was so excited that he kicked off one of his flip-flops and pointed at the rapidly flashing red line on the screen.

"When this girl is emotionally unstable or hungry, her landing point will automatically shift towards a high-concentration milk tea source!"

"This is a groundbreaking discovery! Ah Qi! I'm going to use this research topic to apply for the bureau's million-yuan research grant this year!"

Sing Sing Chow kicked Da Vinci out the door, sat back down on the sofa, and took out a pen to tick several boxes on the follow-up form.

In the overall evaluation section, I wrote:

"Stable transmission accuracy and increased employee sense of belonging. However, the phenomenon of deviations caused by milk tea must be strictly controlled."

After writing this sentence.

His eyes darted around, and he secretly added a line of text to the bottom of the top-secret notes section.

"This employee must not be in a state of hunger! Otherwise, it could easily lead to the forced transport of government officials to the milk tea shop's kitchen, triggering a major public opinion crisis!"

"Alright." Sing Sing put away the form.

"The bureau's visits are now complete."

"Next stop, let's go to the underground river excavation site of the Zhengzhou Water Conservancy Engineering Team and see that kid Harry."

He glanced at the Blue Elf, "This is a major inter-provincial job, don't tell me you can't get it done because you don't have electricity."

The Wandering Girl held up the milk tea she had just brought back. "Mission guaranteed! Cross-province teleportation fee, one price, six cups of milk tea!"

"Holy crap! Six cups?! You're taking advantage of my misfortune!"

"That's right! Didn't you teach me this yourself? How can you go on a business trip without a travel allowance?"