Burning because of you [Interstellar]

Zhao Wanli knocked on the door of De Meng's office, but no one responded. He opened the door with the key in silence, and only opened a crack in the door, suffocating for a while.

The curtains were drawn tightly, the light was dim, and the air had not been ventilated for a long time, and the heat was blowing on the face.

The documents were thrown on the ground in an orderly manner. At the end, Demon half-kneeled on the ground and leaned on the seat, as if using the seat as a desk.

On the desk, there are documents neatly placed, and several light screens are turned on.

The first time Zhao Wanli saw this state was when De Meng took a breath of relief after getting familiar with good affairs not long after he took office.

At that time, he inadvertently told Demono Evanlo that he was not only a fighter but also an all-round academic master, which indirectly blew up Demono's step-by-step and well-organized plan. He watched Demono go from working on the bed to the table, transitioning to the chair, and then sleeping. to the ground, perfectly transforming the functions of the bed and the floor.

He was worried that the CPU of the other party's brain would crash when it was full, but fortunately, Demon was a simple and rude brain, he followed his intuition, and it took two or three years to achieve the initial goal.The important thing is that the initial rush has long since disappeared during the execution.

But now, even if he doesn't show any expression, every movement of his eyeballs is full of urgency.

Zhao Wanli leaned against the door, flipped through the terminal for a while, and waited for Demon to stand up and come back, and said, "I see the order, are you going to repair the commercial channels this week?"

Demon glanced at him with empty eyes, stretched his eyebrows, rubbed his temples and nodded.

Zhao Wanli breathed a sigh of relief. He still remembered the first time he opened the door of Demon's room, opened the window for him to breathe, and the murderous look in Demon's eyes when a page was blown away, as well as the gloomy "roll".

"Basically confirmed." Demon handed the thick document on the table to Zhao Wanli, "Convey the news and give them time to coordinate—"

"I have already communicated the change in the overall direction, and it will take about a week for them to get familiar with it."

Demon was stunned, his brows stretched further, he looked down at the documents on the ground, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Thank you, well done, faster than I thought."

The two chatted for a while about the content of the document, and after asking what should be asked clearly, Zhao Wanli began to think about what he should not say.

He approached Demon, patted him on the shoulder with one hand, and said solemnly, "Demon."

"Huh?" Demon was uncomfortable, and slightly raised his head back, "Speak up if you have something to say."

Zhao Wanli patted him on the shoulder slowly, "Don't damage your body. I was worried that you would not be able to think about it, but this time, you seem to be fine."

"...?" Demon raised his eyebrows.

"Ivanlo's matter, mourning and resignation."

"..." Demon was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, suddenly turned his head away, and turned his back to Zhao Wanli.

Zhao Wanli saw that his shoulders were trembling slightly, and he guessed that he was holding back his tears and paralyzing himself with work, "Next, what do you plan to do?"

"Hmm..." Demon thought for a while, "Visit, let's have a meeting."

"If you are really sad..." Zhao Wanli paused, "What?"

"You will be very busy next time," Demon turned around and patted him on the shoulder, "I'll give you a day off to comfort your Miya."

Before Zhao Wanli could react, Demon pushed him out on the grounds of work.

When the people walked away, Demon couldn't help rubbing his forehead, and wanted to laugh a little.

He almost forgot that Ivanlo was "magnificent" about this oolong, and the news spread to the whole world.

He is the only one in the world who knows that Ivanlo is not dead, and he is the only one in the world who knows where Ivanlo is.

Stop laughing at such trivial things. Demon shook his head, trying to wake up, but his mind jumped to the picture of Ivan Luo wrapped in a spar and sinking into the sea, and he couldn't laugh for a while.

Whether he is alive or dead, and what he is going to do at risk, in fact, he can't guess at all.

Even thinking of Ivanlo's "death" before he wanted to go to the government and return to his post, Demon didn't dare to think whether it was because of his promise with himself.

I want to save him, I want to know what he is thinking, I want to help him, but what I can handle is only my own affairs in front of me.

Demon's muscles tensed, and he squatted down to organize the files, but his fingers froze.

Wait, I've been busy for half a month, and Ivanlo's news hasn't been updated yet?

...If nothing happened, he should have come back long ago.

His back was a little cold.

What if Evanro died, in a place that he couldn't see, in a way that he didn't know.

The terminal suddenly vibrated, and Demon was shocked, and he calmed down and connected.

Pelt's men appear on video.Peerte's anti-Heavenly Brain organization "Beginning" - also representing its administrative region, comes regularly to communicate about trading projects, and each time the two sides speak concisely, for fear of getting involved with each other.

But before hanging up this time, Demon subconsciously called out to the other party.

"What else do you have?" The other side was surprised.

It was too late to repent, and Demon made an excuse and asked for the first time: "It's only half a month since the last transaction, how can the price change be so big?"

In fact, due to its special circumstances, the price fluctuates every time.Based on Demon's observations over the years, it can be seen that the situation is mostly due to internal political reasons, and it is inconvenient to ask more questions out of sensitivity.

But now I get a trace of the changes in the "beginning", which is close to Evan Luo.

Opposite silence.

Demon thought that a person who had been holding information and communicating with him for many years would naturally know what he was asking, so he didn't hold out much hope, "It's not convenient to say it, goodbye."

"Wait a minute." He said hastily, with a weak ending, hurried and hesitant.

"Ok?"

It took a long time to say to the other side, "The balance is not difficult to destroy. If you want to join, no matter which side is welcome."

Demon frowned speechlessly, it seemed that the other party had misunderstood.

The other party said, "I hope your goal is to make the Kingdom of Twilight a country where everyone can control their own lives."

Demon has always been impolite, and the use of this word made the left corner of his mouth curl up and let out a sigh of relief.

The other party was not embarrassed when he heard what he meant, "I'm from Poerte's side, so I naturally hope so. Or you can think about it. We have cooperated for so long, and it can be said that each of us has stepped on half of the boat and tucked in front of Tiannao. Hiding, covering each other, if you want to take a look, we will immediately arrange to pick you up to the 'beginning', if you have no intention, we will still have the usual relationship when you come back."