The principal looked towards the door and saw a stranger in a black suit walking in.
"Who are you?"
The person who came in was Ye Zhiqiang. He closed the office door with his backhand and then showed his ID.
"Hello, I am from the State Secret Service. I need your cooperation on something."
…
A few minutes later, the principal walked out of the office alone in surprise.
His frown showed that the conversation just now was serious.
At this time, it was already ten minutes late from the originally expected speech time. The students were discussing in confusion why the principal had not shown up yet.
Fortunately, at this time, the principal appeared on the playground. He walked onto the podium in full view of the public and picked up the microphone in his hand.
However, some old professors who were familiar with the principal discovered the clues.
"What's wrong with the principal? He looks very unhappy."
"Yes, and he is always punctual, so why would he be late on such an important day as the school anniversary?"
"He's been wiping sweat. Did something happen?"
While the professors were discussing in low voices, the principal's voice finally reached everyone's ears through the speakers.
"Students, due to special reasons, today's school anniversary activities have ended early. Please leave the playground in an orderly manner. The school anniversary time will be notified later."
Suddenly, the playground was in an uproar. No one expected that the principal would suddenly make such a decision.
"Disbanded just because you said it was disbanded?"
"What's going on? This is the school anniversary!"
"Those outstanding graduates traveled thousands of miles to come here, only to be ignored by their alma mater?"
Everyone has doubts on their faces, whether they are students or teachers.
The disbandment happened so suddenly that no one got the news in advance.
On such an important day, the leaders and the media were all present. If something terrible had not happened, the principal would never have made such a decision.
"The instructors will evacuate the students and let everyone leave in an orderly manner. The school anniversary time will be notified on the official website."
The principal urged again, and the students began to act in confusion.
The originally neat team dispersed in a hurry, and among the crowd, only Zhao Qi still stood where he was.
He frowned.
This scene never happened in the previous life.
This sudden change made Zhao Qi vaguely aware of something.
Apart from natural disasters, the only thing that can bring a prestigious school's anniversary to a sudden end is the intervention of state power.
The students around were discussing in confusion, complaining and leaving the place. No one noticed that several agents Renyin had quietly walked over from the hidden corners of the playground.
Everyone dispersed, forming a sharp contrast with Zhao Qi standing alone in the middle of the playground.
The students naturally did not notice the presence of several agents, but Zhao Qi was keenly aware of it, and the doubts in his heart were gradually revealed.
After arriving in front of Zhao Qi, one of the agents quickly took out his ID and said in a low voice:
"Mr. Zhao, we are staff of the Wujun State Secret Office."
"We received your email."
"Please come with us..."
After hearing this, Zhao Qi finally let go of his worries.
Although Zhao Qi had already made a guess before the agents arrived.
But this is completely different from getting confirmation from the other party.
Those emails finally worked...
By now, Zhao Qi was almost giving up and was already planning to use a backup plan.
But fortunately, although the process is a bit slow, at least the result is as expected.
"The timeline has changed."
"The outcome of mankind will definitely be rewritten, and the fire will never be extinguished."
Recalling those five years of despair and the final destruction of mankind, Zhao Qi's eyes became more determined, and the temperament that had been baptized by battles in his previous life also burst out at this moment.
"Lead the way!"
There were no unnecessary conversations or questions. Zhao Qi acted very calmly.
As the last commander of mankind in 2038, the temperament displayed by Zhao Qi surprised all the agents.
This is just a young man with a handsome face, a student in his twenties. How could he have a chilling aura that can only be honed on the battlefield?
But despite his confusion, the agent didn't say much.
After all, there are many people here and it is not a place to stay for a long time.
"The target person has been identified."
"mission completed."
"Prepare to evacuate!"
Hearing the voice coming from the wireless earphones, the agents who had secretly blocked the entrances and exits began to evacuate in an orderly manner.
Everything happened and passed so quickly that the students did not even notice that a classmate followed the agents and left the school through the side door.
The black convoy disappeared into the secluded alley in just a few minutes, leaving no trace behind.
Zhao Qi was like a shadow, disappearing from this school quietly.
…
At this time, the black motorcade left the school and was in silence on the outer ring highway.
The office location of the State Secret Service is very secretive, not to mention that when carrying out such a task, the agents are also relatively conservative in choosing the route.
Ye Zhiqiang sat in the passenger seat silently, looking through the rearview mirror from time to time at Zhao Qi who was looking at the scenery outside the window.
"Are all parties in place?"
"What's going on with this kid, and why do the higher-ups pay so much attention to him?"
Ye Zhiqiang was just following orders, but he didn't know what happened.
I just heard that it was an email he sent that attracted the attention of the higher-ups.
And not only the State Secretariat pays attention to it, but also many departments, including the Tixing Division and the Archaeological Exploration Center, pay close attention to this Zhao Qi.
This battle was also the first time Ye Zhiqiang had seen.
But doubts remained doubts, and Ye Zhiqiang never asked another question.
This is the basic quality of an intelligence worker in the State Secret Service: not to be curious or talkative.
A moment later, when the motorcade entered a secret park, Ye Zhiqiang turned back and looked at Zhao Qi:
"Here we are……"
After getting off the car, Zhao Qi looked around. This place seemed to be a manor. There were no people around, but there were green mountains and green waters.
He raised his head and glanced at the blue sky. Only a few white clouds slowly drifted by. Zhao Qi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling too much emotion in his heart.
After the demon came, how many years had it been since he had seen such a spotless sky?
"Even if it's just for this blue sky."
"The Era of the Gods..."
"It must be turned on!"
