PDLP Chapter 187 I Have a Somewhat Immature Suggestion
Chapter 187 I Have a Somewhat Immature Suggestion
At the Qinling Command Center, Chen You slowly opened his eyes.
"Comrade Chen You, how are you feeling?" A staff member in a white coat immediately stepped forward and handed him a glass of warm water.
"Not bad." Chen You took the water glass. "Where's Director Li?"
"Director Li is in the conference room; the meeting is just coming to an end," the staff member replied respectfully.
"However, he instructed that if you have any urgent matters, you can call him immediately."
Chen You nodded, having a rough idea of what was going on.
It seems that matter has been resolved.
The source realm needs to be maintained for two hours, so there's no rush.
He didn't urge him, but walked to the sofa in the rest area and sat down, waiting quietly.
About ten minutes later, Li Guoan appeared with Zhang Yunhai and others.
Everyone had a gloomy expression, and they were clearly in a bad mood.
Upon seeing Chen You, Li Guoan's tense face showed an added hint of doubt.
"Is your seclusion over so quickly? Did you encounter any problems?"
"Yes, there's been a bit of an issue." Chen You put down his water glass and said, "The meeting was about the drone attack, right? Have you found out who was behind it?"
Li Guoan walked to the sofa opposite Chen You and sat down, leaning back slightly, looking a little tired.
He didn't hide anything, "We've found out. The person who carried out the operation was an agent belonging to the Cabinet Intelligence and Research Office, Ryuji Kuroda."
"It can be basically confirmed that this attack was directly ordered by the high-ranking officials of the country."
It really was them.
Chen You's eyes also turned cold.
"However..." Li Guoan changed the subject, "we suspect that there is someone behind He Guo."
"On their own, they probably wouldn't have the guts to take direct action."
"Mi Fang?" Chen You uttered the word almost subconsciously.
Li Guoan remained noncommittal, simply picking up the teacup on the table and gently blowing on it, the swirling steam obscuring the cold glint in his eyes.
Some things don't need to be said too explicitly.
The atmosphere in the entire command center became extremely oppressive.
"What's even more disgusting is that," Li Guoan put down his teacup, his voice filled with suppressed anger.
"Did you see the news tonight? In a couple of days, their new prime minister is going to visit that infamous toilet again."
His hand, unnoticed by anyone, quietly clenched into a fist, the veins on the back of his hand standing out.
Condemnation? Protest? I've said it countless times over the years.
But the other party continued to do as they pleased, openly provoking them time and time again in this manner.
Like a rogue who knows you'll be angry, yet still insists on coming up to you and reopening your wounds.
But you, bound by various rules, are unable to knock him to the ground with a single punch.
Zhang Yunhai's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, while Sun Feng, the head of the data analysis team, stared coldly behind his glasses.
Chen You fell silent.
If he could, he really wanted to just push everything away.
However, some things should not be done impulsively.
Once war breaks out, ordinary people will be the first to suffer.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and he remembered the pile of strange and unusual things he had swept from the mysterious merchant's shelves.
There seems to be something that fits the scene particularly well.
He cleared his throat and, under the solemn gazes of Li Guoan and the others, slowly began to speak.
"Director Li, I have a suggestion... that may not be very well-developed."
All eyes immediately focused on him.
"Speak," Li Guoan said, a glint of light in his eyes.
Chen You did not answer directly.
He simply extended his right hand, palm up.
The next second, under the bright lights of the command center, a strangely shaped object appeared out of thin air in his hand.
That's a... tennis racket?
The racket face is a standard oval shape, but the frame is made of some kind of dark gold metal, engraved with intricate patterns that are difficult to understand.
The strangest thing is that the net is not made of nylon thread, but rather of things that emit a faint fluorescent light, like threads of energy.
At the end of the handle, there is also a crystal that constantly changes color.
The entire command center fell into a brief silence.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at Chen You, then at the tennis racket in his hand, their eyes filled with bewilderment and confusion.
Zhang Yunhai's lips twitched, and he was the first to speak up.
"Comrade Chen You... in this situation, do you... want to go play tennis to relax?"
"It's important to balance work and rest," Professor Pan Yu said, subconsciously adjusting her glasses, "but isn't this timing a bit...?"
Even Li Guoan, who is usually as steady as a mountain, had a stiff expression on his face at this moment.
"Xiao Chen," he tried to keep his tone calm, "if you're trying to lighten the mood, now is not the time."
"No, Director Li."
Chen You's expression was unusually serious. He raised the "tennis racket" in his hand and waved it at everyone.
"This isn't a tennis racket." He paused. "Its name is [The Heart's Racket (Random Version)]."
A beat of the soul?
This name sounds so...unreliable?
Ignoring the strange looks on everyone's faces, Chen You continued to explain, "This is an item I bought from a mysterious merchant in the Origin Realm."
"The effect is simple: when used on a creature with a brain, there is a certain probability that it can control the other person's mind."
Mind control?!
Everyone was taken aback at first, and then began to think about the meaning behind it.
What is the probability? How long does it last? Are there any limitations?
Data team leader Sun Feng suddenly stood up from his chair, his eyes shining as he stared intently at the racket.
"Probability... random," Chen You answered honestly. "That's why it's called the random version. Duration: six hours. Number of uses: six."
random……
This word calmed the crowd, who had just become excited.
"Random means there's no guarantee of success," Zhang Yunhai frowned. "What if it fails? Will there be any backlash? Will the other side notice?"
"Well... I don't know either." Chen You shook his head. "But it can't hurt to give it a try."
Everyone fell silent again.
To control a person's mind for six hours at a time...
If we could control Kuroda Ryuji and make him go back and do something...
Chen You added, "I also have other disgusting props here."
"Since they are unreasonable and like to engage in these disgusting little tricks."
"Then we'll retaliate in a way that they can't understand and that's even more unreasonable."
"Let them turn this meticulously prepared political show into an unprecedented farce in front of the whole world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire command center fell silent.
A few seconds later.
"Haha...hahahaha!"
Tactical team leader Zhang Yunhai suddenly chuckled softly, the laughter growing louder and louder until he was slapping the table, laughing so hard that tears were almost streaming down his face.
"Great! What an immature suggestion! I love it!" He slammed his hand on the table. "Damn it, I've been holding back for so many years, this is the day!"
"Wait..." Sun Feng pursed his lips, his face showing both anticipation and fear.
"The disgusting prop you mentioned... how disgusting can it be?"
Chen You took a deep breath and held it. The next moment, a smelly sock floated above his palm.
He was even afraid of any contact, so he directly separated the spiritual energy barrier with his hands.
"Goblin's stinky socks, after being thrown..."
Before he could finish speaking, a series of retching sounds came from around him.
"Holy crap, quick, go check if the toilet exploded!"