"Ah, this..."
The young man showed a surprised look on his face. He wanted to refute it, but found that he didn't know what to say.
"Of course..."
Another tall staff member smiled and said, "We will not lower the evaluation because the single soldier requested the cooperation of the patrol army. In fact, whether it was him or his information analysis specialist who came up with this idea, it is a good thing that he can request the cooperation of the patrol army... We are not afraid of the ability users requesting cooperation, we are afraid of the ability users refusing to cooperate."
"So giving him this evaluation is already very good, after all, I heard that he is still a newcomer..."
"..."
"So..."
Looking at the two seniors who were very reserved and arrogant, the young man showed a puzzled expression on his face: "The work of our out-of-control risk assessment team is to analyze whether there is a better way to deal with the matter after the ability users have completed their tasks, and then make an evaluation of their tasks in the form of discussion?"
"..."
The two seniors choked and looked at the young man with a faint look in their eyes.
The young man shivered and began to worry about whether he could pass his internship.
"You are wrong..."
The fatter senior thought for a moment, then looked at the young man seriously: "Our task is not to judge whether there is a better way to deal with it, but to judge how much humanity they still have in the process of performing the task..."
"The more humanity, the lower the risk of losing control."
"..."
"That's right..."
Another senior with a taller figure sighed earnestly and said: "You may not know that the risk of losing control of this ability user was set at 85% at the beginning. As he did a good job in several consecutive tasks, it has been lowered to below 80%, but because of the previous Knights' attack on the city, it soared all at once and even exceeded 90%!"
"But now, I don't know if there is any new progress. The data shows that he has lowered it a little bit."
"Now it's 85%!"
"..."
The young man was slightly surprised: "85... This has exceeded the limit of recruitment, right?"
"Yes!"
The tall senior nodded: "And our job is to secretly... observe him and see if we can reduce it a little bit."
"From the performance of this mission, I think it's no problem to reduce it by 5%."
"..."
"It's just 5%, it's too little..."
When faced with different opinions, the young man felt that the question of whether he could pass the internship period was not important, and continued to argue weakly: "I think he is very gentle and kind, and he has been protecting others as much as possible..."
"And from receiving this task to the final handling, he did much better than ordinary people..."
"..."
"You are right, but you missed a detail."
The slightly fat staff member slowly spoke: "When he was threatened by the 'ghost' ability user with hostages, it seemed that he first used words to intimidate the ability user, and then took advantage of the unpreparedness and suddenly took action to lock him in a person's body."
"How he did it specifically is not within our scope of work, so we won't discuss it."
"But what worries me most is that he didn't react at all to the hostage threat."
"You can understand that he is trying to break down his opponent's psychological defenses, but what if... he really doesn't care?"
"..."
The young man was speechless when he heard this.
It seems to be a contradiction that a person who cares so much about others shows no concern for hostages.
"I have a different opinion on this point..."
On the other hand, the tall senior frowned and said, "Although it is possible, the probability is relatively low..."
The slightly fat senior said, "Low probability is also possible..."
The tall senior said, "If you put it this way, everyone in this world may be a pervert. Let's just pick the smallest probability. This child robbed another child of a candy. Should I suspect that he will definitely be a criminal when he grows up and eliminate him in advance?"
The slightly fat senior said, "Well... that makes sense. What do you mean?"
"Raise it higher?"
"Why don't we forget it this time? Every time we change the rating, we have to write an extra report..."
"Then give him a higher rating next time to neutralize it?"
"I think it's okay."
"..."
The young man who had just felt a little admiration in his heart was confused again: "Isn't this still a result reached through discussion?"
"Drive, drive..."
The two seniors had already come up with the final answer at this time, and whispered: "He just chose to accept another mission."
"It seems that we are going to Satellite City No. 4..."
"..."
At the same time, the motorcycle stopped near the guard hall. Lu Xin, who was riding under a street lamp, was riding on the motorcycle, looking carefully at a small display screen embedded in the card slot on his arm. On it was the information that Han Bing had just sent to him. The content was the field mission with more contribution points that Han Bing tried his best to help him choose at his request.
"The drunkard in Satellite City No. 4, requesting to dispatch a spider-type ability user to assist?"
"..."
In the channel, Han Bing added softly: "The source of this pollution incident is an unexplained assassination of a business owner in Satellite City No. 4. The incident was determined to be abnormal by the investigation team, and then the drunkard was responsible for the investigation. After a month, she found some useful clues and was ready to clear the opponent in one go, so she sent a request for help to the headquarters..."
Lu Xin nodded and slowly swiped the screen, and saw that it was all some criminal case information that happened not long ago: "The general manager of Yinhuan Business Co., Ltd. in Satellite City No. 4 was killed under the protection of bodyguards. The doors and windows were intact, but the head was missing..."
"Members of the illegal criminal organization of the Red Vest Brotherhood were collectively killed, and their limbs were arranged like potted plants?"
"Red Moon Story Club No. 3: Headless ghosts wandering in Satellite City No. 4?"
"..."
Looking at these materials, Lu Xin couldn't help but frown.
It was too messy. After just flipping through a few pages, he saw that some of the information was about murders reported in regular newspapers, some were records of strange events that were strictly forbidden to be disclosed as internal information, and even some urban anecdotes published in story clubs...
How did these unrelated things get put together?
…
…
"These are all submitted by Drunkard to the headquarters."
Han Bing explained softly: "Drunkard is a level 3 special talent with high autonomy. After she took over this matter, she was fully responsible. Even the information we have now was submitted by her. Therefore, our information team has not received any reports on the specific progress of the matter. We only know that this matter is very important and the hazard level…"
After a slight pause, she said: "It is set at level 3."
"Level 3?"
Lu Xin was slightly moved: "Then…"
Han Bing's voice was a little lighter, and he said: "The total reward reached one million, and there are also one hundred contribution points."
"For Qinggang City, this is a big deal."
Han Bing said: "In theory, Drunkard applied for help from a spider-type ability user, and the first candidate would be Mr. Gecko…"
Lu Xin nodded. According to the information, Gekko is a level 3 special talent, which is indeed higher than himself.
Then he was a little surprised: "Then why can I take over?"
"Because..."
Han Bing seemed to be holding back his laughter and said: "Mr. Gekko has always been afraid of drunkards and was very resistant. Considering the emotions of the capable people in the cooperation parties in the handling of mental pollution incidents, it is also a factor that needs to be seriously considered, so I didn't make it difficult for him."
"Why? Isn't the drunkard good-looking..."
Lu Xin was a little surprised, but for him, this decision was not difficult to make: "But it doesn't matter, I'll go over..."
A million yuan reward is really not important.
What's important is a hundred contribution points.
I only need 45 points to reach level 3. If I can get half of it...
Han Bing smiled and said, "Okay, I'll notify the drunkard."
"That..."
Lu Xin, who originally thought that the reward was not important, paused for a moment and asked, "Not only the contribution points, but also the reward will be shared with me, right?"
"Yes..."
Han Bing smiled happily: "The drunkard has always been a very generous person."