Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 1001 Kiyokawa Rei
Completely bewildered, Xia Shou opened the department's casual chat group and tagged Li Ming: 【Xiao Ming, I just saw a news article in the elevator. Is this also part of public relations?】

Five minutes later, someone finally replied, but it wasn't Li Ming who replied; it was Wu Lang.

Goro: [Hehe~ Looks like Xia has a rival now.]

Xia Shou was a little surprised: "You and Sister Ying have settled things?"

Goro: [It's been a few days since it ended. I almost died this time. I'm on a plane with Yingjie now. By the way, who's that foreign guy in the news? How can he be so pretentious? I really don't like him.]

Li Ming: [@Xia Shou, I just contacted the administration department, and they said this program is handled by the Tokyo branch in Japan. It seems there's been a slight mishap. We're currently communicating with them on the other side.]

At this moment, Xia Shou also walked into the office.

He pushed open the door and the first thing he saw was Xiao Gao, who had just sat up from the folding bed and was still sleepy. Then he saw Father Charles and Ke Hen chatting. Finally, he saw Li Ming standing in front of the printer waiting for the documents.

“I knew this kid’s dad before. Actually, before joining Babel Tower, his dad was a defector from the funeral home. I guess the Tokyo branch thought this experience wasn’t very honorable, so they omitted it,” Charles said.

Ke Hen raised an eyebrow: "This guy's family background is quite complicated, but why would he target Senior Xia Shou?"

Kehen looked at him and asked, "Senior, have you offended him before?"

Xia Shou shrugged: "Never seen him before. It must be because of the minister, just like Huang Changnian? But why did Tokyo allow him to say that on the show? The show seemed to have been interrupted suddenly, so it was a live broadcast accident?"

Charles: "The control center doesn't actually broadcast live. Even nominally broadcast live streams have a two or three-second delay, so this kind of situation is unlikely to occur. However, people from Japan are always serious and rigid in their work, so it's normal for accidents to happen."

At this moment, Li Ming, who was staring at his phone, suddenly said, "There's new information from the administration department. That last part of the speech was added by the person himself; it wasn't in the program's script."

"Why does this person want to replace Brother Shou? Is he very strong?" Jiang Wengao sat down at his workstation in a daze, his eyes bloodshot as he began to make instant coffee.

"Wait a minute, let me see. It seems the administration department has already sorted things out." After reading the reply, Li Ming looked up at everyone and said, "Except for his last unexpected comment, we understand everything else."

This person is named Kiyogawa Rei. His parents are both core members of other organizations and hold very high positions in both organizations. His joining the Control Bureau went against the wishes of both his parents, so his joining has very important political significance for the Control Bureau.

In addition, his physique is at level two beyond the limit, and his abnormal level is level three. As a superhuman, his strength is also very powerful. Such strength, combined with his outstanding appearance, makes him very suitable to become a hot topic of public opinion.

In Tokyo, they planned to promote him as a new generation image ambassador and dedicate resources to shaping him into a quintessential hero. This was supposed to be his first public appearance, but unexpectedly, this incident occurred.

"Heh, so you're a pampered young master from a wealthy family." Charles chuckled. "And a young nobleman who doesn't want to be a mere ornament."

Xia Shou sighed and pulled up a chair to sit down: "He won't come looking for trouble with me, will he?"

"These privileged kids, raised in a greenhouse, won't know their own worth unless someone pushes them. But... with his background, it'll be difficult for Tokyo to handle him."

Of course, it's hard to say what he might have learned from his father, who was quite a difficult person.

Jiang Wengao's eyes lit up: "So, if he learned something from his father, he might not necessarily lose even against Brother Shou?"

Charles glanced at Jiang Wengao, then looked at Xia Shou: "If he's just a pretty face, then when he comes to cause trouble for Xia Shou, he shouldn't get a scratch. But if he's really got some skills... he might get crippled if he's lucky, or he might end up with me if he's unlucky."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Wengao asked, looking puzzled.

Kehen translated Charles's words: "It means that if that person is not strong, Senior Xia Shou can hold back and let him lose without getting hurt. But if that guy is somewhat strong and can't control his strength, he might be killed by Senior Xia Shou." "Is this person that weak?" Xia Shou questioned.

"It seems you have no idea about your own abilities. Would you like me to give you an evaluation?"
Tell me, how much of your power in Blood Dynasty is truly your own?

Is that groom-like anomaly your summon?

What about that sword that shines like moonlight?

And that mask—which of its abilities can you use in the real world as well?

"No, apart from the Moonlight Sword which is mine, everything else I obtained was through the methods Rosa left me, directly or indirectly," Xia Shou said modestly.

“I know you can manipulate space with mirrors and teleport when attacked, but isn’t that mask one of your abilities?” Charles asked, looking incredulous.

"No."

“That might indeed be my misjudgment, but even if that’s all there is to it, you’re more than capable of dealing with that kid.” Charles paused after saying that, then added, “I’m guessing.”

“Charles, it’s a bad habit to ask about other people’s superpowers.”

The door was pushed open, and a familiar voice came from outside. Shangguan Yan, with his hair down, appeared in front of everyone, wearing his usual masked smile.

"Minister, you've recovered?!" Jiang Wengao asked in surprise.

"I can only walk now." Shangguan Yan pointed to the plaster on his neck and the bandage on his wrist.

"Uh, I suddenly remembered I have some things to do, so I'll be going now." Father Charles smiled awkwardly, stood up, made the sign of the cross on his chest, picked up the coffin from the wall, and quickly slipped out.

"Minister, do you know this person?" Jiang Wengao asked.

"I don't remember him. Xiaoming, compile his personal information and send it to the group. This person's remarks might draw public attention to us."

Although it may seem like just a challenge to one's reputation, its timing makes it hard not to suspect there's some other motive behind it.

After considering for a moment, Shangguan Yan turned to Jiang Wengao and said, "Have Xiaoyue's group arranged the containment measures for Vero? If they have, we should probably set off soon to avoid any unforeseen complications."

"They're all ready over there, but..."

"but what?"

"I feel that I am no longer suitable to lead everyone." Jiang Wengao's expression was complicated, as if his face said, "I have something I can't say."

"reason?"

"I can't say, I really can't say." Jiang Wen shrugged.

(End of this chapter)