MTL - God Simulator-Chapter 314 special agent

  Chapter 314 Special Intelligence Agent

  Capturing Zhoudao, Lu Yao has harvested a complete Lordless Divine Kingdom, which has never happened before.

   Collecting a Jiuhezhu, even if it cannot be transmitted, just its own channel guide is a priceless navigation and positioning in the crawling area.

   Most of the kingdoms of God that can be favored by Zunlong are industries with great potential.

  Lu Yao is going to follow the trajectory of the Longsu Passage and try to collect them one by one.

  If it can be incorporated into the Yao civilization system, that is the best. If it is too difficult, replace it with another one.

  Lu Yao looked at the screen.

  Zhou Island is slowly turning inside the ring boundary group. Due to the existence of the spectacle [Red Coral Mirage], except for Lu Yao, Youguishen and Zhulu King cannot directly observe this kingdom of God.

   This reduces a lot of unnecessary trouble.

  Lu Yao ordered Slimmode to try to transplant red corals and mirages into the world of the Yao people, and ordered Philos to lead the White Castle to attack, to see if the mirages could be restored and applied in other worlds.

   After finishing all this, he got up and rubbed his neck.

  The increase in population has brought about an increase in physiological perception, but the extent of this increase becomes smaller and smaller, and it did not allow Lu Yao to directly transform into a superman.

   Fatigue and sleepiness are still inevitable.

  The human body is like this old computer, which is used frequently all the year round, and it does not know when something will happen.

  So Lu Yao gritted his teeth and bought a second-hand laptop computer as a backup.

  He opened the window and took two breaths of the cold air outside.

  There are not many pedestrians on the street, and the cold weather in early February is piercingly cold.

  He noticed an envelope fluttering in the wind hanging from a street lamp in the parking alley.

  What's the matter with Song Shiyi?

  Lu Yao called Isabel over, and after nightfall, she took the letter off the lamp post.

  The envelope was moistened by the fog, and the letter paper inside was sealed in a transparent plastic bag, but it was not affected.

  The letter reads—

  Miss Mary:

   Not long ago, I was officially promoted to a senior prosecutor and qualified to independently hire special intelligence officers. If your friend is interested, I hope to interview you.

  Intelligents do not need to fulfill the responsibility of the committee, they only maintain a single-line contact with the senior prosecutors they contact, they will be paid a certain amount every month, and they will also have the right to view non-classified information in the committee database. Looking forward to your response.

   Congratulations on the new year, and respect.

   Song Shiyi

  Special intelligence agent?

  Lu Yao thought about it and decided to explore the situation first.

   Not long after, Isabel and Song Shiyi got in touch, and the two met in the parking alley.

  Today, Song Shiyi is wearing a gray woolen coat with a white close-fitting turtleneck sweater inside. Her hair has grown a bit, and it is tied into a small bun behind her head.

  曐Niao Mingzai still rested on her shoulder, it seemed a little sleepy, with its head drooping.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

   She waves.

  Isabelle nodded, maintaining her usual ruthless reticence.

   "Miss Mary, what do your friends think about the specially hired intelligence agent? By the way, let me tell you about the intelligence agent policy first."

Song Shiyi exhaled a breath of white air, and said: "The intelligence officer system is a channel for social groups opened up by the committee to better obtain intelligence resources. As long as it can provide information, it is considered an intelligence agent. Grading, intelligence reward settlement... Different grades of intelligence will get different rewards."

   "Specially hired intelligence officers are a step further. They are equivalent to the senior prosecutor's own informants. For safety and confidentiality, single-line contact is used. Only the single-line contact person knows the identity of the intelligence officer, and all responsibilities are borne by the prosecutor."

She actively introduced: "The budget given by the committee is that there will be 4,200 yuan of information fees per month. The travel subsidy is 320 yuan a day for accommodation, and 120 food subsidies, which can be reimbursed for bus tickets and air tickets. If you participate in the mission, There are also special execution funds..."

   "But these are not important. I think what is useful to your friends is the committee's database. If I become a special intelligence officer, I can disclose to you some information that does not involve confidentiality procedures."

   "The information accumulated by countless people is also the core asset of the committee."

  Lu Yao was moved.

  4000 yuan is a little less than my own salary, but there is no problem living alone.

  More importantly, you can get rid of the shackles of working hours and concentrate on the simulator.

  With the support of data accumulated by the committee, I can avoid a lot of detours and get more reference information.

  Isabel followed Lu Yao's instructions and asked, "Why me?"

   "Because you are very strong."

   "..."

   This answer makes sense.

  Song Shiyi said sternly: "Of course, it's not the only reason. Although we don't have much contact, but according to my work records in the notepad, I can be sure that you and I are actually the same kind of people."

   "They are all doing their own duties well. They don't want to cause trouble, and they don't want to pry into privacy and secrets."

   "I think our cooperation will go smoothly."

   This reason sounds okay.

  Although Lu Yao still firmly believes that if it is another person, such as a blood knight or a tyrant, there will be absolutely no such treatment. Maybe the first time they meet, they will be classified as a dangerous person and become the target of the committee.

  Popularity itself is also an outstanding talent, and this talent has played a big role in Isabel's past life or this life.

   "You agree? Great."

  Song Shiyi smiled brightly: "To celebrate our becoming colleagues, let's have a stew! My treat!"

   But she seemed to remember something immediately.

   "It may not be possible today... There is still a business to deal with."

   Isabelle said, "Need help?"

   "If you want, of course I welcome it."

  Song Shiyi talked about her official business.

  This matter has to start with the Hong Mouxiong incident at a roadside restaurant.

  …

   That Hong Mouxiong confessed to his crime after being interrogated by the committee.

   But the truth he told surprised the committee.

  Hong Mouxiong claimed that he was not willing to do this kind of thing at first, but he just wanted to cheat Xiaoqian with fire props, and he would not dare to commit a serious crime under the criminal law.

   But one day after get off work, he met a child at the door of the restaurant.

  The child's hair and eyebrows were all white, as if he had albinism. He was wearing a baseball cap, and his fingers were folding a blank piece of paper.

  The child said to Hong Mouxiong: "I have seen everything you do."

  Hong Mouxiong pretended not to hear, and walked by.

   And all the way back to the place where he lived, the child was actually standing at the door of his house, his fingers still making paper.

  Hong Mouxiong was taken aback by the evil situation.

   "I've seen everything you do."

  The child said softly: "You stole a lot of people's money. If you are caught, you should go to jail, right?"

  Hong Mouxiong pretended to be calm: "Who are you?"

  The child just said: "Tomorrow night, bring someone to play with me on the roof. As an atonement."

  He spread out his hand, and there was a paper figure in his palm.

  The paper man was blown by the wind and landed on Hong Mouxiong's shoulder, making him feel like he was being watched by something terrifying, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. It seems that as long as you act rashly, something terrible will happen in the next second.

   "It will watch you."

  The child clapped his hands: "Remember, you must bring someone back to find me tomorrow night. I will wait for you on the roof. Otherwise, I will have to find you."

   After speaking, he walked upstairs along the stairs and disappeared.

  Hong Mouxiong returned home in a trance, his body was soaked in sweat.

  He looked around, trying to find the little white figure, but he couldn't find it.

   Is this all some kind of hallucination?

   He was lying on the bed with great difficulty, and was about to fall asleep in a daze, when a voice suddenly rang in his ear.

   "Forgot to introduce myself..."

  The child's voice made him shiver all over, and he turned on the light abruptly, only to find the origami figure standing in the neckline.

  The voice comes from the paper figurine.

   "My name is Beidou."

  The paper figurine said: "You can also call me Mr. Lian Zhenxing."

  (end of this chapter)