Chapter 1181: Infernal Affairs

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"Hello, number seven~!" A familiar voice came from behind the wooden board next door.
Yinguang was suddenly excited: finally found the organization.
His careful liver seemed to fall to the ground with a "click", and he breathed a long sigh of relief. Even his bowels were much smoother.
Out of caution, Yin Guangqiang suppressed [Xing] from his heart, lowered his voice, and said, "Seven times seven?"
"Uh..." The person next door seemed to have encountered an accident. After a moment of delay, he smiled and said: "It's me. Don't be so careful. Since I dare to show up, it means it's safe."
Then No. 49 next door pinched his nose and muffled: "What did you eat in the morning? The smell is so strong?"
Yinguang's face blushed, and he felt a little embarrassed. I was struggling in the mountain a few days ago, and finally came back. In the past two days, I have been reincarnated with a lot of fish and meat like the reincarnation of the evil spirits. The taste is naturally not much better.
He wanted to explain, but then he threw the idea behind his head, and solemnly said: "The guy watching me is still outside, I'll make a long story short." He paused, and then quickly said: "Until now, There is still no demon army in Oldheim, where there are six liches, and there are ominous dark knights.
A large number of barbarians were sent to the death temple in the city after their deaths.
There is a lich in front of me..."
When he said this, thinking of the situation at the time, he still couldn't help but tremble, and then he continued: "In my presence, a barbarian turned into a skeleton. According to them, what kind of elite is this making? Skeleton soldiers...
The six people who came with me this time are all dark wizards. The three hundred barbarians in the other courtyard are also their subordinates.
I have gotten the plan for the summer offensive from Baron Gore, and the Dark Mage has also seen it and told the old ghost Shajin that the enemy already knows the plan.
In the future, the dark wizards will definitely set a trap for that offensive plan, but my status in Oldheim is low. And they are not trusted, it is impossible to reach their senior level, and there is no way to get their corresponding plans, so..."
Yinguang exhaled a large part of words at a very fast rate, not daring to gasp. I am afraid that the information I have obtained cannot be delivered.
You know, this is all because he risked his life.
Not only to inquire about the news every day, but also to deal with the Dark Mage. So as not to show the horse's feet. Even sleeping with one eye open, for fear that he might accidentally say some strange dreams.
During this period of undercover, trembling and stressful. Every day is like suffering in hell.
He didn't want to put in a lot of effort, and the precious information he had just obtained was useless because he couldn't pass it on.
On the 49th, he suddenly interrupted him, saying: "Relax, on the 7th, what you said. We basically know it."
Yinguang still quickly said: "Don't interrupt me, where I am talking. By the way, so, in order to avoid losses, you must as soon as possible"... He said this, and then suddenly understood, and said in surprise:" What, you...you all know?"
Forty-nine chuckled. "We don't know what happened to Oldheim in front of you. But Baron Gore is here..."
He paused, and sneered contemptuously: "Baron Gore is infiltrated like a sieve here. Not only your dark mage. There are our people, some who run errands for the Holy See, there are actually Parthia and a few Other forces.
The double agents in this building get together, enough to play two mahjong tables. "
The goblin did not expect Baron Gore’s northern intelligence center to be so wonderful, but when I think about Baron Gore’s eyesight with money, he can only smile and shook his head, and said, "Is there anything else going on for me? Is it above? What's the new order?"
While speaking, there was an expectation in his tone. Although he also knew that this kind of expectation was extremely slim, he still wondered deep down in his heart whether there would be an order from above to transfer himself from here and get out of the sea of ​​suffering from now on, so he didn't need to live in this way.
Forty-nine was speechless for a while.
He also knew that as an undercover agent, especially Silver Light who penetrated deeply into the dark wizards, dealing with those wizards who kill people at every turn, the inner pressure must be extremely great.
But now, among the entire human race, the spy who can successfully penetrate the dark wizard is only Silver Light alone.
The goblin Yinguang did not notice at all. Before he knew it, he had become a veritable ace spy and a legend in the CIA. Plays a huge role that no one can replace.
Under this circumstance, how could there be someone else to replace him, and it is impossible to replace him at all~!
He paused, then pretended not to hear the meaning of Yinguang's words, pretending to be relaxed: "Haha, it's okay, just contact you. By the way...
The old ghost in your mouth asked me to bring you a word. "
Yin Guang curled his lips and said, "That old guy must have nothing good. From the time he lied to me with the first lollipop, I knew that Shajin had two horns less than the devil."
On the forty-ninth, he laughed out loud and said: "That Shajin said, take care. He also said that your mother is not only getting fatter, but also nagging. He doesn't want to support you. Now."
Yinguang fell silent for a while, and then murmured, "Fuck ball..."
His voice was a little hoarse, even with a hint of crying.
The 49th also admired the silver light of the goblin extremely, but at this time, there was only a moment of silence.
After a while, he continued: "By the way, do you have any requirements on the 7th? The boss is also here these two days."
"Boss? That boss?" The goblin Yinguang was taken aback, thought for a moment, and said in surprise: "Big boss?"
If Shajin comes, he will be told at the beginning on the 49th, and the third boss, Deipule, is responsible for smuggling and infiltration against the demons. Regardless of this stall, of course, he will not come to this ghost place, then only the big boss Belem.
The goblin did not expect that No. 49 said lightly: "No~! It's the ultimate big boss and the ultimate little boss."
Yin Guang took a sigh of relief, unable to speak for a long time.
The 49th waited for a long time and there was no sound in the next room. He knocked on the wall and said, "No. 7?"
Goblin Silverlight hesitated for a long time. Finally made up his mind, took a deep breath, and said: "Can you let me meet the boss?"
"Hey?" The 49th cried out in surprise.
Yin Guang scratched his head disappointedly, and said, "Is it difficult?"
"That's not~!" No. 49 shook his head and chuckled softly: "I have to ask the boss for instructions. You can wait for my news."
Yinguang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, how do you notify me?"
The 49th said with confidence: "If you need to let you know, you will know it naturally. Okay. I'm leaving now. To avoid doubt, you'd better wait a while before leaving."
Yinguang snorted coldly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Is this a trivial matter, do you want you to teach?"
On the forty-ninth, he chuckled twice and stopped talking. Immediately, there was a flushing sound from the compartment, and then the goblin heard the compartment door open, and a man walked out of the bathroom humming a little.
The goblin waited patiently for a while. Then I walked out.
As soon as I went out, I saw Flint leaning on the opposite wall, his hands on his chest. Looking at him with an impatient expression.
There was a chuckle in the ground carefully, and he secretly said: Did this guy find anything?
Flint's face was drawn long, and he said angrily: "Why do you go so long?"
Yin Guangbai glanced at him, his tone was also impatient, and said, "Can you manage to eat too much?"
Then he stopped responding to Flint, waved his hand, and returned to his office.
Flint could only give the goblin a vicious look behind him.
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It was about a mile from the striking office building of Baron Gore. It is a two-story, three-story commercial area juxtaposed with small buildings, and it can be regarded as a bustling section of Weiji City.
Among them is a wide three-story building. Downstairs is a normal business shop, the first floor and the second floor are stores, and the third floor is the warehouse.
In the half-story loft on the top floor, there is a circular vent window with a grid of wooden windows. At this moment, behind the window, on a delicate tripod, driving a large telescope like an astronomical telescope.
The camera is facing the Northern Intelligence Center in the distance.
Lorraine was standing behind the sight glasses, leaning his eyes in front of the mirror, carefully observing the huāgang rock building one mile away.
Although the image at the edge of the lens is somewhat distorted, the effect is not significant. Through the high-magnification looking glasses, the situation in the Baron Gore building was clearly seen. "Thank you Baron Gore for installing the floor-to-ceiling windows." Lorraine whistled and said to himself.
Several venture capital company agents behind Lorraine laughed together. That is the special contempt and disdain of professionals for rookies.
In the CIA, even in the daytime, all the windows are closed, leaving only a small slit for the people inside to look out. Almost all windows are blank.
To deal with these idiots, everyone can pack up to eight of them alone, but still with one hand tied.
Through the large French windows, most of the scenes in the office fell into Lorraine's eyes. In order to have a good view in the office, most of the desks are placed by the window, and some even face the desk.
In front of a window, a man leaned his legs on the table with a wine glass in his hand.
In the other window, a fat man was sitting at the table and digging his nostril, his fingers stuck in his mouth again.
Lorraine let out a nauseous retching and quickly moved away from the camera.
At the next window, a middle-aged man was slamming the head of the opposite person with a file, and the guy who was beaten stood upright, motionless. It seems that the boss is teaching his subordinates.
Lorraine soon discovered the silver light of the goblin. His short figure was sitting at the large desk, with only a head and short shoulders exposed, which looked like a large puppet on a chair.
The goblin was lying on his desk at the moment, not knowing what he was flipping through.
Next door is the office of the goblin's subordinates. Through the window, you can see a few small tables in the room. A barbarian is lying on his back and sleeping on a chair. Two people dressed as ordinary clerks are sitting around the table. It seems to be in a daze.
The person next to him was blocked by the wall, showing only two legs.
They are the dark wizards who monitor the goblins.
Lorraine observed them carefully for a few minutes, and apart from the sordid expression, they were no different from ordinary humans.
Suddenly sitting by the window, a dark mage turned his head and looked out the window, then stood up and drew the curtains.
"Which is Gore's office?" Lord Lorraine turned around, looking for the figure of the head of the Northern Intelligence Station, and suddenly the camera swept a picture. Suddenly stopped.
"In the middle..." Chief Mansfield was about to speak.
Lord Lorraine suddenly waved his hand and said: "Needless to say about me, I found out, oh~!"
Lorraine seemed to have discovered something surprising, and suddenly let out a long sigh of surprise, then smacked his lips, half admired, half helplessly said: "This old boy really knows how to play~!"
When Leo heard of interest, he pushed Lorraine. Anxiously said: "What's fun, boss let me see."
Lorraine smiled and pushed Leo's head, and said, "Go, not for children."
"Chee" Leo shook his head and said angrily: "It's rare to see if you love it."
Lorraine dropped his glasses and stood up, with a sad expression on his face, and said, "Why don't I have such a female secretary?"
The subordinates listened in their ears, and at the same time felt the special sadness of their big boss's words. If sorrowful autumn goes to winter, it is normal.
Section Chief Mansfield, who is in charge of the entire department, leaned in front of the spectacles and glanced in confusion, and was seeing a female secretary crawling out from under the desk between Baron Gore's legs. He also raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth.
Mansfield's jealousy rose for an instant, and he wished to rush up to strangle Baron Gore and sit in that position, but in the end he could only smack his lips like Lord Lorraine, unwillingly and enviously said: " This grandson will really enjoy it."
No. 49's eyes lit up, and she rushed forward to squeeze her boss away. But Section Chief Mansfield held his head and pushed it aside, saying, "Not suitable for children."
At the end of the forty-ninth, only slapped his teeth at his section chief, waiting for him to grab the telescope. Only saw a female secretary in a gray skirt walking out of Baron Gore's office with a coquettish waist.
Section Chief Mansfield pulled out a few pieces of paper from the messy desk and said: "The lives of No.7 and the fireflies are quite regular."
Firefly is the code name of the dark wizards.
"They get up at seven o'clock in the morning, and the seventh will be served by their female secretary to eat a good breakfast." Mansfield felt that his saliva could not help but secretly cursed in his heart: Damn goblin, I'm here While eating dry bread, he was eating blueberry cake fed by the secretary.
Lorraine is now very sensitive to the word "woman secretary" and couldn't help rubbing his nose, and sighed disappointedly.
Section Chief Mansfield continued: "Go out at 7:50 and arrive at the office on time at 8 o'clock. Then I sit there until eleven.
Usually Gore will invite them to dinner. After lunch, there will be a two-hour lunch break, and then work at five o’clock. On the 7th, sometimes he will go to a nightclub in the city called the secret huā garden with other officials for entertainment until ten o’clock in the evening. Back to the hotel, and then locked in the room until dawn.
The firefly stuck to No. 7's clothes in the middle, even when he went to the toilet, he would guard outside the door. We must be very cautious when approaching the Seventh. "
Lorraine asked, "Are you careful about the firefly action?"
"Be very careful." Section Chief Mansfield nodded in affirmation, and said: "They only look at No.7 and don't usually touch anyone. They rarely even talk to No.7's female secretary. Maybe they are afraid of talking too much. Lost.
The three hundred barbarians he brought with him stayed in the inn without even leaving the gate.
Boss, what do you think of No. 7's proposal? "
Lorraine didn't hesitate, and said directly: "Then see you. I'm also very interested in this guy."
"Okay, boss." Chief Mansfield responded, then clapped his hands, and the opponent said, "I heard it all, guys, take action. Three types of plans."
Mansfield looked at Lorraine and said, "Boss, I have to be wronged and put on makeup."
"Okay" Lorraine nodded in agreement, and said, "That's it."
The agents in the room moved quickly. They dragged several boxes of different sizes from all corners of the room, piled them beside Lorraine, and quickly opened the boxes.
The box is divided into multiple layers like drawers, and each layer is filled with small things. The agents placed the contents one by one beside Lorraine.
There are mirrors and brushes for makeup, powder like foundation, and small sealed bottles.
The other box is filled with various accessories, from diamond brooches, pure gold buttons, leather belts, which are used only by the nobles, to gem rings and pure gold necklaces commonly worn by the rich, to those consumed by small civil servants. Exquisite gold and silver jewelry, crystal chain.
Finally, to the bone buttons of ordinary people, small things made of tin or iron.
Everything is available in this box.
The largest box contained all clothes, the nobles' costumes, the military uniforms of officers and soldiers, the clothes of the rich and the poor, vendors or farmers, handlebars or small stalls, everything.
The cabinets standing on the walls are full of shoes.
With only these things, they can show up on the street disguised as people of various identities and professions.
A capable middle-aged man next to him pulled out a beautiful invitation card from his bag, lit up the lights and lay on the table and began to write an invitation letter by stroke.
Another young man in his thirties stood opposite Lorraine and said, "Boss, please bear with me for the time being, it will be better soon. My craft is still taught by Mrs. Adele."
Adele is a great expert in makeup and disguise, and the effect she has done is that she can't detect any abnormalities even face to face. The makeup artists of venture capital companies have all learned from her.
The makeup artist skillfully poured the potions from different bottles, some mixed together, some dressed in powder, and some directly applied to Lorraine's face and hands.
While working, the makeup artist explained:
Any skin that may be exposed must be taken care of, otherwise it is the most exposed place.
Your hair is very young and will expose your age, so you should also be older. "
The agent next to him picked out a suit of businessman's clothing, matched it with medium-value accessories, and took out a pair of sturdy 80% new cowhide boots from the cabinet.
Section Chief Mansfield said: "You have to pretend to be a small and medium-sized businessman near Knand, whose name is Rockefeller, with a family property of around five or six thousand gold coins, and specializes in reselling activities, just to see what you make.
You are a distant relative of Phillips, the deputy stationmaster of Baron Gore~EbookFREE.me~ through him to make a deal with the goblin.
The last sentence of Weiji’s dialect has a heavier ending with a nasal sound. Just press this under your tongue and speak slowly.
Firefly has never seen you, so don't worry too much about the details. "
At this time, No. 49 received the letter enclosed in the envelope and walked out of the room with a whistle.
Lorraine was in a daze, as if returning to the movie theater to watch a hot action movie, where the agents also used skilled skills to become another person, but the protagonist was now replaced by himself.
An hour later, Lorraine stood in front of the mirror and saw a small middle-aged businessman with a slight blessing inside.
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