Chapter 314 Specially Hired Intelligence Officer

By capturing Zhou Island, Lu Yao gained a complete ownerless kingdom of God, which had never happened before.

Once you collect a Nine-He Pillar, even if you cannot transmit it, its built-in channel guidance alone is priceless navigation positioning in the crawling area.

I think most of the divine kingdoms that Zunlong has noticed are industries with great potential.

Lu Yao planned to follow the trajectory of the Longxu Passage and try to collect them one by one.

If it can be incorporated into the Yao civilization system, that would be the best. If it is too difficult, switch to the next one.

Lu Yao looked at the screen.

The island of Zhou is slowly rotating within the inner circle of the circular circle. Due to the existence of the wonder [Red Coral Mirage], except for Lu Yao, the ghost god and the Bamboo Reed King cannot directly observe this kingdom of God.

This reduces a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Lu Yao ordered Slemode to try to transplant the red coral and mirage into the Yao clan world, and ordered Philus to lead the attack on the White Castle to see if the mirage could be restored for use in other worlds.

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

The increase in population brought about an enhancement in physiological perception, but the magnitude of this enhancement became smaller and smaller as time went on, and it did not allow Lu Yao to directly transform into a superman.

Fatigue and sleepiness are still unavoidable.

The human body is like this old computer. It is used frequently all year round and you never know when something might go wrong.

So after the New Year, Lu Yao gritted his teeth and bought a second-hand laptop as a backup.

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

There were not many people on the street, and the weather in early February was so cold that it stung my face.

He noticed an envelope hanging from a streetlight in the parking lane, fluttering in the wind.

What's the matter with Song Shiyi?

Lu Yao called Isabel over, and after nightfall, she took the letter down from the lamppost.

The envelope was made a little moist by the mist, but the letter paper inside was sealed in a transparent plastic bag, so it was not affected.

The letter reads:

Miss Mary:

Not long ago, I was officially promoted to senior prosecutor and qualified to be an independently employed special intelligence officer. If your friends are interested, I would like to meet with you.

The intelligence officer does not have to perform committee duties, but only maintains a single line of communication with the senior prosecutor he contacts. He will receive a certain amount of remuneration every month and will also have the right to view non-confidential information in the committee's database. I look forward to your response.

Happy New Year and best regards.

Song Shiyi

Specially hired intelligence officer? Lu Yao thought about it and decided to find out the situation first.

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

Today, Song Shiyi wore a gray wool coat with a white tight-fitting high-necked wool sweater underneath. Her hair had grown a little longer and was tied into a small bun at the back of her head.

Mingzai the bird was still on her shoulder. He seemed a little sleepy, with his head drooping.

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

She waved.

Isabel nodded, remaining her usual cool and taciturn self.

"Ms. Mary, what do your friends think about the special recruitment of intelligence agents? By the way, let me first tell you about the policy of intelligence agents."

Song Shiyi exhaled a breath of white air and said, "The intelligence agent system is a channel opened up by the committee for social groups in order to better obtain intelligence resources. As long as you can provide intelligence, you will be considered an intelligence agent. The committee's actuarial department will classify the value of the intelligence and settle the intelligence remuneration... Different levels of intelligence will receive different remunerations."

"Specially hired intelligence agents go a step further and are equivalent to informants of senior prosecutors themselves. For the sake of safety and confidentiality, they are all single-line contacts. The identity of the intelligence agent is only known to his single-line contact, and all responsibilities are borne by the prosecutor."

She introduced actively: "The budget given by the committee is that there will be 4,200 yuan of intelligence expenses every month. The travel allowance is 320 yuan a day for accommodation and 120 yuan for food. The tickets and air tickets can be reimbursed. If you participate in the execution of the mission, there are also special execution funds..."

"But none of this matters. What I think will be useful to your friend is the committee's database. If you become a special intelligence officer, I can disclose to you some intelligence that does not involve confidentiality procedures."

“The information accumulated by countless people is also the committee’s most core asset.”

Lu Yao was moved.

4,000 yuan is a little less than my salary, but it is enough for me to live on.

More importantly, you can break away from the constraints of working hours and concentrate on the simulator.

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

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

"Because you are strong."

“…”

There is some truth to this answer.

Song Shiyi said seriously: "Of course, there is more than just this reason. Although we don't interact much, based on the work records in my notebook, I can confirm that you and I are actually the same kind of people."

"We just do our job well. We don't want to cause trouble, and we won't pry into privacy or secrets."

“I think our cooperation will go smoothly.”

This reason sounds OK.

Although Lu Yao still believed that if it was another person, such as the Blood Knight or the Tyrant, he would never be treated like this. He might be classified as a dangerous person at the first meeting and become a target that the committee needs to monitor.

Being popular is itself an outstanding talent, and this talent played a big role in Isabel's past life and this life.

"You agree? Great."

Song Shiyi smiled happily: "To celebrate us becoming colleagues, let's go out for a meal! I'll treat you!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

But she seemed to remember something immediately.

"Maybe not today...I have some official business to attend to."

Isabel said, "Need help?"

"If you'd like, I'd certainly welcome it."

Song Shiyi talked about the official business she was doing.

This matter started with the incident involving Hong Mouxiong in a roadside restaurant.

…

After being interrogated by the committee, Hong Mouxiong confessed to his crimes.

But the truth he told took the committee by surprise.

Hong Mouxiong claimed that he was not willing to do such a thing in the first place, he just wanted to use the fire starter prop to cheat a little money, he did not dare to commit a serious crime under the criminal law.

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

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

The child said to Hong Mouxiong: "I saw everything you did."

Hong Mouxiong pretended not to hear and walked past.

When I returned all the way to where I lived, the child was standing at his door, still folding paper with his fingers.

Hong Mouxiong was shocked by this strange situation.

"I saw everything you did."

The child whispered, "You stole money from many people. If you were caught, you would go to jail, right?"

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

The kid just said, "Tomorrow night, bring someone to the rooftop to play with me. As atonement."

He spread out his hand, and there was a paper man on his palm.

The paper figure was blown by the wind and landed on Hong Mouxiong's shoulder, making him feel as if he was being stared at by something terrifying, with his hair standing on end. It seemed that if he made any rash move, something terrible would happen in the next second.

“It will watch you.”

The child clapped his hands and said, "Remember, you must bring someone back to see me tomorrow night. I will wait for you on the rooftop. Otherwise, I will have no choice but to look for you."

After saying that, he walked up the stairs and disappeared.

Hong Mouxiong returned home in a daze, his body soaked with sweat.

He looked around, trying to find the little white paper man, but he couldn't find him.

Was all this some kind of hallucination? He finally lay down on the bed, about to fall asleep, when a voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"I forgot to introduce myself..."

The child's voice made him shudder all over. He turned on the light and found the origami man standing in his collar.

The sound came from the paper man.

"My name is Beidou."

The paper figurine said, "You can also call me Lian Zhen Xingjun."

(End of this chapter)