Chapter 1084: The Hillbilly Enters the City (Seeking a Monthly Pass)
Chapter 1084: Country bumpkins enter the city (please vote for me)
"It just says that we will fully cooperate with your work." Nix glanced at Edwood with a strange expression on his face.
There was a bit of dissatisfaction and a bit of helplessness in his expression.
Edwood glanced at Knicks and felt keenly that this guy didn't seem to welcome his arrival. When he talked about cooperating with his work, he felt a little resistant in his heart.
He couldn't help but snorted to show his dissatisfaction.
Knicks couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, but he didn't care about Edwood's attitude.
For spies like Nicks and others who infiltrated into the enemy, they were surrounded by eyes staring at them, so one can imagine the mental pressure they were under.
Every day was spent on tenterhooks, and I didn't even dare to close one eye when sleeping. I wished I could sleep with my eyes open like a fish.
Every time you do something, before you say a word, you have to think about it three or five times. Will there be any problems in speaking and doing things this way? Will it reveal flaws and be suspected by others? Will it be exposed to Lorraine who is active in Nai'an?
The hawks found it.
Therefore, the work of spies is very professional. Qualified spies like them are smart people with shrewd minds and thoughtful minds. They can be said to be the smartest group of people on the mainland.
Hardou himself attaches great importance to espionage work. Among his brilliant achievements, accurate and detailed intelligence can be said to be the most important.
It has been training intelligence personnel to penetrate the enemy's interior since more than 20 years ago.
Nix himself is Hardu's ace spy. He was one of the first veterans of the Southern Army intelligence agency to follow Hardu and has been engaged in espionage work for more than 20 years.
People like them have all undergone long-term professional training and know how to appear inconspicuous in the crowd.
Not to mention, there are many intelligence agencies in Naian. The Gestapo, the CIA, the Bureau of Investigation, the Imperial Guard, etc... there are nearly ten of them. In addition, there are various agencies within the Flying Eagle Group.
Some kind of intelligence unit. Some kind of secret service, security department, etc.
Those dog agents are full of food all day long and do nothing. They keep their eyes wide open, just waiting to find trouble. And all of them have sensitive noses. If there is the slightest sign of trouble, they will pounce on them and hit them hard.
Take a few bites.
Many of the spy organizations and institutions sent to Nai'an from other places accidentally revealed the slightest flaw in some details. Then Nai'an's counterintelligence agents swarmed like sharks that smelled the smell of blood.
Then he came and took all the blame from those people.
In fact, even with his rich experience in underground work, he was almost caught by the Gestapo on several occasions.
And now, a character of unknown origin suddenly appears,
Moreover, the officials above also require the full cooperation of professionals like them. Knicks will inevitably wonder in his heart: Is this guy reliable?
If this guy is not reliable, he will not be the only one who dies.
Even in the era of the Geneva Convention in later generations, spies still did not receive any protection. They were killed if they were killed. In many cases, no one would know that they had disappeared.
Not to mention that in this day and age, being caught as a spy never ends well.
Even if a tough guy enters Nai'an's intelligence agency, there is no way he can get out.
Just the fact that there were 108 sets of torture instruments in the Gestapo basement has frightened everyone. It is said that they have one of the most vicious, cruel and inhuman torture methods. Watch Chinese football games - the ones are extremely powerful.
It is said that even dead people can ask questions.
The vast majority of people simply cannot survive that level. Just hearing the year-end summary report "The situation of the Ruman Empire government is excellent" will break down mentally and throw up their hands in surrender.
What worried Nicks was that according to his observation, the old guy he wanted to cooperate with seemed to be very unreliable. Just by looking at him, he knew that he was definitely an old man from the countryside, and he was
An old man who doesn't understand a thing.
Not to mention not being professional at all, he was also incredibly arrogant. As soon as he came up, he acted like a special correspondent. This is a taboo in espionage work.
Knowing that he was going to Nadel, he couldn't even get an ID card. Fortunately, Knicks knew what these big shots were like. The bigger the official, the more he could brag. 13, uh... the more he could talk, but the more official he was, the more he could brag.
When you set out to do serious work, you become more and more useless.
So he made enough preparations, waited at the port for a few days in advance, and finally stopped the big shot.
Otherwise, given Nai'an's security environment and harsh censorship, there will definitely be a big joke that the spy leader was arrested and sent to jail as soon as he landed.
Just thinking about these Knicks makes my heart feel heavy.
Edwood realized that after he snorted, Nicks' mood was still not high. Although he couldn't guess why he was unhappy, Edwood also understood that the other party probably didn't welcome his arrival.
If he were a professional intelligence officer, he would naturally comfort Knicks at this time, grant him an official, make a wish, or even take out a handful of gold coins and throw them at him.
After all, we are behind enemy lines. If the enemy gets excited and betrays us, there is absolutely no problem in asking Naian officials for reward money.
But these are just ordinary people's methods. Edwood never cares about these ordinary people's methods.
In Mr. Edwood's opinion, lions never care what mice think.
Edwood smiled coldly and said arrogantly: "Don't worry, I don't need you to do anything. I will act on my own. You are just like before."
"That's okay," Nicks smiled reluctantly, thinking to himself: I'm afraid you will be caught and confess us all.
"However, sir, let me remind you first, Nedel is no better than other places, not even any place on the mainland." Nix said with a serious expression: "You should regard this place as the imperial city of the demons, Arkadelin.
You are surrounded by enemies all around. When you do things, you must be cautious, cautious, and cautious. This is my advice."
"Oh? Why?" Edwood sneered and asked with interest: "I have traveled many places on the mainland, and this is the first time I have heard this statement. Is there anything special about Neddle?"
Nicks said seriously: "Because this is Lorraine's territory. It is the base of the Flying Eagle Group.
The security forces here are extremely powerful. As far as I know, Lorraine also has a professional team of spies. The entire Naian is under their surveillance.
Maybe a child playing at the intersection is their spy. Here, sir, you have to be extra careful."
He hesitated for a moment, but still did not explain the intelligence agencies under Lorraine. After all, those intelligence agencies were too complicated. Just hearing the names was already confusing. It was impossible to figure out what exactly they were.
relationship between.
(In fact, even Sir Luo himself couldn't figure it out. He just named it randomly for fun. But this also has an advantage. The functions of the intelligence agencies overlap and monitor each other. This prevents them from becoming too powerful.
Don’t dare to act recklessly.)
After hearing Nicks' reminder, Edwood suddenly burst out laughing, with a joking and mocking expression on his face.
He patted Nicks on the shoulder with his skinny palm and said with a pun, "You can rest assured, I treat this place as the capital of an enemy country every day, and I am very careful every moment."
Seeing that Edwood didn't look like he was joking, Nicks secretly muttered: This old guy is not only an idiot, but also mentally ill~!
But no matter what, he has already said that he is acting alone. As long as he does not implicate himself, anything will be fine.
"In what aspects do you need our cooperation?" Nicks asked.
Edwood glanced at him, shook his head and said, "You don't need to know this. Let me see the results of your work first."
Nix shrugged helplessly, turned around and opened a secret compartment in the cabinet, took out a thick pile of paper and spread it on the table, saying, "That's it."
Edwood lowered his head and flipped through it for a while. These were all hand-drawn maps. Some were a city, some were a neighborhood, and some were a group of buildings.
There are hundreds of them of various kinds, marked with strange symbols and densely packed with small words written next to them.
There are also documents that record various things, such as the timetable for the changing of the guard.
"That's just part of it. There's more scattered elsewhere," Nix explained.
However, the Knicks did not say where these other places are.
Edwood flipped through several copies and his eyes were dazzled by reading them. He threw them all on the table and said, "I only want to know about the Flying Eagle Group?"
Nicks smiled bitterly and said: "These are all about the Flying Eagle Group."
"All of them?" Edwood said in surprise.
Nicks shook his head and said: "How can these be all~! I still have a whole box of information like this.
The boss sent us to Nai'an just to keep an eye on the Flying Eagle Group. Now, almost everywhere in Nai'an is owned by the Flying Eagle Group, and with the manpower of just a few of us, we simply can't check it out."
Edwood couldn't help but be surprised and said: "The entire city belongs to the Flying Eagle Group? All people are workers of this group?"
Nix smiled bitterly and corrected softly: "No, sir. In fact, the entire Nai'an belongs to the Flying Eagle Group."
Although Edwood was well-informed and had seen many storms, he remained silent for a moment.
mlbgd~!
How big must this group be~!
Although he also came from the undead, and he also has a domineering attitude of "everything in the world belongs to my family", but he also clearly knows that those are all relying on power to forcefully grab people and force them to surrender. That kind of thing.
Conquest is often accompanied by a lot of violence and bloodshed,
However, the Flying Eagle Group has completely occupied the entire Nai'an without a single blow, relying only on economy and money.
As far as he knew, there was no such group that was organized entirely through business practices, but it had never been of such a large scale.
He thought for a while, and then decided to avoid this topic that made him feel a little weak and heavy. He coughed slightly, turned his attention to the map again, and said: "By the way, are there any restricted areas here that no one should approach?
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Edwood didn't want Hadou's men to know his purpose. Although they were assisting each other, Edwood couldn't trust Hadou at all, just like Hardou couldn't trust lichs like Edwood.
They are only united based on interests. Once they get the artillery technology, Edwood is not willing to share it with Hardu, lest he will not be able to surprise Lorraine.
Nix thought for a while, pulled out a few maps, and said with a wry smile: "There are too many restricted areas in Nadel."
Then Nix pointed to the map and said: "On the coast to the north of the city is the salt field of the Flying Eagle Group, but it is also a training base for the security forces. No one is allowed to approach.
On the east bank of the city is the shipbuilding ship of the Flying Eagle Group. It is also a restricted area. Insiders cannot get out and outsiders cannot enter.
Several streets near the Governor's Palace are also tightly blocked by soldiers. Knowing that there are too many restricted areas, we don't know where to start."
Edwood looked at the red dots circled on several different maps and was also at a loss.
Only then did he realize that he was thinking things simply.
In Edwood's vision, he only needs to come to Naian, find a place, sneak in, copy the secrets of artillery making, and then leave quietly.
Without knowing it, he came back to the battlefield to give Lorraine a surprise.
Only in this way can he show his abilities as the Lich Doctor Edwood.
At this moment, he found that he had no idea where to start. In Nadel City alone, there were more than a dozen suspicious places, all of which were heavily guarded.
Edwood felt that his head was beginning to hurt, even though he could no longer feel any nerves in his head.
After putting these things aside and pondering for a while, Edwood felt that he, the fifth-ranked member of the Dark Parliament, should not be troubled by such a thing.
After pondering for a moment, Edwood suddenly said to Nicks: "It's not an option to stay here. I'll go out for a walk."
Nicks was a little embarrassed. He was really worried about this old man with a loud voice, so he said, "I'll go with you."
Edwood waved his hand and said: "No need, I have been walking on the human continent for more than a day or two."
"Okay then," Nicks said helplessly, "Sir, you must bring your temporary residence permit, and be especially careful of the old woman wearing a red band on her arm on the street."
"Temporary residence permit? Old woman?" Edwood already felt that this Nick was a bit verbose, and thought to himself: Are all spies perverts? Why does this guy always say weird things?
Nicks solemnly said: "The temporary residence permit is the one that the soldiers at the port issued for you. There will be soldiers checking people's temporary residence permits on the street at any time. If you don't have it, you will be arrested. I was arrested several times when I first came here.
As for those old ladies, they are even more terrifying. I suspect those old ladies are all Lorraine's spies."
Nicks seemed to have remembered something sad, and looked like he couldn't explain it. He shook his head and sighed: "You will know it when you go to the street."
"Okay, I'll pay attention." Even though he felt a little confused, Edwood still warned himself in his heart: This is Lorraine's territory, and he must be careful, even more careful.
Edwood walked around the residential area several times before walking out of this messy place.
Like all residential areas populated by migrant workers, it was noisy and chaotic, which Edwood found intolerable.
When passing through the city gate, the soldiers looked unfamiliar to Edwood, and stopped him specifically to check his temporary residence permit. There were some sad-looking guys next to him. After asking about it, they found out that those people were detained because they did not have temporary residence permits.
The small ropes were tied to one side, waiting for others to pay the fine for them and redeem them.
At this time, Edwood also understood the importance of Nix's reminder. Even though he was careless in the past, when he saw the sad faces of the guys, he couldn't help but cherish the small pieces of paper in his hands.
He put away his temporary residence permit and followed the flow of people into the city. The first thing he saw was the bustling streets. The wide main roads were crowded with pedestrians, and the black heads spread all the way to the distance.
Human voices and hawking sounds were mixed together, making the ears buzzing, making it difficult to hear anything clearly.
Edwood stood stunned for a moment on the street, sighing at the prosperity here. He was pushed impatiently by the person behind him, and at the same time, the person yelled: "Don't block the way, country bumpkin~!"
Edwood was dressed like a primary school teacher from the countryside, shabby and cramped.
Only then did Edwood wake up and turned around to glare at the man fiercely.
As a result, the young man felt as if he was struck by lightning. He was stunned for a moment, then rolled his eyes and fell backwards.
As soon as they saw the accident, the people around them dispersed with a whoop, and at the same time shouted in panic: "Everyone saw it, it wasn't me who hit it, it wasn't me who hit it."
Immediately, the police whistle beeped.
Several city guards wearing red cloaks struggled to separate the crowded crowd and ran towards this side.
Edwood sneered, dodged his way into the crowd, and walked inward along the street.
He regarded himself as a traveler, strolling leisurely with the crowd, stopping from time to time to look at the products in the shop windows.
When passing a stone bridge, a "whirring" sound came from the side, like a monster breathing. Edwood wondered: How could there be such a sound in the city.
Edwood took a few steps forward to take a closer look, but he didn't notice that the endless flow of people suddenly stopped, and Edwood stood alone on the bridge.
There was someone behind him waving to him and shouting loudly: "Old sir, come back quickly."
"Look at that idiot, he's going to be in trouble."
Edwood was wondering why they stopped when he saw a black speedboat speeding along the river.
There are no masts or sails on the ship, and no one is sliding down. The huge wooden wheels on both sides stir the water to push the ship forward.
Black smoke was billowing out of a chimney at the stern of the ship. Several soldiers in black uniforms on the ship were leaning on the side of the ship in boredom.
Edwood was stunned for a moment and thought to himself: Magic machine? That's wrong.
He didn't feel any magic fluctuations.
At this time, the ship passed under the bridge, and the hot black smoke from the chimney instantly enveloped Edwood.
Only then did Edwood react, and he hurriedly took two steps to the other side of the bridge, looking down at the ship passing under his feet.
When the ship left, the flow of people resumed again. The people passing by were laughing and laughing, pointing at Edwood, who was stunned, with a gray face and a dark suit, and laughed at him, a country bumpkin who had never seen the market before.
Edwood didn't realize it at all. He was still thinking about what happened to that ship.