"Hello, No. 7~!" A familiar voice of goblin silver came from behind the wooden board next door.
Yin Guang suddenly felt excited: he finally found the organization.
His little liver seemed to fall to the ground with a "clack", and he breathed a long sigh of relief, and even his bowel movements became much smoother.
Out of caution, Yin Guang suppressed the excitement in his heart, lowered his voice and said, "Seven times seven?"
"Uh..." The person next door seemed to have encountered an accident. He hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "It's me. Don't be so careful. Since I dare to show up, it means it's safe here."
Then No. 49 next door pinched his nose and said in a sullen voice: "What did you eat in the morning? It smells so strong?"
Yin Guang's face turned red and he felt a little embarrassed. He had been working hard in the mountains a few days ago and finally came back. He had been feasting on meat and fish these past two days just like the reincarnation of an evil dead ghost. Naturally, the taste was not much better.
He wanted to explain, but then he put the idea behind him and said solemnly: "Look, my guy is still out there. I'll keep this short."
He paused for a moment, and then said quickly: "So far, there is still no demon army in Aldheim. There are six lichs sitting there. There are also an ominous number of dark knights.
After their deaths, a large number of barbarians were sent to the Temple of Death in the city.
There was a lich in front of me..."
When he said this, thinking about the situation at that time, he still couldn't help but tremble for a while, and then he continued: "In front of me, a barbarian was turned into a skeleton. According to them, what kind of elite was this created?
Skeleton soldiers...
The six people who came with me this time are all dark mages. The three hundred barbarians in the other courtyard are also their subordinates.
I have obtained the summer offensive plan from Baron Gore, and the Dark Mage has also read it and told that old ghost Sha Jin that the enemy already knows about the plan.
In the future, the dark mages will definitely set a trap for that attack plan, but my status in Aldheim is low and I am not trusted. It is impossible to contact their senior officials and get their corresponding plans.
so……"
Yin Guang spoke a long paragraph at a very fast speed, not daring to take a breath in the middle. He was afraid that the information he had obtained would not be conveyed.
You know, this was all achieved by him risking his life.
Not only do I have to pry for information every day, but I also have to deal with the dark mage to avoid being exposed. I even sleep with one eye open, for fear that I will accidentally say something strange in my sleep.
The days of being undercover were filled with fear and great pressure. Every day was like being tortured in hell.
He didn't want the precious information he had spent countless efforts to obtain to be of no use because it couldn't be passed on.
No. 49 suddenly interrupted him and said: "Relax, No. 7, we basically already know the situation you mentioned."
Yin Guang still said quickly: "Don't interrupt me, what I'm talking about. By the way, so, in order to avoid losses, you must hurry up..."
When he said this, he suddenly understood and said in surprise: "What, you... you all know?"
No. 49 chuckled and said: "We don't know about the situation in Oldham before you. But here with Baron Gore..."
He paused and mocked contemptuously: "Baron Gore, this place is infiltrated like a sieve. It's not just your dark mage. There are also our people, some running errands for the Holy See, and there are even Parthians and a few others."
of other forces.
There are enough double agents in this building to play two tables of mahjong together."
The goblin didn't expect that one of Baron Gore's northern intelligence centers could be so exciting, but thinking about Baron Gore's tendency to be greedy for money, he could only smile bitterly and shake his head, saying: "Do you have anything else to do with me? Is it up there?
Any new orders?"
As he spoke, there was a kind of expectation in his tone. Although he also knew that this expectation was extremely slim, deep down in his heart, he still wondered whether there would be an order from above to transfer him away from here and escape from the sea of suffering.
No need to live in such fear anymore.
No. 49 was speechless for a while.
He also knew that as an undercover agent, especially when Silver Light had penetrated so deeply into the dark wizards, and was dealing with wizards who were quick to kill people and seek their souls all day long, he must be under great pressure.
But now, among the entire human race, there is only one spy who can successfully break into the dark wizard, Yin Guang.
Goblin Silver Light didn't notice at all. Unknowingly, he had become a veritable ace spy, a legendary figure in the CIA. He played a huge role that could not be replaced by anyone else.
Under such circumstances, how could anyone else replace him, and it is impossible to replace him at all~!
He paused for a moment, then pretended not to understand the meaning of Yin Guang's words, and said calmly: "Haha, it's okay, I just want to contact you. By the way...
That old ghost in your mouth asked me to bring you a message."
Yin Guang curled his lips and said, "That old guy must have nothing nice to say. From the first time he lied to me about a lollipop, I knew that that bastard Sha Jin had two horns less than the devil."
No. 49 burst out laughing and said every word: "That bastard Sha Jin said, take care. He also said that your mother is not only getting fatter, but also becoming more and more nagging. He doesn't want to take care of you."
With."
Yin Guang fell silent for a while, and then murmured after a while: "Asshole..."
His voice was slightly hoarse, and even had a hint of crying.
No. 49 also admired Goblin Silver Light very much, but at this time, all he could do was remain silent for a while.
After a while, he continued: "By the way, do you have any requests on the 7th? It just so happens that the boss is here these two days."
"Boss? That boss?" Goblin Yinguang was suddenly startled, thought for a moment, and said in surprise: "The big boss?"
If Sha Jin comes, No. 49 will tell him at the beginning, and the third boss Deipole is responsible for the smuggling and infiltration of the demons. Regardless of this stall, of course he will not come to this ghost place, then only the big boss will
Beren.
The goblin didn't expect No. 49 to say lightly: "No~! It's the ultimate big boss and the ultimate mini-boss."
Yin Guang took a breath and was speechless for a long time.
No. 49 waited for a long time and there was still no sound from the next door. He knocked on the wall and said, "No. 7?"
Goblin Yinguang hesitated for a long time. Finally, he made up his mind, took a deep breath, and said, "Can you let me meet the boss?"
"Huh?" No. 49 exclaimed in surprise.
Yin Guang scratched his head in disappointment and asked, "Is it difficult?"
"That's not true~!" No. 49 shook his head and chuckled: "I have to ask the boss for instructions. Just wait for my news."
Yin Guang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, how do you notify me?"
No. 49 said firmly: "You will know what I need to know. Okay. I'm leaving. In order to avoid suspicion, you'd better wait before leaving."
Yin Guang snorted coldly and said dissatisfiedly: "You still need to teach me such a trivial matter?"
No. 49 immediately chuckled twice and stopped talking. Immediately, there was a sound of flushing water in the cubicle, and then the goblin heard the door of the cubicle open, and a man walked out of the bathroom humming a tune.
The goblin waited patiently for a while, and then walked out.
As soon as he went out, he saw Flint leaning against the wall opposite, with his hands folded in front of his chest. He looked at him with an impatient expression.
The goblin's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself: Did this guy discover anything?
Flint had a long face and said angrily: "Why did it take so long?"
Yin Guang gave him a blank look and said in the same impatient tone: "Can you care if I eat too much?"
Then he ignored Flint, waved his hand, and returned to his office.
Flint could only glare at the goblin fiercely from behind.
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About a mile away from Baron Gore's eye-catching office building, there is a commercial area with two-story and three-story buildings side by side. It can also be regarded as a prosperous section of Vizi City.
There is a spacious three-story building. The downstairs is a normal business shop, the first and second floors are stores, and the third floor is a warehouse.
The half-floor attic on the top floor has a circular ventilation window with a grid of wooden windows. Behind the window, on a delicate tripod, sits an extra-large telescope like an astronomical telescope.
The camera is facing the Northern Intelligence Center in the distance.
Lorraine was standing behind the telescope, putting her eyes in front of the mirror and carefully observing the granite building a mile away.
Although the image at the edge of the lens is slightly distorted, the impact is not significant. Through high-magnification telescopes, the situation in the Baron Gore Building can be seen clearly.
"Thank you Baron Gore for installing floor-to-ceiling windows." Lorraine whistled and said to herself.
Several venture capital company agents behind Lorraine laughed together. It was the disdain and disdain that professionals have for rookies.
In the CIA, even during the day, all the windows are closed, leaving only a thin crack for people inside to see outside. Like here, almost everything is blank.
To deal with these idiots, one of us can deal with eight of them, and that's with one hand tied up.
Through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, most of the scenes in the office fell into Lorraine's eyes. For a good view, most offices placed their desks next to the windows, and some even faced the desks.
In front of a window, there was a man with his legs crossed on the table and a wine glass in his hand.
At another window, a fat man sat at the table and vigorously picked his nose, then stuffed the fingers he took out into his mouth.
Lorraine made a disgusting retching sound and quickly moved the camera away.
In the next window, a middle-aged man was slapping the person opposite him on the head with a document. The guy who was hit stood up straight and could not move. It seemed that the boss was lecturing his subordinates.
Lorraine soon spotted Goblin Silver. His short figure was sitting in front of a large desk, with only a head and short shoulders exposed. It looked like a large puppet was placed on the chair.
At this moment, the goblin was lying on the desk, turning over something unknown in his hands.
Next door is the goblin subordinate's office. Through the window, you can see a few small tables in the room. A barbarian is lying on his back on a chair, sleeping soundly. Two people dressed as ordinary clerks are sitting around the table.
As if in a daze.
The person next to him was blocked by the wall, with only two legs exposed.
They are the dark mages who monitor the goblins.
Lorraine observed them carefully for a few minutes. Except for their sinister expressions, they were no different from ordinary humans.
Suddenly, a dark mage sitting by the window turned his head and glanced out the window, then stood up and closed the curtains.
"Which one is Gore's office?" Lord Lorraine turned around, looking for the head of the Northern Intelligence Station. Suddenly, the camera caught a picture and stopped suddenly.
"In the middle..." Section Chief Mansfield was about to speak.
Sir Lorraine suddenly waved his hand and said: "No need to talk about me, I found it, oh~!"
Lorraine seemed to have discovered something surprising, and suddenly let out a long surprised sigh, then smacked her lips, half in admiration, half in helplessness: "This old boy really knows how to play~!"
When Leo heard that he was interested, he pushed Lorraine and said anxiously: "What's so fun? Boss, let me see it."
Lorraine smiled and pushed Leo's head and said, "Go, it's not suitable for children."
"Tch," Leo shook his head and said angrily, "Whether you like it or not, who cares?"
Lorraine threw away her glasses and stood up, with a concerned expression on her face, and said, "Why don't I have a female secretary like this?"
The subordinates listened to their ears and felt that the words of their boss were particularly sad. It was as if it was sad that autumn was coming and winter was coming.
Section Chief Mansfield, who was in charge of the entire department, glanced at the binoculars in confusion and saw a female secretary crawling out from under the desk between Baron Gore's legs. She also raised her hand to touch the corner of her mouth.
.
Mansfield was so jealous that he wanted to rush up and strangle Baron Gore to death and sit in that position himself, but in the end he could only be like Lord Lorraine, smacking his lips and saying unwillingly and enviously: "
This grandson really knows how to enjoy it.”
No. 49's eyes lit up, and he rushed forward to push away his boss. However, Section Chief Mansfield held his head and pushed him aside, saying: "Not suitable for children."
In the end, No. 49 could only bite his tongue at his section chief and wait for him to grab the telescope. He only saw a female secretary in a gray skirt walking out of Baron Gore's office with her coquettish waist twisted.
Section Chief Mansfield pulled out a few pieces of paper from the messy desktop and said: "The lives of Number Seven and the Fireflies are quite regular."
Firefly is the codename of the dark mages.
"They get up at seven o'clock in the morning, and they will be served by their female secretary for a sumptuous breakfast on the 7th." Mansfield felt that his saliva could not help secreting, and he cursed in his heart: Damn goblin, I'm here
While gnawing dry bread, he was eating blueberry cake fed by his female secretary.
Lorraine was now very sensitive to the word female secretary. She couldn't help but rub her nose and sighed in disappointment.
Section Chief Mansfield continued: "I left at 7:50, arrived at the office on time at 8:00, and then sat there until 11:00.
Usually Gore would invite them to have dinner together. After lunch, he would take a two-hour lunch break, and then get off work at five o'clock. On the 7th, he would sometimes go to a nightclub called Secret Garden in the city with other officials to have fun.
I didn't return to the hotel until ten o'clock in the evening, and then stayed in the room until dawn.
During this period, fireflies were stuck to No. 7’s clothes, and even when he went to the toilet, they would stay outside the door. We must be very cautious when contacting No. 7.”
Lorraine then asked: "Are the fireflies careful in their actions?"
"Be very careful." Section Chief Mansfield nodded in affirmation and said, "They only look at No. 7 and don't usually have contact with anyone. They even rarely speak to No. 7's female secretary. Maybe they are afraid of talking too much.
There is a loss.
The three hundred barbarians he brought also stayed in the hotel without even leaving the door.
Boss, what do you think of No. 7’s proposal?”
Lorraine did not hesitate and said directly: "Then let's meet him. I am also quite interested in this guy."
"Okay, boss." Section Chief Mansfield responded, then clapped his hands and said to his subordinates: "I heard it, guys, take action. Category 3 plan."
Mansfield looked at Lorraine and said, "Boss, I'm sorry to have to put on makeup."
"Okay," Lorraine nodded in agreement and said, "Then let's melt it."
The agents in the room acted quickly. They dragged out several boxes of different sizes from all corners of the room, piled them next to Lorraine, and quickly opened the boxes.
The box was divided into multiple layers like drawers, and each layer contained a bunch of small things. The agents placed the contents around Lorraine one by one.
There are mirrors and brushes for makeup, powder like foundation, and small sealed bottles.
The other box contains various accessories, ranging from diamond brooches, pure gold buttons, and leather belts that are only used by great nobles, to gemstone rings and pure gold necklaces commonly worn by the rich, to those that small civil servants can afford.
Exquisite gold and silver jewelry, crystal chain.
Finally, we come to ordinary people’s bone buttons, small things made of tin or iron.
This box has everything in it.
The largest box contained all clothes, the fine clothes of nobles, the uniforms of officers and soldiers, the clothes of rich and poor, hawkers or farmers, cart-style or small stalls, everything was covered.
The cabinets standing on the wall are filled with shoes.
With just these things, they can disguise people with various identities and professions and appear on the street.
A capable middle-aged man next to him took out a beautiful invitation card from his bag, turned on the light and lay on the table and began to carefully make an invitation letter one by one.
Another young man in his thirties stood opposite Lorraine and said: "Boss, please be patient for now, you will be fine soon. My craftsmanship was taught by Mrs. Adele."
Adele is an expert in makeup and disguise. The effects she creates are unnoticeable even face to face. The makeup artists at venture capital companies have all learned from her.
The makeup artist skillfully poured potions from different bottles and jars, some were mixed together, some were powdered, and some were applied directly to Lorraine's face and hands.
The makeup artist explained while working: "Any skin that may be exposed must be taken care of, otherwise it will be the easiest place to expose.
Your hair is very young and will show your age, so you should also look older.”
The agent next to him picked out a businessman's outfit, paired it with medium-value accessories, and took out a pair of sturdy 80% new cowhide boots from the cabinet to match.
Chief Mansfield said: "You are going to pretend to be a small and medium-sized businessman near Kernander City. Your name is Rockefeller. Your family fortune is about five or six thousand gold coins. You specialize in reselling activities, and you just see what you can do to make money.
You are a distant relative of Deputy Station Commander Phillips under Baron Gore, and you have made a deal with the goblins through him.
The last sentence of the Weizi dialect has a strong final sound and a nasal sound. Just put this under your tongue and speak more slowly.
Firefly has never seen you, so don't worry too much about the details."
At this time, No. 49 took the letter sealed in the envelope, whistled and walked out of the room.
Lorraine suddenly fell into a trance, as if she had returned to the cinema to watch a popular action movie, where the agent also used skillful skills to transform into another person, but now the protagonist was himself.
An hour later, Lorraine stood in front of the mirror and saw a slightly fat middle-aged businessman inside.
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