After walking a certain distance, Yi Zelan opened the piece of paper and converted the code on it into real information with just one glance, memorizing it all in his mind.
The news he had read had to be dealt with immediately. He squeezed the piece of paper tightly, walked to the corner without fire sprinklers and took out a lighter. The flames instantly jumped up and engulfed the specially treated white paper.
When it was almost burned, he crushed the remaining charred parts into pieces and threw them into the flower pots at his feet.
After finishing all this in just a few seconds, Yi Zelan took back his hand as if nothing had happened, turned around and walked up the stairs.
Since the dinner was about to start, many guests had already gathered in the banquet hall on the first floor of the cruise ship. He specially spared the way, so apart from his colleagues from the Police Department who had made an appointment to wait for him, he saw no other guests along the way.
Yizelan walked up, took off the pair of white gloves he had put on to pick up the brooch, stuffed them into his trousers pocket, and at the same time began to organize his next actions.
He has already handed a virus sample to Angstra. Next, he will return to the room as a bodyguard, hand over the information from the police department to the young master of the Jinggu team as the information he collected during his trip, and escort him
Go to the banquet;
Sneak away at night to find the public security police who sneaked in, and confirm with them the security situation on the ship;
After the confirmation is completed, he will go to the cargo hold alone to install a bomb that is enough to completely sink the ship. This is the second-hand preparation of the zoo organization. They are expected to board the ship tomorrow night. If the virus does not cause panic, they will detonate the bomb.
Apart from these, he has to pay attention to...
Yi Zelan counted them one by one, feeling helpless.
The life of an undercover agent is so colorful, full of lies and deceit - one moment you are sharing the same hatred with your colleagues, and the next moment you are stabbing them in the back.
He was used to all this. He just hoped that he could finish it before 1 o'clock and go back to bed. Not getting enough rest would really affect his condition.
Yizelan stepped on the last step and arrived at the third level of the cruise ship.
He had an easy pace, none of the pressure that Gin hoped for or Angstra worried about. Jerez Brandy rarely worried about his undercover status.
However, he suddenly remembered the conversation just now.
——"Is it sincere?"
——"Do you really treat them as good friends, not just to take advantage of them?"
When the young heir said these words, his eyes were filled with cautious anticipation.
Yizelan sighed softly. This was the first time he saw the little crow, who never failed in his mission, show such an expression, and he knew what Angstra wanted him to say.
Unfortunately he couldn't give the answer he wanted to hear.
He is not a fool. When Angstra asked these things to him as an undercover agent, he must have discovered that there were more than one undercover agents around him, so he began to doubt his life.
"Sincerely..."
Yizelan murmured this seemingly simple word in a low voice.
He seems to be far away from the organization, but in fact he has always been concerned about the internal information of the organization. As an undercover agent, he also has the highest level of authority and can access the files of most members of the organization. He knows that all three of Angstra's subordinates are treated well.
By his side.
The former leader was extremely cruel to the undercovers. The boss treated the undercovers as they were, and would not torture them to death. He would even send their bodies back intact so that they could be buried properly - of course, those guys didn't understand that this was the boss's mercy, and would only treat them like this.
Take it as a bad provocation...
And Angstra is different from them, he is... too naive.
His interpersonal communication model is very simple, that is, "I like you, so I want to protect you" and "You are good to me, and I will be good to you, and I will not let down your goodwill."
As family and friends, such people would be pleasant to get along with;
But if you are someone with a different stance, and your initial love and goodwill are all based on deception, there will be big problems.
Yi Zelan sighed again, walked to a certain door, raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"who?"
"It's me."
After Yi Zelan finished speaking, he took a step back and waited for the person who asked the question to open the door.
A sound of footsteps came from inside, and the next second the door opened, and a young man with dyed light hair stood there.
He has a handsome appearance, but his brows are always slightly furrowed, which makes him look a bit melancholy; he is about the same height as Yi Zelan, has a slim build, and the fingers holding the doorknob are white and slender, which seems more suitable than a weapon.
Holding toys to play with children.
But Yizelan knew the power contained in these hands. One punch could break a concrete pillar as thick as a person's embrace.
"Izawa...team leader."
Liu Jishun shouted calmly.
When Yi Zelan saw him, he sighed in his heart for the third time.
In addition to the above-mentioned tasks, he also had to keep an eye on the undercover narcotics investigator in front of him in the immigration team.
He must not let him meet Angstra.
The bitter wine that can change the flavor of the organization, the gray crow that spreads its wings and flies in the dark night, the white night that kills without batting an eye during the mission... Those are no longer the weak and powerless children he wanted to protect in the past.
——"Would you really make friends with people from hostile forces?"
Jerez Brandy is used to telling lies, and even he himself doesn't know if he was sincere just now.
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Jing Baiye and Spiatus left the room.
After taking a few steps, he saw three people walking towards him. The leader, Jing Baiye, had seen him on the news before and was the president of the Karasuma Pharmaceutical Company under the group's name.
Shirley followed behind, wearing a small purple dress, with a string of pearl necklaces hanging around her neck. I don't know if it was given by Spiatus or brought by herself. She was already good-looking, and she became even more beautiful after being carefully dressed.
So beautiful.
Her lips were pursed tightly, her expression was quite cold, and she didn't even look at the woman next to her.
Shirley also has a task this time. She has to analyze the virus and send the sample back before tomorrow night. If she can't do it, Jerez will be at risk of exposure at the zoo organization.
"Mr. Crowe."
The president came quickly and saw Jing Baiye: "This is..."
His eyes fell on the crow brooch on Jing Baiye's chest, his words stopped abruptly, and his expression froze for a moment.
"This boy's name is Gray Crow, the child adopted by my daughter. He will be the sole heir of the group. I will officially announce this news at the board meeting next month."
...Heir??
Jing Baiye was stunned and looked up to look at Spiatus, but the latter didn't look at him at all, he just said this with a smile.
The president nodded: "It turns out to be the young master."
His tone was respectful, but when he looked at Jing Baiye again, Jing Baiye felt a little uncomfortable.
There was no malice or murderous intent in this look. He was Spiatus's subordinate in the group. He had worked hard for the group for many years and made a lot of profits. He was not his enemy at all.
It's just that look in his eyes, it doesn't look like he's looking at a person at all.
To put it bluntly, it is similar to when he won the lottery and looked at the string of numbers, greedy and enthusiastic.