Chapter 11: The Imperial Military Intelligence Agency

readx;? Outside Sunset Town, in the direction of the empire, under a red maple tree, a red maple fell on the water, causing ripples and destroying the picture reflected by the water mirror in the basin. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A man and a woman, both raised their heads at the same time. The man is middle-aged, with an ordinary appearance, only a long brown hair that is quite soft, and a smile at the corner of his mouth is like a sculpture, and he was born there.

The woman was wearing a mask, and she could only see her tall figure, and the rest were shrouded in a dark cloak like night, with no scenery in sight.

Rao is like this, the man saw the elegant curvy blue eyes under the woman's mask, although the woman's eyes were cold at this time, he still couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart.

Fortunately, the man has served in the Emperor's Intelligence Bureau for many years, and disguise is the skill of eating, the smile on his ordinary face remains unchanged, and his eyes do not fluctuate at all, but he just said softly:

"Keen intuition, scout double knives, stealth footwork, walking without a trace, half-step black iron, archery is also good, it's fun!"

The woman nodded slightly, adding:

"He seems to have the ability to find out what is going on in the hearts of others, are you sure this man is not ours? He was born to be a member of the MIA. ”

The man smiled bitterly, although he also agreed with the woman's judgment in his heart, he still shook his head with a wry smile and said:

"There are no of our people in Sunset Town, the director was warned by His Majesty that we are not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the royal family, Sunset Town is a hundred miles away, and our people are all walking around!"

The woman sighed regretfully:

"Hey!" said a little regret in his blue eyes.

The man didn't dare to look directly, and this woman's every move could not corrode and touch the man's heart.

But the man obviously overestimated his ability to bear it, and although he avoided the woman's regretful gaze, the sigh lingered and echoed from his ears to his heart.

"Okay, okay, you don't have to regret it, he is naturally not our person now, but he may not be in the future!" When he said this, even if the man gave himself a lot of work, he would inevitably regret it in his heart, but on impulse, the words were already out, and it was too late to change it.

When the woman heard this, she seemed to smile and nodded slightly.

Zhou Mo sat on the chair at Uncle Redbeard's house, stretching his arms with all his strength to reach the armrest, feeling like a baby.

Just now four lives died in Zhou Mo's hands, the strange thing is that Zhou Mo, who has never killed anyone, did not feel it at all, but Zhou Mo, who was trying his skills for the first time, every cell in his body was restless, and the feeling of suffocation that met life and death and fought for a moment brought him inexplicable excitement, and this excitement did not fade for a long time.

"Is the master a pervert?" Zhou Mo asked himself, the answer to this kind of question to himself is obvious, a pervert is not aware that he is a pervert.

"Experiencing the side effects or benefits brought about by manifestation?" This answer Zhou Mo felt very reliable, after all, when he embodied the equipment and thus copied the ability, everything that the original owner experienced was repeated in Zhou Mo's mind.

"Knock knock!" there was a knock on the door.

Zhou Mo rolled his eyes, the door of Uncle Redbeard's house is made of solid wood four fingers thick, these days, is it popular in this world to knock out solid wood out of the air?

got up, pulled Uncle Redbeard's oversized chair, came to the door, stood on the chair, Zhou Mo was able to reach the cat's eye, but unfortunately there is no concave lens in the cat's eye in this world, you can only see a piece of air, a cat's eye that is two meters high, who do you want to see?

"Who, cat's eyes are too tall, or your height is not enough to be a guest at Redbeard's house, so report your name. ”

The men and women of the Military Intelligence Agency raised their heads together, glanced at the cat's eye that they might not be able to touch with their hands, and glanced at each other, and the man said honestly:

"Emperor ** Intelligence Bureau, I want to know something about what just happened. ”

There was an ugly creaking sound, and Uncle Redbeard was not interested in maintaining his door.

Zhou Mo opened the door and saw a man and a woman in a black cloak outside the door, and the man was still holding a basin in his hand.

That's right, a basin, to be precise, a copper basin, a brass basin.

The three of them were not people who talked much, and after glancing at each other, Zhou Mo motioned to enter the house to talk.

After a few breaths, the three cute babies sat on the chairs, and they could all see a hint of embarrassment in their expressions.

Even the brass basin placed on Uncle Redbeard's dinner table has become a cute brass rice bowl.

The atmosphere was eerie and awkward, and for a while, it was the most seasoned MIA man who broke the mysterious atmosphere.

"Ahem, the home of the Wild Giants really fits the title of the Giant of the Red Beard!"

Zhou Mo has been in a state of fugue since he heard the three words of the Military Intelligence Bureau, and when he heard the voice of the man from the Military Intelligence Bureau, he reflexively said:

"I'm sorry, we use well water here, there is no water meter!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Mo gave himself a definition in his heart: "You tease!"

At the same time, comfort yourself, it's okay, it's okay, people in this world shouldn't understand what they're saying.

However, when he looked at the CIA man, he found that his expression was even more embarrassed than his own.

"Good things are not famous, bad things spread thousands of miles!" the CIA man sighed, and then explained to Zhou Mo seriously:

"Little brother, on behalf of the Military Intelligence Agency, I would like to explain to you that since the establishment of the Imperial Ministry of Water Resources, the Military Intelligence Agency has handed over the business of checking water meters, and if you find that any Military Intelligence Agency employees come to your residence under the pretext of checking water meters, you can refuse them entry!"

Zhou Mo didn't react for a while, there is a lot of information contained in this sentence!

"Ahem, I'm joking, you don't have to mind, what does the CIA want to ask, as a citizen of the Empire......"

Speaking of this, Zhou Mo's voice stopped abruptly, he suddenly found that he didn't have any identity as a citizen, and after Uncle Redbeard saved him, he never remembered to open a household registration for him!

However, Zhou Mo didn't have anything to say, in the empire, Uncle Redbeard didn't have a hukou, his hukou was located in the Hill Dwarf Kingdom, and it was permanently cancelled!

"Ahem, I'm sorry, I don't seem to be a citizen of the empire, it just so happens that the two adults from the Military Intelligence Agency are here, can I consult, how does the empire deal with black households, and what is the process of opening a household registration, do you buy a house and send a household registration?"

The atmosphere seemed to be getting more and more awkward, but the temper of the MIA man seemed to be very good, and he took the initiative to break the mysterious atmosphere:

"Ahem, this issue is under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Ministry of Civil Affairs, but our Military Intelligence Bureau also has this business, if you are a black household now, then your matter may not be handled by the Ministry of Civil Affairs, or the matter will eventually have to be solved by our Military Intelligence Bureau, and ......there are two ways to solve it."

Speaking of this, the CIA man stopped, looked at Zhou Mo with burning eyes, and his expression seemed to say, you ask, hurry up and ask, ask quickly, I can say it if I ask!

Zhou Mo pursed his lips and asked a little tentatively:

"Where...... Two?"

The CIA man breathed a sigh of relief, and then said very skillfully:

"The first one, we will arrest you, check the ancestors for three generations, if there is no problem with deportation, if there is a problem, then congratulations, you have permanent residency in the empire. ”

After saying that, the MIA man looked at Zhou Mo with a little expectation, expecting a confused expression on his face.

But where did he know, Zhou Mo said with a clear face:

"Oh! I see, but the empire doesn't have a land use fee? Can the Emperor ** Intelligence Bureau help get a free cemetery? Can I ask how many years the land option for the cemetery is?"

The expectation on the face of the MIA man instantly turned black, and he decided not to answer Zhou Mo's question, and continued after lowering his voice by two tones:

"Second, you can entrust our military intelligence agency to help you solve the hukou problem, and the hukou produced by the military intelligence bureau is divided into two types, one is no problem, and the other is problematic!"

Zhou Mo continued to nod and said:

"The price is the problem, right, quote the price!"

The expression of the MIA man became darker and darker, but he still took out a small book from the cloak, tore off two pages from the small book, and threw it in front of Zhou Mo lightly, the two pages were stacked together, and there was no scattering in the slightest.

Zhou Mo picked up the paper and watched carefully:

"Noble household registration: 100,000 imperial gold coins registered in the noble senate, and 1,000 gold coins for private nobles.

Mystic Life Descendants: ......

Physical: Descendants of Life: ......

Descendants of Military Personnel: ......

......

......”

There are so many different kinds of food that even hotel waiters and tavern waiters have a separate category, except that hotel waiters are more expensive than tavern waiters for a silver coin.

This next week, Mo was a little unbalanced, pointed to the two pieces of paper and asked:

"Why, where are hotel waiters better than tavern waiters? They are all service industries, and they are all at the bottom of the industry, so why should we tavern employees be a head lower than hotel employees?"

A man and a woman from the Military Intelligence Bureau looked at each other, they were really speechless about this question, why did they forget that the customer this time was a tavern waiter?

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