Agent J excitedly danced hip-hop, and the fitted suit made his movements look like a yuppie chic.

However, Juan felt that Agent J was not as good as K, at most it was the average of the two-headed demon.

None of the unsightly security guards came to stop the senior agents of the Coalition Bureau of Investigation from jerking off in the streets.

Juan also won't bother Agent J's Yaxing at this time.

Agent J finished the song, and his excitement calmed down, and he finally remembered that there was a third mission to convey to Juan.

He cocked his thumb and said, "The third mission has an S level of secrecy. ”

"S-class? Is this high or low? ”

"Of course it's high, it's a higher level than A-class, and even the people on the mission are not allowed to know the top secret of the truth."

Juan was a little apprehensive, an A-level secret cost him 10 million alliance coins, did he really need to know about this S-level secret?

So he said, "Brother, everyone says, 'The more you know, the sooner you die,' and if this secret has nothing to do with me, don't tell me." ”

"That's right, then I won't tell you. But to put it bluntly, it's nothing, because this S-class mission is a riddle at all. It's just a phrase of 'the Capitol lost something, get it back', and who knows what it means. ”

"No, brother, I said it had nothing to do with me, don't tell me."

"I didn't tell you."

"But you've already said it."

"Did I say that?"

"Yes, you said it."

"What did I say?"

"You said, 'The Capitol lost something, get it back.'"

"Impossible, did I really say it?"

"My brain chip archive hasn't been deleted yet, I'll play it back for you."

Juan pulls up the archive playback.

"Damn, I said it! How could I say something so confidential? That's not my style! ”

That's how you do it.

Juan teased, "Or you can mean me, and then I deleted the archive and didn't hear anything." ”

"It's impossible to give money, it's impossible to give it in this life, or it's a good idea to kill people, it's just far away."

"Seriously?"

"Of course it's a joke, brother, how could I kill you, how much does it cost to go back and forth so far, hahahaha."

Juan also had to laugh for a while, although he was not quite used to this kind of cold joke that was characteristic of the Coalition Bureau of Investigation.

After laughing, Agent J Zhengse said: "Brother, I told you this S-class mission, not to ask you to complete it, but to remind you, don't get contaminated with it, it's not a joke." ”

"Thank you, brother, but there's a problem, how can I promise not to get contaminated with this mindless task?"

Agent J cautiously looked left and right, and although there was no one around him, he lowered his voice and said:

"I think so too, the Capitol was stormed, and there were no less than 100,000 people who went in, and who knows what they took out.

"So I went to Capitol Hill to inquire, and according to Aunt Sweeper, it didn't matter what else was, the point was that something was lost in the Speaker's office.

She said that the Speaker was so angry that the curse could be heard in the hallway.

"Although the speaker didn't say what was missing, Aunt Sweeping was sure that it was a prism."

Juan was surprised: "It's definitely not a trivial matter to make the speaker angry, but since the speaker didn't say what was lost, why is Aunt Sweeping convinced that it is a prism?" ”

Agent J said with a serious face: "Aunt Sweeping said that the prism will appear on the speaker's desk every once in a while.

She also used to take it back to play with her grandson, who didn't go to school, when the speaker was on vacation, and it was very fun to be able to shine a rainbow, so she was very impressed.

"She still saw it on the morning of the Capitol Hill incident, but after that, the prism was gone, so Auntie was pretty sure that this was what she lost."

Juan nodded and said: "Aunt Sweeper's intelligence will definitely not be wrong, it seems that this S-level mission is to retrieve the prism."

"But this thing can be brought back to her grandson to play, so it can be seen that it is not a valuable object, is it necessary to issue this kind of headless and brainless S-class mission like a riddle?"

Agent J shrugged his shoulders and said, "The way people above do things is not something we can understand, in short, when you see the prism, hide away, don't be stupid to complete this task." ”

"Isn't it good to complete S-Class missions? You work so hard to complete a B-class mission to make meritorious contributions, why do you have to hide away when you encounter a more advanced S-class mission? ”

"Because the agents who completed the S-class mission are gone, the people are gone, the files are gone, and they disappear cleanly, as if they never existed."

"No, if it's gone, how do you know?"

"I was talking to the janitor in the bureau once, and he said that.

"He said they were all extremely capable agents, but he never saw them again, and they didn't even have their names on the attendance machine."

"Could it be that he was promoted and transferred to a higher department?"

Agent J gently wiped the Union Bureau of Investigation badge from his collar and cast a foolish look.

Juan understood.

So the two sides said goodbye and ended the communication.

As agreed, Juan deleted the archive of the conversation from his brain chip.

He then opened another archive.

It was a video call between Captain Solo and him.

In the camera, Chewbacco sits arrogantly in the speaker's seat, holding an unlit cigar and looking for it on the table.

It found a prism-shaped memory and gave it to Solo.

Solo slipped it into his pocket.

Juan replays the video, frozen in the moment when Chewbacca hands the prism memory to Solo.

He zoomed in on the picture and looked closely at the prism memory.

Very ordinary memory, and no precious materials are used.

Juan knew that this was what the S-Class mission was looking for.

He had just thought of it, but he didn't tell Agent J.

The relationship between him and Agent J is one of superior-subordinate and mutual exploitation.

The relationship between this kind of community of interests is very strong, far stronger than the relationship between gentlemen and gentlemen, and even so strong that it is possible to talk about "killing people and destroying mouths" as a cold joke.

But if something more important is involved, "killing people and killing people" is not necessarily a joke.

Juan clicked delete and wanted to delete the video, but when it came time to select "Confirm", he hesitated.

Forget it, there's no point in deleting it, Solo still has an archive there.

Juan, who thought so, aborted the operation.

He sent a communication request to Solo.

Answered, Captain Solo seemed to be in a good mood: "Führer Juan, what's the matter?" ”

Juan didn't mention the matter of the prism, it was an S-class secret mission, and even the agents on the mission were not allowed to know the truth, let alone outsiders.

He said, "Is the warehouse repaired, come here!" ”

"It's repaired, I'll go to the Emerald Administrative Planet, load a cargo and come over."

"No, why are you going to the Emerald Administrative Planet again?!"

"Someone sent a task to send a batch of goods from the Emerald Administrative Planet to the Beautiful Planet, and the price was very high, I thought this wouldn't be just the right way."

, where did the interstellar jump come from!

Juan knew that Captain Solo didn't know how dangerous he was in, and that the profit-hungry smuggler knew how to make money.

Fortunately, it is not easy to find out who took the prism from more than 100,000 people, and it is estimated that the Alliance Investigation Bureau does not have the ability to find Solo so quickly.

Juan, who couldn't say it clearly, was anxious, but he could only urge: "Then you come quickly!" ”

"Yes!"

Captain Solo gave a hippie smile and ended the communication.