The Linton office has a wealth of public contact information.

Needless to say, if you make a direct visit, as long as you explain that it is for a request, the firm's anti-harassment system, which is always open, will be opened.

In addition, there is also a telephone newsletter and an email box on the firm's website.

Even a fixed room number for deep dive into chat rooms - this is a face-to-face exchange in the field of information, and the level of formality is even higher than a direct visit, because an appointment is required.

Ormer doesn't usually hang out in a deep-dive room and wait for someone to come.

But the results are known to everyone.

The above contact information is not used!

Almost all of the commissions recorded by the firm were made by Omer who went to the other party to talk, and this ability to round off is already a peer, and they are all hard workers who run sales.

Among the very few commissions from others, the one who touched Omer the most was Miss Adele.

She did send the message in the form of an email.

But...... It wasn't the firm's mailbox, it was his private email.

Ah......h

Although I understand the other party's consideration in order to let him see the news, he still has a kind of 'Is the work discussion channel I have here just a decoration!' ''s sense of decadence.

And the above is the current situation of all the entrusted establishment channels of Linton Firm.

Then, suddenly, someone had dived into the room at depth and left an appointment to make an appointment.

So, as the director of the firm, should the man be gratified? Or ecstasy? Or is it something else that touches you? ——

- Hehe, it's suspicion.

Skepticism is the ladder of human progress, an indispensable virtue to explore the unknown, but it is an obvious obstacle when faced with guests.

So it needs to be properly covered, and the deeply immersed online world has such conditions.

In a world where you can fabricate images within the scope of the law, no one cares about you even if you want to be a Bruton, and no one can look at your face and act.

Omana has never changed, it has always been the transformation of the demon-like shape of the flame, and it is also the main one whose face is too stiff - it is almost impossible to see the change in expression, even the eyes are points of light wrapped in flames, and you can only judge the mood by listening to the tone.

And this, let's take it as a personal hobby choice, from the appearance design can also be seen to be carefully pinched, the texture of the scale armor is quite delicate, there is nothing to doubt.

He was 12 percent satisfied with his online image, but he didn't expect the other party to be so ...... Perfunctory?

Black cloak, black hood, black mist directly under the face.

This look...... It's somewhere between the Riddler and the Dark Fish.

As the free material in the default transmog selection page, it is called a public and perfunctory, and the tag name is directly: anonymous.

Maybe this can be considered a hurry... Looking at the hooded man who walked between the monster card display case and the monster model display case, as if he was very interested in it, Omer couldn't help but think about it.

When you look at things with prejudice, there is prejudice in every side of things.

The hooded guest is undoubtedly at the apex of the definition of "suspicious", and it looks like he's stepping on the spot for robbery, wandering around the collection for too many times and staying too long.

However, this is cyberspace, and although it is a replica of the counter and reception room of the actual office, everything is only superficial.

Data that can only be interacted with at the basic level, even if the other party wants to grab it openly, it is meaningless.

So one of the directors of the office was patient enough to wait until the other party finally moved to the opposite seat.

And he already had two cups of coffee ready.

Although the food immersed in the deep immersion is really just a sensory deception, the hospitality does not matter.

Even because the boilerplate data is easier to adjust, the quality will be better than that of the hand-brewed one, and it is infinitely close to the level of the café.

After making the other party sit down, bowing slightly, he picked up the coffee cup and leaned into the shadow under the hood, and immediately sighed: "It's delicious." ”

And such an exclamation also made the flames in Omer's eyes sway slightly, as if he was very interested in this evaluation.

Boilerplate data adjustment can be sighed...... The other party seems to be really anxious.

It's like I haven't been exposed to this deep immersion series network at all, and I chose the most hidden one among the free materials to create an account.

Highlight a sloppy portion.

"It's fine if you like it, but since you're using that kind of image, we're probably going to skip the self-introduction step."

"That's right, I've heard that in the mercenary circle, the identity of the client and the mercenary can not be important."

"The mercenaries of the office are still different," the demon shook his head, looking at the hooded man who put down the coffee cup, "We will strictly follow the rules, and we will record the mercenaries' actions normally, although the client is allowed to remain anonymous, it is difficult to follow certain commissions that deviate from the law." ”

"Can a law-abiding mercenary be called a mercenary?"

"So there are also a lot of free colleagues who call us assistant policemen, knives in the hands of the strips, and hounds of the Security Service - but these don't matter, you meet in such a formal way, you don't come to me to discuss the difference in the concept of mercenaries."

"That's true, there is such a commission for you to help find two people, can you take it?"

"I think I'm always trying to understand who these two people are and assess the difficulty."

"Ultraman Sero and Ultraman Ged," the voice under the hood was swift and steady, "two guys that's easy to find, right?" ”

"It sounds true, with the popularity of those two, it is not difficult to inquire as long as they arrive in the universe of the Land of Light," the demon said subtly, and then sighed, "But this firm does not accept cross-border commissions, at least for now, we have not reached such a close cooperation with the security bureaus of the two realms,"

"Or ......" the frustrated demon looked up at him again, looking at him suspiciously, "do you have evidence that the two of you are here?" ”

"Must there be proof?"

"It may not be," leaned down slightly, and shook his head with the demon who was pulling closer to the height, "but this firm is operating on a small budget, and it is still run with the blessing of the policy of student entrepreneurship, so this kind of fruitless search task has to add an additional labor fee guarantee treaty." ”

"Why don't you ask?" The hooded man raised his head, and the shadows under the hat were still like stickers, "Didn't you say that the firm should abide by the law?" ”

"Occasionally, some children will run to the office in order to chase the image on the screen, and use their savings for several years to find a vision, isn't the customer such a person?" The demon's arms were crossed slightly, and there was obvious doubt in his eyes that were also raised.

He let go of his hands, straightened up slightly, and twisted his folded wings, which would be uncomfortable leaning on the couch.

"Finding two Ultra warriors is against the law—such subconscious logic is dangerous, guest."

The sharp fingertips rested on the tabletop, and vivid scratches surfaced on the wooden surface under its rotation: "I think you should have a common sense that the mercenaries of the office will also help them keep an eye out for possible criminals because they often cooperate with the police station. ”

"Of course, I'm not looking for those two to break the law, but don't you mercenaries often use some gray methods to find people? It's the same with the office mercenaries. ”

"It's a trade secret, not a chat."

The demon shook his head regretfully.

"So you still have this commission? If there is evidence, I would be happy to accept it, and I will accept it without a minimum fee. ”

"After all, people like us who use the power of monsters are also quite in-"

Rumble!!

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of a sinking urn.

What appeared between the two of them was a dark and tragic gap, like an invisible giant blade several meters long that fell down, easily tearing open the desktop and the ground, revealing the disordered data under the map.

As if it corresponded, a huge rift also crossed the top.

The turquoise background was filled with a chaotic flow of data, and the next second there was an even louder noise, causing the hooded guest on the opposite side to stand up entirely.

The demon was still sitting on his couch, just looking up at the black-and-white figure that suddenly fell out of the crack.

- Falling in the shape of being kicked by a pitch-black high-heeled knight, and the heel of the high-heeled shoe flashed out of flames until it landed on the disorderly data side with the other party who was stepping on it.

"Unexpected scenery."

Looking up at the two-speared witch who was still stepping on others, the demon who was facing her southern hemisphere and had experienced several 'grinds' in her daily life, finally didn't have to force herself to look away.

"This guy is quite noisy."

didn't care about the admiration of his partner, but took two steps first, and then suddenly turned around, kicked out the body that seemed to be a computer life form Dada, hit the opposite body, and hit the sofa with no less effort, and forced the Belsta beast to move a few meters away from the sofa, and threw a 'lotus root' in his hand into the demon's claws with a flick of his hand.

Her own free hand was used to pick up the giant axe that had just fallen to the side with Dada.

"Just collect this?" She carried the heavy axe blade of gold and black, but it was light, and asked her partner who was playing with the three-barreled shotgun in her hand.

"That's right, Galatron's Axe of Galatron MKII can carry the Ultimate Sero Sword and Garnet Blast without damage, and it will also be a material reference for Galatron card upgrades."

Looking up, he looked at the axe that Belstaman was carrying, and his eyes fell on the dark red core in the center, which was clearly a point in the data set.

"I don't understand at all, anyway, your dragon head armor can be upgraded, right?"

"That's understood." The demon snapped his fingers and stood up, swapping weapons with the other man, narrowly missing the heavy single axe.

Look at the uninvited guests who have long since disappeared, leaving only the messy data hall.

"How is the other party's data path collected?"

"It's only half, and the grabbing efficiency is too poor halfway," Belstaman sighed, turning his wrist and flicking a spear, "This form is also not good at mana circuit analysis. ”

"Half is enough."

"You're not going to ask me to degrade and go back to make up for what's left, are you?"

"Why, just let others analyze it."