The black super SWAT usually develops some aliens into informants and collects information through these informants, which Rabbit has also told Locke before, so when K brought up this matter, Locke was not too surprised.

"How many federal coins are issued each week?" Locke didn't hesitate and asked directly.

"It's not possible to pay federal dollars for a daily salary, but dollars, which can give you $10,000 a week." "As for the Federated Coin, it needs to provide enough valuable information," K said. ”

Whether it's the Black Super Special Police or Locke, they don't care much about the currency on the earth, but the Federation Coin is different, the price of the Earth package is one million Federation Coins, which means that the combined value of the minerals and resources on the Earth is not much higher than this.

And the federal currency in the hands of the black super special police is like the foreign exchange of the eastern country in the seventies and eighties, which is very precious, the key is that they are not even qualified to exchange foreign exchange as a sweatshop, and the federal currency in hand is all aided by the K line.

Therefore, it is naturally impossible to simply pay wages to informants, but it is the currency of the earth, not to mention the resources secretly mastered by the black super special police, even if it is no problem to print real money directly.

The black super special police want to protect the stability of the earth, in addition to their own strength, the collection of relevant intelligence is also the focus, grasp valuable information in advance, and can better deal with the crisis, at this time can use federal coins.

Locke knew this, and just now he tried to put it forward with the idea of having dates and not hitting two poles.

After Locke agreed, K set up a file for Locke, gave him a watch, which could contact the black super special police, and also had a positioning function, as for whether there were other functions, Locke couldn't find out.

The informant's job is relatively free, and Locke's identity as an alien is a Xibei cargo, but whether it is the black super special police or those aliens, they all think that he is an alien, otherwise where is there a danger level E earthling.

Not long after Locke leaves, K suddenly receives news that an alien has escaped from the Pacific Prison.

"Who escaped?" K wasn't too nervous, after all, it was just a Pacific prison, and there were no difficult aliens to deal with.

"There are four of them, codenamed Octopus, Rabbit, Eagle and Grizzly Bear."

"Interesting, four people escaped from prison, and three of them were your roommates." K looked at the picture of Locke in the profile and muttered to himself.

The room where Locke was imprisoned was arranged by K, otherwise there were still a lot of empty beds and even rooms in the Pacific Prison, how could Locke directly encounter the three prison tyrants.

It's not that K doesn't want to arrange more 'powerful' roommates, but such beings are locked up in the Moon Prison, and what Locke has committed can only be locked up in the Pacific Prison.

Of course, in K's opinion, these are all in the past, and now he instinctively feels that there is Locke's handiwork in this, but through two short contacts, K also knows that asking Locke directly must be a question and three questions.

"Activate satellite positioning, track their location." K didn't continue to trouble Locke, the aliens in the Pacific Prison have positioning devices on their bodies, but they can't be taken off with their bare hands, at least K doesn't think that rabbits are capable of doing it, and it's usually not difficult to catch people.

Soon, a map with four red dots on it, presumably off the coast of Mexico, was heading in the direction of the United States.

"Now let me bring these lost little ones back." With that, K got up and left the office.

On the U.S.-Mexico border, a somewhat dilapidated van staggered through a tunnel, and a white driver in his fifties, while taking a sip of beer, shouted:

"When we cross this mountain range, there will be no more Border Patrol agents, are you poor ghosts ready?"

The back carriage was covered with straw, and a dozen Mexicans gathered around to whisper a discussion: "My cousin came there six years ago, and I heard him say that he now works as a mechanic in an auto repair shop and earns a lot of money every month." ”

"My son, who works at a newspaper, just got his green card two months ago, and his wife is pregnant, and I'm going to go over and take care of the baby for them."

"You guys are so lucky, there are still people to take care of you in the past, I used to make money......"

The driver could hear them whispering discussions, a group of people with different minds, ready to go to the United States, looking for their ideal life, as for what life would be after arriving in the United States, he didn't care, because he knew that the United States was not a paradise, otherwise how would he still do his current job.

As long as he has passed this section, he will be able to reach the stronghold, and then he will be able to collect money, three hundred dollars per person, and four thousand eight hundred dollars for sixteen people, which is not a small amount in these years, and the robbery has not made such a profit, enough for him to go back and enjoy himself for a while.

"Police!" When the driver was happy, he suddenly saw several lights suddenly shining in front of him, and then more than a dozen policemen with loaded guns rushed out on both sides of this barren road, surrounding the truck.

"What an unexpected encounter, isn't it, stowaways." The leading sergeant shouted loudly: "Get off the bus for me, you have already arrived at the station, don't try to resist stubbornly, and don't make a move that makes us feel dangerous, otherwise my guys here will shoot!" ”

Pointed at gunpoint by a policeman, the driver could only get out of the car with a bitter face, and then these policemen rudely pried the car open, and sixteen Mexican smugglers were driven out of the car in turn, the sheriff counted the number of people, blew a whistle, and said to the driver:

"Three hundred dollars for a stowaway, see you're a veteran, you didn't make less money before, it should be enough to pay the fine."

As a border policeman, he naturally knows the price of smuggling in recent years, with a smile on his face, thinking that if he squeezes oil out of this driver, he will definitely be able to increase his bonus a lot this month.

At this time, the sound of vehicles driving was heard not far away, and it stopped directly not far away.

Several police officers surrounded them, and they saw two men in black suits and sunglasses coming out of it.

"Where did this neurasis come from, and I still wear sunglasses at night." Thinking so, the sheriff stepped forward and asked, "Who are you and what are you doing here!" ”

"The Fifth Branch of the Immigration Bureau, we received a secret report that there are four dangerous elements in this group of stowaways." K took the lead and showed his ID to the sheriff.

The documents are naturally true, the black super special police service, the documents of various national departments are complete, and each department has special agencies, and these institutions are basically only stored in the archives to facilitate the black super special police to do things.

After the sheriff confirmed the documents, K came to the smugglers and identified them one by one with sunglasses.

After the analysis and identification, K's face was not very good, because fifteen of the sixteen people could confirm their identities, and only the last one had no identity records in the database at all.

"Are you an octopus, a rabbit, an eagle, or a grizzly bear, where are the other three." K stared at the last person and asked directly.

The Mexican hesitated for a while, and when J next to him took out his laser gun, he could only say, "I'm an octopus, I don't know anything!" ”

(End of chapter)