"Hello Seven~!" came a familiar voice from behind the wooden plank next door.

Silver Light suddenly felt excited: he had finally found an organization.

His little liver seemed to fall to the ground with a "snap", and he breathed a long sigh of relief, and even his stool was much smoother.

Out of caution, Yin Guangqiang suppressed the excitement in his heart, lowered his voice, and said, "Seven times seven?"

"Uh......" The person next door seemed to have encountered some accident, hesitated for a moment, and said with a smile: "It's me." Don't be so careful. Since I dare to show up, it means that it is safe here. ”

Then the forty-ninth next door pinched his nose and said sullenly: "What did you eat in the morning?

The old silver light blushed and felt slightly embarrassed. A few days ago, I was working hard in the mountains, and I was able to return to Chapter 1181 Infernal Affairs (asking for a guaranteed monthly pass), and in the past two days, I have been reincarnated like a demon ghost, and the taste is naturally not much better.

He wanted to explain, but then put this idea behind him, and said solemnly: "The guy who saw me is still outside, I'll make a long story short." He paused, then said quickly, "Until now, there has been no demon army in Odenheim, and there are six lichs in the army. There are also an ominous number of Dark Knights.

A large number of barbarians died and were sent to the temple of death in the city.

There's a lich in front of me......"

When he said this, he thought of the situation at that time, and still couldn't help but tremble for a while, and then he continued: "In front of me, a barbarian was turned into a skeleton. According to them, what kind of elite skeleton soldiers are made......

The six people who came with me this time were all dark mages. The three hundred barbarians in the annex were also their men.

I've gotten the plan for the summer offensive from Baron Gore, and the dark mage has seen it, so tell the old ghost that the enemy already knows the plan.

In the future, the dark mages will definitely set a trap for that attack plan, but I'm under the Oddheim status low Chapter 1181 Infernal Affairs (ask for a guaranteed monthly pass). And it's not trusted, it's impossible to get access to their higher-ups, there's no way to get their corresponding plans, so ......"

Yinguang spit out a large paragraph of words in one breath at an extremely fast speaking speed, and he didn't dare to gasp in the middle. I'm afraid that the information I have obtained will not be delivered.

You know, he risked his life to get it.

Every day, you not only have to find out the news, but you also have to deal with the dark mage. so as not to show the horse's feet. I even slept with one eye open, for fear that I would accidentally say something strange in my dreams.

This period of undercover days was trembling and extremely stressful. Every day feels like hell.

He didn't want the precious information he had put in so much effort that he had obtained would be useless because he couldn't pass it on.

Forty-nine suddenly interrupted him and said, "Relax, Seven, what you said." We basically already know that. ”

Silver Light still said quickly: "Don't interrupt me, I'm talking about somewhere." That's right, so, in order to avoid losses, you have to do your best"...... When he said this, he suddenly understood, and said in surprise: "What, you guys...... You all know?"

Forty-Nine chuckled. "We don't know about the situation in Oderheim before. But Baron Gore ...... here"

He paused for a moment and sneered contemptuously, "Baron Gore is infiltrated like a sieve here. It's not just your dark mage. There were our men, there were those who ran errands for the Holy See, and there were Parthias and a few other forces.

The double agents in this building are enough to open two tables of mahjong. ”

The goblins didn't expect that Baron Gore's Northern Intelligence Center would be so exciting, but thinking about Baron Gore's problem when he saw the money, he could only smile bitterly and shake his head, and said, "Is there anything else to do with me? Is there any new order from above?"

As he spoke, there was a sense of expectation in his tone. Although he also knew that this expectation was extremely slim, he still wondered in his heart whether there would be an order from above to transfer him from here, so that he would never have to live in such a fearful life again.

Forty-nine was speechless for a while.

He also knew that as an undercover agent, especially Yinguang who had penetrated deeply into the dark wizards, dealing with those wizards who killed people and asked for souls at every turn all day long, the pressure in his heart must be extremely great.

But now, the spy who can successfully penetrate the dark wizard is the only one in the entire human race.

Goblin Silverlight didn't even notice that before he knew it, he had become a veritable ace spy, a legend in the CIA. It plays a huge role that no one else can replace.

In this case, how could someone else replace him, and there was no way to replace him at all~!

He paused for a moment, then pretended not to hear the meaning of Yinguang's words, and pretended to be relaxed: "Haha, it's okay, I'm just contacting you." Incidentally......

That old ghost in your mouth asked me to bring you a message. ”

Yinguang pursed his lips and said, "That old guy must have nothing to say." From the moment he tricked me out of the first lollipop, I knew that Shakin's bastard was just two horns less than the devil. ”

No. 49 burst out laughing and said word by word: "Shajin bastard said, take care." He also said that your mother is not only getting fatter and fatter, but also more and more able to nag, and he doesn't want to raise it for you. ”

Silver Light fell silent for a moment, and after a long while, he muttered, "Bastard......"

His voice was slightly hoarse, and there was even a faint hint of crying.

Forty-Nine also had great admiration for the goblin silver light, but at this time, there could only be silence for a while.

After a long while, he continued: "By the way, do you have any requests for the seventh? ”

"Boss, the boss?" Goblin Yinguang was suddenly stunned, thought in his heart, and said in surprise: "Big boss?"

If Sha Jin comes, the forty-ninth will sue him at the beginning, and the third boss Deibol is responsible for the smuggling and infiltration of the demons, regardless of this stall, of course, he will not come to this ghost place, then there is only the big boss Belen.

The goblin didn't expect No. 49 to say lightly: "No~! ”

Yinguang gasped and was speechless for a long time.

The forty-ninth waited for a long time and there was no sound next door, knocked on the board wall, and said, "Seven?"

Goblin Silver Light hesitated for a long time. Finally made up his mind, took a deep breath, and said, "Can you let me meet with the boss." ”

"Huh?" called out Forty-Nine in surprise.

Yinguang scratched his head in disappointment and said, "Is it difficult?"

"That's not it~!" Forty-Nine shook his head, chuckled, and said, "I need to ask the boss." Wait for my news. ”

Yinguang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, how did you inform me?"

Number 49 said firmly: "If you need to know, you will naturally know." All right. I'm leaving, and to avoid suspicion, you'd better wait a while before leaving. ”

Yinguang snorted coldly, and said dissatisfiedly: "You still want to teach this little thing?"

Forty-Nine chuckled twice and stopped talking, and then there was a sound of water flushing from the cubicle, and then the goblin heard the door of the cubicle open, and a man walked out of the bathroom humming a ditty.

The goblin waited patiently for a while. Then he walked out.

As soon as I went out, I saw Flint leaning against the wall opposite, his hands clasped to his chest. looked at him with an impatient expression.

Di carefully chuckled, and said secretly: Has this guy found anything?

Flint pulled a long face, and said angrily, "Why did you go for so long?"

Yinguang glanced at him, and his tone was equally impatient, and said, "Can you manage eating too much?"

Then he stopped talking to Flint, shook his hand, and returned to his office.

Flint could only glare at the goblin viciously behind his back.

xxxxx

About a mile from Baron Gore's striking office building. It is a two-storey and three-storey commercial district, which can be regarded as a prosperous section of the city in Weiji.

Among them is a spacious three-storey building. Downstairs is a normal shop, the first and second floors are storefronts, and the third floor is a warehouse.

The half-storey attic on the top floor opens with a circular ventilation window and a lattice wooden window, behind which at the moment a large telescope is driven on a delicate tripod.

The camera is directed at the Northern Intelligence Center in the distance.

Lorraine was standing behind the glasses, bringing her eyes to the mirror, taking a closer look at the huā granite buildings a mile away.

Although the image at the edges of the lens is slightly distorted, it doesn't have much impact. Through the high-magnification glasses, the situation in the Baron Gore building can be seen clearly, "Thanks to Baron Gore for installing the floor-to-ceiling windows." Lorraine whistled and muttered to herself.

Several venture capital firm agents behind Lorraine laughed in unison. That's the contempt and disdain that is characteristic of professionals for rookies.

In the CIA, even during the day, all the windows were closed, leaving only a small slit so that the people inside could look out, and everywhere like here, it was almost all blank.

To deal with these idiots, everyone can clean up the eight of them alone, and still with one hand tied.

With the large floor-to-ceiling windows, most of the office scenes fall into Lorraine's eyes. In the office, for a good view, most of them place their desks by the window, and some even face the table.

In front of a window, a man is crossed on a table with his legs crossed and a wine glass in his hand.

In another window, a fat man sat at the table and plucked his nostrils hard, and the fingers he took out were stuffed into his mouth again.

Lorraine retched in disgust and hurriedly removed the camera.

In the next window, a middle-aged man was slamming the head of a person opposite him with a text, and the guy who was beaten stood straight and straight, not moving. It seems that the boss is teaching his subordinates a lesson.

Lorraine soon spotted the goblin silver light, his diminutive figure sitting at a large desk, with only a head and short shoulders exposed, looking like a large puppet on a chair.

At this moment, the goblin was lying on the desk, and he didn't know what he was turning over.

Next door is the office of the goblin's subordinates, through the window, you can see that there are several small tables in the room, a barbarian lying on the chair on the sky, and two people dressed as ordinary clerks sitting at the table as if in a daze.

The person next to him was blocked by the wall, with only two legs exposed.

They are the dark mages who spy on the goblins.

Lorraine watched them carefully for a few minutes, and they were no different from ordinary humans except for their gloomy expressions.

Suddenly, a dark mage sitting by the window turned his head to look out the window, then stood up and closed the curtains.

"Which is Gore's office?" Lord Lorraine turned around, looking for the figure of the head of the Northern Intelligence Station, and suddenly the camera swept to a frame. There was an abrupt stop.

"Middle ......," Chief Mansfield was about to speak.

Lord Lorraine suddenly waved his hand and said, "Don't talk about me, I found out, oh~!"

Lorraine seemed to have found something surprising, and suddenly let out a long sigh of surprise, and then smacked his mouth, half admiring, half helpless: "This old boy is really good at playing~!"

Leo was interested and pushed Lorraine. Said anxiously: "What's fun, the boss let me see." ”

Lorraine smiled and pushed Leo's head and said, "Go, it's not suitable for children." ”

"Cut" Leo shook his head and said angrily: "Love to see it or not, who is rare." ”

Lorraine threw away her glasses and stood up, with a worried expression on her face, and said, "Why don't I have this kind of female secretary?"

The subordinates listened to it, and at the same time felt that what their big boss said was particularly sad. If the sadness is that autumn goes to winter.

Mansfield, the chief of the department, was puzzled and glanced over his glasses, and saw a female secretary crawling out from under the desk between Baron Gore's legs. He also raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth.

Mansfield was jealous for a moment, and he wanted to rush up and strangle Baron Gore and sit in that position, but in the end, he could only smack his lips like Lord Lorraine, and said unwillingly and enviously: "This grandson will really enjoy it." ”

Forty-Nine's eyes lit up, and he rushed forward to squeeze his boss away. But he was pushed aside by Chief Mansfield's head, and said, "Not suitable for children." ”

In the end, No. 49 only bared his teeth at his section chief, waiting for him to grab the telescope. I saw a female secretary in a gray dress walking out of Baron Gore's office with a coquettish waist.

Chief Mansfield pulled a few pieces of paper from the messy table and said, "Seven and the Fireflies live quite a regular life. ”

Fireflies are the code names for dark mages.

"They get up at seven o'clock in the morning, and on the seventh they will be served by their female secretary for a good breakfast. Mansfield felt his saliva secrete, and cursed in his heart: damn goblin, while Lao Tzu was nibbling on dry bread, he was eating the blueberry cake fed by the female secretary.

Lorraine was now very sensitive to the word female secretary, and couldn't help but rub her nose and sigh in disappointment.

Chief Mansfield continued: "I left the house at seven fifty and arrived at the office on time at eight. Then I sat down until eleven o'clock.

Usually Gore would invite them to dinner, followed by a two-hour lunch break, and then leave work at five o'clock, and the seventh would sometimes go with other officials to a nightclub in the city called the secret huā garden, until ten o'clock in the evening, when he returned to the hotel, and then locked up in the room until dawn.

The fireflies stuck to Seven's clothes all the time, and even when he went to the bathroom, he would stand guard outside the door. We have to be very cautious and careful when approaching Seven. ”

Lorraine followed suit and asked, "Are you careful with the fireflies?"

"Very careful. Chief Mansfield nodded in affirmation and said, "They only look at Seven, they don't usually make contact with anyone, and even the female secretary of Seven's rarely speaks. It may be that I am afraid of saying too much.

The three hundred barbarians he brought with him also stayed in the inn honestly, and did not even leave the door.

Boss, what do you think of the mention of number seven?"

Lorraine didn't hesitate, and said directly: "Then let's see it." I'm interested in this guy as well. ”

"Okay, boss. Chief Mansfield answered, then clapped his hands and said to his subordinates, "Hear me, guys, act." Three types of schemes. ”

Mansfield looked at Lorraine and said, "Boss, it's time to put on makeup." ”

"Okay" Lorraine nodded in agreement and said, "Then let's melt." ”

The room's agents sprang into action, dragging several boxes of different sizes from all corners of the room, piling them up next to Lorraine, and quickly opening them.

The box is divided into multiple layers like drawers, and each layer is filled with a bunch of small things. The agents laid out the contents one by one beside Lorraine.

There are mirrors and brushes for makeup, there are powders like foundation, and there are small bottles that are sealed.

The other box contained all kinds of ornaments, from diamond brooches, solid gold buttons, and leather belts used only by the great nobles, to gemstone rings and pure gold necklaces commonly worn by the wealthy, to delicate gold and silver ornaments and crystal chains consumed by small civil servants.

And finally to the bone buttons, small things made of tin or iron for ordinary people.

This box has it all.

The largest chests were full of clothes, the garments of the nobility, the uniforms of officers and soldiers, the garments of the rich and the poor, the peddlers or farmers, the handlebars or the stalls, everything was available.

The cabinet standing on the wall is full of shoes.

With just these things, they can put people disguised as professions of various identities and appear on the streets.

A capable middle-aged man next to him took out a beautiful invitation card from his bag, turned on the light, lay on the table, and began to make an invitation letter one by one.

Another young man in his thirties stood opposite Lorraine and said, "Boss, please bear with me for the time being, it will be all right soon." My craft was taught by Lady Adele. ”

Adele is a big expert in makeup and disguise, and the effect made by her hands is that even if she is face-to-face, she can't notice the abnormality, and the makeup artists of venture capital companies have all studied with her.

The make-up artist expertly poured the potion from different bottles and jars, some mixed together, some dressed up in powder, and some applied directly to Lorraine's face and hands.

As she worked, the makeup artist explained: "Whatever skin is likely to be exposed, you have to take care of it, otherwise that's where it's easiest to show your stuffiness."

Your hair is young and will reveal your age, so do older too. ”

The agent next to him picked out a set of merchant's outfits, paired them with medium-value accessories, and pulled out a pair of sturdy eighty percent new cowhide boots from the cabinet to match.

Mansfield said: "You want to pretend to be a small and medium-sized businessman near Knand City, whose name is Rockefeller, whose family property is about five or six thousand gold coins, and he specializes in reselling, just to see what to make money and do what."

You are a distant relative of Baron Gore's deputy stationmaster Phillips, and he makes a deal with the goblins.

The last sentence of the Vizi dialect has a heavier end and a nasal sound, so it is enough to press this under the tongue and speak slowly.

Fireflies haven't seen you, so don't worry too much about the details. ”

At this time, Forty-Nine took the letter in the envelope and whistled and walked out of the room.

Lorraine was in a trance, as if she had returned to the cinema to watch a hot action movie, where the agent had also used skillful skill to transform into another person, only the protagonist was now replaced by himself.

An hour later, Lorraine stood in front of the mirror and saw a middle-aged businessman with a slight fortune inside.

xxxx

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