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Chapter 368 Remington's Compensation
Iliad held the communicator in a daze, then pressed lightly:
"Although I know you should be very angry, in fact I am also very angry, but... I am also your manager anyway, why do I feel like a little brother busy behind your ass..."

The Iliad's little complaint was not answered by Turing, for Remington's face had appeared on the projected holographic screen:

"Mr. Iliad, Mr. Blazer, good afternoon."

"Three days, I think you should have thought of the reasons very well."

Turing disconnected the biological interface on his body, and his heavy and huge body pushed Iliad aside.

"Straight to the point...I like the style." Remington seemed to have prepared some nonsense, but Turing's attitude made him throw it aside. "But let me first congratulate you on winning. I think Blazer Sir, it should be very clear that I am not a normal agent, I have some... well, how to say? Special, including Hope, so to some extent, I can't give you a good account , about that game."

"So you mean, this is not your responsibility?" Iliad stood under Turing's left head, and put a big hat on Remington first.

"No, no, no... that's not what I meant." Remington smiled politely, "Of course it's my responsibility, what I mean is, I can't give you an explanation of the causal relationship, because it involves Something... within the Chamber of Commerce, but I can make up for it in other ways, and like I said, I'm a little special compared to other brokers."

As Remington spoke, his vague eyes swept over Iliad's face.

"So, what kind of special compensation does your special agent need to make, and it takes three days to prepare for the visit?" Turing's left head said.

"Wait, Blaze!"

Iliad took a step forward and slammed his own mute button——

A common method in Internet calls is to temporarily block the microphone on your side.

"So you believe his words? The information he gave is wrong. The excuse of 'the internal affairs of the Tumi Chamber of Commerce' is too bad. Even so, we should dig something out of his mouth , otherwise it would be too bad!"

First, he asked Turing to protect Hope and propose a deal, and then the information he gave was completely wrong. Iliad also discovered the problem at the first time, but because Turing was in the death match, he had no time to sit with him. Remington next to him was wrangling and entangled.

After discovering Remington's suspicious behavior and taking follow-up actions, Iliad overheard some content, which made him understand that this matter was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the surface, and Blazer was obviously involved However, Remington's mistake also represented a major problem in the transaction between the two, and he should make compensation and tell them the truth.

The head on Turing's right stared at Remington. The other party seemed not surprised by Iliad's behavior. He touched a wine glass from outside the screen and sipped it while admiring the pantomime of one man and one beast.

The head on the left looks at the Iliad:

"We have discussed this matter before, and, don't worry, Iliad."

During the three days, in addition to celebrating the victory of the competition and carrying out new research, Turing naturally exchanged information with the Iliad, such as the "Assassins" in the competition, the anomalies of Remington and Hope.But a lot of things, not just saying it is a good thing.

And Turing was well aware of this.

"Let's move on, Remington. What's your compensation package?"

"The time for the two of you to reach a consensus was faster than I thought... First of all, I would like to sincerely apologize for my intelligence error, and thank you for protecting Hope during the competition, especially the final Xibieto level. , Impressive. This is a moment that can go down in history.”

"Let's talk about something substantive." Turing grinned.

"Of course, I was about to say that. About 'Trent.'"

Remington put down the goblet and clapped his hands lightly.

A large amount of data began to flash on the holographic plane projected by the Iliad communicator, and one virtual file after another was presented in front of the two:
"Remember the content of our previous transaction? I helped you contact Trent, and now I will add something to this point... These are some information about 'Old General-Trent', I think it should be able to give you Bringing help. At the same time, your current reputation can be described as extraordinary, if you want to contact the old general Trent, it may not be too difficult, then... I can be the referrer of the two."

"And I remember that Mr. Blazer wanted to meet 'Trent' because of Kejaka...Then I can tell you clearly that Mr. Trent does know something about Kejaka. The meeting between you must be It will be very enjoyable and rewarding...”

"That's it?" Iliad raised his eyebrows.

"Don't worry, Mr. Iliad. Although it's a little impolite, I still want to remind you that your fighting beast is much calmer than you."

Remington sipped his goblet.

"The next thing... is the main topic. Apart from the 'Trent'-related matters, I will provide Mr. Blazer with three assistances within my ability. As I said, I am a 'Special' agent..."

As if to prove his identity, a small holographic projector appeared in Remington's hand.

It was a miniature instrument the size of half a palm. As Remington lightly pressed it, a ray of light was projected inside, and a finely textured emblem appeared between the light and shadow structures.

Seems like something that represents identity.

The moment this thought floated through Turing's mind, Iliad's complexion changed drastically, and he took two steps back——

"you?!"

"That's right, Mr. Iliad, I am the kind of person you most want to be again...Of course, with the help of Mr. Blazer, I believe that it is only a matter of time before you get this thing back... "

The head on the left was staring at the holographic screen, and the four eyes of the demon god's head moved, locked on Iliad's expression, and then magnified his clenched fist several times in the moving perspective.

"So, Mr. Blazer. Is our deal concluded? If you don't understand the meaning of this badge, you can ask Mr. Iliad."

"What is this?" Turing asked directly.

"That's...a special kind of identification." Iliad's voice trembled a little, and Turing noticed that this man, who was usually slovenly and lazy, hadn't looked away for a moment since Remington showed that thing Pass.

"Promise him, Blazer...he can do it. If there's a problem we can't solve in the ring..."

The manager's voice trembled, as if he was suppressing something.After Turing thought for a while, he decided to believe him:

"Okay, the transaction is established."

An even bigger smile appeared on Remington's face at the right time: "Trust me, you won't regret your choice today. Then, I wish you two a perfect holiday..."

The goblet was raised, and the screen flickered and disappeared.

"Iliad, what is that? I want detailed information."

Both heads looked at the lost Iliad.

(End of this chapter)