Cyber Daming

Is this to recruit myself into the staff?

Yu Kou looked at Li Jun's confused expression and explained with a smile:

"You are now a Wu Jiu after all. If you pursue an official career, according to our Ming Dynasty's official system, you will be considered a ninth-grade official. Naturally, you must have an identity in the Jinyi Guards."

Yu Kou moved to an operating table and sat down. The hydraulic column of the operating table sank suddenly under the pressure of his huge weight.

But he didn't realize it and said to himself:

"This method of proving your identity is a bit old-fashioned, but it is safer. If it is uploaded to Jinyiwei's Huangliang Documents Library, your identity may be dug out by those Huangliang Shuoshuo someday."

Li Jun asked in confusion: "Huang Liang Shuo Shu?"

"A group of rats who like to steal other people's things in Huangliang's dream. In barbarian places like Xiyi where the country has been destroyed, these rats are also called neurohackers."

Yu Kou seemed to have suffered a loss in this regard, and his expression suddenly turned ferocious.

"If I catch you, I will pull out the roots of their descendants one by one!"

Li Jun twitched the corners of his mouth, but the expression on his face showed no signs of relaxation.

He knew very well that pie in the sky would not fall into the sky, especially when people like Yu Kou were not likely to give him benefits in vain.

"No merit will be rewarded. If there is anything you need me to do, sir, please give me your instructions."

"You have a calm mind. No wonder Master Baihu thinks highly of you."

Yu Kou laughed and lay back, like a mountain of meat piled on the operating table.

With his hands clasped together on his chest, he was very relaxed and seemed defenseless.

"There is something that needs to be taken care of. Someone is going to trade a batch of contraband in your Brother Muddy Waters Pao's territory tomorrow."

Li Jun frowned when he heard this. Massive amounts of contraband are traded on Kowloon Street every day. What's so strange about this kind of thing?

"Is there anything special about this deal?"

"It's not special. It's just five Six Arts chips. It's worth some money at most."

Yu Kou said it in an understatement, but Li Jun's face became visibly serious.

He knew about the Six Arts Chip.

Five Rites, Six Music, Five Shootings, Five Controls, Six Books, and Nine Numbers - the six skills of a Confucian gentleman, the basic requirements for promotion to the Confucian sequence.

It can be seen from the content covered by the Six Arts that the threshold of this sequence is higher than the Dragon Gate, and ordinary people will not be able to meet such requirements in their entire lives.

The Six Arts Chip is a cheating tool developed by Confucian clans for their own children who lack qualifications.

The installer can inherit the experience of the Confucian sages of the past dynasties on the six arts, and integrate the vast sea of ​​classics in a very short time.

And this thing is not circulating in the market at all.

Confucianism is xenophobic in nature and will not sell the Six Arts Chip as a ‘Confucian admission ticket’ to outsiders.

This resulted in Liuyi chips always being in a priceless state in the black market. The value of a single chip was enough for Li Jun to be promoted to Wujiu twice.

The total price of this batch of five six-art chips is probably more than three million Ming Dynasty treasure notes.

You must know that according to the living standards of ordinary families in Ji'e District today, three thousand Ming Dynasty banknotes can cover a month's expenses for a family of four.

Three million Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes is definitely a huge sum of money.

Li Jun asked tentatively: "Do you want me to grab this batch of goods?"

"No, although our Jin Yiwei's salary is not generous, our appearance is not so ugly."

Yu Kou smiled and said slowly: "This time, I will let you be an oriole."

Oriole?

Li Jun heard a hint of teasing in Yu Kou's words, and immediately understood that the other party was reminding him that Jin Yiwei also knew exactly what happened in Brother Pao's meeting.

"This batch of goods belongs to Shudao Transportation Group. The boss is Gu Yong. Have you heard of this name?"

Li Jun thought for a moment, then shook his head decisively. He had never heard of this name.

"It seems that Zhao Ding didn't tell you."

Yu Kou said calmly: "This Gu Yong is the biggest Qingshui Pao Brother behind Zhao Ding. Most of the business of your Pao Brother Association is provided by this financial backer."

Brother Qingshui Pao, Li Jun has heard these four words many times.

He always knew that Brother Pao had two types, Muddy Water and Qingshui, but he never knew who Qingshui Pao was.

No one ever mentioned it in the meeting. It seemed that all the Muddy Waters Pao brothers were secretive about the identity represented by these four words.

"Zhao Ding has been able to sit firmly at the helm of Brother Muddy Water Pao for so many years because he hugged Gu Yong's thigh. But this time someone wanted to take advantage of his illness and amputate his legs."

Someone is trying to rob Gu Yong at Pao Gehui's territory!

Li Jun suddenly understood. He finally understood what Yu Kou wanted him to do.

"Master General Banner, do you want me to help Gu Yong grab the things back and take the opportunity to get close to Brother Qingshui Pao?"

Yu Kou, who was lying on the operating table, turned to look at Li Jun, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"You are so smart. Originally, I wanted to wait until you took over Zhao Ding's position before approaching Gu Yong, but now that you have become Wu Jiu, it is not too abrupt to jump out now."

Li Jun asked: "Why not warn Gu Yong in advance? This can also win his favor."

"Then how do you explain the source?"

Yu Kou waved his hand and rejected Li Jun's suggestion, "These people who play with pens are not fools. Moreover, there is a huge difference between adding icing on the cake and providing help when needed."

Li Jun pondered for a moment and continued to ask: "Who are the people grabbing the goods?"

Dare to rob goods worth millions of Ming Dynasty treasure notes, and do it in Kowloon Street.

With such courage, the robber was probably not an ordinary person, so Li Jun had to be careful.

"They're just a bunch of poor and crazy people."

Yu Kou's tone was casual. He didn't give Li Jun a chance to continue asking. He raised his hand and the carved talisman suspended in mid-air floated to the back of his head like an obedient dog.

"Buzz!"

Ripples rippled in the back of Yu Kou's head, and the engraving talisman struggled to float upwards, holding his head and sitting up from the operating table.

"Don't worry, you are now the captain of the Imperial Guard, and I won't let you die."

Yu Kou put the charm in his pocket and moved towards the door of the clinic.

The moment he was about to push the door open, the General Banner suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "By the way, the Tianfu Garrison Bureau patrolling Luo Town, if you find him an eyesore, you can kill him."

"But do it smartly and don't leave too many traces. Don't interrogate randomly. If you ask something you shouldn't know, it won't end well."

After saying that, Yu Kou pushed the door open and walked out. The moment the door of the clinic was closed, the array of weapons on the ceiling continued to rise and fall and twitch like a group of mad dogs that finally woke up.

The aiming red dot of the firearm moved back and forth in an orderly manner, searching for traces of the enemy everywhere, as if trying to make up for his failure just now.

Li Jun stared quietly in the direction of the door, his eyes solemn.

Yu Kou's appearance this time was both good and bad for him.

The good thing is that he finally knows the purpose of the Second Jinyiwei Division of Chengdu Prefecture, where Yu Kou is located, in developing him as an informant.

No more random thoughts and constant suspicions like before.

But the bad thing is that I just had some self-protection capital in Tiger's Lair, and now I have to enter the more dangerous Longtan.

Li Jun sighed and suppressed his depressed mood. The red dots flying around above his head made his eyes a little sore. He reached out to grab the unconscious Crow Hua on the ground and shook it, preparing to wake him up physically.

"Stop, stop shaking. Is that person leaving?"

A sound as thin as a mosquito reached Li Jun's ears. His hand movements suddenly stopped. He looked at Crow Hua, who was still shutting his eyes and was killed by the collision, and asked in surprise: "You didn't faint?"