[Comprehensive] Mr. Erdao, a human trafficker

Arnold, this young man, was truly otherworldly.

For example, setting up a secret intelligence point next to a cemetery...

The chief of the Secret Intelligence Service, who had a cold face and seemed unable to impress anything, walked straight through the underground passage and walked into the office on the second floor with clean windows.

This is another street level.

Hu Erdao glanced out with doubts in his eyes, so...why did he come in from the cemetery so far?

There is no bulletproof glass in this era, but ammunition is very popular, and all kinds of guns are in circulation. If attacked, it is easy to become a target.

This is not the way he imagined the intelligence agency to enter the door.

Otherwise, use an address that everyone thinks they know very well, or don't let people know the location, so...why do you go around in a big circle?

"Because there is no door."

Just at this moment, a blond young man who was still in the base of the Ministry of Intelligence came over and patted him on the shoulder in a friendly way. Seeing the puzzled look of the newcomer, he understood what he was struggling with.

"The address chosen by Arnold is very novel, isn't it?"

"Melo." A faintly threatening voice came from above, "Do you want to be tortured by me?"

The young man code-named "Thrush" hurriedly raised his hand, and quickly defended: "I didn't say anything just now."

It can be called the standard posture of Congxin.

But obviously this thrush is not a character who is willing to let go and be suppressed. While lowering her head, she still did not forget to quickly whisper to the newcomer to pass on her experience: "Learn, the best way to deal with the chief's torture, you don't want to know and The chief will end up playing."

A certain "thrush" paid the consequences for her low mouth from the very beginning.

Hu Er said: ...

"You shouldn't be a thrush, this is too much to bury your talent."

He said sincerely.

Just the first face, Melo left Hu Erdao with the impression of "extremely broken mouth".

"I don't accept an unknown spy."

As soon as he followed Arnold's footsteps, Hu Erdao heard the chief intelligence officer beside him say so.

Hu Erdao's footsteps paused invisibly, and then he smiled, "Master Arnold, isn't it normal for us people to have unknown origins?"

No, he carefully deliberated and worked on that document, handled it systematically, and there were no mistakes in the places that needed to be verified. It was not as perfunctory as in the previous worlds, and he only thought about it when it was needed. Supplementary identity.

I suddenly miss the last world where you can legally do anything with an ID card.No one will track down the past.

Gee.

"Er Dao, a mixed-race child of oriental descent, an orphan, entered the Leto Orphan Relief at the age of five, was taken to a 'school' to secretly train intelligence skills at the age of seven, went to France at the age of 15, and returned to China in the early stage of the war because of preparations for war with France. Then he was sent to Italy by clerk."

"There is no problem with the document experience." The young man with light blond hair picked up a document, tapped it with his slender knuckles, and opened it.

"But I don't trust you."

"Aren't all my information in your hands, Mr. Arnold?"

Hu Erdao turned his head in doubt, as if he didn't understand why the chief intelligence officer would say such a thing.

"You have two options."

Arnold didn't even look at him, picked up the top of the thick pile of paperwork, and started to process it.

"One, lurk for a year, wait for me to confirm that you have no problems, and then restart it."

For intelligence personnel, the timeliness of intelligence is very important. If it is really a foreign spy, if there is no action this year, many turning points will be delayed, and the situation may change drastically.

"Second, be loyal to me."

This is what it means to make people change their doors.

I wonder if this chief intelligence officer is deliberately finding fault with the "choice two" he said.

Ah, of course, "choice one" has absolutely no bearing on the Chief.

If he hadn't been able to roughly understand that Arnold's purpose might be to control other external factors so as not to affect his control of the entire Secret Intelligence Service, Hu Erdao would have suspected that this was a slap in the face for newcomers.

This... really deserves to be the man who sits at the head of the Secret Intelligence Service branch at a young age.

Arnold didn't care about the young man in front of the desk who hadn't answered what seemed to be his problem. For him, the result was the same.

If... it was the answer he rarely heard, Arnold might still be excited.

But if it is either of the two mentioned by Arnold, then Arnold is not surprised.

Yes, this is the choice Arnold made for every member of the Italian intelligence service.

Some people choose one, some people choose two... Arnold doesn't care, even if he chooses one, he doesn't necessarily acquiesce himself as a spy—it may also be because he wants to take a vacation, like Melo's initial choice.

In the same way, choosing two does not necessarily mean that there are ghosts in his heart. Arnold just wants to obey himself and be under his own control of the intelligence bureau.

He hates being restrained.

Although the first feeling after seeing this information is that something is wrong, there is no country in this era that does not have spies from other countries running around-it is the exchange of these information materials that can maintain the situation in the whole of Europe at a relatively stable level. situation.

Countries with weak intelligence capabilities deserve to be eaten if they don't hear the wind and grass.

Therefore, he has no impatience with the owner of the information that he has consciously identified as problematic for many years of intelligence work, and treats him like any other ordinary member of the Italian Secret Intelligence Service.

After thinking about it, Hu Erdao still felt, um——

"Master Arnold, can I choose neither?"

Arnold raised his eyes, paused the pen in his hand, and finally changed his expression of indifference, "——Are you sure?"

Seeing Arnold's expression that was obviously not right, Hu Erdao hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

Arnold smiled.

... even more wrong.

Hu Erdao suddenly felt that he had made a wrong decision, ah, no, it was a wrong head.

In short, watching the young intelligence officer insert the pen back, stand up, and the windbreaker slowly approached...

For some reason, Hu Er had the feeling that the interstellar battlefield was being targeted by a difficult Zerg.

Well, it's not that big for a Zerg, but the scabbard is sharp, agile and powerful, and...

The difficulty of dealing with it on the battlefield is twice that of the largest type of Zerg.

In battle, they are more focused and patient than humans, and they are careful at every step... They are always at the top of the Zerg class.

After all, except for the female worms and the logistics zerg, the rest of the Zerg are fighting species-status and combat ability determine everything!

Hu Erdao: Is it too late for me to say that I repent?

Arnold quickly told him the answer——

The silver handcuffs were being fiddled with by the light blond intelligence officer's fingers, and the intelligence officer showed a slightly interested smile, with some kind of gleam in his eyes.

"If you can not be tortured by me, you are eligible to make a third choice."

The author has something to say: Arnold: You are bold (about to move)

Hu Erdao: "Slip away, let's say goodbye."

Speaking of which, Arnold seems to have been in the second phase of middle school similar to Skylark (thinking)

Forget it, anyway, the one I wrote has been out of secondary school for a long time (laughs)

ps: The last unit, can Erdao have more comments? (Maomao tilts her head)