The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

Saturday, noon.

People who don't have to go to work let go of the exhaustion of work and start to enjoy the rare free time.Among them, the sports club is a popular place.

Although the name sounds trivial, the content should not be underestimated. It not only includes the most common ball games and fitness equipment.There are even swimming pools, shooting ranges, skating and skiing grounds, chess and card halls and even children's playgrounds. It is the largest and most well-equipped large-scale entertainment center in the entire city.

Upstairs are also equipped with comprehensive bathing facilities, massage services, and a bar where you want to have a drink.

Both men, women and children can find their own fun here.

There are countless people coming and going here every day.

"Welcome to the pop-up sports center." The front desk service staff showed a sweet smile to the colorful boy who just walked in.

The boy with colorful hair was tall and burly, carrying a huge hiking bag, wearing a black hoodie, and a pair of black sweatpants underneath.It looks no different from ordinary people who come here to exercise.He took out his membership card and driver's license and handed them to the waiter.

The waiter had already thought it over, and then told him that basic training and small class courses are on the second floor, and ball games are on the third floor.She glanced at the membership card, paused, and the smile on her mouth became cautious.

There is nothing special on it, the serial number says 000005279.

"Mr. Aite Keertra?" The waiter recorded the card number and identity information, "Is this your first time here?"

"Yes." Eddie nodded.

"Please take the elevator directly to the chess and card room on the nineteenth floor, where your friends are waiting."

"Thank you."

Aite walked to the elevator and directly pressed the number on the 19th floor. However, after he came out, he did not go directly into the chess and card room. Instead, he looked around and made sure that there was no one there, and then walked into the room No. 044 on the side.

He used the key to open the fire escape inside 044, where there was another elevator.He presses the -5 button.

This entertainment center has a total of 36 floors, but in fact there are 7 floors underground. This is the most important base of the organization in America, storing a large amount of materials and sensitive information.

Even an ordinary front desk staff is a confidant who grew up in the organization and has been trained for many years.

Just after getting out of the elevator, the woman walking towards her was stunned when she saw the man's face, but she quickly smiled and said, "Cognac. You always control your time so skillfully."

"Well, Ms. Kirsch." Bolivar, who was pretending to be Aite, quickly glanced at the other party. He was over 40 years old, with brown hair, a small mole under his lips, a height of 175+, and a medium build. The impression corresponds.

The other party should be Kirsch, kirsch or cherry brandy.In short, it is the general manager of this entertainment center, the manager of the pop-up sports center, whose full name is Sophia Andreyevna.

"Has the personnel list been sorted out?" Bolivar walked forward according to his own feeling, concentrating on recalling the map and various operation methods he had memorized before coming here.

"Of course, the personnel from all branches have gathered at their respective training bases the day before yesterday. Their grades and instructors' evaluations have been compiled into a handbook, and you are welcome to refer to it." Kirsch blinked his eyes and showed a kind smile "In addition, it's a special day recently. There are a wave of little guys downstairs who can graduate. If you like, you can take one or two with you."

Downstairs... Bolivar subconsciously retrieved useful information.

In addition to storing intelligence and exchanging information, this base is also the most important training point.

According to the records he checked before, there were at least a few hundred children receiving training underground here three months ago.Being able to graduate should mean that they are over 12 years old, and they can judge their respective talents and arrange their future step by step.

Bolivar couldn't help but think a little more. He didn't know whose idea it was to set up this place as a training point.What a coincidence.

After all, it is a popular large-scale entertainment center. No one can estimate the consumption of food and daily necessities, record it on the public account, and use this part of the clean money to fund illegal activities...

And because there is a shooting range, it will not be strange to purchase sensitive items.

But those kids downstairs...

Bolivar frowned, always feeling weird.

I am not as free and convenient as gin, so what do you do with a child?I'm afraid that the unscrupulous media will report that there is an extra illegitimate child the next day?

"I want to read the information first." Bolivar cautiously said nothing more, and swiped his card to open the door of the materials room.The patrolling guard glanced over the two of them and left silently.

"That's right, you're still young." Kirsch covered his mouth and smiled, "After all, the kids this time are so good, their instructors recommended them to me several times."

"Master Pisco's previous selection of successors has been misplaced... so you must be cautious on this point! It is best to train a few more..." Kirsch hinted tactfully.

Pisco... Ah, the Irish one, is it a typical case of crooked breeding?At first glance, it is not the material for doing business.

Bolivar somewhat understood why Kirsch was so restless.

The organization's two main strongholds are Millikin and Neon.Neon obviously has no successors. Pisco’s old industry is getting weaker and weaker. It is completely taking kickbacks from the black organization to help them launder money. The profit is infinitely close to negative infinity...

Even in Bolivar's own plan, it is stated that he will get rid of Milijian within five years, and take over the mess on the Neon side...

However, he had no intention of letting the little radish head occupy his home. Bolivar threw the other party's proposal into the trash can, even if he was really short of people, he would not look for those children.

During the conversation, the two kept moving. They swiped the fingerprints of Bolivar's three fingers and Kirsch's fingerprints on the machine, and the last lock was unlocked, revealing the neatly organized documents.

Bolivar first took down the latest information booklet for foreign recruits.

The list here includes all the peripheral personnel who have been absorbed into the organization this year. After being contacted by code-named cadres from various places, they feel that the other party has potential, so they report their names and send them to the training base in Millikin for free to participate in the assessment and training.

If someone is lucky enough to do well, then they join the organization as a regular.Their instructors will organize their various achievements into a specific report card and pass it on to the next level to see if there is a shortage of top and second leaders in each area.These top leaders refer to people of Bolivar's status.

As for the second in command in this area... Bolivar's thoughts wandered for a second, and it seemed to be Garcia.

He remembered that it was written in his diary that Rum didn't know what he did many years ago. He deliberately asked his father to exchange positions in Europe and sent Brandy to Miriam to be the leader. The reason for the branch.

Thinking about it now, it is probably because of the Asahi incident that he messed up many years ago, Rum had to go to Europe to avoid disaster and give up the important Millikin base...

Bolivar opened the chair next to him and sat down, flipped through the list, planning to choose a few as his subordinates, and deal with it.

On the first page was a very familiar face with black hair and cold eyes. It was not a good person at first glance, and the name was written - Zhu Xingda.

"..."

Bolivar frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple.

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玻利瓦尔：礼貌微笑感谢在2021-10-2123:27:57~2021-10-2216:20:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: molihua 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of sweet tooth decay; 1 bottle of match Malone;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!