"...It's really okay." Bolivar breathed a sigh of relief, with an incomprehensible pain on his face, and forced a smile, "I was attracted by the new popularity in the report just now."

"Really?" Kirsch was dubious, but it was obvious that the newcomer had offended Cognac, so she didn't say much.

"It's none of your business, don't worry, Kirsch..." Bolivar glanced at her.

"Then I'm going out first, you can call me anytime." Kirsch stood up with great insight, and closed the door, leaving Bolivar alone in the room.

He needs Jing Jing, don't ask who Jing Jing is.

Bolivar calmed down a little and began to think about how to resolve this conflict.

If he had heard the news before he discovered the secret room, he would have panicked and screamed like a groundhog.

but now……

He even took the time to comment on how well Dex's report was written.It seems that Dex is a good seed with great ability.

Dex...The Black Organization...Tiger...Grid...

and many more.

A thought suddenly flashed in Bolivar's mind.

Dex was originally an undercover agent sent by himself, but the Tij consortium sent him to Grid in the opposite direction, and instead restrained himself.

Although this is just a feat made by the other party unintentionally.

Then, by analogy, those undercover agents...

Can I do the same?

For example, let Amuro Toru and the others join the FBI, and Akai Shuichi and others take the neon police examination? ?

No, no, this is still too dangerous...

Bolivar fought back the tempting thought.Not to mention whether it will succeed or not, even if it succeeds, it is impossible for me to believe the information.This is such a waste of talent!

Although the red squares in the Conan comics will not communicate with each other.But what if? !

Be cautious.

Bolivar changed his mind.

Although I can't let them join the Neon Police or the Millikin FBI as undercover agents, I can let them work as commercial espionage in other big companies! !Such as apples, such as four-color squares...

Bolivar suddenly understood, and even began to thank Dex for his inspiration.

He opened the data set with secret expectations, selected the book of hundreds of high-tech industries, and tore it from the middle. There were about twenty or thirty companies.He looked at the latest recruitment and promotional information of each company, including contact information, address, and company profile, and faxed it to Kirsch after he felt that there was no problem.

"The newcomers in the dispatch organization, entering these companies as undercover agents, can be regarded as an assessment task, and you can decide how to assign them." Bolivar also sent a text message.

In another room of the organization base, what Bolivar didn't know was that Kirsch was talking with a young girl with a smile, and the atmosphere was very warm.

The girl had brought a stack of papers and was showing Kirsch the reports.

Kirsch raised his eyebrows when he heard the text message, glanced at the incoming fax, and instantly understood the meaning of the other party, and replied with interest on his mobile phone: "I understand what you mean. Mr. Cognac, you are really more It's getting worse. Please rest assured and leave it to me."

"Mom, what's this?" The blond-haired woman standing on the side came over curiously, watching Kirsch organize the list of company materials.

"It's what Lord Cognac needs. Don't be idle, girl, come and help."

"Okay." The 20-year-old girl put down the materials she brought, stepped forward with a good temper, organized the company's materials into a manual, arranged them neatly, and put them on the other side.

"They're all company profiles." The girl asked while sorting out the faxes in her hand, "Soon, do you need me to deliver coffee to the boss?"

There was a lot of anticipation in those words.

"Don't go." Kirsch cast a reproachful look at his daughter, "Master Cognac is working, don't disturb him."

"Hey." Lostness flashed across the girl's gentle and soft face, "When will I have my own code name?"

"In this way, I can help the boss to do more things." She seemed to have thought of something good, and smiled a little silly.

"Little fool, if you have this time, why don't you send text messages for mom." Kirsch said unhurriedly as if he didn't see what the other party was thinking.

Neither of them noticed that one of the stack of documents brought by the girl fell into the fax, and along with a bunch of company profiles, it was sorted into a manual and handed over to the person in charge of the printing room.

After Kirsch left, two staff members in the printing room began to copy the stack of materials one by one, bound them into manuals and sent them to more than 50 newcomers in the organization.

"They're all big factories." The man couldn't help muttering, "If I could find a job here before, how can I do these things?"

"Hush, keep your voice down!" Another staff member scolded, "Don't you want to stay in the organization?"

"No! I'm just saying hello! I don't mean that!" The staff member was so frightened that all the documents in his hand fell to the ground.

"Hmph, pay attention if you don't want to die. Is this the last one?" Another staff member picked up the promotional poster that fell on the floor and glanced at it subconsciously, "Well, Grid's Berkeley University presentation?"

"Okay, don't read it, print it quickly." His companion urged, grabbed the piece of paper and put it into the printer.

"To all members of the base: Relevant mission information and materials have been distributed to everyone by the base instructor. Within a week, try your best to infiltrate one of the companies on the list. This is the task entrusted to you by Lord Brandy."

"You must have access to positions in the company's top management or key departments."

"Including but not limited to: Finance Department, Archives, Senior Leadership Assistant, etc."

"Your task is to infiltrate these companies to obtain information and intelligence. We will not provide any information and tools, because this task is not life-threatening."

"At the end of the week, those who have not obtained important positions will be eliminated. Those who are willing to join the intelligence team or action team can directly abstain. ——□□h (Kirsch)"

The two people in the dormitory of the 027 base were studying the text message that had just been sent.

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The author has something to say:

Bolivar: I want Toru Amuro to join the FBI, and Hideichi Akai to take the Neon Public Security...

Anyway, even if Toko's appearance is regarded as a crooked nut, there is no sense of disobedience, and Shuichi Akai's own nationality is Neon.

I would like to add that entering v on the 27th will drop [-]D on the same day, and the update time will be changed to [-]:[-] pm! ! !

Please support us a lot!Refill!

The cabbage update before v ends today.

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Recommend the pre-acquisition next door, no cp male lead article:

Article title: I, who designed the main god game, wanted to escape overnight (comprehensive)

One-sentence introduction: Watch me sanction those scumbag bosses (reverse penetration)

[Reminder, leader Mori Ogai, a quagmire is found ahead, do you want to call your subordinates to solve it? 】

Mori Ogai clicked the 'Yes' button.

[You currently have subordinate cards: Zhongyuan Miaomiao, Heini Dazai, Mr. Lantang]

Mori Ogai Click to use Nakahara Meow Meow.

【Using--】

[Your Zhongyuan Meow Meow has too short legs, it was swept away by the mud! 】

Mori Ogai clicks black mud Dazai.

[Your black mud Dazai refused to summon and sprayed you with black mud]

[You already have the black mud buff, which reduces mobility by 50.00%, slows down by 20.00%, and health by 30.00%! 】

"..."

Mori Ogai clicks on Lantang.

【Your Lantang has successfully processed the black mud and can pass smoothly】

Mori Ogai breathed a sigh of relief.

[Your Lantang found an unknown object ahead. 】

[Confirm that the unknown object ahead is——artificial supernatural body Verlaine]

【Your Lantang is out of control and has been lost】

"..."

Mori Ogai smashed the game plane angrily.

"Who designed this sick game!!!"

Hei Liuping probed his head.

"Those unscrupulous leaders, why haven't there been gameovers today?"

He mumbled and turned off the interface.

"What should we design for the next level?"

On that day, Mori Ogai, who had gone through the 81 disaster, gathered all kinds of subordinates with difficulty, and found that the leader of the opposite PK battle was a boy with a head on fire.

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