Needle bee, piercing everything!

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The greasy middle-aged uncle gave a rough introduction, but he didn't seem to want to say more.

Indus didn't ask much.

According to the level, he is just a rookie intern.

And this greasy middle-aged uncle is one of the heads of the Hezhong branch in Fanba City.

The greasy middle-aged uncle quickly pulled out a dozen documents and files, and then left.

The two went to another brightly lit room and began to read.

"The Plasma Corps started out as some commercial illegality, such as using elven violence to force a deal.

"Then, they gradually promoted the radical concept of elf liberation in some public places.

"So we at Interpol stepped up our focus.

"Until the beginning of this year.

"We launched a formal investigation and found members of the Plasma Corps throughout the United States."

The greasy middle-aged uncle picked out a file and pushed it on the table in front of the black-haired boy.

"The members of our Fanba Branch are almost all staring at the corresponding 380 locations.

"However, there are still a few places where there is not enough manpower to keep an eye on it.

"However, considering that you are a newcomer, you only need to be in charge of one location."

Indus took a quick look at it and knew what it was.

"On the outskirts of the northeast of the city, near the gymnasium?" Wutong frowned.

"That's right, this is the safest." The greasy middle-aged man took a breath of his cigarette and sighed.

"I have no objection." Wu Tong thought for sure, if something goes wrong, he can quickly hide in the gymnasium.

"One of our members has disappeared. In our line of business, what does missing mean, do you understand?" The greasy middle-aged uncle had a sad face.

"Understood." Indus was stunned for a moment, and quickly replied.

"It's good to understand. You have to remember one thing. The main task of our international police at the grassroots level is to investigate and then investigate. Then the coordination will be done by the higher-ups, and the formal arrest work will be done by the higher-ups. Don't be a hero." Greasy The middle-aged uncle sighed, he didn't want this young boy to sacrifice for his blood.

"No." Indus replied affirmatively, he always took kindness seriously.

The job description was not complicated, and he quickly read the documents and archives.

At this time, the greasy middle-aged uncle also brought a small suitcase.

"Get to work now."

"it is good."

Indus didn't talk nonsense, opened the suitcase, and quickly changed into equipment.

First of all, there is a box in the suitcase, which is equipped with sending and receiving devices and 24 miniature cameras.

A small portable pocket camera;

A high-quality voice recorder;

a portable laptop;

A pair of single binoculars;

A pair of long-lasting wireless communication headsets.

There is also a fire-proof and vital-proof full-body trench coat made of the lowest-level special fiber composite material with a thin nail plate sandwiched between it.

"Will it work?"

"Can you demonstrate?"

"look carefully."

"Yes."

Wutong looked at it once, and he knew it clearly, and he was confident and sure.

The greasy middle-aged uncle bared his teeth, no wonder he became an international policeman at such a young age.

Wutong carried a small suitcase and left from the underground passage.

Shine brightly.

This is a small deserted forest with a small river beside it.

Wutong looked over and determined that this was the northwest suburb.

"It's really long enough."

He shook his head, quickened his pace and returned to Fanba City.

Fanba City, northeast corner.

The houses in this area are relatively sparse, close to the mountains and forests, and there are more gentle slopes.

Indus came to the arranged observation cabin.

Located on a higher hillside woodland, the cabin is surrounded by a fence and the previous owner has carefully tended a vegetable garden.

Indus picked up the binoculars and looked around.

"At eight o'clock, 280 meters, the abandoned elf shelter, the main surveillance target."

"Ten o'clock direction, 720 meters, Fanba Gymnasium, secondary surveillance target."

"At three o'clock, the main traffic road, the secondary monitoring target..."

While watching, Wutong quickly wrote it down with a pen and paper.

He was rushing to take up the job, and he didn't have time to complete any rigorous training.

The above seems to be the case, and the three newcomers are directly thrown here to accept the task.

Unreasonable, Ke Lisha did not disclose more information.

Indus judged that this was the second test.

He is now assigned a safer surveillance mission.

As long as there are no mistakes, three months can end.

"The difficulty should be in the normative process."

Wu Tong believes that this is to see if he can complete the task better with orders alone without training professional knowledge.

The mission should not be particularly dangerous, as long as you don't take the initiative to die.

"Sure enough, the high-tech work is good."

After Wutong found out the surrounding situation, he quickly began to install the miniature camera.

Place four near the main target.

One or two secondary goals.

Indus wandered around and finished this task generously, knowing that the most important thing is psychological quality.

The more careful and wretched you are, the more attention you will attract.

The more generous you are, the less suspicious you may be.

Go back to the lookout hut.

Wutong turned on the computer, and there was a fool-like monitoring software and a signal sending and receiving device.

After turning it on, 36 small monitoring screens appeared on the computer screen.

At the same time, his headset also received a signal from the greasy middle-aged man.

Indus quickly reported the work.

The greasy middle-aged uncle was noncommittal and interrupted the communication.

Wutong knew that he had passed the test, and without blame, it was a success.

Next, his job here is easy.

The most important thing is to make a record every few hours, write a monitoring report every night, and report to the greasy middle-aged uncle once a week.

After three months of mixing, the iron rice bowl will be in hand!

"I now have a deposit of [-] union coins, but it's still too small."

Indus released the elves and let them be active elves here.

The poke ball is a small place, it's okay to sleep, but it's definitely not comfortable to stay in the waking hours.

Indus pondered about becoming a regular salary.

The monthly salary is 8k, which is extremely low, and it is supported by various high benefits.

For example, holiday year-end and year-end benefits, as well as public employee benefits such as five social insurances and one housing fund.

"If you want to make big money, just two."

Indus thought to himself that he would either be a businessman or turn to a big capital horse that is incomparably rich.

Either from political power to government and business protection, and to collect protection fees from capitalists.

Now that he has joined the alliance, of course he is taking the second route.

Climb up in the open, and climb to a certain position, then use the power in your hands to secretly support and build power.

Make a lot of money, and then use the money to continue climbing.

Establish a network of contacts, cultivate loyal subordinates, and collect various things to enhance your strength.

With money and power, the speed at which he becomes stronger can double quickly.

A large number of resources are hard piled up, and then using the power of fusion props with the power of Tokiwa, the speed of improvement will be faster and faster.

As for fighting alone, like that person who worked hard on the top of Silver Mountain?

Indus doesn't know that person is wrong, and he doesn't think he must be right.

He is also pursuing the strongest, but in a different way.

That person took advantage of the wind and snow of nature to sharpen.

Indus trees are piled up with social collective resources.

Subsequently.

On the first day, nothing happened.

The next day, nothing happened.

On the third day, suspected members of the Plasma Corps entered the Abandoned Elf Shelter.

Indus quickly reported to Uncle Greasy.

Ordered to continue monitoring.

The third day passed.