The prisoner and the sea

The methods and plans of the elites who belong to the secret investigation are also different.

Although Gwen feels that this is because the curse blade is the lower limit of handling things in the secret investigation, and Kasim is one of the upper limits, so there is such a big difference.

After getting the work envelope.

Kasim did not open it on the spot, but left directly. "Where?" Gwen asked.

"Secret room. You probably didn't prepare a mailbox." Kasim said blankly.

She stashed the envelope in her pocket clip, along with a small packet of yellow liquid in a Ziploc bag. "What's a letter box, and what do you put in it?" Gwen was curious about everything.

Kasim glanced at her, and rarely showed a silent smile:
"Composite source oil will burn sharply when it comes into contact with air. If you feel that you can't get away, destroying the file in this way can make the enemy get nothing. If you chew the file and swallow it, you will be disembowelled. How about this way."

Gwen finally had the real feeling of "secretly spying on real intelligence personnel", and was dumbfounded.

"The mailbox is the arrangement you use to remotely control your train. I have an empty one for you." "Remote control!?"

"Well, from the time we walk out of this door, you and I will temporarily not be Kasim and Gwen, but Carly and Gray. We will not communicate with people we knew before, and we will temporarily cut off Link, before completing the mission."

Kasim walked in front, leading Gwen into a hidden passage, and walked down with a cat lamp as a lighting prop with ease.

"But you don't know what the mission is yet," Gwen muttered. "A mission is a mission." Kasim paused.

Gwen lightly touched the other person's back, raised her head, and saw that beautiful and weak white face looking at her.

"If you have a problem with the mission, and you think it is sending you to die, don't say it when you receive the mission. After you get it to a safe and your own place, think about countermeasures, defection, betrayal, and counterattack. I developed this habit of taking missions back, so that many malicious people would ignore the fact that 'if I do something in their territory, I won't be able to get away so easily'."

"Been taught a lesson."

Gwen choked out the sentence. "You're welcome."

Kasim faced the front, and continued to walk down at that unhurried, but actually quite fast pace.Well
This guy is really professional.
Gwen didn't mutter this time, and followed silently.

Through the winding corridor, opening a closed iron door, and entering the dirty and wet sewer, Gwen swears that there should be no second person in this world who is as beautiful as Kasim and can float across the waterway next to him. 'Gold' turned a blind eye, a ruthless man with no expression on his face.Gwen was lucky to have a gas mask and thick-soled shoes with her, otherwise, even the source of power would be a bit overwhelming.

Kasim's willpower is definitely something on another level.Undercover work is not fun, kind of dirty and kind of uncomfortable.

Through the underground passage, avoiding Long Yan's secret whistle and so on, they returned to a small alley above the ground, and the track was above the small alley.Housing under the tracks is where the poorest live, as well as homeless backpackers.

"Why do you avoid people from Longyan?" "Avoid everyone after work begins."

Kasim has her own rules of conduct. She looked up at the railway tracks and seemed to recognize the direction. "Safe House 72."

She said, "Remember, safe house No. 72, this is the location of our next shelter, its name is Mikland Detective Agency, and it will be run by us, Carly and Gray Pan. Come down, as a business development, remember?"

Gwen had no doubts that she said, "Don't remember if the other person will repeat it again. "Yes. Carly."

"Very good, you got into the mood very quickly, Gerry." A shallow smile appeared on Kasim's face that would be ignored if you didn't look carefully. She turned around and led the way. Her back was a little lonely, which made people think To hug.

Here, Gwen sees the living layers of the Homelander.

It wasn't the lowest level, because it wasn't the drop-off area yet, and Gwen had been to the drop-off area.It's a little more cunning, a little more sleazy here.

Dirty floors, sleepy workers on barely clean stone benches, exchanges of supplies happening every moment.Although Kasim had disguised Gwen, his feeling that he didn't belong here still caught the attention of the locals.Two dirty and smelly Lutes came up with their teeth bared.

Ask him if he wants to buy a body armor.

——A cute and simple person like you can't survive here for three days.The word they didn't finish was this.

One of them had his hand in the pocket of Gwen's coat, already stealing.Then Gwen saw Kasim who was completely different from what he remembered.

in his memory.

Kasim is suave and full of quiet elitism.She does everything professionally, and accidents don't scare her, because she has made a plan.

and then?This Kasim?
Unbelievably rough, he first punched the person who was digging in front of Gwen in the face, and then kicked another person in the egg with lightning.She cursed crazily, kicking while cursing like an aunt, then she breathed a sigh of relief, squatted down, and took out the bullet pouches of the two with a bit of a philistine, took two rows from them, and stuffed them into her pocket Inside, he stood up cursing and kicked again.

is this herIs it real her?

She turned her head and asked in a gentle tone, "Are you okay?"

This tenderness, but the eyes were almost dull, made Gwen suddenly realize that it was a disguise, a mask. "It's okay." Gwen said, with just the right expression on her face, 'Wow, is this like this in your place? " expression.

"Believe me, this kind of thing is rare. The law and order in my hometown is very good. It's just that occasionally someone will bully foreigners. Isn't it the same on every train? Ha." The most amazing thing about Kasim is that she Even the accent of speaking has changed.

Her original tone and speaking style, each word has obvious pauses, very serious.

Now she has a short root accent mixed with it, and she sounds like the kind of woman who would call herself "I" and speak with an ending of "呀".You may not believe it when you say it, but this change in tone suddenly made Kasim younger by at least ten years.

Gwen found out.

In fact, Kasim has a very authentic appearance of a beautiful girl, not a royal sister-type character.It seems that it is completely integrated into the surrounding environment.

The environment of safe house 72 was much better than Gwen expected.

It is on the upper floor of the living area, with a small balcony that can get sunlight, close to the railway tracks, five bedrooms, two living rooms and a kitchen. The space is actually not that big, but it is well planned.For example, there is actually only one big desk in the office, and the left and right walls are filled with bookshelves. The desk is facing the only space in the room. If you want to squeeze in and sit behind the desk, you have to take a deep breath.

The ass can't be too big, or it might get stuck.

"Better than I imagined!" Gwen announced loudly, putting down the temporarily bought luggage.

"We are pretending, not being abused. Maybe my disguise makes you think that I am an ascetic monk who has completed the task [-]%." ​​Kasim smiled, "But I am not. If the task is too troublesome, I will just give up , if the task reward is not to my liking, I will refuse. As long as the price is right for betrayal, I have my own price for loyalty, and you can buy it too, and I have a good reputation."

Kasim didn't shy away from talking about loyalty.

Gwen breathed out, "Okay, can you open the mission letter now? Also, why don't you know what our mission is, so you bring me to No. 72, in case the location is different Wouldn't it be a waste of effort?"

"Because I know what the mission is."

"Oh, that makes sense wait? What are you talking about?" Gwen rolled her eyes.

Kasim took out the letter from his pocket and gently stuffed it into Gwen's hand. Finally, he lightly scratched Gwen's index finger with his fingertip.When Gwen bowed her head, she raised her hand and gently hooked Gwen's chin with her index finger.

she says:

"A qualified secret agent cannot know what the mission is when the mission comes. Use your influence and the contacts you have accumulated to ask them to help you and let them tell you what jobs are easy and profitable."

"Just say what you say, don't do this." Gwen moved her head dissatisfied, and took a step back.

It would be nice if it was with the Curseblade.

Although Curseblade also likes to move around when talking, it is not like this, and Curseblade is also more idealistic, which is different from Kasim who exudes the stench of realism.

"If you don't touch such a beautiful chin, even the Welgians will be dissatisfied." Kasim always has fallacies.

Gwen glared at her, then threw her coat into her arms, reminding her: "It's time to work." "Yeah."

Kasim silently put away her coat and walked to the living room. She opened the suitcase, and inside was a set of professional props.Gwen was dazzled by the sight.

My heart was suddenly occupied by a lot of questions.

"What's this?" Gwen asked, pointing to a rather large cigarette case. There was a small transparent bag next to it, which contained a large number of parts.

"Secret camera." "Huh?"

"80.00% of secret detective commissions are related to sex. Because we serve the petty bourgeoisie and the middle class most of the time, do you know what this means?" She explained without waiting for Gwen to answer, "Humans meet the needs of survival, Then it will lead to higher level needs, love, play, sex, literature, art... But at the same time, some people will feel dissatisfied with the original spouse over time.”

"They will seek new, young flesh."

"Unfortunately, even at the most chaotic town level, this kind of behavior will be condemned and financially punished. If they refuse to move to the inconvenient township, township or village level, then there is no way. We photographed For their wrongdoing, complete their financial punishment, and reap our private rewards."

"This is one of the tools to trigger punishment, isn't it interesting?" It is quite interesting.

Gwen blinked, fighting back her inappropriate curiosity.

But this curiosity was shattered in the next second.

Because Kasim actually asked: "Do you want to play with it?" "Huh?"

Gwen was so surprised that she even ignored the utopian word "play" in the other party's words, but waved her hands wildly, "No, no, this kind of thing can be regarded as a relatively important and sophisticated instrument, right?"

"Yes."

"Then you lend it to someone else"

"The sub-secret detectives in our team often borrow this prop." Kasim said blankly, gossip that didn't fit her personality, "It's used to pick up girls."

"what?"

"Secret agents are also human beings, and they also have needs. Many times, outsiders don't know us well, which leads us to take advantage of them. You know those secret agents? Everyone picks up more than a dozen girls, and of course, there are also boys. But in short Well, although the supply of mysterious spies has always been in a state of oversupply in the courtship market, the supply of secret agents is in short supply.”

A mysterious spy.

Thinking about it is indeed a fatal attraction.

"I still don't want to play anymore." Gwen looked away reluctantly, "Let me first understand our mission, Long Yan said it is related to the prophecy?"

"Yes, for the 1000th case related to prophecy, there is a lunatic who claims to have seen the end." "Oh my God!" Gwen exclaimed, "Isn't this taken seriously?"

"Oh my God." Kasim's expressionless tone remained unchanged, "If we catch the lunatic who claims to have seen the end of the world, we will become the first city-level city that has to ask for help from other trains because the prison is run over. There's a train."

"The townspeople aren't city-level, are they?"

"It can be." Is Kasim a fellow countryman?Otherwise, it is difficult to explain why she has a sense of belonging to this train. "You said this kind of person is common, so this time we are here because what he said is true?"

"Do not
yes.But he did see something, and he went crazy, and became a psycho killer, killing random people, right here in the area. "

"Random killing, then we will still"

"Passion to kill." Kasim's voice was as calm and indifferent as ever, but Gwen began to miss the accent of the country girl that this guy pretended to be a little bit.

Kasim said to Gwen slowly and calmly: "In Utopia, crimes of passion are very difficult to catch. At the same time, we are not sure the degree of the other party's awakened source power. The time interval between his killings varies. It may also be our The frequency cannot be monitored, or someone is also committing a crime.”

In Utopia, the most difficult thing to catch criminals is the high crime rate and high death rate. Except for murderers who are trying to pursue fame, it is not so easy to catch a killer.

Even if all the mind flayers were dispatched, there was no way to find out who was committing crimes in the vast crowd.Simultaneously.

It is also impossible to determine whether the perpetrator will be turned into a "victim" by the victim.

Just think about it, Lei Ting's little girl usually likes to go out to the streets to be a sneaker, in case there is a murderer who specializes in killing little girls and focuses on her.
Of course this is an extreme case.

The less extreme situation is when killing people, the person being attacked suddenly pulls out a shotgun, two sprays as fast as lightning and then a grenade.

In Utopia, a perverted killer is actually a dangerous profession.Dancing on the tip of the knife every day.