Great Single Player of the Heavens

　　 Price's serious expression made Lu Qi start serious.

"you said."

　　 After reaching out for Lu Qi to sit down, Price took off his Penney hat and placed it on the desk, and said in a deep voice:

　　 "I need you to exit 141!"

　　 Hearing the words, Lu Qi raised his brows lightly, did not make a sound immediately, but stared at Price quietly.

　　He knows that Price has something to follow.

　　 Sure enough, he guessed it right!

　　 "I plan to transfer you to MI6 and form an intelligence team to provide intelligence support for 141."

　　MI6? !

　　 One of the four major intelligence agencies in the world, the intelligence agency where Brother 007 Bond worked? !

　　 Although Lu Qi had some guesses, he really did not expect that Price gave himself such a surprise...

　　 After digesting Price's words, Lu Qi asked:

　　 "You mean, let me work as an agent and engage in intelligence?"

　　 "That's right!"

　　 nodded, and Price said his extreme distrust of the intelligence capabilities of the Americans, and the benefits of doing so, one by one.

"To be honest, I never believed in Sheffield. Although on the surface he was a good general who loved soldiers like a child, for the 30,000 dead soldiers, to catch Makarov, to uproot the entire core group at any cost. However, it is precisely because of this that I distrust him even more."

　　 "A person blinded by hatred, sometimes, but can do everything..."

　　 Hearing this, Lu Qi couldn't help but give Uncle Pu a thumbs up in his heart: It really is old and immortal, you are really accurate!

　　 Sheffield is a hypocritical person who puts the "Good General" mask on his face and tries to play such a role!

　　 No matter who he was before, from the moment he hooked up with Makarov, indirectly killed Joseph Allen, and indirectly caused the airport massacre, he was doomed, he was no longer the Sheffield he used to be!

　　 temporarily pressed the messy thoughts in his mind, Lu Qi asked another question of his own:

"why me?"

　　 Faced with this question, Price was not surprised at all. It seemed that he had expected him to ask this way, and directly responded:

　　 "You have all the abilities needed to become an intelligence officer, and, most importantly, you are one of the few people I trust."

　　 "Although your Asian face is a bit... bad for lurking. However, I believe you will think of other ways to obtain information."

　　 "So... Alex, can I trust you and leave this task to you?"

　　 Faced with Price’s like torch gaze, Lu Qi smiled confidently without thinking about it for too long, spread his hands, and said:

　　 "When have I let you down?!"

　　 Price's mission was just what he wanted.

　　 Leaving Task Force 141 and becoming an MI6 agent not only represented Lu Qi's transformation from a soldier's role to an agent, but also meant that he could no longer obey Sheffield's orders and only need to be responsible to MI6 and Price.

　　 also means that he can run around the world in the name of gathering intelligence without having to stay in Credenhill all day.

With greater freedom, he can take advantage of his familiarity with the plot to provide 141 with reliable information, so as not to be thrown into the fire pit by Sheffield as an abandoned child; it can also be broken into pieces and dealt with in the dark. Makarov followed up.

　　 After all, when there are many people, it is easy to leave all kinds of clues, and intelligence personnel are not expensive.

　　 Although in a short time, he can no longer fight alongside Price, Soap, Ghost and others. However, for more important things, the short-term separation is for a better encounter in the future!

　　 Without waiting for Price to continue, Lu Qi suddenly raised a finger and said suddenly:

　　 "But! I have one condition..."

　　 "Conditions?"

　　 "I need someone to help me with this task."

"Who?"

　　 "Ella!"

　　 Hearing the words, Price was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood the meaning of Lu Qi's move.

　　 "Yes, this shouldn't be a problem. If you need other helpers, just mention..."

　　 "No, she is the only one. The intelligence team does not need too many people. Besides, I have to leave you some bodyguards, otherwise, without me, who will protect you, old man..."

Hearing this, Price slightly raised his head and looked at Lu Qi's son as if he was about to leave the house and go out to live alone. The corner of his mouth twitched, "Don't think you are leaving 141 soon, I am not your boss. Now, I still have a lot of ways to cure you little bastard..."

　　 Facing Price's "wear shoes" warning, Lu Qi couldn't help raising his hands and begging for mercy:

　　 "Well, I give up..."

　　 Lu Qi is full of enthusiasm for the role he is about to play.

　　Although his Asian face will bring some difficulties and troubles to lurking. However, he did not think that this would hinder his progress.

　　 There has never been more than one way to obtain information.

　　 Depending on the object, the method adopted is also different. In addition to using identity disguise, lurking in the environment, and monitoring the target in all directions, it can also be more direct through coercion, temptation, intimidation, etc.

　　 Whether you are Asian or white, as long as you can collect information, you are a good agent!

　　 Lu Qi seems to have regained the feeling of leading the team in Los Santos and solving problems for customers.

　　 Price and Task Force 141 are his clients, and Makarov and the core group are his problems.

　　 The difference between the two is that at that time, he dealt with some small bad guys. And this time, he is going to deal with the big bad guy...

　　 "Close to the subject, the personal data and files of you and Ella will be temporarily transferred from 141 to MI6. In this way, the Americans will not be able to know your whereabouts."

　　 "What if Sheffield asks? He appreciates me as a capable man..."

　　 Price did not care about Lu Qi's jokes, but directly answered his doubts:

　　 "You are from England~www.ltnovel.com~ and temporarily transferred to other departments to perform special operations. Such an answer should make him shut his mouth."

　　While speaking, Price slowly got up from the office chair, came to Lu Qi, stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder, and said in a deep voice:

　　 "I will leave tomorrow. Before going to MI6 to report, I will meet with Colonel McMillan and he will give you some advice."

"I understand."

　　After saying all that should be said, Lu Qi came to the door of the office, twisted the doorknob, and when he was about to leave, Price seemed to remember something, and suddenly stopped him:

　　 "Alex!"

　　 After a pause, Lu Qi looked at the boss who was also a teacher and friend with a slightly puzzled look, "Huh? Is there anything else?"

　　Looking at Lu Qi’s young face, Price blinked before slowly saying:

　　 "Outside, you have to remember that you have no teammates to cover for you. You are alone. So..."

　　 Price didn't seem to be used to this kind of scene. After a pause, he slowly vomited a parting instruction:

"be careful."

　　 Looking directly at Price's deep blue eyes, Lu Qi felt the concern that the other party wanted to express. He couldn't help but nodded seriously:

"I will."

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