The Basic Law of the Routine of the Infinite World

ps: Sure enough...you will be hahaha, hahahaha one by one.Please don't just see that smashing pornography and feigning nonsense!The reason has nothing to do with that!Just because a few of us love to be late!Being late is the point! ! !

ps: Also, the efficiency at home is really not good. However, I will be at home for three days tomorrow... After looking at the updated list, I am lying on my stomach at eighth.The ambition of [-] words this month!

ps: By the way, everyone, try to guess how Xiuyan is going to train the little emperor. If you guess right...I don't know how to reward it, so let's go...if someone guesses right, I will backstab How about a wave of scholars?

ps: Let me tell you, you can’t tell Xueba about this. If you tell Xueba, this game will be void.The last time I was going to backstab him, I was stunned by a threat.

ps: After all... Recognizing counsel is my innate skill.

Chapter Two Hundred and Thirteen: Delivering Information

The place where the Fake Name team lives now is better than before. It is a separate mansion, equipped with servants, and agents can do what they do in the mission world.

Not only that, Xiu Yan seemed to have an aristocratic style. He kept banquets every day, entertaining nobles from all over the imperial capital, officials big and small, merchants and dignitaries.

At this time, it was the start of a banquet.

"Viscount Drake." Xiu Yan raised his glass to the people around him and smiled: "I heard that you are serving in the army, that's a good job."

"Master, please don't say that." This nobleman named Drake looked terrified. The events of the imperial capital in recent years have made all nobles full of reverence for the word power, and Xiuyan's identity is even more In the eyes of this group of people, the two most powerful people in the imperial capital are his backers.

There was a hint of helplessness on his face: "Oh, Master, if you said this a few years ago, I would have laughed, but now..."

Xiu Yan raised his brows: "Oh? What happened now?"

Derek's face flashed Sisi's troubles: "It's not the rebels who made the trouble, what kind of night attack... ah, now we are not stable, how can we be like you, Master Yes, superb skills."

Xiuyan stretched out his hand and patted Derek's shoulder: "After all, the people who attacked at night are all emperor's envoys. If you can't do it, just stay in the barracks and don't come out."

"I think so too." Drake said with a wry smile: "But..." He looked left and right, and then whispered: "There is something wrong with the Chancellor of the Exchequer, Lord Ornest let us Go deal with it...you know..."

Xiu Yan suddenly had a stunned expression: "Understood! I understand! Viscount, you should be careful."

"Master Cheng has a good word." Derek said happily.

Xiuyan left Drake, bowed his head and said, "Inform Hatsune, this time the target is the Minister of Finance."

"Understood." In the team channel, Xueyin's answer came.

Xiuyan turned his feet and got into the banquet again, and messages came out one after another.

"The southern and western regions found traces of the revolutionary army, and handed this information to Skynet and let them deal with it first."

"Sir Johannelli is a small leader in the prostitution incident in the red light district, inform Hatsumi."

"The thieves are rampant in the south of the city recently, notify Dax."

"It seems that the circus has been assigned a mission to slay dangerous species. Tell Hatsune the new news to see if they are interested."

"If you're not interested, tell Skynet, don't they like to grab bosses?"

"The thieves are rampant in the east of the city, notify Dax."

"The Eugen Chamber of Commerce has recently shipped something that is not very good... Let a few people in the N area go."

"The thieves are rampant in the north of the city, notify Dax."

"Dax will definitely not like it." Meng Hao complained in the team channel.

Information exists everywhere, how to collect it depends on your own ability. Xiuyan has collected countless information while communicating with ministers, nobles and businessmen one by one, and also received a lot of junk information. How to distinguish useful information from junk information? This is Xiuyan's main job.

Fortunately, social workers are not only deceiving others, but collecting enough information under limited conditions is also a basic requirement of social workers.

Not long after the banquet ended, Xiu Yan's communicator rang.

"Xiu Yan, you bastard!" This was Dax's voice: "Why the fuck is my job to catch thieves!"

As Xiuyan walked into a room, he said, "Aren't you from the garrison? Isn't it your job to catch thieves?"

"We're fucking agents!" Dax roared, "You're kidding us, aren't you!"

"How is that possible!" Xiu Yan walked into the house and closed the door. He took off his coat and still sat on the chair and asked, "Isn't this a point of survival?"

Dax didn't admit it at all: "Fuck it! What's more than fifty hundred points at a time!"

"That's money too, isn't it?" Xiu Yan stretched out on the chair, lay down on the chair with his head up, and closed his eyes slightly.

Analyzing the information and remembering to convey this stuff is too brain-intensive, even after Xiu Yan was filled with a lot of information, he felt a headache after analyzing it.This is still the enhanced body of the Garden of Eden.

"Don't give me this set!" Dax shouted dissatisfiedly: "I need tasks that can make money!"

Just as Xiu Yan was about to reply, he felt a small hand on his head and rubbed it.

Xiuyan looked up and found that Haruko was standing behind him with a worried look on his face, helping him rub the acupoints on his head with his small hands, and said worriedly, "How's it going, Ni-chan?"

Xiu Yan nodded slightly, his eyes closed comfortably, and he said, "Okay, I will notify you when I encounter a suitable task, but you are already a member of the garrison, and you don't necessarily need me. information here?"

"But that's not why you pit me!" Dax snorted dissatisfiedly: "You can do it yourself."

Saying that, the communication hangs up.

Hearing the busy tone in the communicator, Xiu Yan pouted in disdain, and spit out, "I don't know who it is."

Saying that, he stretched his hand back, grabbed Haruko and grabbed Haruko in his arms.

Xiuyan lowered his head and bumped Haruko's nose with his nose, which caused a burst of laughter from the little girl, while Xiuyan stood up and looked at the room.

This room is no longer a residential house in the traditional sense, but a monitoring room.