Long before taking action with David and Rebecca, Omer had already tried to contact Penguin Logistics.
It was the logistics company that helped him transport Morrison's coffin, and it was also the logistics company he saw on the news screen when he first entered a foreign land.
However, it was precisely because he saw the other party in the news as soon as he arrived, so the contact between Omer and Omer was purely based on luck.
Just try your luck.
If this road doesn't work, change the road.
The result was obviously good luck.
The logistics company's official contact account actually responded to his interview. It seems that either the news does not prevent it from continuing to accept work, or there are other spare manpower that can handle multiple lines in parallel.
Maybe the memory of another world is unreliable. Now Penguin Logistics has expanded in scale. It is also possible——
——Omo thought so and wrote a commission according to the regulations and framework issued by the other party.
As a lone mercenary, you have to accept commissions yourself and also give commissions to others, so that you can be considered healthy.
However, he really didn't expect that Penguin Logistics, as a logistics company registered with the logistics intermediary, was also registered at the mercenary station.
Although this point was not directly reflected in the scope of the company's work, when a very familiar standard commission template file set was sent to him for him to choose the form of design commission - he understood it clearly.
Then he lamented his vast magical power.
Even though the businesses are diverse, and they are all legal, it is better to be called an office than a logistics company.
After all, from a normal perspective: it is normal for a firm to accept logistics business, but it is 100% bizarre for a logistics company to accept an agency commission.
But as a man of foresight and tolerance, Homais should have treated the eccentric equally.
Not to mention that the current Penguin Logistics is the 'most suitable one' he can think of.
Penguin Logistics’ business slogan: To transport goods, information, and even lives, the mission must be achieved.
Whether it's a horse girl monster or a wanted criminal who implicated Bize in the incident, this organization can come in handy.
In fact, it was true that not long after working together with David and Rebel, Omo filled out an additional commission, and Penguin Logistics indeed accepted it.
The commission was to cover edge runners out of public view.
This is also the doubt that some people raised when they were drinking before.
Originally, the monster had indeed appeared. Both the police and the reporters who had caught wind of the situation should have rushed there quickly. It might not be easy for Omer and the three of them to escape.
But when a figure that is more conspicuous than the disappeared monster appears not far away, those reporters will naturally know which side is more important.
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"So I'm sorry for that Miss Texas."
"It's work, and she's completely used to the public lens,"
"I see, that's why she's holding a chocolate bar, right?"
"Oh? Why do you see it?"
"Many smokers will use sugar instead of cigarettes. As a demi-human with canine characteristics, although chocolate is not fatal, it will also bring some irritation, just like the significance of products made with the ingredients of Polygonum arborescens to feline demi-humans."
"So you are sure she is a smoker? I thought you had heard about it."
"I've heard about it a long time ago, so it won't be related to this, right?
Classic tobacco leaves the most obvious characteristics of smokers. Even after several years, certain habits of those who love it are difficult to fade away.
I even guessed that she had been smoking for more than six years and quit smoking in the past two years. "
"You are very honest. In fact, Kong did mention that Texas had this consideration in replacing cigarettes with chocolate bars."
“You are also very cooperative, Miss Mostima.
To be honest, it is unsettling to cooperate to this extent. "
"It's completely understandable. Actually, our boss...well, Mr. Emperor," Miss 'Fallen Angel', who has a black halo, blue hair and black horns, decided to give the boss some face in terms of title, " He appreciates you."
"Although his employees thought it was just a whim, Penguin Logistics is still operating today because of his many 'whims.'"
"so--"
When she said this, she paused, and Omo already saw what the 'map of Yan country' might be hiding, so he also said:
"I have decided to set up my own firm, Miss Mostima." "The boss hopes you can join Penguin Logistics, Mr. Linton."
After the almost simultaneous words, silence dominated the air.
Fortunately, this control only lasted less than two seconds, and the lady responded with a smile:
"...Okay, that's what I'll tell the boss."
That smile and tone were a little relaxed.
It's like taking off a thin mask.
Considering the reference of the memory of another world, the word 'like' can be removed. Omo was not surprised, and just nodded slightly:
"I hope he understands, and thank you for understanding."
"It's very unreliable to try to attract customers to join us~ It's only the boss who figured it out."
The sound of complaints suddenly came from the headset, originating from the Penguin Logistics public channel, and the speaker was obviously one of the employees.
The username "croissant" had been flashing in and out with the words just now, but now it was dimming because of the silence.
"By the way, guest, you still have an intelligence commission, right? You can discuss this with me in detail. Come and scan the QR code and we can chat privately."
"What a blessing -" the user name of 'Angel of Power' also flashed. He was probably ready to scold this kind of behavior of doing small business in front of colleagues, but because of this, he heard:
"I need your help when the time comes. Angel, it's 50/50! And it'll probably be fun!"
Able Angel: "Okay, okay! I think Brother Linton is indeed very capable. Penguin Logistics may also lack such a position. I'm not saying that Texas can't do it."
Switch sides so quickly!
In the blink of an eye, Omo realized that the dark deal of taking on private work without telling his boss was completed, and even Yu Feng changed his mind.
But...Texas is also observant, right...? Omo felt that he had caught some differences, which stemmed from the differences in cognitive perceptions of otherworldly memories.
Because in his impression, Texas was still worried about his companions who were more out-of-the-box, and lacked other understanding girls.
Thinking about it this way, maybe the content revealed by that memory is not comprehensive. Thinking from the perspective of a game player - that is, the version has not kept up?
However, it was not appropriate to ask about Miss Wolf's information at this time, so he buried his doubts for the time being and turned to look at the fallen angel aside: "She is really in charge of the intelligence business?"
The latter shrugged: "She is indeed the most keen on understanding information among us."
Instead of giving a direct answer, he said, "I am most interested in understanding information." However, Omer did not point out the cunning nature of the other party. He just nodded slightly and said to the public screen: "Okay, I'll contact you later."
Croissant: "Okay boss!"
Within a few words, the 'boss' position suddenly changed hands. This person was more like a businessman with an eye for money than a logistics worker.
However, this was expected by Omer. After all, these are so-called 'mobile game characters' that Bize can recognize. Although Omer scorned this way of summarizing characters and felt that it was neither appropriate nor respectful to others, but As the "beneficiary" of the soul-piercing incident.
This 'traveler style induction' also applies to him.
"Then, without further ado, I want to get straight to the point. How is the situation on site?"
A foreign land in Jiemen District, on the side of Hongduo Street in North District.
Omo, who was standing on the side of the road with Mostema with a polite smile, was looking at the building in the distance surrounded by countless drones, shikigami, and elemental elves.
I just felt a sense of déjà vu.
Anyone can see the scene in front of them: countless law enforcement officers have cornered the wanted criminals.
This feeling as if everything has been settled and there is no need to do anything by yourself is just like the original Tianmen City.
Different from the struggle last time, he felt an extremely clear sense of disappointment at this moment.
Yes, disappointed.
Although it was only a subconscious and safe move to pay attention to the situation of the wanted criminal, when he found that he really didn't need to do it himself, he felt a bit bored and annoyed.
The power they have is different, and their mentality has indeed changed, but the more important thing is - "capture and even execute wanted criminals". This kind of bounty hunter's work can also enrich the mercenary's resume and improve his social evaluation.
He wanted to win again.
It not only solves Bize's worries, but also adds a performance to himself.
"I feel like there is no chance, boss, how about we jump to the next job?" Croissant in the audio is still suggesting.
Although she didn't know the inside story, she thought that when she was hired to monitor wanted criminals, she wanted either revenge or money.
They can't be accomplices, right?
It's not like I entrusted them to handle it.
However, Mostema looked very patient at this time: "Don't rush the guests, Croissant."
The fallen angel also looked at the building, but he also paid attention to the guests' expressions. When he looked at the building again, he seemed to understand something.
Especially the sky seemed to be getting darker, and then there was a slight breeze, bringing with it a chill.
It feels like a storm is coming.
After all, personal philosophy aside, she is also a good observer.
And just as patient.
Likewise, the guest also tried to persuade her: "Be patient, Miss Croissant."
"The outcome will never be determined until we cross the line, and there may be some surprises."
As soon as the guest finished speaking, everyone suddenly heard a cold female voice: "I'm done here, where is the capable angel?"
The ID named Texas flashed as she spoke. She finally finished dealing with the reporters who were supposed to catch Omer, David and others, and then asked about the colleagues who were responsible for Omer's first commission at the scene.
That colleague, Angel, was directly involved in assisting law enforcement officers because he held a professional certificate, providing dynamic intelligence to Omer.
But there was no response at this moment.
As a result, Omer also felt a familiar feeling.
That feeling made him feel complicated a week ago, but today it made him unable to suppress the raised corners of his mouth.
But if you laugh so easily, you might be misunderstood, right?
So Omer suppressed that smile in his veins, and the blood was just hot.
"Miss Mostima, I think Miss Angel needs some help."
He advised the other party, and received a smile from the other party after taking a deep look at him:
"Of course, let's go, Mr. Linton."
I was discharged from the hospital, but I only changed the dressing from the hospital to changing the dressing myself.
I still can’t sit down without sitting down, so much so that I briefly resumed typing on my mobile phone.
(End of chapter)
