"Rather than talking about past topics, we should get down to business."
"Of course, how about starting with the unfinished words on the flower field slope?"
"You are doing research, and I am investigating buying and selling, but I want to confirm your identity."
"To each other, I can provide you with a mercenary certificate, how about you?"
"It's also a mercenary certificate."
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"Okay, Mr. Morian from Gray Crow Office, do you use a mobile phone or a terminal? Or can your body directly read the memory?"
"Anything is fine, Mr. Omer Linton, this is what I have prepared for you."
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After all, Li did not listen to Omo's advice and went to the hospital first.
After all, it was not convenient for Omer to say rudely: 'I think your soul is full of lines like a well-cooked steak, and the color is not consistent.'
This will probably involve some secrets of the other party. For the communicator who met by chance, a hasty suggestion is already considered reckless. Fortunately, the other party also said "You are a wanted criminal" once and successfully turned the meeting into a "50-50 split" Low emotional intelligence'.
This kind of equality is also a kind of high emotional intelligence that facilitates conversation. After a few words of dialogue, the two exchanged and confirmed their identities.
Mercenaries are usually called by code names, but mercenaries in the office are always formal, because they have the need to deal with the official, and at the same time, using their real names directly also shows their attitude:
You don’t need to change your name when you work, you don’t change your surname when you sit down, and you don’t need a code name to cover up your actions.
Omo, who had a subtle feeling about the other party's real name, glanced at the still quiet standby screen, took out a floppy disk and pushed it out.
Surprised by the other party's name, Li placed a portfolio on the table.
People who can collect intelligence are always familiar with the name Omer Linton.
From last month to today, this name has appeared intermittently in interstellar news, local news, and mercenary intelligence from foreign lands.
However, Li didn't care about this. At most, he thought that he was not a pure devil, but a hybrid.
He didn't care too much, but Omo looked at the things he put on the table, but he was very concerned about it!
"...paper documents?" he asked.
Looking at the bulging file bag, Omo's memory of flipping through records in the archives began to revive.
That is not an activity that can be enjoyed with the company of a beautiful horse lady.
"I thought you would be more accepting of this method." The brown-haired young man who touched the memory said calmly.
Because of the helmet, he couldn't see Omo's frowning expression, and his doubtful tone perfectly hid his annoyance.
"Demons in this era can also play terminals, play deep dive games, and sit at the table and type code. What's more, I'm just a demon."
The helpless tone finally came through. Under Li's slightly surprised gaze, 'Snake' took out a pair of black gloves from his pocket and put them on.
Then he lifted up the file bag and pulled out the contents of the pile.
Suddenly, he said slowly: "You are not a time traveler, are you?"
Thinking about it, only time-travelers have this stereotype of "gods and demons know ancient things".
He had already pulled up his sleeves and pulled out a hidden interface on his arm, and plugged in the memory.
His movements were smooth, as if he wasn't worried that Omo might have a virus inside.
Such a straightforward guy...
Gray Crow Office... Omer looked at the documents and glanced at the zero-level reformer opposite.
This name is indeed the mercenary firm in Jiemen District. It is ranked among the top 100 regular large-scale firms.
In comparison, David's Edge Runner Agency ranked one hundred and ninety-three.
There are only two hundred and fifty-eight offices in the Jiemen District. Omer has scanned them once, but he hasn't had time to study them one by one.
Therefore, Gray Crow Office still belongs to his information blank.
At this moment, the other party obviously answered him after reading the message:
"Information should have been exchanged, but the commander is willing to answer you, yes, we are travelers who arrived in this world three years ago."
"Commander?" It sounded like a military title. Homare looked up slightly from the document and asked, "Is he observing me through your eyes?"
Even the source energy can share vision, and the mechanical body is even more relaxed.
"Yes, she is the director of Gray Crow Office."
"Sir or ma'am?"
"Miss."
"I see, I'm sorry. Then...good afternoon, Miss Director, I believe that a good attitude is the beginning of friendly cooperation."
"The chief said your helmet has a lot of personality and she likes it very much."
"Thank you for your appreciation. I can send you the online shopping URL later."
"She asked... if it could shine too."
"Then I'm afraid it needs to be processed separately," Omer said delicately, "after all, you probably won't like potions with unknown ingredients."
"By the way, can you allow me to read the document first?"
"please."
There was no preamble to the retelling, and the brown-haired young man's expression suddenly became a little relaxed.
It seems that I finally found a chance to escape.
He probably has nothing to do with the first lady... Omo thought, and continued to flip through the documents provided by Mr. Li.
The Gray Crow Office investigates Yugel Company's monster sales, and the information collected for this purpose is mostly about the company's related behaviors and activities in the field of monsters.
This can fill the intelligence gap that Omo has. After all, Sunday Anping only cares about Ma Niang. Even if there is a way to get the buyer's qualification account of Yugel Company, she has not considered working hard on the way to collect other information.
What could he say? Ask Party A to work harder and use their connections to look up information on the monster business?
I'm a little afraid of being smothered in pillows while sleeping.
These words definitely do not mean to call the client a dog.
Omer just felt that this matter had been delayed for too long.
Although it seems that none of the horse girls have suffered irreparable harm so far, most of them are even provided with legal assistance, and there is even medical insurance in the contract to help them regain their spirits.
But there are still some things that are not made clear.
What's more, even if it's completely legal, his client won't stop there, right?
She has always been reserved about herself, and is afraid that she will see her secrets bit by bit, so she refuses to act with her. She will only appear when she investigates something and informs her.
The purpose of showing up is to personally judge the authenticity of the information.
In other words, she doesn't believe in herself that much.
You have to increase the acceleration yourself.
He gave the other party the research information on Masato Toko, the information on the monsters summoned by the gang, and the monster research log and sales list that Tori had seen last night - these were all compiled manually by him.
It can be said that all the information except for the privacy of the person involved, Miss Big Shock, has been packaged.
In exchange for the remaining puzzle pieces.
Putting down the last page of documents in his hand, Omer used the chip to sort out the lines at a glance. After closing his eyes for two minutes, he stuffed the stack of pages back into the document bag.
Mr. Li took a deep breath and said, "...Commander asked how it went."
"Very helpful, I think I'm missing the last piece of the puzzle, and so are you."
"The commander said he hopes for friendly cooperation."
"First of all, I don't recommend taking action directly, you two. The current evidence is not enough to make a final decision."
"The commander said that she found out that Yugel Company has a mercenary group and is recruiting people."
"Mercenary group?" Omo asked.
"Not an office but a mercenary group?"
"Yes." Li nodded without adding 'commander said'.
"The Rui Xing Mercenary Group, one of the mercenary groups directly under Yugel Company, has recently experienced a huge personnel gap."
"gap?"
"It seems to be due to conflicts with some racing girls."
"..."
"Is there anything wrong? Mr. Linton." Li noticed the slight tilt of the Gundam's helmet.
"No, I think it's quite feasible. Let's discuss the specific matters of cooperation."
Thanks for the reward for wanting to nibble on melon seeds in the sunflower field.
thanks, thanks.
(End of chapter)
