"Junior, I heard that you are going to participate in this war internship course?"
After Mo Qiuran opened the door, Fingel couldn't wait to rush in. His eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Mo Qiuran's appearance. He took out the camera: "Bring me some close-up photos quickly, junior, this is first-hand information that can be sold for money. of!"
"Yes, we are auditors with official permission to take classes, and our level is sufficient." Mo Qiuran replied, "Forget the close-up photos, senior, just take them like this...can you sell this for money?"
"Of course, as long as all relevant information about influential figures can be sold, I have already thought about how to sell these photos. I will print them out and make a photo album. The name is S-class's first expedition! Listen! Doesn’t it feel domineering?”
Fingel set up his camera and took continuous snapshots. His posture and efficiency were extremely professional, but he was a little sneaky...maybe due to professional habits.
"It sounds like he is an emperor, but he is surprisingly good," Mo Qiuran shrugged, "Can this kind of photo really be sold?"
"Of course it's possible. Maybe junior fellow, you haven't realized how popular your photo is, and it involves participating in the war internship course in advance! Besides, this photo doesn't involve the details of the mission. If it involves If I keep the information confidential, the director of the Discipline Committee will probably appear in front of me in the next second. As a campus paparazzi with so many years of experience, I have full experience in reviewing red lines!" Fingel said proudly.
"This kind of thing is just like a regular prostitute showing off where he can find the most cost-effective young lady in the safest place. It's not something to be proud of at all!"
While complaining, Mo Qiuran looked at his current appearance in the floor-length mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and then began to take off the equipment department's special mobile uniform, fold it, and put it in the box.
Although it was unexpected to "attend classes" and succeed in the end, the efficiency of Cassel College has never been doubted. When they returned to the dormitory, they found that in front of their dormitory door There were two more large boxes with labels with the names of Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang on them.
When I opened the big box, I saw a set of professional operational clothing, some weapons and corresponding instruction manuals. There was also enough space to store other clothes or personal belongings. It was considerate and considerate. After all, given that the target location of their operation still required daily Clothes serve as cover-ups.
When Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang tried on the mobile clothing distributed by the equipment department, Fingel touched it as if he smelled something.
Fingel's explanation for this is that he has an intuition for valuable news, while Mo Qiuran's evaluation is that this is a paparazzi with excellent professional training and even has passive skills.
"So as a sixth-grade senior, can't you provide some other help besides taking photos to see us off?" Mo Qiuran suddenly asked.
"Junior, you need to know, senior, I'm just a mediocre gangster. It's my lifelong dream to eat and die in school. I don't even dare to work in a place like the execution department!" Fen Geer looked embarrassed, "As for what kind of help you want the senior to give you...can I forge a certificate of poor health for you so that you can get out of this war internship course perfectly?"
"Senior, you have a very thorough understanding of yourself...Does your poor health prove that this kind of thing can be faked?" Mo Qiuran packed the things. In fact, there was nothing to pack. The necessary equipment was sent to him. The big box that came had everything in it, except for adding some personal clothes.
"The answer is very simple, just buy dozens of bottles of 96-degree water of life!" Fingel said.
"Thank you. I can't afford to die of alcohol poisoning just to escape from a course I originally wanted to go to. When the time comes, the coroner's report will say that a small amount of blood was found in the deceased's alcohol." Mo Qiuran was speechless.
This intelligence dog is so weak!
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It was still the cc1000 express train when they came. There is no airport for planes to take off in the school, and there are not so many helicopters that can transport thirty-two students, school engineering department staff and logistics staff at the same time, so they need to take this train first. The train went to the Chicago train station and then transferred to a Boeing 737 passenger plane chartered by the college to fly to San Antonio.
Time is very tight, not because anyone has limited the time, but because this time the target has been surrounded by the execution department commissioners. If the target is late and the target is ready to kill, the execution department will definitely not sit idly by and ignore it. When the goal is gone, the war practice class for this group of first-year students may turn into a tourism practice class.
Instead of directly killing him, he was selected as a war practice course textbook for first-year freshmen because the target suspect stayed in the hotel and did not go out. All the food was normal and delivered by hotel personnel, except for the fact that he stayed at home. His biggest hobby every day is looking out the window at the scenery.
If it weren't for all the evidence pointing to him, the execution department would even wonder if it was the wrong target.
But the marks left on the bodies and some of the murder weapons didn't lie.
So under such circumstances, George Wick's behavior seemed particularly incomprehensible.
"Brother Caesar, what do you think is possible?" Mo Qiuran looked at Caesar opposite and decided to ask proactively.
The other students in the main compartment were discussing the mission information. The three of them didn't say a word, and the atmosphere seemed a bit awkward.
Yes, Caesar was sitting opposite Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang.
In fact, Mo Qiuran really has no intention of developing Caesar into the team's wallet, at least not now.
According to his scheduled plan, when the January deadline came, Caesar came to challenge him. He continued to maintain his "50-50" style, and then observed the reaction of a proud king like Caesar after encountering a setback, and judged his true character. We will then decide whether to develop it into a team wallet.
But I can’t hold my wallet back and take the initiative to join in!
It also continued the silent style of Chu Zihang, who seemed about to lose his position in the wallet!
This won't work. It's enough to have one cold-faced paralysis in the team. If there are two, wouldn't it really be a one-man show?
"Me?" Caesar was stunned. In fact, after getting in the car, he chose to sit across from the two of them because he planned to take this opportunity to communicate. It was not to show weakness, but because the relationship between them had been described in the campus forum as The description was very incompatible, and Caesar was a little worried that his family was behind his back. However, while he was still thinking about how to speak, Mo Qiuran spoke first.
Caesar quickly reacted. In his opinion, this was probably the second challenge given to him by Mo Qiuran, to test the depth of analysis of this information. So after sorting out his words, he began to describe his previous ideas, " I think he is waiting for a grand enough occasion, a suitable scene for him to appear."
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