Oscendo Nanlas Mor Immo Strikdaraga.
For the rest of his life, he could not understand why his parents gave him such a name that was neither gorgeous nor practical. Growing up, he either struggled painfully in the activity of copying his name as a punishment for the whole class, or Endure the strange looks from others when you take out a special elongated ID card.
These experiences made Oscendo Nanlas Mor Immo Strikdalaga, who had been working as a topic writer in a small town since he was a child, very uncomfortable. Therefore, he joined the Business Church and became a top After becoming an intelligence agent in Ten, he immediately gave himself a dream name as his action code name.
Olga.
"Olga, have you arrived at the target site?"
Hanks' voice came from the headset. As an elite member of the top ten agents of the Business Church, Olga's dress revealed simplicity and ordinaryness from head to toe. There was no arrogant windbreaker or cool sunglasses. Olga just wore an ordinary red sweater and a pair of woolen trousers, the kind that no one would care about on the street.
Folding the newspaper in her hand and putting the coffee aside, Olga, who was sitting on the bench, tilted her head and said to Hanks in the headset in a small but clear voice: "I am one hundred and one hundred meters away from the target site. Fifteen meters away, the falcon can observe any abnormal movement in the building."
"Okay, I'll rest assured if I leave this matter to you."
Sitting in the spacious and bright office, Hanks controlled the magic map in his hand, with a rare look of peace of mind on his face.
Just now, elite agent Izzy came back with her surveillance intelligence. When the excited Mr. Yin and Hanks opened the intelligence folder and began to read the text on it, Hanks knew that his career might be about to end.
Of the 13,000-word report, 10,000 words are curses.
Yes, curse the capitalists.
After reading the article full of descriptions of the congenital original sin of capitalists' primitive capital accumulation, as well as accusations of capitalists' unrestrained exploitation and extraction of workers' surplus value, Hanks felt that his breathing was as stagnant as the words above. .
Please, Miss, even if the subject in front of you is the brave, have you ever considered that the church you are loyal to is the largest capitalist in the world? Apart from personal grudges, you only have purely personal emotions here!
Fortunately, Izzy has not forgotten her original intention, and there is still a lot of high-value information for analysis. For example, the weird person she is, and some of the emotions revealed when talking to Eluma, can reveal a lot of information about Zhou Li.
But the problem is that the 10,000-word indictment of capital is like a wooden thorn inserted into the eye, deeply pricking Hanks' nerves. If he sees this himself, he can polish the article, such as deleting ten thousand words, and then submit it to Mr. Yin. But the problem is...
Fucking Mr. Yin just farted in his free time today and read the entire report with himself. How can this be justified?
Just as Hanks was preparing himself and Izzy to be removed and censored by Mr. Yoon, Mr. Yoon spoke up.
"The writing is good. It seems that I read a lot of books."
Yes, that is such an evaluation. There was no anger, no shame, just a calmness that made Hanks's heart tremble.
"How...are you going to arrange Izzy?"
Hanks felt that this was because Mr. Yin was too eager to express his emotions, but was preparing to make a big plan, such as directly assigning himself and Izzy to do market research in the extreme abyss of the western Tariq, or to conduct research in the Arctic Ocean. commodity. Therefore, even if Mr. Yin only commented on the writing of this article, he did not dare to take it lightly, but asked tentatively.
"How to arrange it?"
Mr. Yin frowned, looked at Hanks, and then said in realization, "Ah."
"Don't worry."
ah?
Hanks was dumbfounded. Just when he was at a loss, Mr. Yin patted him on the shoulder and said easily:
"Relax, I don't mean to blame you or her. This report is well written and contains a lot of valuable intelligence. You did a good job."
"But, this..."
Hanks pointed blankly at the first 10,000 words of the report, and then looked at Mr. Yin hesitantly.
"What's this?"
Mr. Yin shook his head and said calmly: "What she wrote is not wrong. The number one bestseller in mainland literature right now is "The Dirt of Capital". It is much more radical than her, and she names her by name. scolded us."
"But wasn't the author of the book "The Dirt of Capital" given a public relations job by us?"
Isco was stunned for a moment and expressed doubts about this example.
"Yes, so Izzy is neither particularly aggressive nor scolding us by name. Why should I care about her?"
Mr. Yin put the report aside and said to Isco seriously: "Isco, your political sense is so bad that it is disgusting. If His Excellency Yinjue and I didn't think you were capable, you would have been replaced by others. The competitor has lost its PR. Don't worry about anything else now, just try to do your job well."
It would be better for you, Mr. Yin and Mr. Yinjue.
Thinking of this, Hanks sighed after breaking away from his memories.
"Mr. Hanks, the first part of the plan worked."
Agent Ogar, who was sitting on the bench, rubbed his hands, looked at Alyosha who opened the door and entered the hotel, and said to Hanks in a deep voice:
"Today, on the route she took to buy parts, all but the key cameras malfunctioned. I also made adjustments to the hotel cameras. Even if the police found the cameras, they would not be able to find us."
"good."
Hanks nodded, he enlarged a piece of the magic map, and then told Olga: "A patrol will pass by you in two minutes, take action within ten minutes after they leave, I can help You cover all traces.”
"learn."
Olga soaked the bread on the side in coffee, and "drank" the soft bread while reading the newspaper. Sure enough, a well-equipped patrol passed by Olga two minutes later. They paid no attention to the bread-drinking man, said hello and left the area.
After the patrol left the area, Olga took a last sip of coffee and then threw the cup out of the trash can with a well-aimed parabola. He stood up, patted the dust on his pants, and then walked slowly towards the hotel.
As a brilliant-level "city hunter", Olga is a natural hunter in this steel forest. He can easily control most magic equipment, and can also disguise himself through "magic isomorphism" and become invisible to cameras to a certain extent. At the same time, he can also control a creature called the falcon, and use the vision and perception of this top sky bird to determine the situation of his prey.
At this time, Olga clearly felt that there was no professional in the entire hotel except herself.
Out of consideration for elite agents, Olga did not just go upstairs and kidnap the target. He first secretly released an invisible thunder at the door of the hotel, and then placed a warning rune at the front desk while talking to the proprietress. Once a powerful professional entered, he would be given an early warning.
Just when Olga had opened a room and was about to go upstairs, the alarm in his trouser pocket suddenly warned him. The early warning of the early warning device is graded by temperature. The higher the enemy's threat, the higher the temperature.
Olga looked at the landlady with a numb face, feeling her ass that seemed to be on fire, and her mind went blank for a moment.
what's the situation? Demons invaded?
"Lady boss, find someone."
At this time, the devil's words sounded. When Olga heard the voice recorded in the file, he was stunned, and then he smiled bitterly in his heart.
It might as well be a demon.
The person who came was none other than Zhou Li.
A pair of cool sunglasses from Tiya's car, and a long and handsome but useless black windbreaker. The upper body is wearing a white shirt that is difficult to move around, and the lower body is standard suit trousers. Zhou Li, carrying a mithril cane weighing dozens of kilograms, swaggered into the hotel and asked directly to the proprietress: "Are the guests from 301 here?"
"ah."
Because Zhou Li's appearance was so eye-catching, the landlady temporarily forgot that she had just had a customer who didn't give him the key. She looked at Zhou Li with a confused look on her face, "Sorry about this guest, we are a regular hotel and cannot provide other guest information."
"Routine."
Zhou Li didn't waste much time, and directly put the Brave Exclusive in front of the boss lady, and said kindly: "Don't worry, I am a Brave. Can a Brave lie to you?"
Tariq, unlike Yingnan, has no interest in the brave man who represents the Twelve Hours. In Tariq, the brave man is as elusive as the protagonist in a fairy tale. When the landlady confirmed that the handsome young man in front of her was Zhou Li, she was so excited that she almost jumped up. After that, Zhou Li naturally got the news about Alyosha, and then headed towards 301 under the guidance of the landlady herself.
And me?
Although Zhou Li's appearance indicates that his mission is over. But Olga was still a little unhappy. Even though she had paid the money, why did the landlady ignore her but was so flattering to Zhou Li?
Doesn’t he dress better than me, look better, have more money, and have a higher status?
The depressed Olga did not do anything impulsively. He knew that the appearance of the brave man meant that his mission could be concluded, and the target Alyosha himself would definitely not be able to kidnap him. He looked at the stairs not far away, sighed, and left the hotel.
Forget it, you can't blame me for this. The failure of the mission is not my fault, so just treat it as a vacation.
Thinking of this, Olga felt much more relaxed. He pushed open the hotel door, breathed in the fresh air, and took a long stretch.
"The mission failed, a brave man appears."
After opening the headset communication and reporting to Hanks, Olga moved her body and then walked down the steps in front of the hotel.
"The streets are really quiet today."
Looking at the spacious and deserted street in front of her, Olga couldn't help but sigh. Perhaps because of the crystal attack case a few days ago, the flow of people on the streets has become much less recent. Just like this street.
etc.
Standing in front of the hotel door, Olga was stunned for a moment.
its not right.
Olga realized the problem. He looked at the street and confirmed that it was a main road in the south of Mosk. An emotion called doubt appeared in his mind.
How could there be no one on this street?
Wow! ! ! prick! ! ! ! !
Suddenly, Olga felt alert, but it was already too late.
I saw the third floor of the hotel behind him
The glass suddenly shattered, and the boy in a black trench coat kicked Olga directly on the waist with the power of disaster.
Click, click, click.
Accompanied by the crisp sound of bone cracking, Olga flew straight to the ground for dozens of meters. His mind went blank at this time, but soon the pain woke him up. Feeling the coldness of the ground, Olga quickly came up with a countermeasure.
Run, run fast, never look back.
Olga's mind was already occupied by the word "run", and he knew that he must not fall into Zhou Li's hands. As an elite agent of the Merchant Church, he has countless secrets of the Merchant Church in his mind. Once these things fall into the hands of the brave, as the Twelve Hours of the Merchant Church...
Nothing happened?
Suddenly, Olga realized that she seemed to have fallen into a misunderstanding.
Zhou Li is a brave man. Twelve moments are the backing of the brave.
Now, although Zhou Li may be a little conflicted with Twelve Hours, they are basically serving the gods. Therefore, there is only a certain conflict of interest between Twelve Quarters and Zhou Li, but in principle, they are still one and the same.
So, why should I run?
What's wrong with my business church staying in a hotel? What law says I can't stay in a hotel?
After covering the big footprint on her left face, Olga reacted and faced Zhou Li, who was charging up Leo's flying kick, and shouted loudly: "Keep someone under your feet!"
Covering the fist mark on her right face, Olga looked at Zhou Li with a resentful look and said vaguely: "Why are you still making a nest?"
"At least I'll keep you under my feet."
Zhou Li knelt down, patted Olga's face and asked him: "Which one is from this path? Someone who dares to plot against me without a long-sighted mind?"
"I admit defeat."
Olga, who wanted to understand the stakes, lowered her head and said to Zhou Li: "I am an agent of the Merchant Church, and my name is Oscento Nanras More Immo Strikdaraga. "
"Wait, what did you say?"
Zhou Li grabbed Olga's head with a question mark on his face, "Who were you on the encrypted call just now?"
Olga, who had become accustomed to this situation, sighed helplessly, and then said to Zhou Li: "What I just said is my name. If it doesn't work, you can call me Olga. This is my operation code name." .”
After saying her ordinary code name, Olga saw with her own eyes that the face of the man in front of her suddenly became very exciting. After a while, Zhou Li respectfully let go of his hand and asked Olga solemnly:
"Can you give me the whole Flower of Hope?"
