Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 348 348 Identification
"Understood! Then this subordinate will make arrangements. I personally..." The middle-aged man bowed his head firmly, as if he didn't plan to come back if he didn't finish this matter.

Seeing the posture of his subordinates, the old man immediately scolded: "Idiot! Let that pawn of Chumluo handle this matter! Anyway, now, he has nothing else on his mind except revenge!"

"Understood!" The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, then bowed his head gratefully and agreed.

The old man let out a long breath, as if trying to calm himself down.

Then, he continued to arrange: "In addition, in terms of weapons, choose from the weapons of the Datang Group! When the time comes, let them doubt themselves... Hehe... Hehe... Hahaha!"

"High! My lord, your method is really... high!" The middle-aged man flattered him quite strongly.

Then, the whispers of the two people echoed in this small secret room, and the flame on the torch flickered, leaving two distorted ghost figures on the wall.

……

At the passenger terminal of Bunas, the entry and exit gate of the Bunas area, a staff member of the civil management department is sitting lazily behind the window.

Wearing light lipstick and a uniform, she listlessly flipped through the names in the record book.

"Certificate!" Another new passenger stood in front of the window, and the female employee shouted routinely in a long voice.

"..." The other party respectfully took out a small notebook from his pocket and handed it to the female employee on the other side of the iron fence.

The female employee opened the notebook, compared the black-and-white photo on the notebook, looked at the middle-aged man on the other side of the iron railing, and lazily verified, "You are Franklin?"

This kind of booklet is only available in Bunas, and it is the identity certificate of Bunas people.The previous small book only had the name on it, but the latest generation of ID card has a two-inch photo and an anti-counterfeiting steel seal, which is very advanced and difficult to forge.

To be honest, it is not easy to find a camera outside of Burners these days.

This thing is now a national gift, and it is a gift given by the Datang Group after enthroning on the record. Anyone can probably find out the source, so it is obviously a huge risk to fake this kind of thing.

With the photo, the credibility of the document is greatly improved, which is another reason why it is difficult for spies and stowaways outside to sneak into Bunas.

The middle-aged man was very flustered, and replied with some trepidation: "Yes, yes, my lord..."

"Identity number 5170304172156... Did you arrive in Bunas in April last year?" After checking the code, the female employee at the entry-exit gate continued to ask this question casually.

No one could see any sadness or joy on her face, or any other expressions.She is like a cold machine, making the people standing in front of her feel restrained instinctively.

"That's right, my lord." The man standing on the other side of the iron railing squeezed the hat on his chest nervously, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and answered the woman's question.

"Don't be so nervous..." The woman reassured her without raising her head while checking the anti-counterfeit watermark on the certificate.

"Yes, my lord." The middle-aged man replied immediately, as if he was reluctant to admit his nervousness.

The woman raised her head and stared into the other person's eyes: "The reason for going to Long Island?"

"Job assignment, my lord, I'm a fitter..." The man seemed to be very confident in his skills, and when he mentioned this, he straightened up unconsciously.

"Is it a permanent assignment?" The woman closed the ID card and handed it back to the other party.

"Yes, yes, here is my recommendation letter and work certificate, here is my ability evaluation certificate, and related medical health..." The man lowered his head, looking like he really wanted to rummage through those trivial things .

"Okay! You don't need to look for it anymore! I wish you all the best." The woman impatiently signaled that the other party could pass.

The man immediately stuffed the stack of documents back into his pocket gratefully, packed his ID again, nodded and bowed and walked towards the pier.

There, there was already a ship docked on the shore. It was a ship to Dragon Island, a brand new... sailing ship.

"Next!" The woman reminded impatiently, and then shouted mechanically, "Certificate!"

"..." A man in a decent suit stepped forward with a smile and handed out an identification card.

The woman took the certificate, flipped it skillfully, and looked down at the identity certificate: "Your name is Adams?"

"Yes, my lord." The man smiled and showed his appearance, which was exactly the same as in the photo.

The woman glanced at the other person's appearance, then looked down at the photo on the certificate, and said casually: "5170301021913... It's been a long time."

"You are right, my lord." The man still smiled warmly, nodded and said.

The woman was silent for a few seconds, and then she seemed to remember that she was still working, and continued to ask: "So, what about you? Sir, why did you go to Long Island?"

"I'm going to work, my lord. I'm a salt merchant..." The tall, thin man replied politely.

"Businessman?" The woman was taken aback for a moment, then nodded slightly, but she didn't intend to return the certificate.

The thin and tall man's smile gradually became unnatural, and he asked worriedly, "Is there any problem? My lord."

"Well, there's nothing wrong with it. It's just...some people are very interested in your alternate identity." The woman behind the window let go of her foot that was pressed on a button, and looked at the few people who pushed through the crowd from behind. A man in a police uniform.

The businessman who was about to go to Long Island hadn't figured out the situation, and he hadn't seen the police approaching behind him, so he squeezed out a forced smile and asked uneasily, "I don't understand what you mean, my lord. "

"It's okay, it's okay, you'll understand when you get there..." The woman smiled, closed the ID in her hand, and pressed it on the table.

At the same time, the man in front of the iron railing also felt the chaos behind him. He suddenly turned around and found that the policemen who had pushed through the crowd were already very close.

He suddenly threw the box in his hand towards the rushing policeman, his legs suddenly exerted force, and he was about to rush into the crowd and escape.

But before he could lift the box, the rushing policemen had seized a more favorable terrain.One policeman held the suitcase full of clothes, while another threw the tall, lanky man down in one fell swoop from the side.

"Why are you arresting me! Why are you arresting me! I didn't do anything! I'm innocent!" The man who was pinned to the ground struggled vigorously while shouting frantically.

After realizing that he had no better solution, the man immediately began to yell: "Murder is silenced! Murder is silenced! They are afraid that I am selling cheap salt so they arrest me! I am innocent! They force me to raise the price and I do not agree. , They are lackeys of the Datang Group! They..."

Soon, the man's mouth was blocked by a rag, and he was dragged far away by the policemen.

Surrounding them, a group of passengers preparing to go to Long Island watched all this happen with cold eyes, and resumed the queue without any panic, one by one continuing to walk towards the pass.

It seemed that they never saw a person being dragged away.

There is no way, planting Datang Group in Bunas, this matter itself has no market.Of all the people queuing up here, which one is not a vested interest in the rise of Datang Group?It is a joke to expect them to believe that Tang Mo is a heinous bastard.

……

On Long Island, in Tang Mo's office, Li Ao handed Tang Mo a list from Cyric: "This is the list of lurking personnel from within Cyric this month, as well as their detailed background information. "

Since working with Sophia, catching Cyric's spies has become an easy task.

At least, some low-level spies dispatched collectively by the Cyric Consortium are on this instant list.

"Sophia can't get the whole list, because there are no secrets among the directors. They will be wary of each other and install their cronies. They don't know each other about this part of the list." See Tang Mo took over the list, and Li Ao continued to introduce.

"However, because our support has helped her a lot, she can get more detailed information." Before waiting for Tang Mo's words, Li Ao continued to talk about his report: "Our own channels , and hers, two-phase proof, very accurate."

After finishing speaking, he briefly talked about some of Cyric's arms production trends: "Recently, Cyric is building some paddle steamers, which are equipped with larger caliber artillery, and are new breech-loading gun designs, with armor Protect, it's dangerous."

"However, because they are paddle steamers, they don't pose a great threat to us. Their speed is too low, their power system is too easy to damage, and their sighting and sighting systems are also very backward..." As he spoke, his tone became more relaxed.

Compared with propeller propulsion, paddle steamers are far behind.This steamship will soon be obsolete.Don't look at it being treasured by Cyric now, it will be just a joke in the future.

"Don't underestimate the enemy." Tang Mo reminded his subordinates while looking at the names and the profile of the disguised identity.

"Yes! Master! We have been conducting investigations on spies all the time, and we don't only rely on the information provided by Sophia, we also have our own set of tracking and identification systems." Li Ao immediately adjusted his emotions and bowed his head.

"It's very good. It's a good habit not to rely on others." Tang Mo closed the list and handed it back to Li Ao: "The verification must be careful! You can't listen to Sophia's one-sided words! You can't wrong a good person."

(End of this chapter)