Doing ghost jobs in Ke Xue World

Chapter 93

"Well, there is actually a lot of money in the organization, even richer than the Suzuki Foundation."

Lu Chuanguang deliberately accentuated the word money, and sure enough, Mochizuki became energetic.

"Are they also interested in the projects I'm currently working on?"

Mochizuki sat up straight, money doesn't matter, anyway, there are still six or seven years, the key is to build the dojo.

In the past, she thought things were a little too simple, but now that she thinks about it, she is so intimidating by herself, if she creates a more powerful existence, how can those responsible for national security sit still.

However, there are contingencies in everything, and this octopus incident can be regarded as a reminder to those people, their suspicion of Mochizuki is obviously much less.

But relatively, decisions related to her involve higher and higher levels. Those people above her will investigate for a long time for a small move of hers. Once she makes a big move, those people will absolutely Will try my best to prevent it.

"The organization is very interested in everything about you, but they have never been able to figure out your true identity, so they have not taken action for a long time."

Hikaru Midori took out his laptop from his handbag, logged in to the organization's intranet, and showed her the tasks assigned by the organization about Mochizuki.

"What kind of wine are you?"

Mochizuki saw the list of wine names on the webpage from afar, but he didn't expect that the criminal organization would be so secondary, they were all adults, and they even gave themselves such a weird nickname.

And the performance pressure is too high. Look at this guy named Gin Jiu. Basically, she has to complete at least one task a day. Fortunately, she didn't work there, otherwise she would definitely be fired because of her low performance.

"Scotch, have you ever had this drink?"

Lu Chuanguang pointed to a name on the screen and said to Mochizuki.

The degree of whiskey is not very high. According to the style of the boss, their code names should not be these, but no one can guess what that person is thinking, but it is Police Officer Mochizuki. She doesn't drink very well, so she probably doesn't know much about alcohol.

"So your last mission failed?"

Mochizuki rummaged through Lu Chuanguang's computer for a while, but couldn't find any task rewards about her, so she asked out of curiosity.

"Pisque almost died because of this incident, but it's a pity that he almost died."

Lu Chuanguang smiled slightly. It was a pity to think of this matter. He had paid so much, but it was ruined by Pisk.

Moreover, Qin Jiu's attitude was also very strange. When he was on the helicopter, he obviously couldn't help but want to do something, but finally changed his mind.

Pisk was not punished at all. Although this person had become very low-key during this time, he still couldn't figure it out.

"Hey, you are a real person. Can you be more correct when facing me as a victim?"

Mochizuki pretended to be angry, and looked at Lu Chuanguang who had no repentance.

"Ah, I'm really sorry, I accidentally said what was on my mind."

"Then what do you want me to do?"

Mochizuki put down the computer and looked at Midori Chuanguang who was sitting beside him.

This incident also sounded a wake-up call for her. If the spiritual power stored in the identity token hadn't been successfully stimulated, she would be in danger.

This seemingly peaceful world is not as safe as it appears, and there is an evil force quietly invading the weak-willed people in the dark.

"I want to know the secrets of the organization, the more the better, if it can disappear in my hands, of course it would be the best."

Lu Chuanguang clenched his fists tightly, and there was a rare trace of anger on his face. There are too many people who died at the hands of the organization, let alone those who are powerful, and they are also the beneficiaries of this class. not innocent.

But those civilians, who lived hard and never complained, were suddenly affected by some irrelevant things one day, and they didn't know why until they died, so they could only be treated as accidents.

Lu Chuanguang is a public security policeman of the Metropolitan Police Department. These words could not have come out of his mouth originally, but the longer he stayed in the organization.

His resentment towards some upper-level members became more obvious. Who of these high-ranking congressmen really cared about the people, and how many of them were related to the organization, or their true identities were members of the organization.

The organization's monitoring and contact with Police Officer Mochizuki has stopped, but the understanding of her is becoming more and more detailed, so detailed that he even wonders whether the organization's undercover agent in the Metropolitan Police Department has directly handed over the internal monitoring authority to the other party. The security system of the Metropolitan Police Department is like paper in the eyes of the organization.

"First of all, I'm not interested in the grievances between you. If you want me to help you deal with the organization, that's impossible."

Mochizuki refused with a face full of ghosts. It was stipulated that one should not rely on one's ability to tease humans, let alone kill people without reasonable reasons. That kind of behavior is no different from courting death.

"I know, you just need to help me empty out the organization's money."

Lu Chuanguang took the computer and operated it for a while, then turned the screen to Mochizuki, on which was the organization's purchase list.

Including Mochizuki's hair, nails, blood, etc., even her thug Little Skull is on the list, not to mention the price is quite high.

Mochizuki touched the cold hair on her arm. It seemed that this criminal group wanted to slice her up for research, which was too scary.

"Giving these things to the organization may cause bad effects, but the latter effects should not be big, and I will leave it to you when the time comes."

Lu Chuanguang directly pulled the page to the end, all the things that Mochizuki offered were on it, and the demand was still great.

"I have no objection to this, but I have one more condition, you must find a way to get the organization to use their network to do something for me."

With the Suzuki Foundation and the network of this mysterious organization, even if Mochizuki did something outrageous, it shouldn't be a big problem.

At that time, the tasks assigned by the underworld can be completed, and the safety of life can also be guaranteed.

"I need to build a dojo. As you can see, there are still a lot of weird things around Tokyo. I need to increase my strength."

Mochizuki half-truthfully said a lot, the real purpose is to want to prostitute a piece of land for free.

Regardless of how the land came about, as long as the dojo is set up, the magic circle is built, and finally Yan Jun's statue is placed there, the credit will be hers.

"Actually, there are many dojos in Japan. As long as you explain the purpose to them, it shouldn't be difficult for you. Of course, you have to be prepared to bleed heavily. They also know exactly how much money you have in your hands."

Hikaru Midori closed the computer, took the bento box out of the refrigerator, and said as he walked outside.

"This dojo is actually an investment in the afterlife. Will people in the organization be interested in these things?"

Mochizuki has some evil tastes, these people are brought to the underworld, there will definitely be a luxurious feast waiting for them, they might as well just die.

"I think the organization is more interested in the present world, why don't you tell a little lie and give it a try."

　How do you see fewer and fewer people (_)(_)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)