"For example, at this level, you can complete three tasks a year. Moreover, the higher you are, you have permission to read various high-level confidential files. If you become a veteran, you can have permission to the entire intelligence system."

Sarah talked a long paragraph and took a deep breath: "Are you considering being an assassin now? I think this job should be very suitable for you."

Qin Yu was a little moved, "If I join the organization, how should I contact you? Where can I get information and accept the commission?"

Sara said: "Don't worry about this. We have branches in every region. As long as you agree to join, I can take you to go through the procedures now."

Qin Yu raised his chin with his hand and muttered in his heart that the intelligence agency is actually the most difficult to build, and he lacks intelligence the most. If he can take advantage of this opportunity to obtain first-hand information...

After pondering for a moment, Qin Yu suddenly said, "I need some time to think about it now!"

"No problem, is it enough for you to give you a week?"

Qin Yu nodded, Sarah was a little excited, "Then I will come to you again in a week!"

Seeing that the two became friendly, Black Zombie and Shadow Warrior took back their weapons.

Then Sarah glanced at Qin Yu again, jumped out of the windowsill, and finally left a sentence: "I hope I won't treat me like this next time I come. There is one more thing I want to say, haven't you noticed that there is anything strange about Alexander's case?"

"Something?" Qin Yu was about to ask, but Sarah had disappeared without a trace.

"The Alexander incident is very strange. What's wrong with it?"

The sentence left by Sarah forced Qin Yu to think about it.

The development of smuggling has promoted the development of the town. Now the town has been renovated and the roads are wider, and many taverns and shops have been opened along the streets.

As the demand for ore in the Principality of Sherlock continues to increase, the smuggling convoys are growing, and now the number of mercenaries transported at one time is more than 100. In addition to the mine guards, the total number has exceeded 200.

With so many middle-aged men in the town, a new profession was soon born.

That is the woman entrenched in a tavern in a small town.

In the evening, it was just dark, and a tavern next to the square was already crowded with people.

More than a dozen mercenaries who had been tired all came to the tavern. They drank heavily, laughed, scolded and made out with the women, so as to relax the pressure of working the day.

But I don’t know what to do on the second floor of the tavern, four guests from afar were sitting at the table by the window discussing something.

There are three men and one woman in total, two middle-aged men, one elderly man, and one petite girl. It can be judged that she belongs to the elves from the shape of her ears.

The noise downstairs made them very upset. The elf frowned and said to the old man: "Captain, I think the target is not coming today, let's withdraw."

After the elf finished speaking, a tall middle-aged man took over the sentence, "I don't think he will come, the commander, to be honest, waiting every day is definitely not a solution. Why don't we go directly to the hills and solve it as soon as possible, and we can complete the task ahead of time."

The middle-aged man's words attracted the contempt of others, and the leader said angrily: "Don't you plan to live? He can summon four level seven undead creatures at the same time. You can easily go to his base. Do you think you are playing house? Be careful to pay for your life!"
Chapter completed!