spirit walker

Chapter 658 The First Mission

Ryo Asano followed the female receptionist through the office area, and came to the area where the high-level executives of the Heavenly Punishment were located. There was also a reception desk—the office area of ​​the high-level Heavenly Punishment was separated from that of ordinary employees, and a special access control card was required to enter.

The female receptionist who brought Ryo Asano said:
"She was sent by the Chizuru Group of the island country for an internship. She is a second-level prosecutor and is here to report today."

"I know, Minister Winnie's assistant has notified you." The older, more mature female receptionist picked up the landline, dialed the phone number of Assistant Minister, and said in a respectful tone:
"Assistant Emma, ​​the new prosecutor has arrived."

After the report, she hung up the phone, looked at Ryo Asano, and said with emotion:
"Oh my god, second-level prosecutor, she looks underage. There are not many such outstanding girls. No wonder Minister Winnie wants to meet her in person."

The female receptionist who led Ryo Asano shrugged: "Yes, she is 17 years old according to the information, but I think she is only 15 years old, well, the Mongolian race is naturally tender, I didn't expect the island country to be so outstanding Talents."

The two front desk chatted as if no one was around, without any regard for Ryo Asano's feelings.

It's really rude, Baga. Ryo Asano kept his face sullen the whole time, trying to make himself look more glamorous and mature.

Not long after, a tall woman walked out from the depths of the office area on high heels.

She is about forty years old, with black hair and brown pupils, with deep eye sockets unique to Westerners. Her facial features are not particularly beautiful, but they are very gentle, with faint freckles on her cheeks.

She used the work card on her chest to unlock the door, pushed open the glass door, waved to Ryo Asano, and said with a smile, "Come in."

Ryo Asano bowed instinctively: "Yes!"

Attracted two front desk snickers.

Emma gave the two of them a cold look, and the snickering stopped.

After Asano Ryo passed the gate, Emma led Asano Ryo to go, saying:

"I'm Assistant to Minister Winnie, Emma.

"Minister Wei Ni is your immediate superior, but you can't go to her directly. If there is anything at work, you need to report to me first, and I will pass it on to the minister.

"The problems in life are not within the scope of my responsibility, but you are still underage, and we always have preferential treatment for minors, so you can ask me for help."

She speaks neither too fast nor too slow, revealing the calmness she has experienced in the workplace, and her attitude towards others is neither too far nor too close, just right.

Ryo Asano followed Emma along the wide and winding corridor for a while, passing by offices, and finally stopped outside the deepest and largest office with a river view.

"Dong dong!"

Emma knocked on the office door, "Minister, our new colleague is here to report."

A cold and stern voice came from the office: "Come in."

Assistant Emma pushed open the glass door, looked at Ryo Asano with a smile, and beckoned her to go in.

Winnie Berent, eighth-level thunder mage. Ryo Asano took a deep breath, stepped into the office with a sullen face.

The first thing that appeared in front of her eyes was the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and outside the window was the tightly flowing Desen River, known as the economic lifeline of New York County.

On the right is the living room, with high-end sofas, wine cabinets, and a bar. Western oil paintings and Chinese ink paintings are hung on the walls, and potted plants are used for decoration.

On the left is a large and spacious desk. Behind the desk is a woman wearing an exquisite workplace suit. She looks 30 years old, which is the sexiest and most mature stage of a woman.

Slightly curly long chestnut hair draped over the shoulders, a high nose, deep eyes, and a gracefully curved face line, outlining the delicate and three-dimensional facial features.

Her skin is fair, like a layer of frost, her long and straight eyebrows paired with deep eyes, coupled with the facial curves that are not soft enough for Westerners, make her look cold and majestic.

Ryo Asano forgot her beauty for a short while, feeling like she was holding her breath instinctively, a little reserved, as if she was facing the strict teacher Ryuzakiichi.

Winnie Berent glanced at Ryo Asano, took out a copy from the pile of documents on the left, opened it, and said while reading:

"According to the information, you were once a member of Yuanshi Tianzun's gang?"

Hearing the words Yuanshi Tianzun, Ryo Asano felt a burst of sadness in his heart, his restrained mood faded away, and he said in a low voice, "Yes."

Minister Wei Ni was keenly aware of her sadness, and said lightly: "Did he tell you that he is the descendant of the Demon Lord?"

ah? !Ryo Asano froze, dumbfounded.

Seeing her expression, Winnie knew the answer, and continued to ask:
"What's your status in the gang?"

Asano Ryo didn't answer, it took a full minute to digest the news, and then said in words:
"The gang members have a good relationship, and there is no clear class division. I, although I am the lowest in the ranks, but they don't look down on me."

Winnie nodded indifferently, and looked at her with deep eyes:
"In the world of spiritual realm walkers, apart from lovers and parents, the closest people are gang members. Before Yuanshi Tianzun returned to the spiritual realm, did he explain anything and leave anything behind?"

After a pause, she said, "Like a portable speaker."

Ryo Asano looked blank: "I'm sorry, I don't know."

A look of disappointment flashed in Winnie's eyes, and she asked again: "I hope you can provide the list of Yuanshi Tianzun's gang members."

Ryo Asano subconsciously wanted to refuse, but she held back, bowed and said, "Minister Wei Ni, I hope to consult their opinions first."

Winnie nodded slightly: "Reply as soon as possible, you should leave."

"I want the audio of Mojun and Wei Ni's delivery."

In the bedroom, Zhang Yuanqing held the Elvis Presley stereo, like a believer who made great wishes.

The Elvis speaker lay quietly in his palm, ignoring it.

Princess Yinyao, who was beside the bed, raised a small horn: "It said, exchange at equal value."

"I don't have papa audio."

"It wants songs."

"How do you know what it thinks?"

"I don't know, my intuition!" Princess Yinyao had no expression on her face, her red pupils were bleak, "Yuanshi Tianzun, I don't want to return my hat, you let me play outside."

Princess Yinyao stayed in Little Red Riding Hood for several days, and now she sees the light of day again. Knowing that Zhang Yuanqing has come to an overseas barbarian land, the princess's ambition to travel the world is high.

"I can use you in fights, but I don't care about it in daily life. If you go out like this, it will scare people to death, and I haven't thought about how to make you appear in a reasonable way. I will talk about it later." Zhang Yuanqing refused.

Ignoring the angry princess, he took out his mobile phone and was about to play music and exchange it for equal value.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Then, Annie's broken Chinese came from the living room: "Husband, the landlady is here."

Landlady?Why is she here? I already had dinner yesterday, so there's no need to thank me all the time, right? Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the Little Red Riding Hood on the table, and took back Princess Yinyao and the Elvis speakers.

He left the bedroom and came to the living room, where he saw the landlady and Cao Qianxiu sitting on the sofa waiting.

Seeing him coming out, the beautiful girl nodded slightly.

Zhang Yuanqing returned a smile, sat down opposite the mother and daughter, and said:

"Unfortunately, breakfast is over, otherwise I can treat you to breakfast."

The landlady with slightly higher cheekbones waved her hand and said straight to the point:

"Xiao Zhang, I have something to ask you. My daughter's academic performance is not very good. I want to ask you to help with tutoring on weekends. It costs 50 federal currency per hour and three hours a day."

Zhang Yuanqing agreed straight away: "No problem, thank the landlady for giving me the opportunity to earn extra money."

The landlady showed a smile: "I will give you a high school test paper tonight. I want to test your grades and hope to understand."

"No problem!" Zhang Yuanqing teased with a smile: "As long as I don't let me teach foreign languages, everything else is OK."

After talking about tutoring, the landlady took her daughter home contentedly.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at Anne who was wiping the plate, and said:

"Accompany me out for a trip, the trial mission given by the Hunter's Guild is a bit strange, the bounty offerer only gave an address, and asked to have an interview with the hunter about the specific content of the mission.

"Annie, what do you think?"

Annie thought for a while, and said, "Maybe the content of the mission needs to be kept secret and cannot be widely announced, so we have an interview. Boss, you are a little transparent now, so you don't have to worry about being calculated by others."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "I think so too, then, let's go."

After Annie changed her clothes, the two went out together, and happened to meet Cao Qianxiu who was carrying a schoolbag and was about to go to school.

The three entered the elevator, Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the girl's beautiful side face, and couldn't help saying:
"You are not a fire master, why are your grades so poor?"

Cao Qianxiu had a cold expression, "First, I don't want to study. Second, I don't have the talent for reading."

Zhang Yuanqing was speechless for a while.

There are tens of thousands of human talents, but the courses in the school are so few, and the poor grades can only show that the talents are not in those courses.

So there is a relationship between academic performance and IQ, but not so strong.

Zhang Yuanqing said: "I understand, since this is the case, I know how to formulate a teaching plan."

Cao Qianxiu turned her head and stared at her bright eyes like lacquer: "How do you plan to teach?"

Zhang Yuanqing said: "I have a prop for a bachelor's profession, which can make a person become a master in a short period of time. I will borrow it from you during the exam."

Cao Qianxiu's eyes lit up: "Bachelor. I have heard of this profession. It is said that every bachelor has extraordinary wisdom and profound knowledge. They are good at dispensing medicine and making weapons. The top scientists in the world are not as good as them. Very good, you It’s worth 50 yuan an hour.”

The bachelor is not as tall as you said, all the bachelors I know are screwing. Zhang Yuanqing said: "I thought you would refuse with integrity."

Cao Qianxiu shook her head, and said solemnly: "No, Master Lei can also have a flexible bottom line."

Zhang Yuanqing smiled and said, "You know the bottom line."

The students and teachers looked at each other and smiled, and only the landlord's wife was hurt in the world.

Cao Qianxiu smiled more, "Well, I don't know your spiritual ID yet."

"Master Tongtian!"

"I seem to be a little familiar with the name Tongtian Sect Master." Cao Qianxiu said, "Judge Cao, my spiritual realm ID."

She is a native of the Free Federation. Although she has learned Chinese since she was a child, she is not very familiar with the culture of her home country.

"Judge?" Zhang Yuanqing examined the girl.

Cao Qianxiu said with a serious expression: "My childhood dream was to become a judge just like my father."

"Didn't your father run a restaurant?" Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback.

Cao Qianxiu glanced at him, "My dad's dream is also to become a judge."

Zhang Yuanqing: "."

At 10:30 in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing and Annie took a taxi to a famous restaurant in Queens.

Under the leadership of the waiter, the two of them entered the private room reserved by the employer after the disguise.

The private room is not big, but it is very private. Sitting at the small round table is an old white man with frosty sideburns. He is wearing a well-made suit, with a thick waist and a round face.

His eyes are calm and his manner is extraordinary. Judging from his clothes and the watch on his left hand, he is a very successful man.

Behind the old white man stood two bodyguards in black.

His eyes turned around the two people who entered the private room, and when he saw Annie, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he showed disappointment again.

——Annie has a mediocre appearance and rough skin.

The old white man asked in a deep voice: "Which of you is the leader of Tongtian?"

Zhang Yuanqing didn't answer. He pulled out his chair and sat down. This action explained everything.

The old white man nodded slightly, looked at Zhang Yuanqing with light gray eyes, and said:
"The content of my mission is not suitable for public disclosure, so I can only invite you to come here, and I can reimburse the travel expenses."

"Compared to the 200 million business, the toll is just a trivial matter." Zhang Yuanqing spoke a bad foreign language.

As long as the other party doesn't make a long speech, he is fine for simple communication.

The old white man said in a deep voice, "I want to hire you to kill someone."

He took a photo from his pocket and put it on the table.

Zhang Yuanqing took a closer look, and saw that the man in the photo had dark skin, thick lips, bald head, thin face, tattoos on his arms, and a fierce look in his eyes.

"I need more information." He looked at the old white man.

When the old white man took out this photo, Zhang Yuanqing felt that the other party was full of hatred, deep-seated hatred.

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)