After COS real people crossed, they tried to cover their vests to save their lives

The real person sat in the bar for a while, lowered the brim of his hat and left.

When I got home, I inserted the USB flash drive into the notebook I bought yesterday, and entered the password to view the contents inside.

One of them was information about the black organization, which was a bit different from what he had imagined. It did not go deep into the confidential information inside the organization. After all, the real person at work had read it patiently, and had a general idea of ​​the pervasive power of the black organization. learn.

Then he clicked on another folder, which listed the plans to infiltrate the black organization.

And what he needs to do after the undercover agent enters——

Respond to the police code-named "zero".

"0...should refer to Toru Amuro, right?"

[It's him. ]

[Be professional, delete it after reading it, and the message from yesterday on the phone. ] The strongest hacker system responded, and copied the information of the fake identity "Makoto Ito" from the police, and sent it to the light screen for real people to see.

【Name: Itou Makoto】

【Age: 26 years old】

[From an orphanage, he dropped out of high school at the age of 16 and joined the underworld organization. He has been imprisoned for fighting and wounding many times. 】

[Half a year ago, he had just been released from prison and joined a certain international lawless force. Not long after he climbed to a high position, the organization was taken over by the police. 】

This Ito Makoto has nothing to do with Makoto, it just happens to have the same name.

In fact, there was no Makoto Ito half a year ago. Sanada used this identity to sneak into the criminal forces, collect criminal evidence and cooperate with the police internally and externally.

The person who killed Sanada xx has been arrested, so the identity of "Makoto Ito" is still clean.

The organization in black is very cautious, and it is difficult to insert people into it. This long-active identity can withstand investigation, and it can gain trust and enter the organization faster.

Under the guidance of the system, the real person did a few days of training preparations and became familiar with the operation of the "auxiliary program".

For him with good game skills, it is not difficult to get started. There is a light screen to simulate the opponent's sparring. He quickly memorized the buttons corresponding to each move and the situation to use.

On the night of the mission, Zhenren went out.

On the other side of the bustling city, if you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to imagine that there are such dilapidated neighborhoods in the center of Tokyo.

The narrow corridor is full of sundries, and only one person is allowed to walk along. The real person walked sideways to avoid the dust on the cardboard box next to him from rubbing against the corner of his clothes, and walked in lightly.

The sound insulation here is very poor, and all kinds of human voices can be heard through the walls on both sides, and from the doors that are very close or concealed.

The strange thing is that there are many people, but it doesn't look lively at all.

It was lifeless, and the smell of curse was stronger than other places.

The real person stopped at the location where the coordinates were displayed on the light screen, adjusted the mask on his face, fixed his gaze on the house number of the room in front of him, and stretched out his hand to push open the small iron door covered with red rust.

The clutter inside the room was comparable to the outside. At a glance, there was almost no place for people to stand in the cubicle of more than [-] square meters.In addition to the rotten and musty smell in the air, there was also a strange burning smell.

There was a person in the room who was huddled in the corner, and looked up when he heard the sound of the iron door knocking against something.

After recognizing who it is, he immediately showed a surprised look, and stood up to welcome him.

"Brother Cheng! Why are you here!"

Real person: "...um."

The real person raised his legs and swept around the ground, kicked away things that were in the way, walked a few steps to the sloppy middle-aged man in the house, and took out two stacks of banknotes and put them in front of him.

The middle-aged man randomly counted the number and put it in his pocket with a smile, praised a few rainbow farts, opened a corner of the tatami next to him, took out the prohibited items and offered them with both hands: "I have prepared them for you! There are also two more boxes of this." I honor you."

The real man stared down at the thing in his hand, and didn't move for a while, until the middle-aged man showed doubts before taking it.

Seeing "Makoto Ito" skillfully put away his things, the middle-aged man calmed down his doubts and began to chat casually.

"Brother Tanaka and the others also went in, Brother Cheng, do you have any plans recently?"

Makoto Ito raised his chin to signal the middle-aged man to sit down, and sat down on the horizontal locker beside him, and said, "I came to you for this purpose besides shopping..."

The middle-aged man who looks like he lives in a garbage dump is actually a well-known intelligence agent in this area for the past two years. He also buys and sells some weapons part-time. He is in this kind of place purely because of concealment. Who wants to stick to him outside? What about the arrest warrant?

"Recently, some local snakes want to come here to solicit. Unfortunately, I can't accept small troubles anymore. I want to make big things. You know what I mean, and I also know that you have connections here."

Makoto Ito's deep voice sounded in the cramped room, and the invisible sense of oppression made the middle-aged man start to break out in cold sweat.

"Brother Cheng, you mean...those in black clothes?"

Makoto Ito nodded.

The middle-aged man saw that his eyes were as calm as stagnant water, but seemed to hide an abyss, and swallowed nervously.

The only one who escaped among hundreds of people, naturally has that strength.

"I see, I will introduce you."

A few minutes later, Masato left the low building.

Immediately took out the weapon pinned to his waist and couldn't put it down, "It's the first time I've touched a real gun, and the heavy feel is really different!"

He posed with a gun and aimed at the front, affirming himself: "I'm so handsome."

The expressionless face under the mask all the time looks like a bionic person.

This is because the real person whose acting skills are not good enough almost didn't hold back just now, the system took ten seconds to write another program on the spot, and a smiling face symbol with both modes fixed on the top of the light screen.

Click to select and light up, click again to cancel.Facial muscle paralysis cannot be adjusted after activation, referred to as facial paralysis.

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It went very well after that.

The winery investigated the identity and background very quickly. The next day, the real person received contact from an intelligence agent, contacted a fringe figure of a black organization, and was introduced to pass the assessment to join.

When he first joined the organization, all he did was write irrelevant work, which was similar in nature to collecting protection money, but he used the dirty information he got to blackmail certain company executives.

In order to organize concealment, work is usually very low-key.

After half a month of trading, a mission finally made him shine and gained the attention of the organization, and he got in touch with the core of the organization...

This day, as usual, he stayed at home playing games upside down day and night, and felt that Ming Ke's time was chaotic and innumerable, and there was nothing wrong with living like this for the next few years.

When you are immersed in it, the system will remind the mobile phone to receive a task message.

[X floor of xx building on xx road, this time is different from before, I mean to assess you, mission details | I will report to the upper floors afterwards. ]

"Understood, wait until I finish this game!"

When the game interface pops up for Gamevictory, the real person will take it easy and go into the bedroom to change into a black suit and equip weapons and ammunition. These are very simple things that he has already learned.

These days, he is collecting black material for his partner's old man in the winery. The real person is only responsible for going up to beat up the disobedient thugs who are blackmailed, and teach them a lesson by the way. Not far away.

Thanks to the system's auxiliary program, it doesn't even feel real to be doing something illegal. He feels like he is playing a game.

Reality leaves the apartment, locks the door, and goes downstairs to the garage to drive.

He has to go through the security check in the subway, and he has a portable warehouse where he can put all his things. The disadvantage is that it is not convenient enough; taking a taxi is too easy to reveal his whereabouts, so he finally bought a car with good performance at his own expense.

The organization in black is not short of money. Although they don't provide cars to members, the money for a few missions is enough to buy a car.

The real person pulls the door open, gets in, puts on his seat belt, and holds the steering wheel.

Although he didn't even pass the driver's license test——

【Press F to enter driving mode】

【Press WASD to move, Shift key to accelerate】

System yyds.

The vehicle drove smoothly into the traffic flow, and the real person came to the task site. The old man who was doing the task with his partner came over and knocked on the window as soon as he stopped. He was a foreigner with a strong accent.

During this period of time, we got along well, and he had a very good attitude to cooperate with making money together: "The old man is already here, right up there."

In the facial paralysis mode, the real person had no expression on his face, and he cherished words like gold. He nodded his head and entered from the back door through the safe exit according to the building map called up by the system, avoiding the surveillance probes all the way to the talking room.

[etc. ]

The system in his mind suddenly stopped him.

[A bomb is installed inside, and he will die with you. ]

In order not to expose the organization, all their actions were carried out individually. The old man of the company thought that as long as they died together, the dirty things he did back then would no longer be known to harm his descendants.

[Is the remote control in his hand? ] asked the real person.

The system replied after scanning, [It is a time bomb, the time is 3 minutes later, the agreed transaction time. ]

Fortunately, he was not late, the real person breathed a sigh of relief and asked, [Where is the money, did he bring it? ]

[Bring it, it's inside. ]

Realman chuckled with a poker face, not caring that there were dangerous things in the compartment, [Then it's fine. ]

He took out a mask and hat to hide his face, knocked on the door and announced the password.

The door opened immediately, and the old man with white hair and almost baldness opened the door. He was the only one inside. After introducing the person, he asked tremblingly if he could really let him go if he was given the protection fee.

The real person glanced at the closed door, did not speak, and went straight to the coffee table placed in the center. He bent down and saw something stuck underneath. There were only ten seconds left in the countdown.

The old man behind him didn't expect him to know in advance, so he guarded the door tightly.

The phone received a text message at this time, but the real person didn't read it.

He first extended his consciousness to the light screen floating in the air in front of him, on the keyboard in red mode——

[Press the E key to defuse the bomb. 】

The hand automatically reached out to the dangerous object that was about to explode, and I didn't know how to operate it. I didn't even need to watch it with my own eyes, as if I had done it countless times. The bomb was dismantled.

Then Shi Shiran took out his phone and saw the text message.

[There is a bomb inside, retreat]