The Monster I Was Redeemed

After putting down his phone, Mus immediately changed his face.

He looked at Ai Liang with a nervous and tangled expression: "Well, can you please not..."

Ai Liang ignored Mus's pleading eyes and still said what he didn't want to hear the most.

"Go back and investigate the relationship between Song Jie and Janus, and it would be best if you can collect some clues and evidence."

Here it comes, it starts again.

You are not asking me to go on duty, you are clearly asking me to lie in a coffin for a funeral!

In the past, Ai Liang asked Mus more than once to sneak behind enemy lines to provide intelligence.

This time he couldn't escape either.

So.

Where did Mus go undercover under Ai Liang's instructions?

Including but not limited to the Institute of Psychotropic Drugs, the headquarters of the Population Trade Company, the underground information exchange center and many other tiger dens and wolf lairs.

It's the kind that will be sent to the small black room if you are not careful.

And the activities in the room are more exciting.

What poisonous insect cans, wet towels, electric chicken devices, hallucinogens, pliers, take turns to serve.

Those people had no intention of letting anyone leave alive, and they tortured him according to the standards of the Internet Yama.

The tiger bench and pepper water were considered light punishments.

Mus took this risk every day, and was commanded by Ai Liang to go undercover here and there.

His bad reputation in the underworld was left at that time.

It was really a slave owner who cried and a Jewish person who was heartbroken.

Mus cried: "Brother, you have already peeled off the mark. If I go back now and get discovered, won't I be dead?"

Ai Liang did not answer, but walked up to him.

Then, in the face of Mus's puzzled expression, he raised his hand and branded the pendant on his palm again with a snap.

"Hiss... What are you doing?!"

With Mus's normal human nerve reaction speed, by the time he felt the pain.

The branding process was over.

Looking at the lost and recovered mark.

Mus's desire for superpowers in his heart was once again overwhelmed by fear.

"I should have said just now that I have cut off the mental connection with the original owner of the imprint. Don't worry about being possessed." Ai Liang began to explain the principle to Moose in order to calm his nervousness. "This imprint was not made by Janus, and his ability has nothing to do with the mental aspect. Even if you stand in front of him, he can't detect it. The imprint is completely out of control." Moose was not relieved by these two brief explanations. "But didn't you say that it was cut off? What about the mental connection? Wouldn't it be sensed by the owner of the imprint? Also, no one can guarantee whether Janus has other things that can read memories? Even if not, isn't it said that this thing can cause a person's mental breakdown? What if Janus asked me to use the imprint to read my mind, would it reveal something? In addition..." Moose pointed out the loopholes in Ai Liang's words sharply. Ai Liang only said that Janus couldn't sense it, but didn't mention the imprint maker. The word "cutting off the mental connection" is not the kind of gameplay in offline stand-alone games. It is obviously connected to someone else. It's like when you're playing a game with friends, and your teammate gets disconnected, you can't miss it, right?

Once it involves your own safety.

Moose's logical thinking ability will explode, breaking through the limit in an instant.

Xia Qiyuan felt ashamed of himself when he saw it.

Seeing Moose talking endlessly, he planned to list a dozen safety hazards.

Ai Liang directly used telekinesis to close his mouth and implement physical silence.

"The Thousand Faces Man... is the creator of this engraving. As the creator of the mask database, the five major political systems in the world are constantly hacking through masks.

Just as the interviewer will not patiently read every resume, a mental link with abnormal fluctuations will not be taken seriously.

More importantly, in order to protect the privacy of the members of the Apostles, the Thousand Faces Man will only observe the status of the engraving once a month, and will not stare at it anytime and anywhere."

After Ai Liang finished explaining, Moose was still making noises, as if he still had something to ask.

"I only allow you to ask one last question. Think about it before you speak."

After Mus nodded in confirmation, Ai Liang released his chin.

"Huhu, how long will it take for the Thousand Faces Man to observe the engraving next time?"

Mus gave up struggling and asked the most critical question.

Ai Liang was obviously determined to let him go to gather intelligence, and it was useless to list more hidden dangers.

It is better to ask some questions related to the next action.

The meaning of his last sentence is obviously that when the Thousand Faces Man observes the engraving, it will be the time for him to be exposed.

At that time, he will still need this hermit's thigh to protect him.

This must be asked clearly.

As for the risk of infiltration?

When has he, Mus, ever done a job without risk.

"On the 18th of every month, you still have 15 days including today."

"Only two weeks? Are you sure you are not kidding?"

"I already know what I should let you know. Believe it or not."

Ai Liang was too lazy to argue with Mus, and shifted the topic from infiltration to engraving.

"I checked and found that your body has a certain adaptability to strange things. The reason why the cat's eye targeted you back then should be related to your physique. As long as you don't abuse the engraving, using it once or twice a day will not have much impact on your body.

There is no change in the ability to engrave. Apart from being disconnected from the mask database and losing the ability to copy knowledge and skills, mind reading and body strengthening can still be used as usual. "

The engraving is still the same engraving, and the difference between the before and after is not too big.

It's just that after stripping it off, it lost the same dangerous function.

If I had to give an example, it would probably be the difference between white rice and egg fried rice.

"Can the seal you changed take effect on Janus?"

After hearing Ai Liang's explanation, Mu Si couldn't wait to ask.

If it can take effect on Janus, the rest will be easy to handle.

But this question was met with a look from Ai Liang as if he was mentally retarded.

Well, apparently not.

Musi smiled sarcastically, extinguishing the last trace of luck in his heart.

"That means I have to investigate the true identity and whereabouts of Janus within two weeks, as well as the evidence of collusion between Song Jie and him, and then report it to you?"

"It's up to you whether you want to, I won't force you to investigate."

Ai Liang's requirements were very "loose" and he had the attitude that it all depends on self-consciousness and I won't force you.

Just like the so-called "voluntary" overtime principle.

"Fuck, you can just change your identity and walk away. Do I have any choice?"

When Mu Si heard Ai Liang's "heart-warming" answer, his heart suddenly went cold.

"This is your problem to begin with, I'm wiping your ass."

Ai Liang would not coddle Musi, with the attitude that these are all from the greenhouse, do you like them or not.

If he wants to maintain his current peaceful life, Musi must step in on his behalf.

However, if Mu Si was really unwilling, Ai Liang would not force him to become an undercover agent.

I will still use my identity as a messenger to quietly resolve this matter.

Please note that this is not Ai Liang who is arrogant. He says it doesn't matter, but in his heart he really values ​​his old friend Musi.

It's because everyone messes with each other.

All Moose lost was his life.

What Ai Liang doesn’t have is hard-won fate and a new life!

In Ai Liang's mind, the two are just like dog shit and cake, there is no comparison at all.

"...Okay, I'll do my best."

Musi sighed resignedly: "Can you leave me your contact information so that I can tell you if I get any special information?"

Ai Liang walked to the door and opened the security door: "In the next two weeks, we will meet here every Saturday at five o'clock in the afternoon to exchange information. When the matter is resolved, leave Qianhua City as soon as possible. Don't let me see you again."

"Wait! Let's leave my contact information in case anything happens to me..."

Musi hurriedly chased after Ai Liang, trying to catch Ai Liang.

Ai Liang stood directly next to him and set up a mental barrier to separate people.

Moose was caught off guard and his eyes flashed with stars.

"It doesn't matter. I can sense your status through the engraving. Even if you die, I can still read the memory from your brain. You don't have to worry about the transfer of information."

Is the point of this sentence intelligence?

It's my life!

Moose covered his nose and two tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Calm down, calm down Moose.

You are causing trouble to the hermit now. It would be nice if people are willing to help you. Don't ask for too much.

It is you who owe others favors, not others who owe you favors.

Moose gives full play to the self-exculpation spirit of the bastard shedding his shell.

Convince yourself not to push yourself too far.

See how sincere he is.

Ai Liang nodded with satisfaction and removed his hand from the holster on his waist.

He was Moose back then and offered to help with the aftermath.

He took this opportunity to receive a large number of bounties, which Ai Liang disdained.

After further investigation, it turned out that Musi owed Ai Liang a favor.

In the black zone, money is the most important thing.

It costs money to buy a stronghold, it costs money to pay wages to your subordinates, it costs money to buy transportation, it costs money to build relationships... No matter what you do, you need money.

Although most of the bounty went to Ai Liang's account.

But the remaining small amount is not a small amount either.

These bounties laid a solid material foundation for Musi to become the number one intelligence agent in Nevada.

And he will naturally have to pay a corresponding or even excessive price for this.

Just like the deal between a mortal and Mephisto, in addition to the price to be paid on the surface, there are also traps hidden in the contract.

However, no one expected it.

This second price will actually come after a few years.

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