Jing Baiye's answer was within Fenrir's expectation.

Not killing the undercover agents is not a betrayal of the organization, but that he is sure to control them well and will not cause any loss to the organization.

"It's good that you know it in your heart." Fenrir sighed, "I just called to inquire about your situation. Since you are fine, I will hang up...By the way, when are you planning to leave the United States?"

"In another week, I have to deal with the internal work of the Syndora Group."

Now Jingbaiye is the actual controller of the Syndola Group.

Since the group's income belongs to him, he must care about the treatment of the employees below, even if they don't know his existence.

Many companies in the United States also need to work overtime. Syndora Group itself pays well, and the salary of employees is in the upper reaches of the industry. Added a paid annual leave - you can take four weeks off each year, during which you will still receive salary.

In addition, Jing Baiye asked Thomas to pass to him all the files of tens of thousands of employees in the group, the assessments over the years, and the resumes of the new applicants. As long as he knows the name and appearance, the opponent's ability value will appear on his system panel. Based on the opponent's ability and past assessment, he will choose to maintain the position, promote, transfer, fire, and recruit new people.

So Jing Baiye will be very busy next week, but this is his duty as a boss.

"Before you leave, you can come and have a meal with us," Fenrir said.

Jing Baiye knew who he was referring to by "we": "Okay, I will contact you or Spiatus when the time comes."

…

After hanging up the phone, Jing Baiye put down the teacup, took the phone and went back to the bedroom.

There was no one in the bedroom, and the blond mixed-race man on the bed was still asleep. Jing Baiye looked at his closed eyes, feeling a little disappointed, walked to the bed and sat down.

He kicked the floor below with his toes, halfway through the kick he was worried that he would disturb him, so he retracted his feet silently.

Jing Baiye looked at the phone screen, the wallpaper on it was still the family portrait he had been thinking about, but took a nondescript photo.

He was really unhappy for cheating, but after calming down, he found that he still didn't hate them.

During this period of time, Scotland and Bourbon took good care of his life. They didn't cause him any financial loss, and they didn't let him sleep well in the villa. As a result, when he opened his eyes, he saw a room full of special agents and policemen. Catch him in jail.

Even if Jing Baiye was really in a deep sleep and accidentally thrown into prison, he could find a way to escape.

It's just that the system reminded him...

[System, I remember you told me: If I was arrested and imprisoned, then all law enforcement staff in this country will be directly judged as enemies, right? 】

Jing Baiye poked the system with his finger.

【What would happen if I used 'Ke Xue Wu Shuang' at that time? 】

Ke Xue Wushuang, his strongest skill.

It burst out with peak power and slaughtered all those who were judged as enemies. During the activation of the skill, he will not be tired, injured, or killed, and no high-tech weapon can cause him the slightest damage. The fly in the ointment is that it can be used for a limited number of times, and it cannot be controlled by the host.

[…There are other system hosts who have drawn the unparalleled skill, and used this skill to personally wipe out all the population of a country. 】

The system did not answer directly, but gave him an example.

[In the middle of the killing, he couldn't take it anymore, but his body was controlled by the skill, he climbed out of the corpse mountain, ran to wring the throats of everyone in the orphanage next door, and then rushed to other places to continue the killing. 】

[He didn't stop until all the 126 million people died. 】

【That's really amazing. 】

When Jing Baiye heard this example for the first time, he was surprised at its power, but also thankful that it hadn't been activated a second time.

After all, his benefactor who saved the house was the police, and he didn't want to hurt them with revenge.

After Jing Baiye breathed a sigh of relief, he thought of his third subordinate again.

Scotland, Bourbon, and the Japanese police behind them never thought of doing anything to him in his villa, but the FBI people behind Ley tried to interrupt him while he was playing games.

But Jing Baiye felt that Lai didn't know about it. He knew the patience of snipers very well. People like them are good at killing people with one shot at critical moments, and they would never act rashly. So he probably was tricked by his teammates.

Since it has nothing to do with him, he will not be angry with him, let alone deduct his salary or reduce other punishments.

—He will only give him and the fbi, a gift.

——

Canada Toronto.

Akai Hideichi suddenly paused as he entered the building, and he looked around vigilantly.

His mission partner this time is also his monitor, the female sniper Chianti with a butterfly tattoo on the corner of her eye noticed that he hadn't followed, she turned her head and said impatiently: "Ley? What are you looking at?"

"…nothing."

Akai Shuichi retracted his gaze, and took the elevator with Chianti to the rooftop helipad, where a helicopter was parked.

Almost as soon as they reached the roof, a woman's voice came from their communication headsets.

"Chianti, you're in charge of approaching the TV tower with the helicopter; Ley, you're in charge of Acquavert."

"I hope you two don't disappoint me."

Akai Shuichi recognized the voice of this woman, she was Angostella's guardian Belmode.

She came to Japan for a few days last year, and perhaps out of concern for her cubs, she called him. Akai Hideichi remembers that condescending tone, as if the queen was looking down on the servant of her little prince.

"knew."

Chianti's tone was unhappy. Apparently she wants to be the one who kills more than someone who handles the logistics of surveillance.

She got into the cockpit of the plane, threw the gun bag aside, put on a pair of aviation headsets needed by the pilot, adjusted the communication channel, and then raised her chin to Ley: "You sit in the back."

Akai Shuichi boarded the plane in silence.

The helicopter lifted off slowly and flew towards the tallest building in sight.

It was already sunset, and the building stood out among the low buildings and soared into the sky. This is the tallest building in Canada and was once the tallest building in the world, the National Tower of Canada.

Listening to the name, you know that it is a landmark building in Canada.

"Chianti, there will be a national documentary filming there today, you'd better be careful, don't get caught~" Bellmode kindly reminded.

"I know!" cried Chianti.

Akai Shuichi opened his gun bag ~lightnovelpub.net~ and began to assemble the sniper rifle sent by the organization after arriving in Toronto.

—He wanted to kill one of their undercover agents while they were recording an important program on a national landmark.

Is this location and time chosen because of convenience... or is it just a malicious satire of the undercover organization like the shooting and killing of the only son of the undercover at the gate of the police academy last time?

When he first heard about the mission, Akai Shuichi thought about whether to go to Canada and secretly contact Akwavit, asking him to find csis to arrange a suspended animation for him to escape.

But his task leader this time is Belmode, and she seems to be very interested in him. Even during his important checkpoints, she will call him from time to time to ask him, and there are other watchers watching.

He couldn't move his limbs. He had to kill him himself.

He could only… mutilate his own kind again.

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