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Jing Baiye knows how powerful the chaebols are in capitalist countries.

Economy, culture, social life... All aspects of national life are dominated by these big financial groups, even politics, because any election requires a lot of money, and it costs money to build momentum and public opinion, and there will never be a real civilian superior.

Japan has followed this path long ago, privatizing many industries at the beginning of the reform. With their respective banks as the core, the major consortiums include major economic sectors such as the financial industry, industry, commerce and international trade, and control Japan's economic lifeline and state machinery.

The Karasuma Group is the most powerful and most reputable of these consortia.

Jing Baiye knows all the crimes that the Black Organization has done in different countries over the years.

The organization is a knife in the hands of the chaebol, secretly dealing with all the people and affairs of the Karasuma Group that cannot be solved by normal means.

It is said that when his predecessor was in power, he did even more, but Jing Baiye had no interest in it before, so he never went through those files.

He leaned back in his chair, and the rare collective notice on the black-bottomed web page in front of him was particularly eye-catching.

At the same time, on the mobile phone, Yukimura Sanjiu, who is still in Kyoto, Japan, revealed an important message to Jing Baiye.

"There is an undercover police officer by my side, his name is Kiyoshi Saito, his real name is Kiyoji Kobayashi, and Saito is his wife's family name."

"I originally planned to tell you after you came back from the United States, but I just heard from my current boss that the organization has suddenly increased the bounty for finding undercover agents, so I think I will tell you now to avoid being caught first."

Jing Baiye had already heard Spiatus say that the police intended to send a third undercover agent, and when he heard this, he felt nothing in his heart.

... The organization is really not bad because it started in Japan, and there are many undercover agents here.

Recalling his current situation and his thoughts when he first went to Japan, Jing Baiye felt a little pain in his face.

"Do you want to report him? That bounty is not low."

Hearing his words, Jing Baiye fell silent again.

An undercover agent is worth $2 million, and this bounty will cause quite a stir in the organization.

Except for a few who are not bad money, are too busy or have no interest in fighting, most of the members will be eager to find undercover agents, and throwing money is always the best way to motivate people.

It's going to be a hunt for undercover agents.

Even the undercover agent himself would probably be involved.

The first is that it is easy to cause suspicion if you don't fit in with the group. The second is that it is mentioned in the notice that a reward will be awarded by the boss himself, which will be a rare opportunity for the undercover to get in touch with the most important people in the organization.

Sure, it might be a trap, but even a trap, it's a very tempting one—enough to lure undercover agents into a bunch of people trying to get them out, testing it out with great malice and danger.

The real undercover life may be like this, like walking on a tightrope, the next move may bring them one point closer to the secret, or it may make them... shattered.

If it was Jing Baiye a year ago, when he saw this email and the bounty, he would definitely have sold this undercover agent who had nothing to do with him for money.

But now, he was more curious about what Spiatus wanted than money.

"...Did you listen to me?"

Xue Village Sanjiu didn't hear Jing Baiye's answer for a long time, and called him strangely.

"I'm listening." Jing Baiye glanced at the intranet again and closed the page, "I'm not short of money lately, that undercover...you can do it yourself."

"I see."

Xuemura Sanjiu responded. He himself is not loyal to the organization, and he is not very interested in wealth. This time he called him just to remind him, and he did not really have any malice towards the undercover agent.

"By the way, I found him at the police station and it seems... ah, he came out, I'll hang up first!"

Jing Baiye heard the sound of the convenience store opening on the opposite side, and the other side was probably waiting for someone - most likely Kobayashi Qingzhi - when he was shopping, he made a phone call by the way. Before Jing Baiye could answer, Xue Cun Sanjiu hung up the phone.

When the call ended, Jing Baiye didn't put down his phone. He leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, trying to empty his mind.

He made himself temporarily forget the three undercover men, Panno, Shirley and even Belmod... But there was one thing, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't forget it.

——Fenrir mentioned to him, the undercover agent codenamed Whiskey.

He remembered what happened before his death, and compared with his predecessor, Spiatus's approach to undercover was not bloody.

It's just that he already knew which people in the organization were undercover. If he really wanted to arrest them, he could directly name them and let Jinjiu or others solve them one by one. There was no need to send such a notice in circles.

He's doing it just like...

It was quiet outside the door, and Jing Baiye knew without looking at the system map that Bourbon was not in the living room.

[...Host, if you are tired, you can take a rest. 】

[A lot has happened recently. 】

The system's words made Jing Baiye open his eyes again, and he reluctantly poked it: [Actually, it's okay... I can't rest, there are still several points of information on the Sindora group to look at. 】

He took the scarred keychain out of his pocket and put it on the table, stood up and took off his suit and put them together in the system backpack.

After putting it away, he glanced at it and found that the backpack was messy and hadn't been organized for several months, so he sat down and started to clean up.

Packing the backpack does not need to take out all the things inside, you can directly drag the grid to change the position. Jing Baiye continued to think about Spiatus while sorting out the order.

Obviously he should be the person who knows him best in the world, but he really doesn't know what Spiatus wants.

wealth? Beauty? Power? status?

These are readily available to him, and Jing Baiye feels that he doesn't care about them at all.

In the restaurant just now, facing his question, Spiatus smiled.

- "Compared to the question of who I am... Bai Ye, can you tell me what you like?"

——"I like a warm home~lightnovelpub.net~ I like guardians, friends and subordinates, I like money, I like people who are nice to me or good-looking, I like delicious food, I like cute animals... and many more , I can't finish it all at once."

The things he likes are ordinary, like most people in the world.

- "Because I like it, so I will protect them and don't want them to be hurt."

Jing Baiye's hands were very fast, and after a while, he took care of most of the backpack, and he moved the keychain to the first row.

While dragging the grid to change, he suddenly saw something that he had forgotten for many days.

- "Boss, do you have something you like?"

It was given to him by Spiatus during his hot spring trip, a blue eyeball that had been soaked in a bottle for an unknown number of years.

From his first love.

——“My words should be the exact opposite of yours.”

Spiatus had the same gentle smile on his face as he uttered these words.