When asking questions, Zhang Yuanqing looked at the goblet in the president's hand.

The 1990s Lafite was given to Cao Qing by him, and the president deliberately brought red wine over, which was an obvious hint.

"He is indeed a member of the Merchant Guild and is my more trusted subordinate, but he does not know your identity." The president chuckled:

"In addition, your landlady is an informant arranged by Tianpu in Chinatown. Her main job is to observe the movement and wind direction of Chinatown. She is not a core member of Tianpu, she just receives a salary. She is Master Lei, Tian

Xun is naturally close to Master Fenglei, so we recruited her as an informant."

Although he was receiving a salary from heaven, Zhang Yuanqing could still be trusted and heard the hint from Mr. Chairman.

"Okay, that's all for today. You first become a gold hunter as quickly as possible, and then wait for the Hunter Guild to take the initiative to contact you."

As he spoke, he drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, a serial murder occurred in Chinatown recently. The murderer was a night wanderer. I suspect he is a night wanderer of high rank."

Immediately told the president the details and speculations about the case, and then asked: "Mr. President, what do you think about this?"

The president remained silent.

Zhang Yuanqing's expression was solemn, and he thought that there was indeed a deeper inside story, perhaps involving a confrontation between the two camps.

"Do you think I, who live in the second largest district, would be concerned about the murders in Little Chinatown?" The president finally spoke.

Zhang Yuanqing's mouth twitched: "Oh."

I think too much.

Mr. President raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "Let's go!"

Disappear instantly, no delay, no special effects, gone in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Yuanqing turned to look at the alarm clock on his bedside table. The time was two-thirty in the morning. As a night wanderer, he was no longer sleepy. He simply turned on the lamp and sat at the desk to think.

"Alas, the sponsor's father gave me a mission. I can't continue to take my time. If I break into the Freedom Covenant, I feel that the mortality rate is higher than that of an S-level dungeon." He sighed with emotion.

Although he complained like this, he and the president are now grasshoppers in the same boat. If he is to be promoted to Lord of the Sun in the future, the Free Covenant will be the enemy.

So this is not working for the president, but working for myself.

"Tuk-tuk."

He tapped his fingers on the table and thought carefully.

"Undercover operations are bound to be full of risks. Some things must be thought out in advance, and backup plans should be arranged as much as possible to increase the error tolerance for oneself, so as to avoid encountering an emergency and being discovered as an undercover agent, causing the explosion to spiral into the sky."

"First of all, the Free Covenant is an evil camp, and should be naturally close to evil professions. I can debut as an illusionist, but in this case, Zhang Qingyang's identity will be a bit difficult. My public profession is scout, and I will change my identity at this time.

It’s no longer possible.”

If the Hunter Guild pays attention to him, it will definitely investigate his background. The identity of Master Tongtian as an illusionist can be forged with the help of Fu Qingyang, but what about his current identity?

The tricky thing about Zhang Qingyang's identity is here in Chinatown, not in China.

If the Hunters Guild were to find out where he lived and come to investigate, the landlady and her family would definitely be the first to be "tortured." There would be three possibilities:

1. The person who investigated was beaten to death by the landlady and her family.

Second, the investigators beat the landlady and her family to death.

Third, both sides got along well. The investigators found out from Cao Qianxiu's mouth that Zhang Qingyang was a scout.

Faced with this situation, Zhang Yuanqing had two options.

One is to turn a blind eye. What should I do? If I say that I am a scout, am I really a scout? It can be a perfunctory excuse for Cao Qianxiu. After being found out, I can't say that I am an evil profession.

The sequelae of this is that Zhang Qingyang is bound to the Tongtian Cult, and his operating space is narrowed. It can also easily affect the landlord's family. After all, the owner of the Hunter Guild is the Free Covenant, and the Free Covenant is from the evil camp.

It is found that this family is a lawful profession, so it is difficult to ensure that the investigators can resist the temptation of reputation points.

The other is that Zhang Qingyang's identity remains unchanged, he continues to hang out in Chinatown, and is separated from the hunter ID of "Tongtian Cult Master".

He needs a public identity no matter what. "Zhang Qingyang" can be used to contact local gangsters, expand contacts and channels, and serve espionage work. The more friends he has, the easier it is to cooperate. Spies who fight alone are dead ends.

Zhang Yuanqing continued to follow this line of thought:

"As a second-level scout, Zhang Qingyang's level is too low and he cannot come into contact with high-level people. Therefore, I will modify the character settings next to increase his level.

"Although I say that I am a second-level scout, it is impossible for me to reveal my true level to a stranger in a foreign country. It is reasonable to lie about being a second-level scout. If I have the opportunity to show my 'real' strength, I can reverse Cao Qianxiu's treatment of me.

Everyone is not very familiar with it yet, but it is very easy to operate.

"Zhang Qingyang and Master Tongtian have fixed IDs, but these two alone are not enough. I need an identity that can contact Heavenly Punishment, Poseidon Church, and a spiritual family. There is no rush. I will become a gold hunter first. Anyway, for an illusionist

, it’s too easy to change the breath and appearance. If necessary in the future, I will create an identity again.”

After clarifying his thoughts, Zhang Yuanqing took out his spare mobile phone, opened the Hunter app, and selected a suitable task.

Time to get to work!

As the bounty list slid down, a new mission appeared in sight:

#Kill the murderer of serial murders in Chinatown, Isle of Man#

Mission description: Murderer profession, suspected of being a night wanderer, level 2, cautious and cunning, good at sneaking.

Mission goal: Kill the murderer and be rewarded with 500,000 federal coins and 30 points. Provide clues to the murderer and be rewarded with 100,000 federal coins and 5 points.

"The mission information is completely wrong. Isn't this a mission issued by the Anti-Black and White Alliance to send hunters to death?" Zhang Yuanqing looked at the mission release time.

It was a mission released two days ago, and the "true personality" of the Night Wandering God was revealed by him last night.

That makes sense. The Anti-Black and White Alliance did make a mistake at the beginning.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately took over the task.

If the murderer is a night wandering god in the saint stage, the rewards from the mission will definitely not be worthwhile.

But to Zhang Yuanqing, as long as he is not the Day Traveling God, the Star Official and the Night Traveling God are all the same, and they are all the same.

He is still 40 points short of being promoted to Silver, and the point reward for this task is 30 points, which is very appropriate. As long as he completes this task and does one or two small tasks afterwards, he can be successfully promoted.

If the Anti-Black and White Alliance revokes or raises the mission level, he will no longer be able to receive the mission.

There are not many missions worth 30 points, and there are so many bounty hunters in New Testament County that it takes several days to grab one.

"First we will be promoted to Gold Hunter, then we will become a cheap anti-black and white alliance."

The next morning, at half past eight.

Zhang Yuanqing got up, washed up, sat at the dining table in the living room, and ate the soy milk, fried dough sticks and meat buns bought by Annie.

"Annie, if I remember correctly, your American God Association also has a base in New York County." Zhang Yuanqing said while chewing fried dough sticks.

Anne nodded. New Testament County is an important city in the Free Federation and a world-class metropolis. Naturally, it has a branch of the American God Association.

Zhang Yuanqing tore off the fried dough sticks, soaked them in salty soy milk, and said casually: "In the future, I may use your channel to get in touch with the senior officials of the New Testament County Lawful Organization."

Anne was stunned: "Leader, didn't you say you would keep a low profile until the end of the year? If you rashly contact the top leaders of the lawful organization, you will definitely be investigated."

"So it's possible!" Zhang Yuanqing stirred the fried dough sticks and soy milk, "Also, don't call me the leader from today on."

"What's that called?"

"Call my husband!"

Anne's face was radiant and full of surprise.

Zhang Yuanqing changed the subject: "I'm just kidding, call me Mr. Zhang!"

The blonde beauty sighed: "Okay, Mr. Zhang."

After breakfast, Zhang Yuanqing was thinking about the task of the serial murder case when he suddenly received a text message from Cao Qianxiu:

"Come to my house."

Zhang Yuanqing looked at the time and saw that it was nine o'clock in the morning. He sent a message and asked, "Don't your family want to take a ferry to go out to sea today?"

Cao Qianxiu: "Just come over here."

Zhang Yuanqing left the living room and knocked on the security door of 401 next door.

After two "dong dong" sounds, the burgundy security door opened. Cao Qianxiu, who was standing tall in her nightgown, yawned and turned towards the living room with her skirt fluttering.

Zhang Yuanqing entered the house and closed the door behind him.

"I got my period today, so I didn't go out. Of course, this is an excuse to deal with my parents." She sat on the sofa, picked up the rubber band and bit it in her mouth, and put her long hair behind her head with both hands, and said:

"First of all, congratulations. You passed the assessment. Your analysis last night provided important reference value and made the top management of the organization wake up in time. You have done a lot of credit.

"The organization has now officially admitted you to become a member of Group 6 of the Anti-Black and White Alliance, and I will be responsible for leading you."

You are responsible for taking me, are you sure? Zhang Yuanqing showed a smile at the right time: "It's okay."

He is here for a short stay in New York County and does not belong here, so there is no need to give too surprising or excited feedback, otherwise he will be suspected.

Cao Qianxiu looked at him carefully and nodded slightly, "I'm going to get the form. Last time our team leader said we would observe more, but he never gave you the form."

She went back to the room to get the form, put it on the coffee table and pushed it to Zhang Yuanqing.

"I have a question I want to confirm." Zhang Yuanqing looked down at the form and said, "Do you still remember my spiritual realm ID?"

Cao Qianxiu tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Master Tongtian?"
To be continued...