This is the basis for destroying this organization.
It is also the source of the world-destroying sword technique.
Mai Fan touched the black scimitar on the back of his waist and took a step forward.
Click the door knocker handle nine times, with intervals of three long and six short.
After a while, someone opened the door for him.
An old man who was different from opening the door to do business looked Mai Fan up and down.
There was no expression on his face, but the surprise in his eyes flashed past.
After seeing Mai Fan raise Bering 1 in front of him, he nodded slightly and let Mai Fan in.
"Follow me."
When they entered the gate, the door creaked and bounced back on its own.
The straight avenue of this gate leads directly to the central porch.
But the old man took Mai Fan to the corridor next to him.
Take the gray path on the left.
There are less clusters of flowers and more bamboos and pines.
After everyone passed through two blocking walls, the view suddenly opened up.
This is a large and quiet courtyard.
There is only one long house in the yard.
All the doors of the house are open.
There is a wall with a whole fence in front of it.
There is a counter between the fence and the wall. There are four people in the middle of the counter, guarding the four areas respectively.
What these fences are blocking are the people in this yard.
There were many more people in the quiet courtyard than Mai Fan expected.
There are more than a dozen.
No one of them spoke, they just walked back and forth in the empty space behind the fence.
They had long heard movement behind them.
A few people just looked back. When they saw that the old man had brought him, they turned their heads and stopped paying attention.
The rest didn't even bother to look back.
Don't care about irrelevant things at all.
Just staring at the number plate on the wall, as if thinking about something.
One of them touched his chin for a long time, as if he had made a decision.
Walk to a certain location in the fence and wave to the man in black behind the counter in this area.
The man in black casually picked up a short bamboo pole from behind the counter, with branches on it, and walked squarely to the person outside the fence.
The opponent pointed with his hand and made a 323 sign with his fingers.
The person behind the counter was also very polite and didn't even turn around.
He just picked up the bamboo fork with his backhand, and the number plate with 323 hanging on it was in the hands of the person who called him by name.
The number plate was handed over.
The person behind the counter put down his fork, took out a palm-sized piece of lined paper from his pocket, and a strip of loose ink made of an unknown material, and marked something on it.
The paper was torn in half.
Half of it was handed over to the person who took the 323 wooden sign, and the other half was hung on this handbook.
It seems to be used for reconciliation.
After the two of them finished the handover.
The person with the wooden sign returned to his original position.
I dug around from behind the counter and pulled out a new sign.
Use a fork to hang the sign in the space vacated after 323 was taken away.
It’s just that there is no longer a 323 mark on this wall.
The new sign said 333, and Mai Fan scanned it quickly with his eyes.
On this entire wall, not a single number plate is repeated.
Seeing this, even if no one explained it to him, he could still make a rough guess.
This is probably where the killers from this organization take over their tasks.
Before everyone accepts the task, they will look at the task book corresponding to their level on the road they came to, that is, on the edge of this hall.
Yes, these four areas represent the range within which four levels of killers can take on tasks.
The small room next to this hall is where the killers are selected.
There are four large cabinets over there, and in the cabinets are stacks of papers belonging to different categories.
Occasionally, people who come in will flip through the papers here first.
After seeing clearly the basic requirements of the task, go back to this hall and think about it.
Then find the call taker in the corresponding area, take the task for yourself, and leave the voucher.
If you don't answer, go back to that area and search again until you find something you are confident about.
There is a certificate between the killer who took the mission and the person who took the number.
Unless the person taking the task voluntarily gives up or the action fails, the task in progress will not be picked up by the second person.
Unless this is a group task.
It was agreed from the beginning that there would be no restrictions on the movement of a few people.
Then such a sign will always be hung here, and everyone who interacts with this sign will be registered in a book.
Whoever comes back first with the receipt for handing in the task will be deemed to have completed the task first.
This is why there is no repetition throughout the wall.
The person who takes the task is clear, and the person who accepts the task is clear.
As for why the person who took the number plate entered the small room at the back and side of the long hall again.
Mai Fan doesn't know.
But it doesn't matter, he came here today just to walk through this process, and he will understand it after walking through it.
At this time, he was wearing ordinary clothes given to him by Mie Fa.
It is played short up and down, with a gray belt tied in the middle.
There are no long robes or long robes, nor the most fashionable attire worn by martial arts figures.
Ordinary people's clothing is the most inconspicuous existence in the eyes of these people.
Those present could see that Mai Fan was capable.
But he's too young.
It might be someone who came here to give me the task, or he might be someone's nephew in the organization.
It's probably impossible to come over and compete with them for missions.
Since he was an insignificant person, naturally no one noticed Mai Fan.
Mai Fan is also very quiet.
He just followed the old man without saying a word.
This old man is also straightforward.
I didn't take Mai Fan to the hall or to the room with the big cabinet.
Instead, he took him directly to the darkroom on the side.
At this time, those colleagues who were still thinking were finally stunned.
Because in that room, only killers who have confirmed that they have received the mission can enter.
They went in to get information related to this mission.
No one there knows who the person who assigned the task is or what he looks like.
Just hand over your token, the number plate 323 you received, and the half piece of paper pulled over by the person behind the counter.
When the person on the other side passes it over again from the grid.
All that was left was his killer token and the half piece of paper.
But behind this, there will be a very complete document bag.
There may be just one sentence in the bag, or it may be a thick stack of copywriting.
Either way, these reflect the same thing.
That is the specific information about their mission goals.
There are living habits, location, daily preferences, and maybe the interpersonal relationships around him, and even the political forces involved.
