Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover

Amuro returned to the apartment to calculate the property damage, and Jing Baiye asked him to buy some necessities and a change of clothes on the way back. I don't know how long he will live in the safe house, these things can never go wrong, and he can take them with him to continue using them when he finds a new place.

After Amuro left, Jing Baiye sat on the sofa and checked his mobile phone, and Lu Chuan Xin came over and sat beside him.

"What's the matter?" As soon as he looked up, he saw that he was hesitant to speak.

"...I want to ask something, I don't know if you can tell me." Midorikawa Xin's voice was very gentle, in a cautious tone of discussion.

"Ask if you have anything." Jing Baiye was puzzled by his image in the minds of other people in the organization, why one or two were so afraid of him, "If it involves organizational secrets, I won't say anything, after all, your current identity is not enough. ."

For some unimportant news, he doesn't care to disclose it to others, but he also knows that certain things should not be told to them. Take Friedman's case. He would only let them know that he had served in the Army Special Forces, and would not say that his true identity was an undercover agent. If you let them know too much, it will harm them.

"How will the organization punish Dai Jili?" Midorikawa Xin asked.

"Jinjiu asked him to train with other lower-level members at the training ground." Hearing him mention this, Jing Baiye said a few more words, "Although Friedman is watching him, he has to take care of a lot of people after all. During this time, you and Amuro don't go there for the time being. If you want to train, go to the code member training ground I took you to last time, and I will register Amuro's identity."

When Midorikawa Xin heard the result, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his expression could not be said to be relaxed: "Then about the assessment of Amuro..."

Jing Baiye thought for a moment. In theory, he shouldn't tell Midorikawa Xin about other people's assessment tasks, but the two of them have such a good relationship that even if he doesn't say it, he can get the answer directly by asking Amuro Toru.

"Ginji gave me the task of finding the CIA undercover. There happens to be a suspect in Kuitocho, and I want Amuro to investigate him." Jing Baiye checked his mailbox, and Friedman hadn't sent the information yet. come over.

After reading the mailbox, he raised his head again and saw Midorikawa Shin staring at him with an indescribable gaze: "What's the problem?"

"You want him to investigate the undercover...?" Midorikawa Shin seemed to be struggling to ask this sentence.

"Can't he do it?" Jing Baiye was very strange. As a friend, Midorikawa Shin must know more about Amuro's ability than him... That's not right, it is precisely because the two are friends that they are worried when they learn that the other party is going to perform a more dangerous mission.

He thought of Belmod. He is very aware of this guardian member's ability, but every time she goes to steal information, he still worries about her. Because of his urgent acting skills and physical defects, he basically does not perform such tasks. He can only do his best to do logistical work while waiting for her. Every time he sees her returning safely, he will go to rest.

Thinking of this, Jing Baiye immediately understood Lu Chuan's mood at this time, so he comforted: "You don't have to worry, I won't leave him alone. I will act with him when necessary, and I will watch what he does. of."

The methods of agents from all over the world are not very clean, especially when they are undercover agents. In the year he partnered with Panno, he saw with his own eyes that this fake wine killed several French police officers, and he was not at all soft-hearted.

Jing Baiye didn't know what Amuro did before he joined the organization, but given his age, he might not be the opponent of the undercover who had been hiding in the organization for many years. He just wanted to see what he was capable of, and didn't want anything to happen to him.

"..."

Lu Chuan Xin stopped looking at Jing Baiye's expression, he held the handle next to him, and his movements were somewhat difficult for some reason: "Then I'll go and clean up the attic for him now, and then organize a few storage cabinets for him."

"Go ahead. Except for the ones in my bedroom and study, he can use whatever is empty." Jing Baiye waved his hands indifferently.

After Midorikawa Shin left the living room, he got up and walked to the refrigerator, removed the little white bee that had changed back into a model from the top, and took back the system backpack.

He didn't want them to know about the existence of housework robots for the time being. Robots in this world are of average level, let alone artificial intelligence robots or military intelligent robots. At present, there is not even a reliable disaster-relief robot for firefighting, earthquake search and rescue, and demolition. Explosives... are for living people.

Later, when An Shitou came in, he was in charge of the housework when he was at home, and Xiaobaibei continued to do the housework when he was not at home.

[Host, sometimes what you say...isn't it really intentional? 】 The sound of the system sounded in his head.

【? 】Jing Baiye is inexplicable, 【What happened to me? 】

【……fine. 】The system sighed humanely, 【You have a good rest now, and you have to go to work tomorrow. 】

Jing Baiye sat back on the sofa and opened Twitter to take a look. This was registered when he was in the United States, and most of the users he followed were former classmates and professors, and then he swiped an unexpected tweet on the homepage.

[@William Haspel: Why do Japanese always like to eat cold things? ? ? 】

... This seems to be his classmate who entered the CIA?

As a graduate of a well-known university, Jing Baiye's past classmates are distributed in various fields in the United States~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Among the people he is familiar with, some have entered the NASA NAZU, some have entered well-known enterprises, and some have entered the intelligence department.

Relying on the fact that the mobile phone exchanged from the system store in his hand would not leave any trace of access, he went straight to look at the other party's photo album and past tweets, and quickly determined that this was his classmate who entered the intelligence department, but...

[...As a special agent, how could he casually post something that could reveal his personal location? This is too unprofessional. 】With no one around, Jing Baiye can only complain to the system.

Some mobile applications require a lot of permissions, not only to read contacts and phone records, but also to call cameras or recordings, and even locate the location of the mobile phone.

Ordinary people don't matter. People who work in shady jobs must pay more attention. If he doesn't have a mobile phone in the exchange system store, he must get a mobile phone information protection software before using these applications.

Jing Baiye leaned back on the sofa, rubbed it and felt uncomfortable, and put the corgi doll behind him as a pillow.

BOSS asked him to develop software to protect the internal information of the organization. This software is computer software. He did not mention the security of members' mobile phones. Now the important information stored by the mobile phone is no less than that of the computer, or even more. Take Gin's mobile phone as an example, if someone can hack his mobile phone, he can find the phone numbers and email addresses of most of the organization's code-named members and bottom-level members.

Jing Baiye thought so, and began to send an email to the boss, asking if he wanted the entire software on his mobile phone... It's better to pay a research fee.

The BOSS quickly sent him a reply: [Wait when I come back next month. 】

"..."

Jing Baiye was about to sigh when another message came from the other side: "You're short of money recently? 】