I give the world destruction and rebirth

If you can accept a Mikkelsen with an infectious smile and blond hair, you can accept that a senior special agent of the Office of Joint Corporate Investigations not only infiltrated the intelligence department, but also became a big intelligence agency. The webmaster of the site sets this setting.

In short, when the baker Mikkelsen brought a plate of small cakes and asked Tang Ji and his party to try it with a smile, Tang Ji and Anthony, the two people who had met Mikkelsen's "body", subconsciously felt that this The thing was poisoned.

But Mr. Good Luck took the plate directly, and while eating the small cake, he sat leisurely in the best light position with his legs crossed, and asked the waiter for a cup of coffee.

Mikkelsen arranged for someone to take Miwako, who was hiding in the minivan, into the medical room of the intelligence station through the back door, and professional medical staff took over.

In normal times, Anthony would definitely follow him to see the level of his colleagues before deciding whether to hand over his wounded to the other party.

But right now, his CPU is obviously a little overclocked, and his attention is always attracted by the sunshine version of Mikkelsen.

Mikkelsen casually sat across from Tangji, took out a box of slim women's cigarettes and gestured to Tangji. After being rejected, he started smoking by himself, without paying any attention to the no-smoking sign next to him.

"Are you surprised to see me?" Mikkelsen smiled, and his facial expression was so expressive that Tang Ji wanted to pull his face to see if it was true or not. After all, he had done this kind of thing before.

But those eyes that remained silent proved that Mikkelsen was still the living dead. He was just controlling his facial muscles to make expressions that complied with ordinary human social rules.

"With your billboard just standing on the street, are all the stupid people blind?" Tang Ji hesitated for a long time but finally didn't have the courage to eat the cake made by Mikkelsen himself.

"Would you be more surprised if I said that I have an avatar who has sneaked into the top management of the Huangban Group?" Mikkelsen blinked at Tang Ji, but under such a vivid expression, those eyes remained A calm without any fluctuations.

This sense of contrast is just like when you watch a European and American movie, the heroine's face is replaced by Sheldon, and then he uses a scientific perspective to help breathe at a completely uniform frequency.

This scene is enough to cause any man to suddenly suffer from ED and suffer from lifelong depression. It would require 700 G of resources to wash away all the trouble.

"What's your purpose in coming to Daban?" Mikkelsen greeted the passing guests warmly, with the look of an enthusiastic boss on his face.

"Your little spy has just confirmed that the Miki Consortium is under the control of the player. The player also has a body warehouse here. Do you know?" Tang Ji pushed the coffee in front of him forward. He made up his mind that there would be no food. bump.

"Arasha has known for a long time that there are players behind the scenes of the Miki Consortium, but there is a body warehouse in Daban, which is indeed new information." Mikkelsen looked at the bustling crowd outside the window: "You have to deal with that body Do it in the body warehouse? I saw you brought Mr. Lucky here, so you must have a mature plan."

There is indeed a plan, but it is hard to say whether it is mature or not.

Tang Ji was also embarrassed to reveal how he used Mr. Good Luck.

Until now, he didn't know whether the choice he made for Nagagusa Shiro was right. After all, Nagagusa Shiro's ability was actually quite practical. It would be a pity to cut him off like this. He should be frozen and thawed as needed.

Wang Zhengdao didn't come with them, Tang Ji asked him to send Chrissy back to Night City first.

Currently, in Tang Ji's heart, no one can shake Chris's status, which is related to Tang Anran's safety.

"If you need any help from me, just ask. It's interesting for you and me to spend a lot of money to do your own thing." When Mikkelsen said this, there seemed to be something real in the corner of his eyes. There was a slight smile, but it passed away in a flash, and Tang Ji had no time to distinguish it.

"I saw that the people from the Miki Consortium were equipped with a red exoskeleton with good performance." Tang Jiyi said pointedly.

"The products of Rising Sun Heavy Industry use Neon Man's hydrogen energy power pack. The technology is not very mature. I don't have one here. If you are interested, I can help you send one to Night City." Mikkelsen shook his head. Shaking his head: "You can only rely on manual repair to make large toys that can be used as high-quality products."

"In comparison, I recommend smart weapons produced by Huangban." Mikkelsen continued: "If I were a high-level military technology executive, I would be careful about Huangban's weapons design department. They have captured the new generation of consumer products. The heart of the person.”

"As long as you can afford it, you don't have to worry about being inferior to others, and there is no need for boring training. Leave all the problems to the weapon itself. You only need to raise your arm." Mikkelsen smiled and made a button gesture Trigger gesture: "Then wait for your enemy to fall by the side of the road with regret on his face."

"I still trust my marksmanship more." Tang Ji shook his head, took out an equipment list that he had written long ago and handed it to Mikkelsen. This thing was originally written to Hiroyuki Sanada, but the other party was in Neon Local There is no way.

"It's up to you, I need two hours to prepare these things." Mikkelsen took a deep look at Mr. Lucky sitting by the window, and then looked at Tang Ji: "As long as he is here, I won't disturb you. His revenge plan."

He could never figure out why the force that had been driving Mr. Good Luck finally brought Mr. Good Luck to Tang Ji.

In fact, Mikkelsen himself is a crucial part of this process, and he feels that his pride has been trampled on the ground by fate.

Mikkelsen learned about Tang Ji's presence at Daban about half an hour before Tang Ji arrived. The person in charge of security at Daban for the Miki Consortium was his.

But he didn't expect that before he could react, Tang Ji led a group of people directly to the door and rushed into his lair in Daban.

This is actually not good news for Mikkelsen. He does not believe that there is no role of Mr. Good Luck here.

He relied on some tricks to work himself into the deserted intelligence department, and even became the webmaster of Daban Station.

He had other plans for this identity, but Tang Ji ruined his plan.

This matter involves both players, naturalized people, and the Miki Consortium. The top brass of the Intelligence Department will definitely send someone to trace the whole story.

In fact, Mikkelsen cannot withstand any investigation. His public identity is not a secret. There is no guarantee that a second Tangji will not appear during the investigation and he can be recognized at a glance.

He was indeed a little too arrogant before. He didn't have to disguise himself too much with this identity, and still used his own face. He liked to humiliate old opponents in this way.

But it was Tangji's turn to explode when he was holding thunder in his hand. Mikkelsen could only attribute this to unfair fate.

Even though he was still calmly drinking coffee, he had actually contacted him privately to get a ticket for an overnight voyage out of Neon.

But Mikkelsen is Mikkelsen after all. He said he would prepare everything in two hours, and he really prepared everything Tanguy needed within the specified time.

High-standard protective equipment is essential. The price of buying dragon scale armor in Neon is much cheaper than buying it in the Federation.

The rest are conventional weapons and equipment, which are not a problem at all for those with connections. Mikkelsen has studied Tangji's fighting style in detail.

Tang Ji is a person who relies more on intuition than reason. His tactics are simple and direct, but the scary thing is that he thinks less and moves quickly.

Often before the enemy reacts, he has already achieved the mission goal by defeating him.

But this does not mean that Tanguy is not strong enough. On the contrary, the more Mikkelsen studies Tanguy, the more powerful he discovers.

Even without the bonus of being furious, Tang Ji is still one of the people who stands at the pinnacle of human individual strength. Mikkelsen spent a lot of effort to get Tang Ji's physical examination report from the Law Enforcement Bureau.

Since Tang Ji became a law enforcer, his physical fitness has been steadily improving, and this improvement has even surpassed the normal physiological curve.

He has never been sick, and his various physiological data do not seem to be exaggerated, but they have reached a completely consistent balance.

People who are stronger than him are definitely not as flexible as him, people who are faster than him are not as durable as him, and people who can outrun Tang Ji usually participate in professional competitions and will not appear on the streets of Night City.

Tang Ji's physical fitness has always been overshadowed by his fighting style. He is accustomed to an offensive style of trading injuries for injuries. This tendency became more obvious after the Red Sun incident.

In addition, Tang Ji is also a sharpshooter and an expert in small-scale combat, but these things are overshadowed by the identity of Fury.

Mikkelsen was shocked to find that with so many people available to him, he couldn't find anyone who could compare with Tang Ji.

This further strengthened Mikkelsen's determination to control Tang Ji and even Mr. Good Luck with the help of Wu Qianying.

With such a mood, Mikkelsen watched Tang Ji and his party leave the cake shop in disguised vehicles. He arranged two vehicles for them. There was no positioning and no tricks. He didn't want to end up doing nothing because of his unnecessary actions. Influence Tang Ji's plan.

If he really has a plan.

Next, Mikkelsen needs to consider when it is more appropriate for him to disappear. He has to wait for the right opportunity to reveal the location of the body warehouse to the Huangban Special Class.

They are old rivals, but on this front, their interests are relatively consistent.

Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao were in a car, and in the car behind them were Anthony, Mr. Good Luck, and Hiroyuki Sanada. He planned to drive around the Fukushima Industrial Zone where the body warehouse is located to give Wang Zhengdao It took a while to get familiar with the environment, and then the two of them rushed in and killed everyone inside.

The plan is simple and crude, but considering that it has been almost six hours since the time passed, the longer the delay, the greater the possibility of alerting the enemy. This is the fastest plan.

Wang Zhengdao looked disheveled, and the continuous trip to and from Federal Neon made him physically and mentally exhausted.

"Don't expect me to help much in a while, I'm almost exhausted." Wang Zhengdao drank instant coffee and kept puffing.

"I have paid." Tang Ji emphasized: "To complete the prophet's mission, we must clear out most of the body warehouses."

"Did the person who gave you the information tell you how many guards there are here?" Wang Zhengdao watched as both sides of the road gradually became deserted, and human industrial behavior brought irreversible pollution to the surrounding environment.

Of course, all the pollution combined is not as good as the nuclear leakage pollution that Fukushima City once experienced. The Neon government's negative and irresponsible response measures at that time completely lost public opinion, which indirectly led to the subsequent "return on treatment" private enterprise' movement.

Matsutomo Electric, the leading company in the Kansai region, indeed spent a lot of effort to manage Fukushima and eventually built it into a heavy industrial zone.

But as time went by, the story repeated by capital happened again.

Employees working in the Fukushima Industrial Zone are constantly being diagnosed with terminal illnesses, and the Geiger counters that engineers smuggled in are buzzing.

The "just" media leaked that the isolation layer used to fill the nuclear waste was proven to be ineffective, and Matsutomo Electric concealed this fact.

However, photos taken at the scene showed that the damaged surface of the isolation layer was a regular cylindrical opening that was deliberately penetrated.

Someone deliberately damaged the isolation layer, but the problem encountered by Songyou Electricians was that the cross-section showed that the isolation layer they poured was less than one-third of the specified thickness.

For a time, Songyou Electrician accused Huangban Group of maliciously destroying the isolation layer and treating the safety of people's lives as nothing. When Huangban rebuked the other party for being unreasonable, he also pointed out that Songyou Electrician was obsessed with profits and cut corners.

The lawsuit between the two parties lasted for more than 20 years, and until the last victim died in the hospital, no one received a penny in compensation.

Matsutomo Electric is still the largest company in Kansai, but the Fukushima Industrial Zone was abandoned. They hastily repaired the isolation layer and treated this area as a garbage dump.

Some businessmen looking for cheap will take the risk to build warehouses here, but they will never let any information related to Fukushima be displayed on their products.

The player's body warehouse is in this area. Tang Ji parked the car on the side of the mountain. The factory where the body warehouse is hidden is three kilometers in front of them.

"Can you jump over?" Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao looked at the dilapidated factory building in the distance. The once orange outer wall was now dim.

This area was once densely populated with factories, but now only empty factory buildings remain, with no street lights or vehicles on the roads.

Locals rarely enter the Fukushima area, but occasionally trucks of scavengers rumble by, collecting all the metal products they can take away.

"Of course it can, but I don't know the internal structure. Judging from the situation, they must have rebuilt the inner city inside the factory. Jumping directly in will easily get stuck." Wang Zhengdao pointed to an old truck that was running: "We can jump first Get there and follow the truck around to get a closer look."

"Jumping on a moving target?" Tang Ji frowned. The open trunk of the truck was filled with scrap steel bars: "Are you sure?"

"Stop talking nonsense and let's go!" After Wang Zhengdao finished speaking, he put his hand on Tang Ji's shoulder, and the two of them disappeared out of thin air.

PS: It’s still a little late