I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

"This situation... it's really messy." Nan Ling sighed after glancing at the length of the document.

A reward is offered...

The congressman who was blackmailed obviously has a lot of power on the 'side', and he is a big chaebol with a lot of money.

In this way, the bounty he posted will be followed by many people—it makes sense.

After all, this number...well, it's still very exciting. After completing this order, it is estimated that the rest of my life will not require much effort.

"A reward...any information related to the black-clothed organization." Nan Ling read it, and then laughed sarcastically, "Now that gentleman must be devastated."

One of the purposes of the organization is covert action. Now this time, it is estimated that the entire underground world can know the name of the organization.

Well, even knowing only the name is useless.

What's more, 'Black Organization' doesn't seem to be the name of the organization.

Eh, speaking of which, Nan Ling never knew the official name of the organization.

Anyway, he always called it a winery.

Ah... it wouldn't really be called a winery, would it?

"You should still care about yourself." Mello said aside, "No matter what the gentleman thinks, it's us who do things, right?"

"Bounty hunter -- codename Qiu Ren." Nan Ling looked down at the information, "This person is the one who stole the organization's information in the first place? He is very capable."

"He's already dead." Melo replied, "I was originally in charge of chasing him, but when I arrived... it wasn't under the hands of our people."

"Well..." Nan Ling nodded, "'After his mysterious death, his two assistants, Bailing and Vanilla, disappeared. No one saw them leave.'"

Oh, it feels a little dramatic.

"Why is there so much nonsense in this report?" Mello was obviously seeing this for the first time, "Can Maraschino write a report like a novel?"

"That person is just babbling." Antoine looked like he wanted to vomit.

"Lark is also dead. I guess it was Vanilla's hand." Mello said impatiently, "Why is Maraschino still in suspense here?"

Nan Ling flipped back and found such a line.

"'After a disagreement unknown to outsiders, Vanilla mysteriously disappeared, and Lark's body was found in...' Oh, the writing is not bad, I think he must be quite suitable for writing novels. "

Nan Ling commented with relish.

"The maraschino guy..." Mello was already full of murderous intent now.

"Why, do you have a bad impression of him?" Nan Ling looked towards the opposite side with a bit of doubt.

Melo doesn't seem to be such an emotional person.

"That fool is my ex-boyfriend." Melo said with a cold face.

Ah, then it's not surprising.

Antoine also made a meaningful "Oh—"

"...But in the end, I didn't say where the information went?" Nan Ling read the information again.

"Of course." Melo has returned to her normal state, and he chuckled softly, "If we already know where the information is, why do we need to take action?"

"I don't know what you usually do-" Nan Ling stretched his voice, "But I'm not good at collecting intelligence. I usually throw this kind of thing directly to the intelligence team."

"They can't get away." Melo said softly, "As you can see, the current situation is very complicated. Although it seems to be quiet for the time being, it will detonate as soon as there is any disturbance. In addition, there are members of the Congress. side thing..."

Mello smiled meaningfully when he said this, "Oh, with such a serious information leak, they still have to check themselves, don't they?"

"I know that." Nan Ling waved his hand.

The general situation is already clear.

First of all, there are probably three forces currently chasing this information.

One is to organize yourself. And their purpose is also very clear, that is to destroy the information, and everyone who has seen this information.

The second is the unlucky congressman. No matter who gets this information, he can't wait to pay.

As for third parties...

Such a rare high reward naturally makes many people feel ready to move.

There is only one piece of information, and only one piece of money. But there is not only one person who wants money...

As the saying goes, people die for wealth, birds die for food... huh.

There must be a group of people who feel that they can soar to the sky just like that, and they won't have to worry about eating and drinking from now on.

That piece of information hasn't fallen into the hands of the Senators until now, probably because of the competition among the bounty hunters.

"Where's the congressman?" Nan Ling still wanted to confirm the situation there.

"Everything he has appeared in, or around the mansion that belongs to his name, is full of bounty hunters." Melo looked at his delicate nails and smiled, "In this case, probably not Someone can secretly give that congressman information... and he can't protect himself."

"Gin Jiu went to clean up?" Nan Ling asked while looking at the information.

"Yes." Melo replied, with a rare trace of sincere worry in his eyes, "To clean up people under the eyes of so many people, it can't attract too much attention..."

"No way, logically it's his fault~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Nan Ling said casually, "It's good that the gentleman didn't trouble him. "

Mello didn't answer, but instead let out a light snort nonchalantly.

"So?" Nan Ling finally raised his head from the document, "You are the commander of this operation, what advice do you have?"

In response to Nan Ling's tone with a gun and a stick, Mello calmly spread his hands, "Before this... you weren't curious about the content of this information?"

The content of the information?

Nan Ling's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Are you testing me?" He patted Antoine on the shoulder, "Or you don't know the rules?"

Antoine immediately understood what Nan Ling meant, "The action team is not allowed to inquire about the work of the intelligence team without authorization."

"Have you seen it, even Kirsch knows it." Nan Ling spread his hands, ignoring the aggrieved eyes of Antoine, who was despised for his IQ, "You don't want me to teach you the rules, right?"

"Don't be so suspicious—"

"—I'm still called suspicious?" Nan Ling raised his eyebrows, "Have you ever had a mission with Qin Jiu?"

Compared to Nan Ling's own salted fish attitude, it is obvious that a guy like gin is worthy of being described as "suspicious".

"Forget it." Nan Ling said again without waiting for Melo to speak, "I'm not interested in what you have in mind, hurry up and make arrangements, or I'll act alone."

"Haha... OK." Melo smiled with a good temper, "Since it's about bounty, it's natural to go to the place where bounty hunters gather."

"Ah..." Nan Ling probably understood what Mello was talking about.

Mello smiled mysteriously.

"In order to complete the mission of the organization, I think we must not go to 'hell' for a visit."