Latent Syndrome

Chapter 17 17. Official Agent

Three days have passed since SCT failed in its action on the stock exchange.

Los Angeles metropolitan area, St. George area.

night.

The lights are feasting and the flashing neon lights are dazzling.

In a pub closest to the police station, Gray interviews the duo of Colin and Eugene.

The antique bricks and old furnishings make this pub look rough. Because there is a football match today, all the customers can discuss the game together. The business is quite good, there is a lot of people, and the seats are full.

The three of them were sitting in the corner of the tavern, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.

Eugene was only wearing a gray tank top and hot pants, which was slightly revealing and attracted the attention of many customers. A band-aid was applied to the gunshot wound on his shoulder.

Because the vitality and recovery power of latent syndrome patients are quite abnormal, Eugene mainly did not want to leave scars, so he took protective measures.

Although Colin, whose tarot cards suggest "the devil", looks haggard, this is caused by his bad living habits. The injury he suffered that day completely recovered after sleeping, and now he has no problem in free-handed rock climbing.

Although Eugene also smokes, he shouldn't be too arrogant in front of Gray. Everything related to Gray must be quite formal. This is a serious woman who is serious and strict like a robot.

Gray's attire has never changed. She is always ready for battle, with a jacket, tactical boots, and clothing that is easy for combat.

Eugene kicked Colin to tell him not to be too presumptuous, because Colin kept smoking there and didn't buy Gray's account at all.

Colin hated this woman very much. He had not died at the hands of SCT as many times as he had died at the hands of this woman. She also used extremely despicable means to install a locator on herself.

When the waiter comes to take your order.

Gray still ordered bourbon, but Eugene didn't like drinking much, so he chose the same one as Gray.

Finally, the waiter looked at Colin with an intriguing look.

Hold……

Colin took a long puff of cigarette and cursed secretly. If he had just ordered some ordinary spirits, he would still be looked down upon by these people. It was only because the two women were too cruel.

In fact, no one cares about what Colin wants. Even if he wants to drink soy milk or juice-type children's drinks, no one will have any idea.

"Dragon... agave, yes, agave, and some salt and lemon slices."

Colin shook his legs and said in an extremely pretentious manner.

Both Eugene and the waiter felt that Colin was indeed more masculine at this moment.

Because in the eyes of the people of Los Angeles, cocktails are something only sissies drink. Tough guys never do this, especially in such a low-cost bar. This kind of atmosphere is even better. Adding some ice is normal, even if you drink some. Energy drinks are also ridiculed.

This means that Colin will drink pure agave later, and he will use the most traditional and wild drinking method, pour salt on the tiger's mouth, take a quick lick, drink the agave in one gulp, and then bite A slice of lemon for a great flavor.

The waiter made a note and left.

"How did you dispose of Cohen's body?"

Colin asked Gray.

He had been a little uneasy the past two days. It was okay to kill the crazy scumbag SCT, but he knew Cohen's past, and he personally buried him, pushed him into a desperate situation, and committed suicide.

Cohen's desperate face even appeared in Colin's dream once, waking him up.

"He fell from such a high place and turned into a puddle of mud. It has no research value. Besides, the Countermeasures Bureau has no shortage of samples. He has been cremated and stayed with other unclaimed urns."

Gray guessed what Colin was thinking. After all, more than half a month ago, he was just a stockbroker.

There is currently a turbulent undercurrent, and the dark forces headed by SCT are ready to move. Now it is just a tentative confrontation. Time is running out, and Lei does not have much time to talk nonsense.

"I'm looking for you this time because I have something more important to say."

"You have proven yourself and made a significant contribution in this attack, preventing the situation from deteriorating further and causing public panic. I now officially announce that you have become official agents of the 11th Section of the Countermeasures Bureau."

"Here are your new certificates, as well as the Medal of Honor for Valor awarded to you by the summit."

Gray took out the certificate from the silver suitcase and placed it on the table, adding: "You will no longer have restrictions on the scope of your activities, and you will also have further permissions from the official system."

This put a lot of pressure on Eugene, and he became an official agent, and he was afraid that he would not be able to fish in the future.

As for the silver medal, she couldn't put it down. It was indeed a rare thing. In the past, it would be given to sergeants who made significant contributions during the war. It was estimated that it could be sold for a lot of money.

"Formal agent? What if I refuse?"

Colin didn't accept the document like Eugene. He just let it sit there without even looking at it.

"You may not know what it means to be an official agent."

"You must already know that abyssal disease is not a blessing, but a curse. The deeper you sink, the closer you are to death."

"The Countermeasures Bureau can provide you with professional advice and priceless equipment support, which can prevent you from losing control and death to a certain extent."

"The most important thing is not to reject the option."

Gray's inhumane tone made Colin's eyelids twitch.

At this moment, the drinks ordered by several people have arrived.

Gray checked the time with her watch and drank the whiskey in the glass.

"Please forgive me for not having a celebration party. The situation in other regions is not optimistic, and members are dying one after another."

"After you rest for two days, report to the headquarters of Section 11. I will have someone send you the location at that time."

Gray stood up and prepared to leave, adding one last sentence.

"Sometimes... fighting against SCT is not just a confrontation of strength, but also a... confrontation of faith and will."

"Becoming a formal agent means that the Countermeasures Bureau will not give up on everyone easily."

After finishing speaking, Gray packed his suitcase, strode away, and opened the door of the tavern.

Gray was now defenseless. Colin slowly pressed his hand to the holster of his gun and prepared to draw the gun and shoot him. However, he hesitated until he was interrupted by a sentence. Gray had completely melted into the night.

"She feels really reliable, doesn't she?"

Eugene couldn't help but think that when Gray was an enemy, he would feel a strong sense of oppression, but once he fought for the same goal, he would feel extremely safe.

"Who knows if she is trying to trick people." Colin looked disdainful and lit another cigarette, "Have you forgotten what you said before? She only wants us to kill each other by letting people like us into the countermeasures bureau. "

"The bonus seems to have arrived..."

Eugene exclaimed when he saw the notification on his phone.

Colin choked on the smoke and coughed.

He looked at his mobile phone, and it was indeed like this. There was 50,000 alliance coins from Alliance Savings Bank.

"Do you have two days of rest? What are you going to do?"

Eugene feels that hanging around every day is meaningless, and Colin is a good companion.

"First I sold my LDK apartment. That house is unlucky. Now I can leave the city. I want to go back to the suburbs and have a look. The house left there has been unoccupied for more than a year. I guess there are several kilograms of dust in it. ”

Colin looked at the tequila in front of him and hesitated.

Eugene waited with longing eyes for his performance.

I saw Colin pouring salt, drinking wine and biting lemon slices in one breath. He felt a little dizzy and let out a long breath.

"See you the day after tomorrow, uncle."

Eugene stopped talking nonsense and left directly, planning to let Colin pay the bill. Besides, Colin had been using her car for a week, which made her extremely unhappy. She spent thousands on gas for running here and there.

Colin rubbed his eyebrows, and Cohen's face before his death reappeared in his mind.

[This is a kind of domestication, an invisible domestication. 】

[All of this, everything, is a conspiracy. 】

It made his head hurt like the devil's whisper.

"Hold."

He directly ordered a bottle of tequila and a large glass with ice, preparing to get drunk.