The Monster I Was Redeemed

"Not only the Countermeasures Bureau is looking for you, but also the group of people affiliated with the Apostles who smashed your bar before. They are very likely to silence you."

Ai Liang focused on the apostles meeting. Compared with the Countermeasures Bureau seeking information from Mu Si for various purposes, the apostles meeting was much simpler. They just wanted to silence the insider, Mu Si.

That day, the masked man and the others were there for the purpose of keeping their mouths shut. Who knew that Mu Si, the thief, would hide after handing the things over to Ai Liang, and he was not at the bar at all.

"Strategy Bureau? Apostles?"

Mu Si's attention was obviously not on his own safety. After hearing these two new terms, the intelligence dealer and the miser activated their instincts and quickly picked up a small notebook to write down these two special names.

"The name of the secret department of the Asian Federation... You can sell this information if you are not afraid of death, but people from the Countermeasures Bureau and the Apostles came to you. At that time, no one could save you."

Ai Liang reached out and grabbed the small notebook, then picked up the lighter on the desk and burned the torn note to ashes.

"Of course I know. It's obviously a secret department. It would be strange if I advertised it all over the place without being called."

Moose shoved the small book back into his arms and said with a smile: "But this information plus the upper limit purchase, as long as it is sold in a secret place, there should be no problem."

Ai Liang rolled his eyes at him.

"What is the Apostolic Society?"

Moss asked curiously.

"An extremist organization that is jointly wanted by the four major political systems, and 90% of its members are anti-social and anti-human perverts. It is an extremist organization that has made big news around the world and has survived so far. Do you understand?"

Watching this master Ai Liang, who wants money and death, introduced the danger and huge power of the Apostolic Society in the most intuitive way.

Explaining the danger of the Apostolic Society in a general way, how powerful it is, and no matter how much he says, he will only record it as tradable information, it is better not to say it.

It is much easier for him to understand with a comparison.

Sure enough, Moose's smile gradually stiffened after hearing this.

"The sponsor of the Maoyan Gang was just one of their peripheral members."

Ai Liang added another sentence.

After listening to the situation, Moose lay down on the chair, looked at the ceiling and said, "So this time I have to give up everything in Nevada and start anew incognito?"

"I'm here to tell you about this." Ai Liang said: "The main purpose of the Countermeasures Bureau and the Apostles Council is me. After you disappear, I will find a chance to show up, and they will most likely release it. past your little character."

"Working hard for more than ten years to return to before liberation..."

Moose obviously couldn't let go of the foundation he laid down, but he had to make sacrifices in order to survive.

"So who are you, and where did you learn so much? Ten years have passed, and your face hasn't aged at all. Could it be that you are really a super soldier who ran out of a laboratory in the Asian Union Bar?"

Moose got up from the office chair and put his hands on the table and asked: "The Countermeasure Bureau asked you to tie your important test item back to study? Did the apostles come to recruit you?"

Ai Liang put on the mask again: "If a blind cat meets a dead mouse and makes up the truth, do you think there is still a chance to sit here now?"

Moose's guess is also one of the versions in the Hermit's Tales.

"That's true...but I'm still curious how you know these things. Could it be that you used to be a member of that Apostolic Society?"

These speculations of Mu Si are not aimless, after all, ten years ago, he was like a ghost that appeared out of thin air and suddenly broke into the black area.

Like the apostles who suddenly appeared this time, no one knows his origins.

"You want to know?"

Ai Liang looked at Mo Si calmly.

"Um...no...don't want to..."

Mu Si squeezed out a pleasing smile against those indifferent eyes.

After all that was said, Ai Liang pondered for a while and asked, "How do you plan to arrange that mother and son?"

When Moose left, the woman with uremia also lost her financial resources. He wanted to see how Moose planned to deal with the mother and son who had been together for nearly eight years.

"They? Let me think about it... transfer the woman to the hospital's hospice, and leave a tuition fee for the child."

Moose quickly gave the answer, and it seemed that he had already figured out the future for the mother and son.

"That woman's ability to last is the limit. I chose to pretend to be her husband because she didn't have a few months to live. Who knew that she would last for seven or eight years, the cost of dialysis treatment, and her son. They have spent more than one million yuan on their mother and son over the years, so I’m almost at a loss, okay?”

Moose thought of the expenses over the years, and clutched his chest with a face like a myocardial infarction.

When he said this, there was no sympathy or unbearable expression on his face, and his expression was extremely indifferent. As an intelligence dealer in the black zone, he has seen many tragedies in the world.

"Her son is an adult, and the only concern in this world is gone. Even if his physical condition is alive and suffering, it's better to give up the treatment. This way, it can save me some money."

"How much are you going to keep?" Ai Liang walked to the door and asked Mu Si with his back to him.

"Well...they have done a good job in covering up these years. Let's leave 200,000 yuan as tuition for the child. After all, that little brat is very sensible and pleasing to the eye."

After listening to Ai Liang, she put on her hood and left.

According to his understanding, the child's excellent grades don't cost much on tuition.

......

Two weeks later.

Admission notices from major schools have been issued.

The scores they estimated at the time were not much different from the actual scores, and several of them entered the experimental middle school as they wished.

Today is the day when the students go to school to get their notices. Yue Qihua and others have agreed to play for a whole day.

The weather is a bit sultry. I heard that there may be heavy rains in the near future, but the rain can't dampen everyone's excitement.

At eight in the morning, the milk tea shop near the school.

"Student Xiao Ai is here." Ma Yu raised his hand and shouted towards the door.

Ai Liang heard that she was walking towards Ma Yu with a travel bag on her back.

When Ai Liang came over, Ma Yu stood up and planned to make room for him to go in and out, but as soon as he got up, his feet were kicked from unknown sources under the table.

"...Ah, Xiao Ai, you'd better leave your bag with me and sit across from it."

Ma Yu pointed to the travel bag behind Ai Liang and said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Xingyue squeezed Yue Qihua inside and quickly made room for her.

Ai Liang did not sit down, but stood on the edge of the table and asked, "Aren't you going to get the notice first?"

"It's still early. If the class leader is in the past, I will definitely let me, the class leader, exert the last remaining enthusiasm. Today, I have to help the people in the class find notices and fill in the registration information on his behalf."

Yue Qihua rolled her eyes and took a sip of lemonade, wondering if it was because she was squeezed by Yang Xingyue or because she was dissatisfied with the head teacher.

"So we plan to go to the office before the school closes, and have a good time during the day. Even if we miss the time to get the notice, it won't be too late to get it tomorrow." Yang Xingyue added timely.

After hearing this, Ai Liang agreed with this idea very much, and then he said, "I have received my notice."