After getting a thick stack of intelligence provided by Eugene, I asked intelligence officer Xiao Feng to organize it on the wall, and the organizational context of the New Empire Movement was clearly unfolded.
Team leader, I suggest starting with this guy named Sergei. He is the finance of the entire New Empire movement and will definitely be able to reveal a lot of black information.Intelligenceman Xiao Xu knocked on the whiteboard with a pen.
We are not here to help Novosibirsk fight against organized crime and eliminate evil, so we don’t have to waste time.I was in a daze as I looked at a dinner invitation posted on the side of the organization network.
But he can find the profit transfer Ah, can we lock in who their umbrella is?Xiao Xu hurriedly explained.
I nodded, but I had already concluded that I was so proud that it was unlikely to make money by putting my head on my belt. From a motivational analysis, it was probably ideology or political interests.
You are right. Follow your ideas and quickly deploy the monitoring. The personnel can be taken from Captain Wang, and they can perform this kind of task.I don’t want to give up on this possibility, anyway, I’m idle now.
After sorting out the information, it was dark. I closed the door. I was embedded in the sofa, and my mind was still thinking about the motive of the umbrella. A politician from the left-wing labor troop country, got up step by step. If he was an extreme right nationalist, he would have been an evil ghost who had entered the temple and listened to the Diamond Sutra for decades.
Russia wants to make a long-term layout from the founding of the Workers' Union and the State, and this possibility is almost zero.
If it is for political interests, now that foreign enemies are in front of the country, the whole troop troupe is in a solid state, and any internal struggle is not as great as external conflicts. It is impossible to stumbling the current secretary of the troupe in charge and organize a large group of accomplices.
Boy Bi came to the front of me with coffee and quietly put the quilt in front of me, holding the tray and not daring to disturb me.
Ruoru, assign tasks to you, and help me check if the people from the Supreme Committee have any backgrounds in the civilian team?Pro-Russian remarks?Panslavic?These are all open source information, whether it is online or reading old newspapers.I took a sip of coffee and took Zibi's little hand to let her sit down.
Ruoruo held up gold-slide glasses opposite me, no need, I have done my homework a long time ago, the answer is no.
Haven't since when those guys went to college?My pick-up caused Ruoru to roll his eyes.
No.Ruoruo snatched the coffee in my hand and started drinking it.
What a strange thing, what a strange thing... Can these monsters and ghosts be so deep, so can they have a very deep root?I closed my eyes and caressed Xiao Zibi's little head like a cat.
Maybe it was later corrupted?Ruoru asked.
I continued to think, and Zibi asked in a low voice, why did my brother say that demons and ghosts are so deep?It is also great to train Zibi from a thug to a qualified intelligence officer, and I will teach you personally.
I was about to explain, but Ruoruo grabbed the topic.
Because before the war started, someone deliberately leaked the combat mobile defense plan of the Black Army on the Southern Front. In fact, the main reason for the Russian army on the Southern Front's initial results was to understand this in advance, and it was not a rumored bribery of officials.
Sure enough, I did my homework.I gave a thumbs up, got up and walked to the whiteboard, and pulled off the dinner invitation letter I had been staring at. The Cyrillic letters on it spelled the name of a foundation, which was a charity dinner.
The news said that the dinner was very grand, and many entrepreneurs and art troupe celebrities from the troupe country would attend.Ruoru reminded that including the head of the militia who has now washed away the landing of the New Empire Movement, the guy named Rodion Ivanov Ivanovic.I am cautious in my style and must be fully prepared before starting, but this opportunity happened to be tonight. After hesitating and weighing the pros and cons, I decided to go to the banquet with a disguised identity. After all, I couldn't find any risks.
Have you brought the evening dress?I looked at Ruoruo up and down. She was 1.57 meters tall. Even if she wore ten centimeter high heels, she was still a dependent person. If she didn't wear a evening dress, she would be stopped by a minor before entering the door.
Of course I brought it.Ruoru's eyes shined.
With my approval, Ruoru called three intelligence officers. They quickly operated the bionic skin 3D printer, tailored two human skin masks for me and Ruoru, and used a laser printer to forge two fake passports for us. There was plenty of time. Through the KT Vision Foundation, I got two more invitation letters.
Back in the master room on the third floor, Ruoru and I changed our clothes and looked at it again. Ruoru had already put on a black and cozy evening dress, with his upper body, a lace neck with a high-necked neck, a strapless design, and a satin-like black yarn. He held up the two plump breasts on his chest, and the thin texture of the yarn was embellished with fine gold chains. There was also an S-shaped transparent gauze net on the lower abdomen of the huge breasts. The exquisite and sexy belly button and flat soft waist were hazy.
The lower body is a one-piece single-sided slit skirt. The black stockings on a straight and round legs are shining with diamonds. A pair of open-toed high heels under her feet show off her elegant and graceful little feet. The scarlet nail polish looks like a gem in the haze of the black stockings. The golden silk straps wrap around the slender calves, making the black stockings look more sexy.
Ruoru stepped forward proudly and sorted out the bow for me.
it's beautiful.
How beautiful is it?Ruoru asked, his blue eyes were full of affection.
I pulled the tender gloves in the black silk gloves and turned the little fairy with walts, and the black kunbao, which was slapped on the shoulders, fell to the ground, and the things inside were scattered all over the ground.
I looked down and found an Okamoto 001 in full packaging, so I teased with a wicked smile, so beautiful, I want to use that 001 now.If Xiaojun was discovered, she would definitely be hesitant and embarrassed, while Catherine must have blushed and fled from the scene, but Ruoruo was different. She faced her desires and was frankly mature. The fifteen-year-old girl had the coolness of a glass of water like a mature woman in her forty-year-old fascinated me.
What to use for?Blowing balloon Ah?Ruoru's big eyes flashed, black gold-edged diamond-shaped earrings swayed, and he playedfully cushioned his toes and pinched my nose.
How do you know?I smiled sweetly, grabbed the condom and wanted to tear it apart. My brother likes to blow balloons the most. Okamoto is of good quality and can blow so big. I will show you.Ruoru burst into laughter, his pink fist hit my chest, and I hugged her waist and flirted and then went downstairs.
Eugene said that the half-hour delivery service was not a boast. A Bentley was driven back by Captain Wang from the city far away from the safe house.
During this operation, I brought two intelligence officers to provide technical support. They were responsible for hacking into the signal base stations around the dinner, intercepting all mobile phone calls and data transmissions in the venue, and five special operations operators were responsible for alerting them. Xiao Zibi wore his night clothes and responded to the outside.
Ruoruze and I put on makeup and entered the venue, approaching Luo Jiweng, and following the clues through human or technical information.
The KT Group Vision Foundation became the painted skin to cover us. The Bentley drove into the cadre sanatorium and along the snowy hillside highway, we arrived at the venue for the dinner, a large Soviet-era building that gave gifts on the top of a hill.
Ruoruo held my hand and walked on the red carpet. The blue spotlights soaring into the sky illuminated the building with space design in front of us. It looked like a concrete rocket launch base. The lines of the building were tough and without any decoration. Just looking at it, its appearance looked like a monument.
I showed off the little ink in my belly and explained the futuristic architecture of the Soviet era to Ruoruo. She wore a human skin mask on her face, which made her look like a petite young woman with less perfect aura in her facial features, but she still spoke as a girl. Fortunately, her breasts with real big breasts could hide the truth.
I showed the invitation letter to the doorman at the door. We entered the venue smoothly. The heating that came over me made me stretch my whole body. The waiter enthusiastically took away our coats. The magnificent interior was an auditorium for gatherings. Looking around a circle of decently dressed men and women holding champagne glasses in their hands to meet in a small group to talk.
Mozart's solo music in front of the double piano in D major was melodious, and we casually found a kind-hearted old couple to chat.
The Netherlands is a beautiful place and I always want to see tulips and windmills.After exchanging business cards, I spoke about the scene without nutrition, searching for the target in the crowd with my eyes.
Yes, next time I go to Amsterdam, I can visit my house.The old man smiled. Siberia is also a beautiful place, but we are not the time to come. Mr. Wu, as you see, will this war end next year?Your KT must have interrupted its business dealings with Russia.
It's hard to say, do you know what this war is called in Russia?I glanced around and gathered guests who wanted to curry favor with the old man in three or three. I saw carefully that his buttons and collars had the golden lion family emblem symbolizing the Dutch royal family.
oh?What do they call this war?The old man's wife asked curiously.
It is called the country bumpkin war, or the old man war.I talked in English. Russia's population urbanization rate is very high. According to my observation, 80% of the grassroots officers and soldiers in the Russian army are ethnic minorities from remote areas. Compared with the Russians in cities, they still sing and dance to peace. People did not care about this war at all. As a propaganda machine, TV stations can only attract the elderly to support the war, but they cannot go to the front line.The old man nodded thoughtfully. Your point of view is very interesting, that is, in this war discourse space, there are two disjoint binary separations, and Russia relies on this to continue the war.
Russia is an oligarchy, and the political power of young people is all oppositional politics. Only when the cake is truly shaken into the mouth of people with the right to speak can this war be over.I guess the old man’s true identity.
What about the military victory through the Siberian Federation?I was interrupted by a man with a mustache and strong Russian accent, who had a serious expression and disagreed with my point of view.
I really want to refute the professional knowledge of military indicators, but it may be missed thoroughly, so I don’t understand this.
Your expectation of the enemy's internal collapse is too pessimistic.The mustached man smiled and shook his head.
By chance, I can barely be an expert in this regard.
Suddenly I heard a familiar voice, London-like, lazy and elegant, and every pronunciation was like a beautiful flower-like character.
Ruoru and I were so shocked that we widened our eyes. When we turned around, we saw a beautiful blonde woman standing behind us.
Team leader, I suggest starting with this guy named Sergei. He is the finance of the entire New Empire movement and will definitely be able to reveal a lot of black information.Intelligenceman Xiao Xu knocked on the whiteboard with a pen.
We are not here to help Novosibirsk fight against organized crime and eliminate evil, so we don’t have to waste time.I was in a daze as I looked at a dinner invitation posted on the side of the organization network.
But he can find the profit transfer Ah, can we lock in who their umbrella is?Xiao Xu hurriedly explained.
I nodded, but I had already concluded that I was so proud that it was unlikely to make money by putting my head on my belt. From a motivational analysis, it was probably ideology or political interests.
You are right. Follow your ideas and quickly deploy the monitoring. The personnel can be taken from Captain Wang, and they can perform this kind of task.I don’t want to give up on this possibility, anyway, I’m idle now.
After sorting out the information, it was dark. I closed the door. I was embedded in the sofa, and my mind was still thinking about the motive of the umbrella. A politician from the left-wing labor troop country, got up step by step. If he was an extreme right nationalist, he would have been an evil ghost who had entered the temple and listened to the Diamond Sutra for decades.
Russia wants to make a long-term layout from the founding of the Workers' Union and the State, and this possibility is almost zero.
If it is for political interests, now that foreign enemies are in front of the country, the whole troop troupe is in a solid state, and any internal struggle is not as great as external conflicts. It is impossible to stumbling the current secretary of the troupe in charge and organize a large group of accomplices.
Boy Bi came to the front of me with coffee and quietly put the quilt in front of me, holding the tray and not daring to disturb me.
Ruoru, assign tasks to you, and help me check if the people from the Supreme Committee have any backgrounds in the civilian team?Pro-Russian remarks?Panslavic?These are all open source information, whether it is online or reading old newspapers.I took a sip of coffee and took Zibi's little hand to let her sit down.
Ruoruo held up gold-slide glasses opposite me, no need, I have done my homework a long time ago, the answer is no.
Haven't since when those guys went to college?My pick-up caused Ruoru to roll his eyes.
No.Ruoruo snatched the coffee in my hand and started drinking it.
What a strange thing, what a strange thing... Can these monsters and ghosts be so deep, so can they have a very deep root?I closed my eyes and caressed Xiao Zibi's little head like a cat.
Maybe it was later corrupted?Ruoru asked.
I continued to think, and Zibi asked in a low voice, why did my brother say that demons and ghosts are so deep?It is also great to train Zibi from a thug to a qualified intelligence officer, and I will teach you personally.
I was about to explain, but Ruoruo grabbed the topic.
Because before the war started, someone deliberately leaked the combat mobile defense plan of the Black Army on the Southern Front. In fact, the main reason for the Russian army on the Southern Front's initial results was to understand this in advance, and it was not a rumored bribery of officials.
Sure enough, I did my homework.I gave a thumbs up, got up and walked to the whiteboard, and pulled off the dinner invitation letter I had been staring at. The Cyrillic letters on it spelled the name of a foundation, which was a charity dinner.
The news said that the dinner was very grand, and many entrepreneurs and art troupe celebrities from the troupe country would attend.Ruoru reminded that including the head of the militia who has now washed away the landing of the New Empire Movement, the guy named Rodion Ivanov Ivanovic.I am cautious in my style and must be fully prepared before starting, but this opportunity happened to be tonight. After hesitating and weighing the pros and cons, I decided to go to the banquet with a disguised identity. After all, I couldn't find any risks.
Have you brought the evening dress?I looked at Ruoruo up and down. She was 1.57 meters tall. Even if she wore ten centimeter high heels, she was still a dependent person. If she didn't wear a evening dress, she would be stopped by a minor before entering the door.
Of course I brought it.Ruoru's eyes shined.
With my approval, Ruoru called three intelligence officers. They quickly operated the bionic skin 3D printer, tailored two human skin masks for me and Ruoru, and used a laser printer to forge two fake passports for us. There was plenty of time. Through the KT Vision Foundation, I got two more invitation letters.
Back in the master room on the third floor, Ruoru and I changed our clothes and looked at it again. Ruoru had already put on a black and cozy evening dress, with his upper body, a lace neck with a high-necked neck, a strapless design, and a satin-like black yarn. He held up the two plump breasts on his chest, and the thin texture of the yarn was embellished with fine gold chains. There was also an S-shaped transparent gauze net on the lower abdomen of the huge breasts. The exquisite and sexy belly button and flat soft waist were hazy.
The lower body is a one-piece single-sided slit skirt. The black stockings on a straight and round legs are shining with diamonds. A pair of open-toed high heels under her feet show off her elegant and graceful little feet. The scarlet nail polish looks like a gem in the haze of the black stockings. The golden silk straps wrap around the slender calves, making the black stockings look more sexy.
Ruoru stepped forward proudly and sorted out the bow for me.
it's beautiful.
How beautiful is it?Ruoru asked, his blue eyes were full of affection.
I pulled the tender gloves in the black silk gloves and turned the little fairy with walts, and the black kunbao, which was slapped on the shoulders, fell to the ground, and the things inside were scattered all over the ground.
I looked down and found an Okamoto 001 in full packaging, so I teased with a wicked smile, so beautiful, I want to use that 001 now.If Xiaojun was discovered, she would definitely be hesitant and embarrassed, while Catherine must have blushed and fled from the scene, but Ruoruo was different. She faced her desires and was frankly mature. The fifteen-year-old girl had the coolness of a glass of water like a mature woman in her forty-year-old fascinated me.
What to use for?Blowing balloon Ah?Ruoru's big eyes flashed, black gold-edged diamond-shaped earrings swayed, and he playedfully cushioned his toes and pinched my nose.
How do you know?I smiled sweetly, grabbed the condom and wanted to tear it apart. My brother likes to blow balloons the most. Okamoto is of good quality and can blow so big. I will show you.Ruoru burst into laughter, his pink fist hit my chest, and I hugged her waist and flirted and then went downstairs.
Eugene said that the half-hour delivery service was not a boast. A Bentley was driven back by Captain Wang from the city far away from the safe house.
During this operation, I brought two intelligence officers to provide technical support. They were responsible for hacking into the signal base stations around the dinner, intercepting all mobile phone calls and data transmissions in the venue, and five special operations operators were responsible for alerting them. Xiao Zibi wore his night clothes and responded to the outside.
Ruoruze and I put on makeup and entered the venue, approaching Luo Jiweng, and following the clues through human or technical information.
The KT Group Vision Foundation became the painted skin to cover us. The Bentley drove into the cadre sanatorium and along the snowy hillside highway, we arrived at the venue for the dinner, a large Soviet-era building that gave gifts on the top of a hill.
Ruoruo held my hand and walked on the red carpet. The blue spotlights soaring into the sky illuminated the building with space design in front of us. It looked like a concrete rocket launch base. The lines of the building were tough and without any decoration. Just looking at it, its appearance looked like a monument.
I showed off the little ink in my belly and explained the futuristic architecture of the Soviet era to Ruoruo. She wore a human skin mask on her face, which made her look like a petite young woman with less perfect aura in her facial features, but she still spoke as a girl. Fortunately, her breasts with real big breasts could hide the truth.
I showed the invitation letter to the doorman at the door. We entered the venue smoothly. The heating that came over me made me stretch my whole body. The waiter enthusiastically took away our coats. The magnificent interior was an auditorium for gatherings. Looking around a circle of decently dressed men and women holding champagne glasses in their hands to meet in a small group to talk.
Mozart's solo music in front of the double piano in D major was melodious, and we casually found a kind-hearted old couple to chat.
The Netherlands is a beautiful place and I always want to see tulips and windmills.After exchanging business cards, I spoke about the scene without nutrition, searching for the target in the crowd with my eyes.
Yes, next time I go to Amsterdam, I can visit my house.The old man smiled. Siberia is also a beautiful place, but we are not the time to come. Mr. Wu, as you see, will this war end next year?Your KT must have interrupted its business dealings with Russia.
It's hard to say, do you know what this war is called in Russia?I glanced around and gathered guests who wanted to curry favor with the old man in three or three. I saw carefully that his buttons and collars had the golden lion family emblem symbolizing the Dutch royal family.
oh?What do they call this war?The old man's wife asked curiously.
It is called the country bumpkin war, or the old man war.I talked in English. Russia's population urbanization rate is very high. According to my observation, 80% of the grassroots officers and soldiers in the Russian army are ethnic minorities from remote areas. Compared with the Russians in cities, they still sing and dance to peace. People did not care about this war at all. As a propaganda machine, TV stations can only attract the elderly to support the war, but they cannot go to the front line.The old man nodded thoughtfully. Your point of view is very interesting, that is, in this war discourse space, there are two disjoint binary separations, and Russia relies on this to continue the war.
Russia is an oligarchy, and the political power of young people is all oppositional politics. Only when the cake is truly shaken into the mouth of people with the right to speak can this war be over.I guess the old man’s true identity.
What about the military victory through the Siberian Federation?I was interrupted by a man with a mustache and strong Russian accent, who had a serious expression and disagreed with my point of view.
I really want to refute the professional knowledge of military indicators, but it may be missed thoroughly, so I don’t understand this.
Your expectation of the enemy's internal collapse is too pessimistic.The mustached man smiled and shook his head.
By chance, I can barely be an expert in this regard.
Suddenly I heard a familiar voice, London-like, lazy and elegant, and every pronunciation was like a beautiful flower-like character.
Ruoru and I were so shocked that we widened our eyes. When we turned around, we saw a beautiful blonde woman standing behind us.
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