Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 584: 370. Joining the Spy Bureau_3 Chapter 584: 370. Joining the Spy Bureau_3 Qing Chen thought that, with the Taboo item ACE-008 Door of Shadow in Shadow’s possession, it would have been quite convenient to move in and out of here, but he didn’t expect Shadow to value the Kite Falcon’s data so much that they personally delivered it to this underground facility.

Curiously, Qing Chen asked, “What’s behind these three doors?”

“Quite curious, aren’t you,” Lao Shen said with a smile, “Behind the door on the right is my living quarters, the left one contains all the spy records, as well as the data of the spies’ subordinate Kite Falcons, and in the middle door, there is a Black Sorkin Bomb. Should anyone invade, I will reduce both myself and the intruder to ashes.”

Qing Chen silently observed Lao Shen’s expression but found that the other party showed no psychological burden when saying this.

He spent a good half hour looking over the Kite Falcon data.

It contained contact information for 12 Kite Falcons, cover identities, directions for gathering intelligence, height, weight, measurements, and skills.

Only one thing was peculiar: the actual power levels of all Kite Falcons, originally written on the paper data, had been completely blacked out with a pen, as if someone didn’t want Qing Chen to know them so easily.

Without a doubt, it must have been Qing’s Shadow who did this. Besides this Shadow, no one would joke with such crucial Spy Bureau data.

After half an hour, Qing Chen returned the data to Lao Shen.

In fact, Qing Chen could have memorized it at a glance, but he did not want Yan Chunmi and Lao Shen to know about his photographic memory.

Lao Shen opened a drawer underneath his desk, revealing a small incinerator.

Lao Shen muttered, “You looked particularly carefully, didn’t you? Other spies finished in ten minutes. Let me think… What’s the next step… Ah, right, the oath. But Mr. Shadow has already instructed that you don’t need to take it, so you can go now.”

Yan Chunmi was startled. No oath?!

Why?

All spies who came here had to swear an oath; it was standard procedure.

That Mr. Shadow had specifically stated that Qing Chen didn’t need to take an oath surely had a deeper meaning.

But she couldn’t figure out why.

“Is that it?” Qing Chen asked, “Shouldn’t I get something, like a weapon?”

In the movies, that’s what happens; after becoming an Ace Agent, they get high-tech weapons, like shoes that can eavesdrop, pens filled with high-performance explosives…

And the ring that symbolizes the status of an Ace Agent.

Lao Shen asked with a smile, “What else do you want? If a spy has to come to me, Lao Shen, to get a weapon, what kind of spy are they? Should I give you a badge to pin on your chest and tell everyone on the street that you belong to Qing’s Spy Bureau?”

Qing Chen wasn’t offended by the rebuke; he calmly said goodbye and then turned and stepped into the elevator.

Lao Shen watched him leave with a smile as if he had just completed a very routine task.

In the elevator, Qing Chen suddenly said, “Yan Chunmi, before I arrived, you must have been the spy in charge of this group of Kite Falcons, but after my arrival, you became a Kite Falcon.”

Yan Chunmi laughed, “How could that be? I’ve always been a Kite Falcon.”

While speaking, Yan Chunmi looked straight at Qing Chen without touching her nose or letting her gaze drift elsewhere, everything as usual.

Qing Chen smiled without replying, but he had his answer.

He judged that Kite Falcons would never have had the clearance to enter this underground facility. Lao Shen was too important, and the information down there too crucial.

Therefore, Yan Chunmi must have held a much more significant position, at least higher than that of a Kite Falcon.

The elevator ascended more slowly than it had descended.

During the slow rise, Qing Chen asked, “Why has Lao Shen willingly sat down here for 32 years?”

Yan Chunmi thought for a moment before answering, “I heard that 32 years ago, his entire family was assassinated, and he was the only one who survived. After recovering, he dedicated his life to seeking revenge for the murderer and to ensure that other members of Qing’s Family avoid the same pain, which is why he’s contented to stay here.”

“I see,” Qing Chen nodded, “Hatred is the greatest motivator for a person to live.”

Back at Caramel Bar, Qing Chen headed straight out, “Act at your discretion. You’ll be summoned when needed. Until then, do not show yourself before me again.”

A chill ran through Yan Chunmi; although the young man before her was so young, he exuded an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Once Qing Chen had left, Yan Chunmi sat in the deserted booth of the bar.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a gentleman’s hat asked with a smile, “What do you think of the new boss?”

Without turning around, Yan Chunmi sighed softly, “He’s a bit more impressive than I expected, but he seems rather difficult to get along with.”

“A bit disappointed. Our powerful group didn’t get assigned a Shadow Candidate as boss,” the middle-aged man said, “I really envy the other groups. If they bet on the right horse, they can gain a great deal of merit. If they serve the new boss well enough to get a position of Shadow, everyone in the group can soar to new heights.”

Yan Chunmi thought for a moment before responding, “Have you ever thought about what happens if you bet wrong? Among the six Shadow Candidates, do you know who will have the last laugh? If you’ve backed the wrong person, you’re faced with purges and reckonings.”

“What’s there to be afraid of, we could simply flee far away,” the middle-aged man chuckled, “Or maybe you’d like to run away with me?”

“Stop joking around. I don’t care for men of your caliber,” Yan Chunmi snorted, “Moreover, the person who becomes Shadow will definitely be the smartest one. Do you really think the others will let Kite Falcons get off scot-free? Think about the current Mr. Shadow, are you confident you could slip through his fingers?”

Thinking of Mr. Shadow, the middle-aged man suddenly felt a shiver of fear.

Mr. Shadow was a figure whose mere mention commanded respect.

At that moment, Yan Chunmi stood up to leave, “Work hard. This new boss is no simple character. There might be light at the end of the tunnel yet.”

What she left unsaid was, why had Mr. Shadow specifically instructed that Qing Chen didn’t need to take an oath?

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