Rubbing his chin, Zhu Haomiao furrowed his brow thoughtfully, the more he thought, the more it made sense.
On the other side, without noticing the boy's psychological activities, Feng Zhaobai pondered for a long time, and his eyes moved.
"There's a silver mission suitable for you!"
"What mission?"
"Do you remember the head of the Japan Intelligence Class you took down earlier?"
"Hara Hao Yi?"
"Yes, his successor has rebuilt the East China intelligence network, but this time they've learned their lesson, very low-key and cautious, we haven't been able to track his whereabouts."
"So just find him and finish him off?"
Hearing this, Feng Zhaobai smirked and grinned.
"That's right, in theory, the task is very simple, but the key is how to find him from the vast sea of people!"
"To be honest, three people have taken on this mission before, but they couldn't find him and so it timed out and returned to the task pool."
"Are you sure you want to take this task?"
