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Date: October 7
On a street in London filled with bars and various entertainment venues, there was an air of desolation. Few pedestrians wandered about, and those who did appeared disheveled and listless.
Compared to these 'lowbrow' establishments, they were not favored by the self-proclaimed elite gentlemen of England.
"Sorry, we are not open to the public. Please show your membership card." At the entrance of what seemed to be an ordinary bar, a security guard dressed in a black suit and holding a walkie-talkie stopped a man wearing a strange helmet and dressed oddly.
However, the guard did not comment on the man's appearance; he simply requested to see his membership card.
After the man produced a magnetic card and swiped it through the guard's device, the guard nodded and allowed him entry.
Once inside the bar, Yang Xiaoyou casually took a seat at the bar counter. The patrons inside seemed quite sparse, but each one wore either oversized sunglasses or a mask, giving the place an air reminiscent of a masquerade ball.
"What can I get you?" The bartender appeared indifferent towards the customer in front of him, speaking in a monotonous tone.
"Scotch Soda," Yang Xiaoyou replied casually as he tossed a USB drive onto the counter.
This was a base for an intelligence organization that had a partnership with his company. Due to current funding needs focusing on development, simple intelligence gathering and transportation often required assistance from external professional companies, like the AFB transport company that had helped get Mo Wenfu out last time.
For a company like Blackwater Security Company, much of their operations relied on such collaborations; they couldn't afford to handle everything themselves, so leveraging existing resources became a win-win situation.
Upon hearing Yang Xiaoyou's choice of drink, the bartender's expression became even more indifferent. He took the USB drive, plugged it into a device behind him, and casually prepared a drink for Yang Xiaoyou before wiping down the already clean table and ignoring him afterward.
Sipping on the poorly made drink, Yang Xiaoyou paid no mind to the bartender's attitude. His main purpose for coming here was twofold: first, to gather information on several British personnel who had some leverage over him; he wanted to collect some straightforward data to determine whether they had already committed any offenses.
The second reason was to observe the outcome of the chase game he had just witnessed between Luo Guohui and Fia. After all, they had engaged in a pursuit right in London’s City Center. Although only one shot was fired, it had significant repercussions; such publicly available information was not expensive.
"Hey? There's a discount item available. Would you like to add a drink?" After Yang Xiaoyou leisurely finished the drink in his glass, the bartender glanced at a yellow light above the USB drive, somewhat surprised.
He hadn't expected that such low-level information could come with new extended intel.
"Uh, what discount drink?" Upon hearing this question, Yang Xiaoyou was also a bit taken aback. If the few Aspects he had chosen really came with extended information, it seemed wise to understand it better. Extended intel was often obtained by some unexpected means; sometimes it was worthless, but other times it was exclusive news.
"Bloody Mary." At this moment, the expression on the bartender's face seemed to soften considerably, revealing a hint of a smile.
After a slight twitch of discomfort beneath his helmet, Yang Xiaoyou nodded.
Seeing Yang Xiaoyou nod, the bartender's smile grew even brighter. This time, he clearly put more effort into mixing the drink and performed several elaborate gestures.
However, thinking about the cost, Yang Xiaoyou felt that this drink was even worse than the previous one. Without the 'no strings attached' assistance from Sword Oath Flute Soul&l; &g;Hank, he truly couldn't bring himself to order this drink. It turned out that information brokers were indeed in a highly profitable industry.
Yet when Yang Xiaoyou left with the USB drive and finally saw the information in his hotel room, he realized that the money spent seemed quite worthwhile.
One of the world's most powerful assassin organizations, 'Revenant', had accepted an assassination order targeting Fia. Such news was originally classified within 'Revenant', and most internal members were unaware of it. Obtaining intel of this level was indeed quite rare; luck played a major role.
Unlike the Mercenary World, where many Mercenary groups were labeled as illegal organizations and Terrorist Organizations, they were still somewhat recognized as an industry. Countries like France and Germany had mercenary activities that could be considered semi-legitimate gray markets.
However, assassin organizations were different; they were purely black-market entities that neither France nor Germany allowed to exist. Their sole mission was to kill.
'Revenant' was one of the most renowned organizations in terms of reputation, efficiency, and effectiveness. Although no official news had been released, many in the Mercenary World knew that a former U.S. president had been assassinated by them. The fact that they completed such tasks and still thrived today spoke volumes about their capabilities.
Because of this, 'Revenant' boasted that their top-tier assassination orders had never failed until they took on a job targeting him from his memories—previously, Fein, who had joined this assassin organization.
Now receiving news that Fia was being targeted by this organization surprised Yang Xiaoyou. However, after some thought, he felt relieved. Fia's brilliance had begun to shine through, and with so many competitors around, although this wasn't the highest-tier assignment, it was still troublesome.
In the past, Yang Xiaoyou would have welcomed someone to help deal with this situation. But now things were not so simple anymore.
Algeria's problems largely fell on her shoulders, and the AB Alliance needed her to keep things in check. Many were eager to cause her trouble, including Hank and Luo Guohui, but if someone wanted her dead, it would create significant issues for her current situation.
If things in Algeria fell through, the AB Alliance would likely seek retribution for losing their key player.
"Fia, I have some information about you that I can sell. What will you offer?" After contacting Sewage System Fia, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but feel a bit anxious.
According to the intel she initially targeted, although the police had taken the mischievous princess in for questioning, she was quickly released after some connections were pulled. After all, her stronghold was in England, while those pursuing her seemed to vanish into thin air.
"My information? It’s not about an assassination attempt on me, is it?" Fia's voice on the other end sounded rather frustrated.
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoyou was momentarily speechless. No way! If she already knew about it, why waste money on this? However, she soon realized something was off and paused before asking, "Uh, are you the one being pursued by Jin Bai?"
"Wow? You really know your stuff! Hey, hey, are you so concerned about me because you're moved by my sincerity?" A melodious laugh came through the phone.
"Hehe, since you’re so well-informed, it seems you still don’t know about my piece of news. I got this intel through an unexpected channel. If you cover my losses, I don’t mind sharing it with you." Gently twirling the USB drive in her hand, a faint smile appeared on Yang Xiaoyou's lips.
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