I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 161
If you can accept a Mikkelsen with an infectious smile and dyed blonde hair, you can accept that the senior special agent of the Joint Corporate Investigation Office has not only infiltrated the Araban Intelligence Department, but also become a Daban Intelligence The webmaster of the station sets this.

In short, when the baker Mikkelsen held a plate of small cakes and asked Tang Ji and his party to taste them with a smile, Tang Ji and Anthony, who had met Mikkelsen's "body" before, subconsciously felt that this The thing is poisoned.

On the contrary, Mr. Lucky took the plate directly, and while eating the small cake, he sat leisurely in the position with the best light and crossed his legs, and asked the waiter for a cup of coffee.

Mikkelsen arranged for someone to take Miwako hidden in the van to the medical room of the intelligence station through the back door, and professional medical staff took over.

In normal times, Anthony will definitely follow the past to see the level of his peers, and then decide whether to hand over his wounded to the opponent.

But right now his CPU is obviously overclocked, and the attention is always drawn to the sunny version of Mikkelsen.

Mikkelsen sat down opposite Tang Ji casually, took out a box of slim women's cigarettes and gestured to Tang Ji, and after being rejected, he smoked on his own, regardless of the no-smoking sign next to it.

"Is it strange to see me?" Mikkelsen smiled, his facial expression was so rich that Tang Ji wanted to yank his face to see if it was true or not, after all, he had done this kind of thing too.

But those eyes that remained silent all the time proved that Mikkelsen was still the living dead man, and he was just controlling his facial muscles to make an expression that conformed to the social rules of ordinary human beings.

"Your billboard is standing on the street like this, and the people who are desolate are blind?" Tang Ji hesitated for a long time, but finally he didn't have the courage to eat the cake made by Mikkelsen himself.

"Would you be more surprised if I said that I still have a clone who has infiltrated the high-level in the Arban Group?" Mikkelsen blinked at Tang Ji, but under such a vivid expression, those eyes still remained With unwavering calm.

This kind of contrast is like when you are watching a movie in Europe and America, the heroine’s face is replaced by Xie Er, and then he uses a scientific point of view to maintain a completely uniform frequency to help you breathe.

This scene is enough to cause any man to suffer from ED suddenly, and he will be cured of depression for life. It takes seven hundred G resources to wash away the lead.

"What's your purpose for coming to Daban?" Mikkelsen warmly greeted the passing guests, with the look of an enthusiastic boss in his eyes.

"Your little spy just confirmed that the Sanmu consortium is under the player's control, and the player also has a body warehouse here, do you know?" Tang Ji pushed the coffee in front of him forward, and he made up his mind that there is no food bump.

"Araban has known for a long time that there are players behind the scenes of the Sanmu Consortium, but there is a prime body warehouse in Daban, which is indeed new information." Mikkelsen looked at the bustling crowd outside the window: "You have to deal with that prime Body warehouse? I saw you brought that Mr. Lucky here, so you must have a mature plan."

The plan does have a plan, but it's hard to say if it's mature or not.

Tang Ji was also embarrassed to say how he used Mr. Lucky.

Until now, he didn't know whether he made the right choice for Shirou Yongkusa. After all, Shiro Yongkusa's ability is actually quite practical.

Wang Zhengdao didn't come with them, Tang Ji asked him to send Chris back to Night City first.

At present, in Tang Ji's heart, no one can shake the status of Chris, which is related to Tang Anran's safety.

"If you need my help, feel free to mention it. It's interesting for you and me to spend the money on our own affairs." When Mikkelsen said this, there seemed to be something in the corner of his eyes. There was a little smile, but it disappeared in a flash, and Tang Ji had no time to distinguish it.

"I see that the people from the Sanmu Consortium have equipped a red exoskeleton with good performance." Tang Ji said pointedly.

"The product of Rising Sun Heavy Industries uses the hydrogen energy power pack of Neonren. The technology is not very mature. I don't have it. If you are interested, I can send one to Night City for you." Mikkelsen shook Shaking his head: "It can only be trimmed by hand to make a large toy that can be used as a high-quality product."

"In comparison, I recommend the smart weapons produced by Araba." Mikkelsen continued: "If I were a high-level military technology officer, I would be careful about Araba's weapon design department. They have captured the new generation of consumer electronics. the heart of the

"As long as you can afford it, you don't have to worry about being inferior to others, and you don't need boring training. You can leave all the problems to the weapon itself, and you just need to raise your arm." Mikkelsen smiled and gestured a button Trigger gesture: "Then just wait for your enemy to lay by the side of the road, remorseful."

"I still have more trust in my marksmanship." Tang Ji shook his head, took out a list of equipment that had been written a long time ago and handed it to Mikkelsen. There is no way.

"It's up to you, I need two hours to prepare these things." Mikkelsen took a deep look at Mr. Lucky sitting by the window, and then at Tang Ji: "With him here, I won't bother you revenge plan."

He couldn't figure out why the force that had been driving Mr. Lucky had finally brought Mr. Lucky to Tang Ji.

Even Mikkelsen himself was a vital part of the process, feeling his pride trampled on the ground by fate.

About half an hour before Tang Ji's arrival, Mikkelsen got the news that Tang Ji was in Daban. The person in charge of the security of Sanmu Consortium in Daban was his.

But he didn't expect that before he could react, Tang Ji led a group of people directly to the door and rushed into his lair in Daban.

For Mikkelsen, this is actually not good news. He does not believe that there is no role for Mr. Lucky here.

With some means, he worked himself into Huangban's intelligence department, and even became the head of the Daban station.

He had other plans for this identity, but Tang Ji destroyed his plan.

This incident not only involved the player, the naturalized person, but also the Sanmu consortium. The high-level intelligence department will definitely send someone to trace the cause of this incident.

However, Mikkelsen can't stand any investigation. His public identity is not a secret. It is hard to guarantee that there will not be a second Tang Ji who can recognize him at a glance during the investigation.

He was indeed a little too arrogant before. He didn't have to disguise his identity too much, and still used his own face. He liked to humiliate his old opponents in this way.

But Tang Ji held the thunder in his hand, and it happened to be his turn to blow it up. Mikkelsen could only attribute this to unfair fate.

Don't look at him still drinking coffee calmly, in fact, he has already contacted privately for a boat ticket to leave Neon overnight.

But Mikkelsen is Mikkelsen after all. He said that everything would be ready in two hours, and he really prepared everything Tanguy needed within the stipulated time.

High-standard protective equipment is essential, and the price of buying dragon scale armor in Neon is much cheaper than buying it in the federation.

The rest are conventional weapons and equipment, which is not a problem at all for those with connections. Mikkelsen has studied Tang Ji's fighting methods in detail.

Tang Ji is a person who relies more on intuition than reason. His tactics are simple and direct, but the scary thing is that he thinks less and moves quickly.

Often before the enemy reacts, he has already achieved the mission goal with even a fight.

But this does not mean that Tang Ji is not strong enough, on the contrary, the more Mikkelsen studies Tang Ji, the more he discovers his strength.

Even without the bonus of being furious, Tang Ji is one of the people who stand at the pinnacle of human individual force. Mikkelsen spent a lot of effort to get the medical examination report from Tang Ji's law enforcement bureau.

Since Tang Ji became a law enforcement officer, his physical fitness has been steadily improving, and this improvement has even surpassed the normal physiological curve.

He has never been sick, and the physical data does not seem to be very exaggerated, but it has reached a completely consistent balance.

Those who are stronger than him are definitely not as flexible as him, and those who are faster than him have less stamina than him, and those who can run to Tang Ji's death usually go to participate in professional competitions and will not appear on the streets of Night City.

For a long time, Tang Ji's physical fitness has been concealed by his fighting style. He is used to the offensive style of playing with injuries for injuries. This tendency became more obvious after the Red Sun incident.

In addition, Tang Ji is also a sharpshooter and a high-level small-scale combat expert, but these things are covered up by the identity of violent anger.

Mikkelsen suddenly discovered that with so many people under his command, he couldn't find anyone who could compare with Tang Ji.

This further strengthened Mikkelsen's determination to use Wu Qianying to control Tang Ji, and even Mr. Lucky.

With such a mood, Mikkelsen watched Tang Ji and his party leave the cake shop in a disguised vehicle. He arranged two vehicles for them, with no positioning and no tricks. Affect Tang Ji's plan.

If he really has a plan.
Next, Mikkelsen needs to consider when he should disappear, which is more appropriate. He has to wait for the right opportunity to reveal the location of the body warehouse to the special class of Araba.

They are old rivals, but on this front, their interests are relatively aligned.

Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao were in the same car, and in the car behind were Anthony, Mr. Lucky, and Hiroyuki Sanada. A time to get familiar with the environment, and then the two of them rushed in and killed everyone inside.

The plan was simple and crude, but considering that it was nearly six hours before I had Neon, the longer the time dragged on, the greater the possibility of alarming the enemy, this was the fastest plan.

Wang Zhengdao looked disheartened, and the continuous trip to and from the Federal Neon Line made him physically and mentally exhausted.

"Don't expect me to help you for a while, I'm almost exhausted." Wang Zhengdao kept breathing while drinking instant coffee.

"I paid for it." Tang Ji emphasized: "To complete the task of the prophet, we must clean up most of the body warehouse."

"The person who gave you the information, did you say how many guards there are here?" Wang Zhengdao watched as the sides of the road gradually became barren, and human industrial behavior brought irreversible pollution to the surrounding environment.

Of course, all the pollution combined is not comparable to the nuclear leak pollution experienced by the Fukushima District. The negative and irresponsible response measures of the Nihong government at that time completely lost public opinion, which indirectly led to the subsequent "return to Private enterprise' movement.

The leading company in the Kansai region, Matsutomo Electric, did spend a lot of time managing Fukushima, and eventually built it into a heavy industrial zone.

But as time went by, the story repeated by capital happened again.

Employees working in the Fukushima industrial area were constantly being diagnosed with terminal illnesses, and the Geiger counters that engineers secretly brought in were buzzing.

The "justice" media leaked that the isolation layer used to fill up the isolation nuclear waste has been proven to be invalid, and Matsutomo Electric concealed this fact.

However, the photos taken at the scene show that the damaged surface of the isolation layer is a regular cylindrical opening that was deliberately penetrated.

Someone intentionally damaged the isolation layer, but Matsutomo Electric had a problem when the cross-section showed that the isolation layer they poured was less than one-third of the specified thickness.

For a while, Matsutomo Electric accused the Araba group of maliciously destroying the isolation layer and treating people's lives as nothing. When Araba reprimanded the other party for taking it unreasonably, he also pointed out that Matsuyou Electric was motivated by interests and cut corners.

The lawsuit between the two sides has been going on for more than 20 years, and no one has received a penny of compensation until the last victim died in the hospital.

Matsutomo Electric is still the largest company in Kansai, but the Fukushima industrial area was abandoned. They repaired the isolation layer hastily and treated this area as a garbage dump.

Some merchants who want to be cheap will take the risk to build warehouses here, but they will never let their products display any information related to Fukushima.

The player's body warehouse is in this area. Tang Ji parked the car on the side of the mountain road, and the factory building where the body warehouse is hidden is three kilometers ahead of them.

"Can you jump over?" Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao looked at the dilapidated factory building in the distance. The once orange outer wall was now very dim.

This area used to be densely populated with factories, but now there are only empty factories left. There are no street lights or vehicles on the roads.

Locals rarely enter the Fukushima area, except for the occasional truck of scavengers, who collect all the metal products they can take away.

"Of course, but I don't know the internal structure. Depending on the situation, they must have rebuilt the inner city inside the factory building. It is easy to get stuck if you jump in directly." Wang Zhengdao pointed to an old truck that was running: "We can jump first. Once there, follow the truck around and take a closer look."

"Jump on a moving target?" Tang Ji frowned, and the open trunk of the truck was full of scrap steel bars: "Are you sure?"

"Don't talk nonsense, let's go!" After Wang Zhengdao finished speaking, he put his hand on Tang Ji's shoulder, and the two disappeared out of thin air.

　PS: It's a bit late
　　
　
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