What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 189-188- The pressure is on me, respect the future
The next day, the War Ignorance Bureau officially took root next door to the intelligence department. Duomi spent the night wandering around the casinos, slums, brothels, post offices, and underground exchanges in the royal city, and suddenly found a group of howlers.

There are those who make counterfeit money, there are those who sell fake goods, there are those who are good at camouflage in the garbage dump, there are those who forge stamps and letters, there are those who talk about things without blushing, and there are also prostitutes who can trick people into sleeping with them in just a few words. woman.

In the eyes of others, these people are the garbage of society, dead sewer rats in the imperial porridge, but in the eyes of Domi, the first director of the Bureau of War Ignorance, they are all rare talents!
These are the people the Zhan Lu Bureau wants!
He stood on the table and looked down at his various direct subordinates, and announced in a mature leadership tone:

"From today on, the Lionheart Empire's War Ignorance Bureau is officially established here!"

Although everyone didn't know what was going on and what they should do, they just applauded and that was it. After all, it was a stable job within the system.

Then there was thunderous applause from below, and even the intelligence department next door could hear it. It could be said that Duomi was given enough face, and he was very satisfied.

"You may not know what the War Ignorance Bureau does, so I will explain and reply here."

"The so-called war deception, the main job is to deceive the enemy through deception, adhering to the purpose of letting the enemy act according to their own wishes, rather than thinking.

Usually, measures include creating illusions and signs to make the enemy overestimate or underestimate, make meaningless actions, or provide an intelligence advantage to lure the enemy deeper. "

"Let me give you a scenario. If the empire's army wants to attack an enemy city, what can be done to make them mistakenly think that the empire is going to attack the royal city instead of that city? The first answer is to advance one month's salary in advance!"

The moment he finished speaking, countless hands were raised in a swishing motion.

Anyway, as long as you answer first, you don’t have to answer correctly. Who doesn’t want free money?
They also learned the fact that their department didn't seem to be short of funds.

Domi never favored anyone. With his super sharp reflexes, he immediately targeted the first person who raised his hand, a middle-aged man with good looks among this group of crooked melons and cracked dates.

I remember that he found this person in a brothel. He was just about to start, and then Domi broke in through the window. After promoting the concept of war and neglect and basic salary, Feng Chennu and this guy also joined together. It was an alternative meaning. It's 'nepotism'.

Domi still has no idea what this guy does.

He pointed to the man: "Come on, tell me."

The man walked out of the crowd and came to Duomi. He coughed twice and said seriously:
"If the empire wants the frontline legion to attack any target, the message must be passed from the country, and there must be spies from the enemy country in the country. We might as well assume that the message will definitely be intercepted by the spies..."

"In this way, I will transmit the news of the feint along the most obvious road, and then send the real news covertly. I believe there must be someone here who knows this camouflage technique."

Domi listened with interest.

"Allowing spies to obtain false attack information is only the first step. In order to make the other party completely believe that the empire will attack the royal city, other auxiliary work is needed."

"The second step is to distribute a large number of maps of the enemy's royal city to the frontline legions."

"The third step is to forge a large number of false soldier files from the empire and send them to the front line, so that the enemy country will mistakenly think that we are gathering a large number of troops."

"The fourth step is to formulate an attack plan that is as detailed and as realistic as possible."

"The fifth step is to have the frontline troops send scouts to frequently visit the area around the royal city in batches."

"In this way, they will most likely believe this 'fact'. It doesn't matter if they don't believe it, because they can't afford the gamble. Even if they don't believe it, they will definitely disperse their forces. No matter what the situation is, it will be beneficial to us, Lord Bureau , I think this is probably the meaning of the War Ignorance Bureau’s existence.”

The man was so confident throughout the whole process when he described the plan, as if the entire plan had already existed in his mind. Apart from genius, Domi could not think of a better word to describe this strange man who was born to fight against the odds. .

It was so nice to decide to go to a brothel that day…

Domi took the lead in applauding, and others followed suit, applauding with admiration for the man's plan.

When the applause gradually subsided, Duomi jumped off the table and patted the man on the shoulder: "Very good, this is what I imagined the War Bureau should do! What's your name?"

The man bowed ninety degrees and said, "My lord, my name is Clark. You can just call me Xiao Ke."

"Well, everyone should learn more from Mr. Clark." After that, he added: "Xiao Ke, come with me."

A proud expression appeared on Clark's face. Sure enough, there are benefits to being the first person. No, the opportunity to get promoted and make a fortune is about to come to his door!

Domi called Clark into his office alone, opened the large map of the same size as Simon's room and showed it to Clark:
"There is a task for you next. Have you seen this border with the northern border? I guess that the enemy's hidden forces will invade and raid the empire from here. I have persuaded Sir Simon Bolivar to start the layout. And your task is to create the illusion that our border guards are dispersedly deployed along the entire border."

"This will be your first mission. I know it is very difficult to hand over such a mission to a fledgling department, but the matter is imminent. The national destiny of the entire empire is entrusted to your hands. Xiaoke, if you can do it ?"

Clark couldn't help but swallow after hearing this, his pupils were trembling.

He thought it would be an easy job, but he didn't expect that when the bureau chief came up, he would be full of intensity, and it would rise to the national level. How could he, a little guy who was visiting a low-end brothel last night, get involved in this? ?

"The coward will starve to death and the bold one will starve to death. I only have one life anyway, so I'll do it!"

After some psychological struggle, Clark resolutely accepted this important task.

"Leave it to me, Lord Bureau! I will definitely do my best to complete the mission!"

"Very good, this is the momentum! From today on, the entire department will be under your command. You will give me a report at each stage, and I will also help you. If you have any needs, just tell me. If you have any difficulties, you can come to me."

After saying that, Duomi stretched out his hand and patted Clark on the back, saying meaningfully: "As long as this thing is done, you and I will be the heroes of the empire, and one day we will rise to great heights, with a bright future and inexhaustible money. For an endless woman, everything is not far away.”

This piece of cake has really touched Clark's heart. At this moment, he can't help but feel excited. He is bound to make a difference in this war situation!

The War Ignorance Bureau matter has come to an end temporarily with Clark acting as agent.

Duomi went out and turned left to return to the Intelligence Department. He began to review the documents compiled today. He put the useful ones on one side and the useless ones on the other side. Anyway, regardless of whether it was useful or not, his horizons were slowly improving as he was constantly exposed to new information. .

Real data is the least deceptive, and many clues can be seen from it.

"The balance of the national treasury is beginning to become a bit unbalanced... but fortunately, this war will end soon."

Just defeat that strange army, he added in his mind.

It was approaching the end of the day, the light was infected by the last blood-red afterglow, and layers of burning clouds covered the sky. The sky was getting dark. Everyone finished their work and took their bags and left early. Duomi packed up his desk and prepared to leave.

At this moment, the closed door was pushed open again. Domi thought it was some careless guy who forgot to bring something. When he looked up, he didn't expect that it was Sia coming.

The little princess wears a new dress almost every day, and she is also very beautiful today, which makes Domi very happy.Sia walked straight towards him as if she was returning to her own home, and then sat down on his desk regardless of the image. Wait, it was as if this was really her home...

It was only in this situation where there were only the two of them that she would show her true self. This was also the case in normal times. For example, when she was in the dormitory of the college, she would often put her feet on Domi's belly as a cushion. It was so arrogant.

"I heard that you kicked out the former intelligence minister and became the minister yourself?"

Duomi raised his head proudly: "That's right!", with an expression of 'praise me now, praise me now'.

After receiving the affirmative answer, Shia gave Duomi a painless brain-break:
"Fool, why are you so reckless? What if he goes to complain to his mother or father?"

"Don't worry, I put enough pressure on him before I forced him away. He wouldn't dare to go to them even if I gave him ten more courage. Now I guess he is waiting impatiently at home for the new transfer order."

"Why so sure?"

"Since I have chosen to do it, I must be sure. Everything is as expected and the situation is great."

Seeing that Duomi was so sure, Xia could only sigh: "Okay, since you said so... But if you can usually keep a low profile, it's better to keep a low profile..."

"Thank you for your concern~"

"Who cares about you?" Sia turned her head away proudly, but quickly looked over again: "By the way, I remember that the document your mother gave you didn't seem to say that you would be the Minister of Intelligence? To be honest, What on earth did you do again?"

Domi deliberately said: "Xia, you have to know that when you go out, you give your identity to yourself~"

Well, even if Duomi didn't say it, she almost knew it. It turned out to be a crooked way.

"As I said before, since you are coming from a shady background, you should keep a low profile. Here, I'll give you this. Eat some when you're tired. Don't tire yourself out. You still have to play ranked games when you get back."

Sia took out a glass jar containing small black pills from her bag and threw it to him.

Duomi took it and looked at it curiously: "What is this? Are you stretching your legs and staring at Nibawan?"

The little princess rolled her eyes: "Yes, it's my kindness to feed the dog. This is a health pill made from concentrated medicinal materials. It is specially used to replenish energy. I am afraid that you will work too hard to get it. If you don't want to eat it, just take it." Just throw it away."

After saying that, she jumped off the table with a whoosh, stepped firmly on the ground, and walked towards the door without looking back.

Due to the fact that there were still things that had not been sorted out, Duomi could only shout quickly: "Thank you! I will definitely finish it!"

"Work hard, queen, I'm waiting for your results."

Crunch - bang.

When the door was closed again, Duomi became a human again, and a feeling similar to that of an old man left behind suddenly arose in his heart, but his heart was still warm.

Looking at the small glass can lying quietly in the palm of his hand, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Looks like he's going to work harder."

After packing up, it was already around six o'clock in the evening when he returned to the building where he lived. The chef was preparing a sumptuous dinner for him alone, and he himself also planned to take a bath and then have a delicious meal and CD for a while. Then go to bed directly.

The body is not tired, but the brain is tired and needs a rest.

After inserting the key and opening his room, he found that someone was already sitting on the sofa in the living room. When he got closer, he saw that it was Carlos!
As a peak mage and a half-step forbidden magic mage, Duomi was not surprised that he could sneak in secretly. He also politely poured a cup of cappuccino for his old father...it was strange, it was just ordinary black tea.

Carlos crossed his legs, took a sip gracefully, and then frowned at Domi's terrible tea-making skills.

But Duomi didn't care and took this opportunity to ask: "Father, when will your meeting end?"

This meeting is not a regular meeting, such as discussing national affairs. It usually lasts for several days, sometimes as long as half a month.

"It's conservatively estimated to be one week away. I remember that you have to go back to the academy to play games. How about being the Minister of Intelligence and the head of the War Bureau at the same time? Is such a small amount of time enough for you to operate? If it's not enough, my father will tell the academy. How many days will the game be postponed?"

Duomi's jaw almost dropped. It turns out that his cheap dad has such magical powers?

"That's not necessary. I will arrange things before leaving the royal city... By the way, what was said in the meeting? I really want to know."

"This is not important. The relevant records will be sent to the Ministry of Intelligence every other day. You can just read it yourself." At this point, Carlos changed the subject: "Now it seems that the topic given to you by Queen Nadia Veda That’s more important.”

"Why do you say that? If I don't pass the Queen's exam, can we get married?"

"It's true," Carlos said in astonishment: "Nadia Veda is different from the emperor. Her prestige among the people cannot be compared to the bellicose emperor. If she publicly states that she will not marry Shia to you, then you Your marriage will be criticized by thousands of people, and your reputation will be extremely bad from the beginning."

"Our family will definitely not mind, but the royal family, which attaches great importance to face, may not be happy. And is this a situation you want to see? A wedding that is not blessed by the whole world."

After Carlos said this, Domi really felt that something was wrong.

"I will try my best to pass..."

"Well, come on, my son, if you have nothing else to do, I will leave first."

"So dad, you came here just to chat with me like this?"

At this time, Carlos had already stood up and stretched his muscles: "Yes, can't you come and chat with my son for a while if you have nothing to do?"

"Okay, don't think too much, my father won't harm you, let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Carlos disappeared in front of Domi, looking relaxed and awesome.

Domi once again sat quietly alone, meditating for a long time, even ignoring the maid knocking on the door.

After this continued for a few seconds, he took out the small jar that Shia gave him from his arms, poured out a small black pill from it, put it directly into his mouth and swallowed it...

The night is getting deeper and deeper, but a room in the VIP building is still bright.

(End of this chapter)