Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 1128 - 1133: My Heart Is So Tired

Chapter 1128: Chapter 1133: My Heart Is So Tired

There are ten potential targets for bribery, actually nine, but Anton felt that nine was not as good as an even ten, so he added one more name to the list.

Ten people, they all seemed to have their value to be bought and also possible to be bribed, but who to approach first required more specific work.

What kind of specific work? At least first of all, we need to know where the target lives.

And that was Tang Guo and Schultz’s job.

After waiting another half an hour, the address and telephone number of the first person were sent over.

"We should also have Schultz come here, that would make the work much more convenient."

After reaching a conclusion, Anton suddenly laughed out loud: "Look, the first person is the one I chose, you can tell by his name that this guy would definitely be easy to bribe."

Boer made a face that showed he was not impressed, but Anton stared at Boer, with a provocative expression: "You don’t believe it? Fine, I’ll go see him tonight, and he will surely do exactly as we tell him."

Boer exhaled softly and said, "Give me a reason, although you are from KGB, I know that KGB..."

"Black Devil, belongs to KGB, but is above KGB, now go on," Anton interrupted.

Boer made a helpless expression and continued: "You are Black Devil, but Black Devil does things very rigorously, right? You can’t just decide to turn someone based only on a name, can you?"

Anton shook his head, "That’s wrong, the part about being rigorous is correct, but what’s wrong with deciding to turn someone based solely on a name?"

Boer opened his mouth wide in surprise and helplessness.

Anton continued indifferently: "You don’t understand the style of Black Devil, that’s all."

Boer took a deep breath and said, "It can’t really be just because of the name, right? Please give me a more reasonable excuse, please concoct a somewhat more plausible reason at least?"

Anton shrugged and said, "His name is Dicket Benfield, the name itself looks like that of a traitor, because we once had an undercover agent with this name, and he defected."

Boer covered his face, a meaningless noise coming from his throat.

Anton stated flatly: "I’ll go see him tonight, and by tomorrow, you’ll have an utterly reliable turncoat, trust me, he wouldn’t even dare to commit suicide."

After memorizing the address and telephone number, Anton straightened his clothes and smiled: "I’ll be right back, I’ll return before dawn, goodbye."

And with that, Anton left, all by himself.

Watching Anton’s retreating figure, several people were speechless for a long time.

In the end, it was Boer who exhaled heavily and said: "This old demon... forget it, let him be."

Chris said quietly: "Another person’s information has been sent over."

Boer glanced at the information and said: "The project manager from the risk control department, not a high position, but very pivotal. Investment banks have long-term monitoring and analysis over the enterprises they invest in, whether the investment can be profitable, whether it is worth increasing investment, or whether it is necessary to withdraw investment in time to cut losses, these are their responsibilities. Hm, this one seems unproblematic, but the old demon has already left..."

Boer hoped that Anton would take responsibility for bribing or, to put it another way, turning this more reliable-looking person, but Anton chose a board member because of a name.

So Boer was indeed a bit dejected, but Chris whispered: "Let me do it."

Chris and Xiao Ran both turned to look at Chris, who spread his hands and said: "Why are you looking at me like that? As a... con artist, I think convincing others is my forte, don’t you think so?"

Boer frowned and said: "The risk is a bit high, it’s not that I don’t trust you, but you are now going to turn someone we are almost completely unfamiliar with, what if he refuses? You are not like the boss and Anton, they can resort to the ultimate means of silencing someone, but even if you wanted to threaten someone, it would be difficult, right?"

Chris shrugged and said: "I like to use the power of words, I rely on this."

Chris pointed to his head, indicating he liked to use his brain to solve problems.

Xiao Ran coldly said: "Do you think your brain is as good as that bastard’s?"

That bastard, of course, referred to Yang Yi. Chris was momentarily stunned, then with a helpless face, he said: "We’re different types, I’m not the same type as him, you should be clear about that."

Xiao Ran exhaled and then she said to Boer: "I’ll go with the con artist, if he can’t handle it, I’ll take care of the last part, the killing, so rest assured, there won’t be big problems."

Boer spread his hands and said: "Well, it seems like a more secure choice, so you’re going now?"

"We’re going now."

Chris stood up, then he said to Xiao Ran: "Let’s get going, um, do you want to bring a gun?"

Xiao Ran disdainfully said: "Do I need to bring a gun to deal with a bank clerk? And don’t you have a lot of confidence in yourself? I trust you."

Chris said gratefully: "Thank you for your trust; I won’t let you down."

Chris and Xiao Ran left, and Boer, looking exhausted, sat down in his chair and pressed his hand to his forehead saying: "I’m so tired, my heart is so tired..."

Norbert, who had been silent, said quietly: "Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

Boer waved his hand and said with utter helplessness, "Buddy, we’re similar, but they are obviously not the same kind of people as us, although we can’t complete our grand plan without these bastards, working with these bastards who have no idea about the finance industry is just too tiring..."

Norbert shrugged and said: "That’s just how it is in a Spy Organization."

Boer sighed and said: "A member of KGB decides to turn someone just because he doesn’t like his name, even if it’s a board member with an annual income of over ten million US dollars, a conman who knows nothing about finance decides to convince banking employees, because he thinks he’s a con artist, that he’s eloquent..."

Boer appeared close to tears, he covered his face again and said in a low voice: "I miss my former subordinates so much, I used to think they were useless trash, but now I see how endearing that obedient yet incompetent trash was. To be fair, they were not trash, but obedient and capable elites..."

Norbert whispered: "You’ll get used to it, really, just get used to coexisting with a bunch of... misfits in the espionage world, haven’t you adapted yet?"

Boer sighed and said: "I suddenly feel not so confident anymore, but there’s no turning back now, alright, even if it fails, at least the blame can’t be laid on my head, right? It’s just such a pity, really such a pity..."