Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1627: Transformation to the ultimate battle (32)

Chapter 1627 The transformation to the ultimate battle (thirty-two)

Half an hour later, in the center of Cairo, Egypt, in a slightly dark bar.

"Huh? It's you----" The shop owner looked at Bedivere who walked in, and felt that the werewolf youth was a little familiar. Familiar, of course, because Bedivere has been here looking for work before—it's a branch of the bounty hunter organization, after all.

"How about a barley stout as before?" Bedivere said after sitting down at the bar, "Let's talk about business later."

"Okay. The deposit you paid last time is still there." The owner of the store looked around the store--actually there were almost no people in the bar at this time--he was Whispered: "What job are you looking for this time?"

"No, I'm here to recruit people this time." Bedivere then said, "I have a... er... excavation job that requires the help of two or three people. And it's best to be close enough to keep the secret."

"Oh, that kind of [digging]? I get it." The boss didn't delve too deeply into Bedivere's work, but smiled mysteriously, thinking he understood.

Bediver wanted to laugh, but didn't. In short, let's find someone to help first, and then worry about other things later.

"Hey, I just have a few people here who meet your requirements. You can call them for an interview. How about it? Are you going to meet them directly, or do you want to see the situation in the observation room?"

"Do you still have an observation room here?" Bedivere smiled. If I remember correctly, the last time he brought Elaine and the others to find the work table, he had just logged in the work information, and soon people from the Mohammed Business Group came to them. It is estimated that the people of the business group are also hiding in the observation room and watching Bedivere and the others, and they only show their faces when they feel that the candidates meet the requirements.

Alright, let's hide in the observation room to see what's going on. Otherwise, if the candidate coming in is someone related to the Round Table Trial, things are screwed up.

Bediver nodded to his boss, "Okay, take me to the observation room. I'll go from there first to see if the candidates meet the requirements."

"Come with me." Like last time, the tavern owner opened the little door at the counter and motioned Bedivere to follow him. His figure has already disappeared into the darkness of the backstage corridor.

Bediver crossed the bar without a word, and the figure disappeared into the shadow of the corridor.

The boss took Bedivere downstairs, walked down a 30-level staircase, and immediately entered a small room similar to an underground intelligence station. Beneath the dim light were row after row of benches, and the walls were plastered with posters of various wanted criminals. The tavern owner was sitting at the counter at the end of the room, sending and receiving information on an ancient computer.

"Uh, this is the bounty hunter's intelligence station------" Of course Bedivere has been here before, so he couldn't help but complain.

"Yes, here it is, and next to it is------" The boss then pushed open the hidden door on the other side. A compartment with a much more luxurious decoration and a much darker atmosphere than the room next to it appeared in front of Bedivere. The wall on one side of the compartment can actually see everything in the intelligence room opposite, and the intelligence room looks like an ordinary wall. Is this the magic wall used for surveillance in the legend? But what's the point of this...

"You just hide here and look at the candidates coming from the opposite side through the magic wall." The boss said, there is a button next to the sofa, if you think the candidates meet your requirements, just press the green button, otherwise Just press the red one. When you've selected candidates, press the last white button and I'll arrange for them to meet with you.

"Very well." Bedivere then went into the compartment and closed the secret door. The boss also walked into the intelligence station, operated a few times on the computer on the side, found suitable candidates from the form, called and made them appear.

In fact, during this process, Bedivere couldn't help but wonder if the people recruited by this bounty hunter organization were reliable. After all, Bedivere and the others came directly to apply for a job last time, and they were hired immediately. Such a lax organization can only imagine the quality of the people recruited. But now Bedivere is sitting in the observation room watching it all, and it's not as bad as he thought. After all, employers can see everything clearly and decide whether to hire those people. There are a lot of people in the world who have to see it with their own eyes to know if it's worth believing. Now that you have seen it and believed it, it has nothing to do with the other party's qualifications, background, or prestige.

About five minutes later, there are applicants, and the boss is really quick enough to do things, so he directly called the three applicants. When Bedivere was still wondering how to press the button to distinguish the candidates one by one, the boss had already started tapping on the computer, transmitting the list of all personnel to the monitor at the end of Bedivere's room.

So it is. Bedivere looked at the list and compared it with the appearance of the applicant. The three applicants are all natives of Egypt, all of them are indeed burly and able to help with a lot of physical work. And there are soldiers from the military, mercenaries, and even special forces. But it is difficult to determine whether these people's mouths are firm...

Then more applicants came one after another. The old man asked the first three applicants to wait in the intelligence room, and let the other three new applicants come in, so that Beibei, who was hiding in the observation room, would wait in the intelligence room. Diville took a look.

Bedevier was taken aback by the second group. It should be said that one of the people in the group startled Bedivere. Because the man Bedivere had seen, and it was yesterday evening.

The giggling guy standing there...isn't that the guard that Bedivere let loose from the institute yesterday? !

The guy's name, Bedivere can't remember. Seems to be called Lauren... or something. Bedivere then looked down at the screen. Yes, it's called Lawrence.

So this kid was let go by Bedivere yesterday from the research institute, he immediately lost his job, ran over to be a bounty hunter, and was met by Bedivere who needed to hire a manpower. This is really a bad luck.

Compared with other candidates, this Mr. Lawrence's background is relatively inferior. He was born in a commoner, and he was born in a slum. Both parents died. It seems that he has a younger brother who has not been in contact with him for many years. He has been working as a security guard in various large and medium-sized enterprises, but the economy of Egypt has been very sluggish in recent years, and the frequency of various enterprises closing down is also very high, so this guy was laid off after working in five or six enterprises for a period of time. The last job was as a security guard in the quay warehouse of the Mohammed Chamber of Commerce.

Hoohoo, the dock warehouse------ Seeing this, Bedivere couldn't help laughing contemptuously. Without thinking, he pressed the green button.

About ten minutes later, the three batches of ten candidates brought by the boss were all seen by Bedivere, and the werewolf also selected three of them.

The boss then asked the other applicants to go back, leaving only the three to wait in the room, while he walked out of the room and ran to the compartment where Bedivere was, and as soon as he saw the werewolf youth, he said with great interest: "Have you chosen a good person? Your choice is really special."

"Is it special?" Bedivere smiled indifferently, only then did he realize that this cubicle should be soundproof, that's why the boss spoke to Bedivere so recklessly.

"In fact, each of the people I recruited is a senior bounty hunter, and I can assure you that each of them can absolutely keep their secrets. But you don't choose those professionals who are mercenaries or soldiers. Instead, do you tend to choose people from civilian backgrounds with average combat effectiveness? Your taste is really peculiar."

"Oh, I assure you, I'm really just picking people to help dig a landslide, so I'm not focusing on combat power at all." Bedivere laughed even more hilariously. So the boss really thought that Bedivere was going to hire someone to do something illegal?

"Hmph... well. But it's still not reasonable. The three people you hired are not the strongest people in this interview. You should have a better choice."

"I assure you, my choice is the best choice." Bedivere didn't bother to explain the reason, just assured.

The reason is very simple. The three helpers that Bedivere hired this time~IndoMTL.com~ Except for Lawrence, the other two were from poor backgrounds and had worked as security guards in various companies.

People from civilian backgrounds have low education, little knowledge, and no connection with the upper class. Such people are the best at keeping secrets. Because the more humble one's background is, the more afraid of things, and the less afraid to say things that shouldn't be said, so as not to cause trouble. The Mohammed business group originally hired a small person like Lawrence to be the security guard of the underground research institute, and it must have been for the same reason.

Besides, Bedivere really wanted to find an opportunity to talk to this Mr. Lawrence again and ask for more information about the Mohammed business group. Lawrence was the first group of security guards who arrived at the top floor to seal the dangerous experimental body after the alarm sounded. Maybe he actually held an important position in the business group and knew a lot of important information about the Mohammed business group. And all this information Bedivere wants to get, to see what the business group wants to do with so many underground experiments.

Lawrence should at least tell Bedivere something when he sees Bedivere letting him go. And, if necessary, Bedivere could even imprison Lawrence secretly to extract a confession, and even drug him to speak, until the guy spit out everything he knew about the Mohammedan Merchant Corps.

------But that's for the future, so let's focus on saving Solar for now.