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Chapter 242 Spy Cultivation 【Signed Book】

Chapter 242 Spy Cultivation 【Signed Book】

Mukuro's memory returned to the very beginning.

Ten years ago, it was located in Block D of Ranshin City.This is an ordinary residential house.Independent building, separated from neighbors by a wall.Great privacy.No matter how you look at it, they are just ordinary people.

The owner of this house is a man, and he usually greets his neighbors warmly when he goes out. I heard that he is a vagrant, but because his father left a lot of inheritance, even if he doesn't work, he doesn't have to worry about living expenses.

By the way, he also occasionally mentioned to his neighbors that he is now an Internet writer, and although the articles he writes hit the street, he never tires of it.Because of this, even though he often stays at home, the neighbors are not surprised.

"I heard that Internet writers are very pitiful. They have to write for ten hours a day."

"I have a relative's son, who started writing in college. Now he can only earn full attendance a month, and almost made his mother suffer from a heart attack."

"Oh. I know, these people all have a unified code name called Pujie!"

Amidst the conversations of neighbors on the street, the man drew the curtains on the second floor.

"A group of eight women." He said disgustedly, turning around with a strange smile on his face.He was not alone in the room, there were two children.A man and a woman are two brothers and sisters.A test subject raised by him since a baby.

"051, 052, are you being good today?"

The younger sister among them nodded desperately.

As for the elder brother, his face was expressionless.

The man rushed over and slapped him. "Damn. Seeing your expression makes me feel bad!"

The elder brother was slapped, but he was not angry.It can be said that there is no wave in the expression.Like a robot.

"Haha. Perfect." The man smiled, "You will become the best spy." He said this to his brother, and suddenly turned his head to his sister.Seeing the terrified face of the younger sister, the man hugged her, "You, you can't do it. I have to teach you well."

He carried her into the room.

The elder brother, on the other hand, stood there expressionless.like a statue.

Brother, walked to the desk indifferently, and looked at the [Spy Cultivation Handbook] on it.

Turning to the first page, the name of the Atlantic Empire and the coat of arms came into view.

Both he and his sister were spies cultivated by the Atlantic Empire.

Since he was not sensible, he was adopted, and then brainwashed, becoming a machine that does not understand emotions and only obeys orders.

He is doing very well.As for the younger sister, it is not so good.

She hasn't completely abandoned human emotions. If she can't do it well, she's a failure.Just like 050.It was a boy, and a failure, at least, he thought so.

The final fate of the failed products will be disposed of.

In the basement, this is where they live.

Brother and sister squatted in the corner.This basement is rancid, damp, and disgustingly bug and rat infested.

"Brother, I'm hungry." My sister said, her face was dirty.

The elder brother didn't speak, just looked at her with indifferent eyes.It seemed that what he was looking at was not his relatives, but an outsider.

Starvation is common.As one of the training items and also as a punishment, spies need to endure long-term hunger, even if they are children, they are not very good.

As for their guardian, that is, the man, he was eating and drinking upstairs.He is just a very humble spy with a very low level, and he is responsible for the training of these children until they are 7 years old. After the age of 7, the children will be transferred to another place to receive more rigorous programs, including martial arts, torture, disguise and so on.

The Atlantic Empire cultivated these spies for the purpose of providing intelligence for the country, or, carrying out assassination missions.

As its deadly enemy, the Pacific Alliance is naturally its main target.

Therefore, these children are also orphans selected from the Pacific Alliance, or they are secretly stolen from other people's homes by using human traffickers.The reason for this is very simple. The race of the Atlantic Empire is blond and blue-eyed, which is too different from the race of the Pacific Alliance, which is not conducive to action.

So, they're going to train Pacific Alliance kids to be their own spies.

A killing machine that lost its name, and its emotions.

A red apple suddenly rolled to my sister's feet.

The elder brother and younger sister raised their heads and saw a figure flash and disappear through the gaps in the wooden boards outside the basement.

The apple was thrown through a hole.

The younger sister picked up the apple and handed it to the elder brother lovingly, "Elder brother, you eat first."

The elder brother looked at her, then at the apple, but in the end, he didn't eat it.

"Eat it," he said.

"Well. Thank you, brother."

Seeing his sister eating happily, he wondered if his performance this time failed.He should have no feelings, he should have treated his sister cruelly.If that man finds out, he will definitely be taken into the room and taught a lesson.

I should be, an emotionless killing machine.

My brother said to himself in his heart.

A few days after that, there was always a figure secretly giving them apples.

Brother knows who he is. No. 050.A child with an indifferent appearance, slightly older than them.But very scheming, often stealing food from men.This apple must have been stolen by him too.

Men don't like 050 at all.Every time you punish him, you end up following his way.At one point, the man bandaged his hands and met with his superior, a woman named Julie.She occasionally comes over to pick up children and take people away.Either send it to the next training location, or dispose of it.

She is beautiful, with elegant features, blond hair, deep and delicate face, tall figure, just like a model.But no one thought that she turned out to be a spy.

"Diamond 9. How did you get hurt?" Julie asked the man.

Square 9 is the man's code name.This espionage organization seems to be accustomed to using playing cards as its nickname.

"Miss Julie. No. 050 did it. I tried to teach him a lesson, but he stabbed me with a knife. This kid is terrible. I don't think he is suitable for being a spy at all. He is very rebellious."

"That's because you want to take the opportunity to bully the child again." Julie looked at the expression of Square 9, full of disdain.

As a superior, how could she not know about this man's evil deeds.

Signing book question: What is the code name of the child who gave Muku and his brother the apples?

(End of this chapter)