Matrix Survival: One random treasure chest per day

Chapter 307 The King of Undercover Agents: Not Enough Money!

Not enough money.

One of the six outsiders who entered Channel 879 after the deaths of three people to the left of the gate, five of whom had names in the style of the Chinese nation, and the other one was Que Xinyanzi, who died at the hands of Li Zheng.

At the time, Li Zheng was busy causing trouble for Takamagahara and didn't have time to find out the true strength of the five people. Now that he's back, he happens to have some free time.

Once Sakura is healed, I'll use today's ten teleports to go and talk to him.

Look at these people rushing to 879, what are they really up to?

"Speaking of which, the reason Brother Li carried us through the dungeon three times for free was probably for the administrator position, right?" Lin Fengjiao kept refilling Li Zheng's tea, filling it up as soon as he finished a cup.

"Hmm." Li Zheng drank some more of the rain-relief tea, nodded, and did not deny it.

He had told Lao Xiao about this, and the job transfer had already been successful, so there was nothing to hide.

"I think I asked a lot of questions." Lin Fengjiao saw that Li Zheng's response was rather cold and thought he was angry, so she quickly apologized.

"It's nothing shameful, just don't spread it around." Li Zheng didn't mind; he was just a little distracted because he was thinking about which organization the money came from.

"By the way, were there any strange people in the channel while I was away?" Li Zheng asked. "For example, this guy who didn't have enough money, I remember he came to channel 879 before I left. Did he do anything strange while I was away?"

Lin Fengjiao's eyes were healed almost immediately after Li Zheng left, and she witnessed everything that happened on Channel 879.

"Speaking of strange behavior..." Lin Fengjiao frowned and thought for a moment, "...does that mean they almost never chat in the regional channel?"

Or rather, not "almost," Lin Fengjiao has never seen anyone on the regional channel say that they didn't have enough money.

Logically speaking, an ordinary player who has been in the channel for so many days should have interacted with other players to some extent. How could they not have chatted?

unless……

Following the power rankings, Li Zheng identified four other names, all ranked within the top fifty.

If he wasn't mistaken, these five people were probably a group, and they usually communicated in the group chat, so there was no need for them to interact with other people.

"If you're asking about the lack of money, I do have some information here."

Xiao Siyuan's voice suddenly came as he led Xiaoying, who had received initial treatment, out of the residence.

Sakura's wing injury wasn't too serious to begin with, so the treatment process was naturally much faster.

"You know?" Li Zheng asked in surprise, "They haven't even spoken on the regional channel, where did you get this information?"

“I don’t have the intelligence inside the matrix, but I do know about the intelligence outside the matrix.” Xiao Siyuan sat down by the campfire and continued his unfinished dinner of roasted meat.

"Oh?" Li Zheng raised an eyebrow in surprise: "You two know each other?"

“To be precise, I know him, but he may not know me.” Xiao Siyuan put the cooled roasted meat back on the fire to heat it up. He said slowly, “Actually, his true identity is top secret information, and I shouldn’t reveal it, but this isn’t Earth after all, so it won’t hurt to say it.”

"Stop keeping me in suspense," Li Zheng urged. "Tell me already!"

Lin Fengjiao refilled Li Zheng's teacup and sat down beside him, waiting to hear the story.

"You've probably heard of World Day Against Drug Abuse and Illicit Trafficking, right?" Xiao Siyuan didn't directly reveal Qian Buchu's identity, but instead asked an unrelated question.

“I know that. Since 1988, June 26th has been World Day Against Drug Abuse and Illicit Trafficking,” Lin Fengjiao said, raising her hand.

Old Xiao nodded approvingly: "You know quite a lot." "I remembered it when I watched the news before," Lin Fengjiao said, lowering her head somewhat embarrassedly.

"Although World Day to Combat Drug Abuse and Illicit Trafficking is June 26th, in our country, every day is a day to combat drug abuse." Xiao Siyuan carefully chose his words and slowly said, "As you know, I used to be a medical worker serving the soldiers on the border. I only learned about the lack of funds by chance."

Li Zheng didn't interrupt, quietly waiting for Lao Xiao to continue.

“He doesn’t have enough money. His nickname is Golden Snake. He’s been active in the Golden Triangle area for years, providing fixed-point transportation services for drug traffickers.” Xiao Siyuan said calmly, “Just looking at it this way, this guy seems to have close ties with drug traffickers. He’s not a good person.”

"But in reality, he was the number one undercover agent planted by our police in the Golden Triangle. He had taken down two huge drug trafficking and manufacturing gangs and made numerous meritorious contributions!"

“I saw him once from afar on my way to a post. At that time, in order to avoid the eyes and ears of all the drug traffickers in the Golden Triangle, he took a long detour back to China from the border and secretly went home to visit his family.”

"Soldiers at several outposts know him and salute him when they see him from afar, but they never have much contact with him."

"During his twelve-year undercover career, do you know how many drugs he seized single-handedly?"

"At least eighty tons!" Xiao Siyuan held up three fingers: "Of that, twenty-five tons are high-concentration marine XX! It has saved countless families!"

"He provided clues that led to the arrest of as many as 2,500 drug dealers, not including those who were shot and killed during the arrests due to fierce resistance."

"He is undoubtedly the king of undercover agents in the country!"

Li Zheng was deeply shocked as he listened to Xiao Siyuan recount his ordeal of not having enough money.

Twelve years!
How many twelve-year periods are there in a lifetime?

To be able to remain undercover in a place like the Golden Triangle for so long, and even after hundreds of drug traffickers were arrested without arousing suspicion, one can imagine how capable this person is.

At the same time, Li Zheng could also imagine the immense psychological pressure Qian Bukou had endured during his undercover career.

You might have to sleep with one eye open.

However, this very person entered Channel 879 with four companions, their purpose unknown.

After learning about Qian's remarkable story, Li Zheng was even more eager to meet the other party and find out their purpose.

If there's anything he can help with, he doesn't mind offering his small assistance.

Checking the time, Li Zheng said goodbye and teleported away with Xiaoying and the others.

In a room with a grassland-themed layout on channel 879, a bald man in his thirties or forties is chatting with others in a group chat.

Suddenly, the air not far from him rippled, alerting him.

"Someone's coming." Qian Budu shut down the group chat, instantly drew his weapon, and lay down in the grass to hide.

Li Zheng emerged from teleportation and stepped onto the soft grass. Looking around, he saw that Lao Pu immediately indicated that they didn't have enough money.

He couldn't help but smile. No wonder he was a long-time undercover agent; even during his rest time, he would specifically choose a suitable hiding place.

"Not enough money? Stop hiding. I came here specifically to find you. Come out and let's talk." Li Zheng stood in place and shouted towards the place where Qian Bupo was hiding.

At that moment, Li Zheng suddenly had a subtle sense of déjà vu, as if he were a police officer arresting a suspect, and the other party was a suspect who had nowhere to run.

Not having enough money to meet the visitor, who was Li Zheng, he hesitated for a moment before rising from the bushes: "Did the administrator need something from me?"

(End of this chapter)