Pokémon: Having just completed the Pokédex, I'm now traversing the world of Beast Taming.

"Of course, I'll transfer the money now."

"But speaking of which, your organization doesn't receive payments through private accounts, does it?"

Chi Hong asked, "After all, there are law enforcement officers in this world, and the money for hiring someone to kill cannot go through normal channels."

"Of course, I'll swipe it!" The red-haired woman took out something that looked like a POS machine, only smaller.

Chi Hong readily took out his card and paid. A smile immediately appeared on No. 73's face. This was extra income, or "tips," which she could apply for to her personal account.

"Then I have one more request."

Chi Hong pressed his advantage, holding up one finger.

"You seem to understand, so I won't take this money for nothing. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"However, let's make it clear that if it's an assassination, we have to stick to the facts and not mix personal relationships with work."

The sinister-looking man rambled on, all nonsense, but his price was indeed very low.

Chi Hong shook his head, adjusted his hat, and said, "I want to join the assassin organization."

"Hahaha, this is hilarious! Little brother, are you kidding me?"

"To join the assassin organization and share its intelligence, the entry fee alone is one million. You..."

Number 73 stopped mid-sentence, stunned.

"This million can't be an entry fee, can it?" Number 73's smile had vanished; the rules of the assassin organization had to be followed.

A tip is a tip, and public funds are public funds; no one dares to overstep these boundaries.

"hey-hey..."

Chi Hong smiled, and the sinister man's forehead veins bulged; he was about to make a move.

"Han Wu, wait!" Number 73 stopped the sinister-looking man, looking at Chi Hong and saying, "Fine, you're a bit mischievous, but I don't mind. Anyway, if I'm the liaison, I'll still get your commission!"

"You'd better finish your part-time assignments. If you take too long to do them, the organization will cause you trouble."

Are you sure you want to do this?

"Of course, let me practice with an A-level first." Chi Hong's tone was not serious at all, and even a little contemptuous, which he did on purpose.

He wanted to leave the impression that the two assassination organizations were arrogant and ignorant of their own limitations.

"snort..."

"I'll be going now if there's nothing else."

The sinister-looking man named Han Wu snorted coldly, turned around and left. His relationship with Number 73 seemed unusual.

"Tell me your name. Of course, this is just a code name. I want to use this code name in my part-time assassination work."

Number 73 sat back down on the bench and spoke in a normal tone, his long legs crossing over each other again as he spoke.

Without a second thought, Chi Hong immediately uttered two words: "Crimson."

"crimson?"

"Yes, crimson."

"Okay, you can use Mr. Li's phone. It's a special phone for assassins. You just need to change the ID to yours."

Number 73 reached out and beckoned to Chi Hong, who immediately understood and handed Old Li's phone to Number 73.

After fiddling with it for a little while, number 73 returned the phone to him.

"All the part-time jobs are here. You can accept them directly on the site, but you need to contact me to get paid. Because the money for your part-time jobs goes to me, and I will take a tiny cut."

Number 73 used two fingers with black manicured nails to demonstrate a short distance.

"Can't we just transfer the money directly? Why do we have to meet in person?" Chi Hong asked, puzzled.

"The assassin organization cannot conduct normal transactions; the two people must be within 5 meters of each other, although I don't know why."

"I don't know which guy set this rule, but anyway, you can't transfer money if it's more than five meters."

"Alright, I'll be waiting for the day I get a kickback from you."

Number 73 winked at Chi Hong with his right eye, then turned and left.

"Fool, so what if you know there's a million-dollar entry fee? As long as it's under my account, half of that million belongs to me, Lu Yao!"

"La la la la~~"

Lu Yao hummed a little tune as she skipped along, the high heels of her boots clicking crisply on the road in the quiet night.

From a certain spot, Chi Hong looked at her calmly, then lowered his head and left. As soon as he left his original position, a pair of eyes filled with a sense of "deception" swept over Lu Yao, and then he followed Chi Hong's steps.

As Chi Hong walked, he refreshed the tasks. His interface was full of C-level tasks, which were the lowest level tasks.

The rewards for these tasks are generally between 100 million and 200 million.

"In that case, the 100 million entry fee is indeed not expensive. As long as you complete just a few jobs, you'll make a profit."

"But this..."

Chi Hong had no way of judging whether the people on the assassination list were good or bad, after all, there were only a dozen or so names, and there were even old men on it.

"Is Jinling City...that chaotic?"

Chi Hong couldn't help but sigh; he had come into contact with the dark side of this world.

Zoroark was also staring at the screen, seemingly knowing what Chi Hong was about to do.

"Waaah..."

Zoroark let out a soft growl, then pointed its red claws at Chi Hong's phone.

Chi Hong clicked on it and took a look.

Boss Cai is a loan shark who uses predatory lending schemes and sexual exploitation to force women into prostitution to pay off his debts.

"This is outrageous! Three more women were driven to suicide, and the reward is only... 40?"

"The client cannot view the information. That's quite good for protecting client privacy. Logically speaking, with such a powerful force that has been entrenched in this world for so long, their intelligence must be quite reliable."

Chi Hong sent a message directly to No. 73, forwarding the request to No. 73.

In a certain residential area, Lu Yao had just returned home, kicked off her boots, and removed her red wig, making her look surprisingly innocent.

"Wow? So eager? You've already accepted the mission?"

Lu Yao quickly retrieved the target's information and then sent it to Chi Hong.

"Crimson, the target's intelligence accuracy is 87%. Their current location is at the Alluring Nightclub. Shall we move in tonight?"

She edited a message and sent it to Chi Hong.

Chi Hong glanced at Zoroark, who raised his head and a cunning smile appeared on his lips.

It seems like this Pokémon has a stronger deceptive ability than the one that is known for it.

Chi Hong smiled, raised his hand to pat Zoroark's head, and then replied to the message.

Crimson: He won't live past 3 a.m.

Number 73: Okay.

Lu Yao, who had just opened a can of Coke at home, took a screenshot of this screen and then sent it to a girl.

Inside the Alluring Nightclub, a girl who had just finished serving customers lay on the bed, her face ashen.

Her phone flashed, and she picked it up like a puppet, glancing at it with a sudden glint in her eyes.