"This does happen. After all, not everyone from the official organizations will go, and without confirmed detailed intelligence, they can't possibly send a team to investigate. So matters like this fall to certain Hunter Stations."
Song Qiming took a drag from his cigarette, fixed his eyes on the commission on the table, and murmured, "I didn't expect it to be intelligence related to the Black Vatican. And with such a high commission fee, too. Strange..."
"That client left a message below. If we accept this commission, they'll transfer a six-million deposit directly. No matter what information we get after going to the Ancient Capital, we can receive the remaining four million."
Leng Lingling's little face leaned in. Even she rarely saw such a lavish employer, and it was actually for an investigation into the Black Vatican. It seemed this was someone with a very strong sense of justice.
"Brother Xiaoyu, what do you think? Why don't we take this commission? We can get ten million no matter what information we find, and I really want to go see the Ancient Capital too!"
"That last sentence is your real goal, isn't it..."
Cheng Xiaoyu quipped, read through the contents of the commission several more times, then said, "There aren't any clues at all. We can't just run around like headless flies looking for something. I think since that employer commissioned us, there's a high chance this matter is real. If we're really going to investigate, we can ask the Ancient Capital's Official Forces for help."
Song Qiming frowned slightly, no one knew what he was thinking. He glanced at Cheng Xiaoyu and asked as if nothing was wrong, "By the way, what has your mom been doing lately?"
"She went out a while ago. I think she went traveling with her