Great Single Player of the Heavens

Price's serious expression made Lu Qi serious.

"you say."

After reaching out to signal Lu Qi to sit down, Price took off his boonie hat, put it on the desk, and said in a deep voice:

"I need you to exit 141!"

Hearing this, Lu Qi raised his brows lightly, did not speak immediately, but watched Price quietly.

He knew that Price had more to say.

Sure enough, he guessed right!

"I plan to transfer you to MI6 and form an intelligence team to provide intelligence support for 141."

MI6? !

The legendary one of the world's four major intelligence agencies, the intelligence department where Bond Brother 007 works? !

Although Lu Qi had some guesses, he really didn't expect that Price gave himself such a surprise...

After digesting Price's words, Lu Qi asked:

"You mean, let me be an agent and engage in intelligence?"

"That's right!"

Nodding his head, Price explained his extreme distrust of the Americans' intelligence capabilities and the benefits of doing so.

"To be honest, I never believed in Sheffield. Although on the surface he is a good general who loves soldiers like his own son, he will do whatever it takes to capture Makarov and uproot the entire inner circle for the 30,000 fallen soldiers. But that's what makes me distrust him even more."

"A person blinded by hatred, sometimes, can do anything..."

Hearing this, Lu Qi couldn't help giving Uncle Pu a thumbs up in his heart: Sure enough, he is old and immortal, and he is a good judge of people!

Sheffield is a hypocrite who puts the mask of "good general" on his face and tries to play such a role!

No matter what kind of person he was before, from the moment he hooked up with Makarov, indirectly killed Joseph Allen, and indirectly caused the airport massacre, he was destined to be no longer the former Sheffield!

Temporarily pressing down the messy thoughts in his mind, Lu Qi asked another question of his own:

"why me?"

Faced with this question, Price was not surprised at all, as if he had expected him to ask such a question, and responded directly:

"You have all the abilities you need to be an intelligence officer, and, most importantly, you are one of the few people I trust."

"Although your Asian face is... not good for lurking. However, I believe you will think of other ways to obtain information."

"So...Alex, can I trust you and entrust you with this task?"

Facing Price's blazing gaze, Lu Qi didn't think about it for too long, so he smiled confidently, spread his hands, and said:

"When have I let you down?!"

Price's mission was exactly what he wanted.

Leaving Task Force 141 and becoming an MI6 agent not only means that Lu Qi has changed from a soldier to an agent, but also means that he no longer needs to obey Sheffield's orders, and only needs to be responsible to MI6 and Price.

In other words, he didn't have to stay in Credenhill all day, and he could run around the world in the name of collecting intelligence.

With a greater degree of freedom, he can take advantage of his familiarity with the plot to provide 141 with reliable information, so as to prevent 141 from being regarded as an abandoned child by Sheffield and thrown into the fire pit; Makarov follows.

After all, when there are too many people, it is easy to leave all kinds of clues. Intelligence personnel are expensive but not expensive.

Although in a short period of time, he can no longer fight side by side with Price, Soap, Ghost and others. However, for more important things, the brief separation is for a better encounter in the future!

Before Price could continue, Lu Qi suddenly raised a finger and said suddenly:

"However! I have one condition..."

"condition?"

"I need someone to help me with this task."

"Who?"

"Ella!"

Hearing this, Price was taken aback for a moment, and then understood the meaning of Lu Qi's move.

"Okay, that shouldn't be a problem. If you need any other help, just ask..."

"No need, just her. The intelligence team doesn't need too many people. Besides, I have to leave some bodyguards for you. Otherwise, without me, who will protect you, an old man..."

Hearing this, Price raised his head slightly, looked at Lu Qi who looked like his son who was about to leave home and live alone, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Don't think that you are leaving 141 soon, I am not your boss Well, I still have a lot of ways to deal with you little bastard..."

Faced with Price's "wear small shoes" warning, Lu Qi couldn't help raising his hands, begging for mercy:

"Okay, I admit defeat..."

Lu Qi is full of enthusiasm for the role he is about to play.

Although my Asian face will bring some difficulties and troubles to Lurk. However, he does not think that this will hinder his progress.

There is never more than one way to obtain information.

Depending on the object, the method adopted is also different. In addition to using identity disguise, lurking in the environment, and monitoring the target in all directions, there are also more direct methods such as coercion, temptation, intimidation, etc.

Whether they are Asian or white, as long as they can collect intelligence, they are good agents!

Lu Qi seems to have regained the feeling he had in Los Santos, leading a team and solving troubles for clients.

Price and Task Force 141 are his clients, and Makarov and the Inner Circle are his troubles.

The difference between the two is that at that time, he was dealing with some little villains. And this time, what he has to deal with is the big villain...

"Come back to business, your and Ella's personal information and files will be temporarily transferred from 141 to MI6, so that Americans will not be able to know your whereabouts."

"What if Sheffield asks? He really appreciates me as a competent person..."

Price didn't care about Lu Qi's joke, but directly answered his doubts:

"You are from England, and you were temporarily transferred to other departments to perform special operations. Such an answer should make him shut up."

While speaking, Price slowly got up from the office chair, came to Lu Qi, put his hand on his shoulder, and said in a deep voice:

"Leave tomorrow, before reporting to MI6, meet with Colonel McMillan, he will give you some advice."

"I understand."

After everything that should be said, Lu Qi came to the door of the office, turned the door handle, and when he was about to leave, Price seemed to remember something, and suddenly stopped him:

"Alex!"

After a pause in his hand, he turned around, and Lu Qi looked at the boss who was also a teacher and friend with a little doubt, "Huh? Is there anything else?"

Looking at Lu Qi's young face, Price blinked, and then said slowly:

"On the outside, you have to remember that you have no teammates to cover you, you are alone. So..."

Price didn't seem to be used to this kind of scene, he paused, and then slowly spit out a parting order from his mouth:

"be careful."

Looking directly at Price's deep blue eyes, Lu Qi sensed the concern the other party wanted to express, and couldn't help but solemnly nodded his head:

"I will."

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