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The black super police usually develop some aliens as informants and collect information through these informants. Rabbit has also mentioned this to Locke before, so when K brought up this matter, Locke was not surprised.

"How many federal coins are issued every week?" Locke asked directly without hesitation.

"It is impossible to pay federal currency for daily salary, but US dollars. It can give you ten thousand US dollars per week." K said: "As for federal currency, you need to provide enough valuable information."

Neither Black Super Police nor Locke care much about the currency of the earth, but the federal currency is different. The package price of the earth is one million federal coins, which means that the minerals and resources on the earth are not worth more than this in total. too much.

The federal coins in the hands of the black special police are like the foreign exchange of the Eastern Kingdom in the 1970s and 1980s. They are very precious. The key is that they are not even qualified to work in sweatshops to exchange foreign exchange. The federal coins in hand are all based on the K line. assistance received.

Therefore, to simply pay the informant, it is naturally impossible to give federal currency, but the currency of the earth. Not to mention the resources secretly controlled by the black super police, it is no problem to directly print real money.

The black super police want to protect the stability of the earth. In addition to their own strength, the collection of relevant intelligence is also the focus. Mastering valuable intelligence in advance can also better deal with crises. Only at this time can they use federal coins.

Locke knew this very well, and he just tried to bring it up based on the idea of ​​​​having a date but not a date.

After Locke agreed, K created a file for Locke and gave him a watch that could contact the black super police and also had a positioning function. As for whether it had other functions, Locke couldn't find out.

The job of an informant is relatively free. Locke, the alien, is a Xibei, but both the black super police and those aliens think that he is an alien. Otherwise, there would be no Earthlings with danger level E.

Not long after Locke left, K suddenly received news that aliens had escaped from the Pacific Prison.

"Who escaped?" K was not too nervous. After all, it was just the Pacific Prison, and there were no difficult aliens in it.

"There are four people in total, codenamed Octopus, Rabbit, Eagle and Grizzly Bear."

"Interesting, there are four people who escaped from prison, and three of them are your roommates." K said to himself as he looked at Locke's photo in the file.

The room where Locke was held was arranged by K. Otherwise, there were many empty beds and even rooms in Pacific Prison. How could Locke directly meet three prison bullies?

It’s not that K doesn’t want to arrange more ‘powerful’ roommates, but such beings are all locked up in the Lunar Prison, and the things Locke committed can only be locked up in the Pacific Prison.

Of course, from K's point of view, all this is in the past. Now he instinctively feels that Locke's handiwork is involved. Only through two brief contacts, K also knows that asking Locke directly will definitely lead to ignorance.

"Start satellite positioning and track their location." K did not continue to trouble Locke. The aliens in the Pacific Prison have positioning devices on their bodies, which cannot be removed with bare hands. At least K doesn't think Rabbit and the others are capable. Done, it's usually not difficult to catch someone.

Soon, a map was displayed on the computer with four red dots on it, probably located along the coast of Mexico and heading towards the United States.

"Now let me take these lost little guys back." K said, got up and left the office.

On the border between the United States and Mexico, a dilapidated van staggered through a tunnel. A white driver in his fifties took a sip of beer and shouted:

"Once you get through this mountain range, there won't be any more Border Patrol agents. Are you poor bastards ready?"

The carriage at the back was covered with straw, and a dozen Mexicans gathered together to discuss in a low voice: "My cousin came there six years ago. I heard from him that he is now working as a repairman in an auto repair shop, and he works every month." You can make a lot of money.”

"My son works in a newspaper company and just got his green card two months ago. His wife is pregnant, and I want to go over and take care of their baby."

"You are so lucky. There are still people to take care of you. I went there just to make money..."

The driver could hear them discussing in low voices. A group of people with different ideas were preparing to go to the United States to find their ideal life. As for what life would be like after arriving in the United States, he didn't care, because he knew that the United States would not be a paradise, otherwise Why is he still doing his current job?

As long as you pass this section of the road, you can reach the stronghold, and then you can collect the money. Each person is three hundred U.S. dollars, which is 4,800 U.S. dollars for sixteen people. It is not a small amount in these days, and robberies are not like this. Earn enough for him to go back and live happily for a while.

"Police!" Just when the driver was happy, he suddenly saw several lights flashing in front of him, and then more than a dozen policemen with guns and ammunition rushed out from both sides of the deserted road, surrounding the truck.

"What an unexpected encounter, isn't it, stowaways." The leading police sergeant shouted loudly: "Get off the bus. You have arrived at the station. Don't try to resist, and don't do anything to make us feel Dangerous move or my guys here will shoot!”

With a policeman pointing a gun at him, the driver could only get out of the car with a grimace. Then the police brutally pried open the car. Sixteen Mexican illegal immigrants were driven out of the car one after another. The police chief counted the number of people. He whistled and said to the driver:

"Three hundred dollars for a stowaway. Seeing as you are a veteran and have made a lot of money before, it should be enough to pay the fine."

As a border police officer, he naturally knew the price of illegal immigration these days. With a smile on his face, he thought that if he squeezed the driver out of his body, he would definitely be able to increase his bonus this month.

At this time, the sound of a vehicle driving was heard not far away, and it stopped not far away.

Several policemen gathered around and saw two men in black suits and sunglasses walking out.

"Where does this lunacy come from? You are still wearing sunglasses at night." The police chief thought, and directly stepped forward and asked: "Who are you and what are you doing here!"

"The Fifth Branch of the Immigration Bureau, we received a tip that there are four dangerous elements among this group of stowaways." K took the lead and showed his ID to the police chief.

The certificates are of course genuine. When the Black Super Special Police handles affairs, the certificates of various national departments are extremely complete. Each department has its own specialized agency, and these institutions are basically only stored in files to facilitate the Black Super Special Police.

After the police chief confirmed the documents, K came to the stowaways and used sunglasses to identify them one by one.

When the analysis and identification were completed, K's expression was not very good, because the identities of fifteen of the sixteen people could be confirmed, except for the last one, which had no identity record at all in the database.

"Are you an octopus, a rabbit, an eagle or a grizzly bear? Where are the other three people?" K asked directly, staring at the last person.

The Mexican hesitated for a while, but when J next to him took out the laser gun, he could only say: "I am an octopus, I don't know anything!"