Asked you to write a book, not to confess your criminal record!

"Eh?"

At this moment, Yu Qin raised her brows, and a few strands of her hair started to flutter, "Based on what you're saying, if he is really an agent, he must have completed quite a few missions."

It was rare for Lucas to share the same line of thought with Yu Qin, "I'll check out his novel right away. If it truly is his autobiography, then we can turn this into leverage against him."

Agents are not particularly welcome in the underworld.

In fact, it could be said that organizations involved in the black industry detest these agents.

The reason is none other than the nature of agents: they are usually government employees, working for security, military, and political systems, engaging in tasks such as undercover work and espionage.

This inevitably leads to a situation where one party suffers and another profits.

Organizations like the Morgan Group usually end up on the losing end, with a huge amount of intelligence plundered and key figures lost.

"Let's take a look first," Yu Qin said indifferently.

Lucas nodded.

He then delved into Lin Chuan's novel "Ace Agent."

At this point, his mindset was a bit different.

Previously, he criticized Lin Chuan's writing as subpar, but now, he intended to find Lin Chuan's criminal evidence within the novel.

It sounded far-fetched.

Yet, Lucas and Yu Qin were doing just that at the moment.

'Agents, engaged in extremely perilous undercover work.'

'This profession can almost be distinguished from all others, having extremely high demands on those involved.'

'Agents, assigned to missions all year round, sometimes undercover for as long as eight or ten years. During such lengthy periods, they had to carry out their tasks and remain hidden, withstand scrutiny, and avoid detection. A strong psychological constitution had become the primary condition.'

'To become an ace agent is as hard as ascending to heaven.'

'I was lucky, working in the field for 30 years, 72 missions, with 0 failures and 72 successes.'

'In the circle, I'm referred to as the highest mountain among agents.'

'...'

Lucas muttered, "He sure can brag, the highest mountain, more like the tallest molehill!"

However, he had to keep reading.

The evidence hadn't been found yet.

Soon, the first chapter was almost over.

The first half was mostly narrated in a reminiscent tone, without getting into agent action, until the end of the chapter, when the first mission was about to be accepted.

Lucas's gaze sharpened, he perked up, widened his eyes, and read this part carefully.

'I underwent four years of agent training.'

'I'm proud to say that in these four years, I learned too many skills.'

'For example, Flying Dragon Cloud Searching Hand!'

'Cough, just kidding, it's actually pickpocketing. With a single's twenty years of swift hand speed, every attempt is successful without exception.'

'There's also lock-picking, Cheating Techniques, shooting, fighting, surveillance and counter-surveillance, crime scene processing, and a bit of Hacker knowledge, etc.'

'These skills, if put to use on the outside, would land me in the police station countless times.'

'But as an agent, they incredibly fit the bill, each skill seemed tailor-made.'

'So, I completed the graduation assessment with ease and entered the Security Bureau as the king of newcomer agents.'

'My leader is called Qin.'

'He's a strange old man, our contact code was "darling" and had to be shouted in dialect, which made me deeply question his orientation.'

'Later on, this odd old man, helped me a lot.'

'The darling contact code also saved me from danger many times.'

'After entering the Security Bureau, my first task was to investigate a group figure's involvement in organized crime.'

'His name is Yan Jing, the leading figure of Yan Group. Old Qin suspects he is the backstage mastermind of the biggest black market organization in the eastern region.'

'Wow, they really think highly of me.'

'Right after graduation, they had me undertake such a dangerous mission!'

That was where the first chapter ended.

Lucas's brows lifted, and a glint appeared in his eyes: "Eh, this is getting interesting. The confrontation between a freshly graduated little agent and a crime lord."

He did not rush to flip to the second chapter but instead turned to the comment section.

There were precisely 16,517 comments in the comment section.

He hadn't read many online novels and wasn't very clear about the number of comments from 'just one night, just the Southeast Asia region.'

Yet the tally of over ten thousand compelled him to see what these readers were talking about.

[Holy smokes! Agent, don't let me catch you carrying out missions in Southeast Asia!]

[Old Qin is quite a character; so I want to set up a contact code like that with my goddess.]

[Is the biggest black market organization in the eastern region real?]

[It's written so realistically!]

[This author really has something, I've thoroughly immersed myself!]

[Bro upstairs, are you an agent too?]

[Can an agent openly speak here and confess their identity?]

[Haha, that's true, this author's novel, at least thirty countries' police are lurking in the comment section.]

[Have you seen the post on the International Forum - Underworld? At least half are police officers and criminals.]

[I've seen it too. Over there, police cosplaying as criminals, but criminals are preaching not to learn from this author, it's hilarious!]

[...]

A series of peculiar comments went by.

Lucas once again muttered the title "Ace Agent;" his opinion of it had slightly improved.

Over sixteen thousand comments with phrases like 'really thrilling,' 'realistic writing,' 'criminal record,' kept appearing. They seemed to be in jest, but it was apparent, most of them were positive reviews.