Chapter 570

The door opened, and an old man dressed as a butler, with graying temples but a vigorous spirit, walked in.

"Is there anything?" Rum asked with an unruffled expression.

If it were any other subordinate disturbing him while he was relaxing, Rum would never be so easy to talk to, at least he would scold them.

But this old man was different.

The other party was originally the butler who served Renya Karasuma, and was later sent to his side to assist him in his work.

Being recognized by Renya Karasuma, this butler's ability was indeed extraordinary; all the things handed over were handled in an orderly manner, saving him a lot of trouble.

However, Rum never forgot from beginning to end that this butler, besides being his assistant, was also an eye monitoring him.

He knew very well that this person would regularly report his recent situation to the BOSS.

It was impossible for Rum to have no resentment in his heart, but as an old man in the Organization, he knew very well the energy Renya Karasuma possessed, and he could not oppose such an arrangement on the surface.

Therefore, he didn't want to offend this butler too much, lest he give him a bad name when reporting.

Fortunately, this butler was quite respectful to him usually, making Rum find him less of an eyesore.

The butler bowed slightly and said: "My lord, the mole in the Police Agency has confirmed the location of the secret file 547 library and left a backdoor on the relevant equipment."

Rum heard this, his body straightened slightly: "Oh? Is the intelligence reliable?"

The butler replied respectfully: "Reliable, after multiple investigations, it has been confirmed that the archive stores the list of FBI moles who have infiltrated various underground organizations."

"Very good!" A sharp light flashed in Rum's eyes, and he said: "Has Curaçao arrived in Japan?"

"She will arrive today." The butler replied.

Rum nodded lightly: "Good! Let her come to see me immediately after she gets off the plane!"

"Yes!" The butler bowed: "Do you have any other orders?"

Rum waved his hand: "You go down."

"Yes!" The butler bowed deeply and then retreated.

Rum narrowed his eyes and dialed the phone: "Vermouth, I plan to make a move tonight; find a way to drag down the FBI in Tokyo."

"No problem, leave this to me." Vermouth's answer was very straightforward. ===== CHAPTER 572 =====