Is this where the gangsters gather? Carrying an iron bucket filled with orange-red palm oil, he mixed with other gang members responsible for purchasing and entered an old warehouse on Patriotic Street in batches. What appeared in front of Lyon was not a dim warehouse full of dust and various groceries, but a green valley dotted with a large number of low-rise buildings. Many people were walking back and forth on the artificially dug dirt roads, busy preparing. What are you wearing? When he realized something was wrong, he immediately took a deep breath, and then pretended to be tired from carrying the oil drum. By changing the oil drum to the other shoulder, he looked around at the surrounding environment. The other directions are very ordinary, and there is nothing that can identify the location. However, in the northwest of the valley, you can vaguely see a huge "7"-shaped tower towering into the clouds. The giant steel-frame tower built by people from the Kingdom of Korok is a boarding tower used when boarding rigid airships, and the short horizontal line above the "7" is for passengers to fly up and down. The "platform" of the boat is one of the landmark buildings in the royal capital. … If the boarding tower is in the northwest... then this is a valley southeast of the royal capital? Relying on his outstanding eyesight to find the boarding tower and confirming his current position, Leon suddenly couldn't help but take a breath of air. Judging by the size of the boarding tower, this valley must be fifteen or sixteen kilometers away from the royal capital. I just entered a door and ended up directly more than ten kilometers away?
No wonder, no wonder the people from the Secret Investigation Bureau searched almost all over the capital, but couldn't find the gathering place of the rebels. It turns out that this place is not in the capital at all. It's strange that they can find it! Really...the ability of this space-moving anomalous object is a bit too outrageous! After carefully writing down his findings, Leon, who moved the oil drum from his left shoulder to his right shoulder, seemed to suddenly feel dizzy. He staggered back for half a step, then "instinctively" reached out and grabbed the door frame of the warehouse door. "As a last resort", he held the door handle and managed to stand firm. "Materialism" has no response. Unfortunately, it seems that although this door has the ability to cross space, the warehouse door itself is not an anomaly. It is probably just a carrier of some kind. Or the "abnormality" is not attached to the door frame and handle, but to the Some other location... "Little Baggins?" Not knowing the ulterior motive of Leon's actions, he watched him gasp and shift his shoulders, then suddenly stumbled and grabbed the door frame. The fat uncle following behind quickly stretched out his hand to hold the oil drum, and said with a worried expression: "If you feel uncomfortable, just put the oil drum down and go home to rest. I'll come back for a run later." "Need not." After hearing what the fat uncle said, Lyon, who had no idea where his "own" home was, quickly shook his head and rejected his kindness, then regained his footing, carrying the oil drum with "blue veins bulging" and "sweating", and followed The people in front continued to walk towards the warehouse. This child... alas! Just like his father back then, he had a stubborn temper that even nine oxen could not control... Looking at "Little Baggins"'s sweat-soaked clothes and laboriously arched back, the fat man who was also carrying a large bag couldn't help but sigh, and then he quickened his pace and followed him, ready to reach out when he couldn't hold on any longer. Give him a hand to avoid smashing the oil drum and preventing little Baggins from hurting himself. However, the strange thing is that little Baggins looked like he was almost exhausted just now, and his body was even swaying, but he just walked swaying like this for a long time, looking as if he was about to collapse at any time, but he really didn't. I persisted and successfully carried the oil drum to the warehouse. "Haha?!" After taking over the oil drum from Little Baggins, the person in charge of the reconciliation was staggered and was thrown to the ground by the oil drum. After staggering for two steps to steady his body, he picked up the oil drum by pushing it hard on his belly. The person who checked the accounts raised his head, looked at "Little Baggins" in surprise and said: "What's going on? Why is this barrel of oil so full? Isn't it usually half a barrel?" "..." ah? It turns out that big barrels of palm oil are only filled half a barrel?
After hearing the question of the person who reconciled the account, he knocked out the real Baggins while he was filling up his tank. Leon, who had taken over his identity, couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed. He understood the expression on the oil shop owner's face at that time. The desire to speak stopped again. My family has a small population, and they used to use small cans. I have never bought such a large barrel of oil. After knocking the real little Baggins unconscious, I took it for granted that the oil barrel was completely full before carrying it out. The oil shop owner saw that he had "attacked" the real little Baggins, and was asked by Amy to cooperate with his actions, so he did not dare to remind him, and just let himself carry the big barrel of oil away... "I am not sure as well." After wiping the sweat from his head, "Little Baggins", who looked quite handsome but had a somewhat cold expression, moved his shoulders and said expressionlessly: "The oil shop owner only gave me so much. I asked him about it, but he said he didn't give me the wrong amount, so I just took it back." "that's all?" It seemed that he was not surprised by "Little Baggins"'s indifference. After thinking about it for a while, the person who reconciled the account said with determination: "It may be that this batch of oil was almost sold out, and the truck was about to leave. He was in a hurry to empty the big barrel so that he could follow the truck to the gas station to pick up new ones and sell them back. So he just gave you all the remaining oil. . Very good, haha, little Baggins, you are lucky today, you picked up a small bargain for us. " "Maybe." After responding indifferently, the cold-hearted "little Baggins" turned around and left the warehouse, walking back in the direction he came from. The person who checked the accounts was not angry at his impolite behavior, but greeted the next person with a smile. Really... Fortunately, I chose this person with a cold temperament... Looking back at the expression of the person who checked the accounts, after confirming that there was nothing unusual, Leon was relieved and then thanked his choice. The list of suspected rebel purchasers given by Amy had about 20 people, and the reason why I chose this little Baggins was because he was a little bit angry. Kings, because he is cold and taciturn, and doesn't seem to be very sociable. Although such a person is not hidden enough, because of the lack of communication and expression, it is the least likely to be exposed when there is insufficient information. If it is replaced by a more cheerful and talkative person, it is difficult for him to act so "normal". Good luck! After looking around the situation, Lyon immediately locked his target on the building in the center of the valley. Since he has successfully sneaked in, the next step is to complete the task, first find the grandfather and grandson who are suspected of having memory ability, and find a way to erase the princess... "Little Baggins!" Just as Lyon was about to start his own investigation, the fat uncle who had helped him from behind before quickly chased out of the warehouse. After calling out the "strong" little Baggins, the fat uncle with a beard couldn't help complaining: "The barrel of oil was so full, why didn't you ask me to help, and just carried it back by yourself? It's a small matter to break the barrel, but what if your waist is injured? ” “…” I knew that good luck was definitely an illusion! Looking at the acquaintance who came up to talk to him, Leon, who was short of information, couldn't help but have a headache. Then he tried to maintain the paralyzed character of little Baggins and responded coldly: “I tried to carry it for a while, and when I felt it was enough, I carried it back by myself.” “Nonsense!”
Seeing that he was still showing off, the fat uncle couldn't help but get angry, and glared at him: “I just tried to carry it, and I almost sprained my waist. You carried such a big barrel of oil for so long, can your body withstand it? Besides, when you passed the door before, you almost fell down, and I was watching from behind! What are you showing off? ” “…” Really…If I had known it would be like this, I would have endured it for a while and not touched the door frame and handle directly. “Why are you so stubborn, kid? ” Looking at the little Baggins who was still "stubbornly" unwilling to speak, the fat uncle couldn't help but sigh and persuaded: "I know you are suffering and want to find something to do to numb yourself, but you should also pay attention to your body and don't consume too much. You may not feel it when you are young, but when you are old. ” "Don't worry about it!" Being concerned about the investigation and worried that he would be exposed if he talked too long, Leon was eager to get rid of this kind uncle who was a bit talkative, so he raised his head and glared at him, and refused without hesitation: "I know how my body is! You don't need to be long-winded. ” "..." "You...what's wrong with you?" Being startled by the sudden explosion of "little Baggins", the fat uncle couldn't help but be stunned, and then said suspiciously: "Little Baggins? You are...a little strange today? You never talked to me like this in the past...” “…” Ah, this… It seems that even if the faces are exactly the same, there are still differences for familiar people. Is it wrong for people to find out? Just when Leon's eyes wandered slightly and he began to think about how to cover it up, the fat uncle came up with the answer on his own, and said with a kind face and some annoyance: “Is it old Baggins? He beat you up again these two days, right? Did he steal your money to buy alcohol again?” “…” Taking Leon's silence as a default, the fat uncle's honest round face quickly turned red, grabbed his wrist and rolled up his sleeves, and indeed found several long bruises at the elbow. “Damn it! This dog thing! Sooner or later, he will die on those two mouthfuls of horse urine!” After scolding angrily, the fat uncle grabbed Leon, who was "suffered from domestic violence", and strode back in the direction he came from, saying angrily as he walked: “You can't spoil him like this anymore! Come back with me to find him! I will definitely help you get your money back!" "..." Ah, this... I finally got in, why am I going back without doing anything? Just now, I just played a little freely, and I was found out. Something was wrong. Leon couldn't do anything else at this moment. He had to let the fat uncle pull him and walked back and forth on the road, getting farther and farther away from the suspicious building in the center of the valley... "Bang!"
Just when Leon was unwillingly pulled all the way to the door and was about to cross the strange door that could travel through space again and leave the valley where the rebels lived, the old iron warehouse door suddenly twisted twice, and then there was a bang, and it turned into a mahogany door with flower and bird patterns carved on it. Accompanied by the sound of the door shaft, the mahogany door was pushed open from the outside, and a middle-aged man who looked young but had a lot of white hair on his temples walked in. "Are you going out?" Walking in from the door, the middle-aged man smiled kindly after seeing Leon and the fat uncle "inside the door", and then said: "Wait a moment, I will change the destination back immediately." "Ah, we are not in a hurry!" After seeing the middle-aged man, the fat uncle subconsciously stood up straight, then bowed his head with a look of reverence and said: "Leader, you have been a little haggard recently, please take care of your health." "Hehe, I will." Leader? ! Leon, who was following behind, had his pupils shrink when he heard the words, and then he bowed his head respectfully while imitating the fat uncle's appearance, and repeatedly remembered the appearance of the middle-aged man in his mind. The leader of the rebels, who the secret investigation bureau has tried for so many years but has not been able to find, is now standing two meters in front of him! This face must be remembered firmly... Hmm... I don't know why, his facial features seem a little familiar? "Okay!" Not knowing that one of the two people in front of him was a cleaner from the Cleanup Bureau, the middle-aged man reached out and touched the nameplate on the edge of the mahogany door frame after closing the door again. The luxurious mahogany door twisted and turned back into the old iron warehouse door. "Go out, I've changed the destination back." "Thank you, Chief!" "Haha, you're welcome." Lyon, who had watched the middle-aged man's operation throughout the process, was staring at the nameplate on the door frame thoughtfully, and the middle-aged man, who had accidentally revealed his true colors, smiled and asked: "By the way, Owen, you and Little Baggins are sweating all over, you just came back from shopping, right? Why don't you take a break and go back?" "The two of us..." The fat uncle named Owen hesitated for a moment, then sighed and told the whole story: "Master Nathan, Little Baggins was beaten again yesterday, and his money was robbed. I'm worried that Old Baggins will squander the money, so I want to take him to get it back quickly." "Is that so..." Hearing the fat uncle's words, the middle-aged man couldn't help but think of the scene in the morning, and after looking at the bruises on "Little Baggins'" elbow, the smile on his face couldn't help but disappear. "It's too late for you to find him." After shaking his head slightly, the middle-aged man looked at "Little Baggins" and said with a slightly apologetic look: "When I met my friends on Aiguo Street this morning, I actually saw your father across the street. He came out of the pub drunk. He must have drunk all night yesterday with your money. But before I had time to go over, he urinated in front of the memorial wall of the Patriotic War on the street. He was found by the patrolling guards and kicked a few times. He was arrested and locked up. I'm afraid you can't get your money back."
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm used to being beaten or robbed." After suppressing his inner excitement, Leon, who was ready to rely on the "abnormal object" of forced salute to sneak into the top of the rebel party, maintained the character of a dead-hearted boy, and asked with a little desire in his eyes: "Master leader, I...what should I do to have magical power like you?" "..." Because you can't beat your alcoholic father, you want to have power? How could such a naive and superficial wish give birth to a real abnormality? Looking at the "little Baggins" in front of him, the middle-aged man couldn't help shaking his head in his heart. For this somewhat lonely teenager, he had already done some investigations and believed that he did not have the conditions to become an "abnormal", and he didn't even put him on the observation list for the Aquarius director. But... Looking at the new and old overlapping stick wounds on Lyon's thin arms, and thinking about the iron battle medal that was angrily "spit" on the wall by old Baggins in the morning with thick phlegm, the middle-aged man couldn't help but be silent for a moment, then sighed deeply, and stretched out his palm to the "little Baggins" in front of him. "Give me a strand of your hair, I'll help you take a look."
