Looking at the short dagger of "psychotoxin", Rick fell into deep thought and decided not to absorb the truth inside for the time being.

I counted the harvest this time, in addition to two cursed daggers, there was also a human skin mask and twenty silver tales.

As for those documents, Mark secretly handed over to the Director.

In fact, the biggest gain this time should be Drona's corpse, but unfortunately it was destroyed by the strange eyeball that suddenly appeared.

If Dro's body is complete, before the shadow breath in his body disappears, Rick can refine Dro into a low-level shadow puppet.

Although his strength will drop to the third level of apprenticeship, it is a rare help.

Unfortunately, there was no material at the beginning, so he also had to peel off the abyss mantra. Even if it was not destroyed, Rick might not succeed.

So this time Rick left the psychotoxin dagger as a conventional weapon. It can also be used to rescue the emergency in an emergency.

While he was pondering, Mark's voice full of coquettishness sounded: "Mr. Rick, Director General is here."

Mark looked terrible. Since he learned that the powerful profession was killed by Rick, he immediately asked the reason why Rick came in at the police station, "killing people". Rick actually came in because of killing people.

Mark was immediately soaked in cold sweat, and his whole body was trembling with fear. Although Mark was a disaster to the countryside, he had never killed anyone and at most he injured him. This was enough for Mark to brag about it for a long time.

But the young man with fair skin and looks weak in front of him actually killed people, and there were five or six bandits. When Mark came back and faced Rick again, his title was upgraded from "boy" and "guy" to "Mr. Rick".

This place was specially rented by Mark to recuperate for Rick. The environment was quiet, less hustle and bustle on the streets and more peace, which was very suitable for recuperating.

Rick moved his body and sat up slowly.

Mark respectfully let out the door, and a tall man wearing a thick fluffy coat and a collar stood up, slowly walked in. From the sound of footsteps, a person's mood could be judged. Compared to the heavy despair last time, the director's pace became sonorous and powerful again this time.

Her face was rosy, her eyes were bags and messy hair were neatly cleaned. The bearded director was full of confidence and majesty.

Looking at Rick who looked at him with a smile, to be honest, the Director was in a very complicated mood at this moment.

Her skin is comparable to those noble ladies, with a faint sadness between her eyebrows. If she was a woman, the director might be moved.

After this period of precipitation, Rick's face disappeared, with a hint of calmness and ability, and he seemed to be more mature than Mark.

Putting away the dagger, Rick signaled Mark to bring the chair and whispered: "Sit down."

When the director heard this, he was not angry that Rick was rude and sat on the chair with a golden knife. Mark tactfully exited the room, carefully brought the door, and automatically guarded outside the door.

The director looked at Mark's back as he left thoughtfully, and smiled, "Will you have subordinates so soon?"

Rick chuckled and shook his head: "I can't be considered a subordinate, I'm just awe of the strong."

The director nodded and his expression gradually became serious. As the director's face changed, the atmosphere in the whole room became a little solemn.

Rick seemed to have no feeling, and still looked at the director calmly.

"I really want to thank you this time!" The director lowered his head and bowed slightly.

Rick felt at ease and accepted the thanks. The strength of the profession was beyond Rick's expectations, and he had difficulty killing the other party and even got into a stronger guy. Rick was definitely worthy of the director's gratitude.

Retracting his gaze from the gray cold fog wrapped around the abyss mantra, Rick's voice added a little more serious: "I want an innocent identity, an identity that is whiter than flour."

The director looked like this indeed, and his eyebrows frowned slightly: "It's a bit late to say now."

Through the director's explanation, Rick knew that he had missed a good opportunity.

A murder case is usually reported to the superior official immediately and then filed.

The Rick murder case, coupled with his charge of smuggling crystal salt, was enough for him to be hanged several times.

If the director has not registered with the superior official, he will almost be able to fish out Rick with his influence. But it is already filed at this time, and it is basically unlikely to fish out Rick.

"There is a way to temporarily exempt these crimes." The director pondered for a moment and said a solution that was not a solution.

Rick is just a suspect and has not been tried publicly, so this is an opportunity.

As long as Old Wade is asked to collude with confessions and modify the confession, he can remove the name of Rick's murderer, but the crime of smuggling crystal salt will be difficult to deal with.

"If you are an active-duty military or a government official, you can get a certain amount of charges." The director looked at Rick and told the last solution.

"Active-duty soldier?" Rick chewed this sentence carefully, and a disabled old Samoan gradually appeared in his mind. I wonder if Old Eiger is still alive?

"Can you help me get a government identity?" After thinking about it, Rick added: "It's better for the border army."

The director was stunned, then smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "You are well-informed. I also want to be a border soldier. If you have any connections, why not introduce it?"

Rick was stunned. The reason why he said the border army was because he avoided the pursuit of the powerful existence and must stay away from the inland. The only thing Rick was familiar with was the border army.

Moreover, Rick is also known as the Border Army Reserve. If that accident had not happened, he might have been the official Border Army.

After the other party gave a brief explanation, Rick suddenly realized.

Rick has been away from the border army for more than a month, and after he left, the border army has undergone great changes.

The discovery of crystal salt has been filed and reported.

At the same time, a small-scale conflict with the "Hao Come Again" business alliance occurred.

Imperial law stipulates that any resources and minerals discovered by the border army belong to the border army.

The border squadron with precious resources such as crystal salt but only has more than 40 people, is a delicious fat duck no matter how you look at it.

The empire is not delicious and looks too ugly, but the "good come back" business alliance has not had so many concerns. Because the one who provided exquisite crossbows to the sand thieves was these hyenas-like merchants.

Although the three sharp claw demons later brought some losses to both sides of the war, they could not stop human greed.

After being killed two similar people, the last claw demon disappeared deep in the desert.
Chapter completed!