Chapter 978 Agents from another world in action

The words are divided into two parts.

While the veteran players gathered to prepare for action, in the "Outer City People" shelter a few blocks away, three professionals, Border Town Prodigal, Jie Wei Chi Ke and Mr. Ziwei Da, were also taking action.

They are the first players to receive help from the Gray Hunters.

The infatuated guy is quite organized. After he couldn't find his wife, his first reaction was to ask for help from the police. Although there are indeed several police officers in the player group, not only the traffic police brother Lian Zheng'er has been catching bad guys.

There are all of them, but they are not qualified to handle cases in the game, so under the advice of the mature and mature old man Chen Tou, the gray man found Brother Zhongzhong.

That was before he posted a request for help.

Brother Zhongzhong was also very considerate. After receiving the news, he sent out his best soldiers and generals, not only the professionals led by the three agents, but also the fishing trio with super strong execution ability.

The Prodigal Son and others are responsible for looking for clues, while the three fishermen are responsible for taking action.

Professionals work differently. After simply collecting information, they locked the target area near the university town. Although Port Chardeau was in chaos due to the invasion of foreign enemies, as the core building complex of the city, the university town

The security nearby is still trustworthy.

After all, the official residence of the Steam Lords Council is here, and vicious incidents cannot happen here.

The criminals are not fools, and no one will stand out in the area where the official strikes hard. Therefore, the agents determined that this was most likely a series of incidents caused by an accident.

They wore mercenary uniforms very low-key and walked through the gathering place of the outer city. Although it was only a few blocks away from the shelter in the university town, both the environment and the planning were in a mess.

The closed streets are littered with tents, discarded garbage, and scavengers rummaging through them. There is no effective planning at all. Even if it is such a mess, there are still people setting up stalls next to the tents.

Selling some weird and unknown things.

There are always people gathering on the street, looking at the people on the street with vigilant and malicious eyes.

Walking here, the Prodigal Son felt like he was walking in the remote areas of Transia when he first entered the game.

"I said, the development of Port Chardeau is too uneven."

Mr. Ziwei next to him was playing with his crystal ball and complained:

"The university town is about to enter rudimentary capitalism, but the outer city area here has suddenly retreated into the wasteland style of speaking with fists. The gap between different classes in a city is really shocking to this extent.

Eye-opening.”

“At this time, we have to talk about a few cliches like ‘capitalism’s alienation of people’.”

The tall and untroubled Jiewei Chike said with a grin. He glared at the idle people around him to dispel their thoughts of making trouble over nothing, and at the same time vigilantly observed certain details around him.

He whispered:

"But I have read the collection of essays "Impressions of Port Chardeau" written by Professor Malcolm in Transia. The professor used considerable pen and ink to describe the class differences in this city in his article.

He said that most of the people in the outer city were freedmen who had lost their land due to the industrial development of halfling factory owners.

They have no skills, and even though they received meager compensation, they are unable to gain a foothold in the industrial system. Although the halflings have opened worker training institutions, there are always some people who are unwilling to be part of the black-smoking mechanical system.

These free people had nowhere to go, so they could only follow the commerce and trade and gathered in the Port of Chardeau. Just like the sand in the water always settles at the bottom of a cup, after hundreds of years of peace and industrial advancement, the Chardeau

The number of Xiacheng District residents gathered in many ports has reached an astonishing level.

Unable to integrate into this fast-paced city, they can only become independent.

These guys have formed their own closed and exclusive social model in the outer city. It is indeed a typical lawless zone where violence is used.

However, the Steam Lords have not completely ignored this group. They will try their best to plan for them when expanding the city. Unfortunately, the lack of a grassroots governance system has prevented the Steam Lords from keeping these people out of the main body.

people into their system.

The number of jobs this city can provide is always limited, but people have to find their own way to survive. It’s like a vicious circle. The more chaos there is, the more people there are, and the more people there are, the more chaos there is.”

“In areas where the rule of law is lacking, there will always be people who should not be in power to fill the vacancies in this part of the order in their own way.”

The prodigal brother hit the nail on the head and said:

"Just like the outer city was intensively cultivated by various gangs during the Cadman City period, the pattern here is similar. If you want to find people here, you have to directly find the gangs who control the place. Those ground rats are very well-informed.

To go even further, it is not difficult for us to judge that the disappearance of the Palian sisters might have been their own fault.

I have asked the staff at the shelter before, and the sisters have not concealed their origins. In order to recruit manpower for Transia, they have also set up a 'labor agency' in the outer city in the name of the Batacin Chamber of Commerce.

office.

I suspect that they were targeted because of this incident.

Given the current level of civilization shown by the people from the outer city, we cannot expect the 'underground godfathers' among them to understand the concept of a 'diplomatic accident' and the horrific waves it will cause. The cause of this incident is likely to be a blackmail plot.

Kidnapping for purpose.

But the huge chain reaction caused by the disappearance of the Palian sisters scared those guys and made them realize that they had made a stupid and terrible mistake.

Now I just hope that those gophers still have some sense and don't kill people and try to get away with it. Otherwise, this matter will be really difficult to handle.

Baroness Palian's two daughters are her lifeblood. Once she loses them, I estimate that based on the resources currently available to the Bataxin Chamber of Commerce and Baroness Palian's transcendent status in Transian political circles,

The fate of the people from the outer city will not be too good."

"Does the Batasin Chamber of Commerce need to hire people to do this?"

Mr. Ziwei snorted and curled his lips and said:

"If something happens to those sisters, with the character of the Gray Fighter and the players' behavior pattern of protecting the calf, the players in the expeditionary force alone can massacre this place, and there is a high probability that Mr. Murphy will also

Will not stop.

The Pallian family is a veteran who has followed Lord Murphy to conquer the world during the Cadman City disaster."

"Oh, look, ignorance, this thing itself is already terrible. What's even more terrible is that wherever it exists, it will always cause all kinds of worse troubles."

The prodigal brother sighed and continued to walk forward, but was soon poked in the arm by Jiewei Chike. He turned back and followed Chike's gaze. At a stall on the street, a Transian-style

Women's pendants are so eye-catching.

The three agents' eyes lit up.

There is a clue!

"You two stay here, I'll call someone."

Mr. Ziwei whispered something, then hummed and swayed his body and walked towards the stall in the other direction, while Chike and Luangzi were squatting on the stall next to them.

The owner of this stall is a half-grown child.

His dark skin had not been bathed for who knows how long, and there was a scar on his arm, which looked very fierce. However, the prodigal brother could tell at a glance that it was not a scar, it was just a scar made by the naughty kid with a knife.

The scars add a bit of "dignity" to him.

Hey, immature guys will do things like this to hurt themselves and make others laugh, no matter where they are in the world.

"Where did all these things come from?"

Jiewei Chike asked in a slightly accented Transian language. The bored child was too lazy to answer the question and just said indifferently:

"If you like it, take the money. If you don't have the money, get out."

After he finished speaking, he even cursed in a low voice in the local dialect, "You stupid foreigner who made war fortune." Of course, the translation program of the Calculation Orb translated this sentence conscientiously.

"These things are quite exquisite. Take them back to my daughter and she will definitely like them. Hey, brother, can they be cheaper?"

The prodigal brother showed a very philistine expression, and picked up a few trinkets from the stall. He also took the lady's pendant in his hand, and bargained:

"These things of yours are obviously from bad sources. Look, this elf bracelet is still stained with blood. I am taking risks by taking these, so give me a discount."

"Hey, expert."

When the naughty kid saw the business opening, he immediately grinned, showing his yellow teeth, and said:

"Just give me three gold coins. This is a preferential price, a special price for the heroes who come to surround the city!"

"Three gold coins? You are so poor that you are crazy!"

Jiewei Chike shouted angrily:

"If everything on the stall is worth one gold coin, I will take your surname. That's a big deal, right? Damn it, is this how you locals treat our defenders?"

"We didn't invite you here!"

The child did not suffer any loss and shouted loudly:

"I think you're just looking for trouble! You've already taken three gold coins, so just tell me whether you want to buy it or not!"

"Then what if I don't buy it?"

The prodigal brother threw out the things in his hand, but the lady's pendant was held in his hand. He said coldly:

"Can you still beat me up?"

"hehe"

The stall owner's child sneered, took out a whistle and blew it hard at his mouth, and a group of idlers on the nearby street who exuded a violent atmosphere immediately surrounded him with malicious smiles.

The prodigal brother sneered in his heart.

Sure enough, no matter which world they are in, the way these gophers "do business" is the same. However, although this method is stupid, it is very effective. If nothing else, isn't there a similar situation in their legal society?

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To be continued...