On January 8, after a few days of busy work, the office building of Section 9 was decorated.

Bathed in the morning sunshine, Annick rubbed his hands with white air and looked at the golden office building, and his mood improved a lot.

"Good morning, senior."

Matthew was wrapped in a black uniform coat, gloves, cotton hat, gloves, and other items to keep out the cold. With only his cute face exposed, he greeted Annick.

Annick jumped on the carriage of Section 9 and said: "Good morning, take me around today. I don't even know how big our jurisdiction is. Take me to the key places that need attention."

Matthew stretched out his right hand and handed it to Annick and said, "Help section chief."

"Just stay in the carriage and show me the way at the intersection."

Upon seeing this, Matthew jumped up with all his strength and jumped firmly onto the driver's seat of the carriage.

"I'd better sit with the seniors. You are the elder or the superior. It's really unbearable for you to be blown out in the cold wind."

Annick knew that some people had this strange stubbornness, so he didn't say anything more and started to patrol with his carriage.

"Here, senior, our jurisdiction mainly includes the industrial parks of several giants in the city, as well as the accompanying office areas, as well as several surrounding commercial streets that provide rental and catering services."

Annick roughly recalled the map of the entire Eggsburg city. The Pride District in the north occupies nearly half of the land, most of which is an industrial area. His own area is the core area of ​​the industrial area, with metallurgy, machinery,

Ceramics and firearms are produced here.

"Tsk, the weekly salary of 10 pounds is a bit low. This jurisdiction is twice the size of the previous port branch. Fortunately, we don't have to deal with such trivial matters as lost money and lost cats."

While driving the carriage, Annick did not forget to complain.

Matthew pointed to the way forward and said, "Let's go around the jurisdiction in the morning. In the afternoon, we will check the status of the special personnel every week."

Special agents? Gangsters? This is the first thing that comes to Annick's mind.

"Special personnel? We're not going to meet a group of guys with shotguns, wearing bowler hats and long scarves," Annick blurted out as various images of godfathers or mafia bosses came into his mind.

"Ah? There are no such people in our jurisdiction. Shotguns are generally only issued by the General Administration, because the industrial area is relatively orderly, and ordinary police here are only equipped with revolvers."

Matthew completely misunderstood what Annick meant, but Annick was not going to explain.

"Is the order good? The main reason is that there are enough jobs here. Who is willing to make mistakes if they can make money." Annick said to himself.

"Senior? The special ones are some officially registered magical associations or shops opened by individuals. They are considered legal semi-public organizations, so we need to go there once a week."

The extraordinary version of the underground black market? However, this black market is more transparent than the port branch, and at least on the surface it is under the jurisdiction of the government.

"I understand, then take me around for a while. Let's visit these important large companies one day."

Annick has an idea. The Raptors are still not overpowering the local snakes. Besides, not all of the companies behind these big companies are involved in people with great hands and eyes. In fact, Annick is more afraid of alerting the enemy. He also has to lurk and dig out the guys from the Cross Rose Society.

, maybe the wild supernatural beings here can provide help.

"Visit? We basically don't deal with them." Matthew asked, tilting his head.

Why is this stupid roe deer like a blank piece of paper? Annick explained patiently: "Handling well with these big companies is like having a good relationship with your neighbors. If you have good neighbors, if you have something to deal with in the future, you can find a helper."

convenient."

"Neighbor? Are you talking about a guy like Nolbe? This guy causes small explosions and fires every day, which makes my sleep uneasy."

That's weird, Annick complained in his mind.

"Forget it, just follow me and learn."

"Okay senior."

After giving up explaining to this beautiful girl, the two patrolled at a much faster pace and rushed back to Section 9 before lunch.

"Good afternoon, section chief, would you like a cup of the freshly brewed black tea?"

Norbert held an alcohol lamp and boiled black tea in a beaker. When he saw Annick and his wife coming back, he immediately said hello.

Seeing the reddish-brown liquid swirling in the beaker with a glass rod inserted for stirring, Annick immediately remembered the warnings about his experiment and refused with a wry smile.

"Actually, I prefer green tea." As long as I'm afraid that the stuff in your test equipment might be adulterated with something poisonous, then I'm done.

Norbert didn't know the other half of the lines that Annick didn't say, so he held the beaker with a tong, poured himself a small cup of black tea, and ate the bento that was delivered.

The food was okay. The main dish was duck in sauce with some sauerkraut, plus shelf-stable radish and cabbage. Annick recalled that in his early years in the north of the world, that was all he had every winter. In terms of staple food, the ordinary ones only provided bread, but with the

2 pence could be exchanged for a small bowl of rice, so Annick decisively paid more.

"Section Chief, you have a unique taste and like rice." Nolbe stuck his head out and looked at the bento in his hand and said.

"Haha, everyone has their favorite. Merlin likes pure bitter coffee without sugar. Do you prefer black tea, Matthew? By the way, what does Matthew like or dislike, and how much can he eat?"

Mashu, who was eating with his lunch box in his arms, was stunned and said: Senior, how can you ask about a lady's food intake? This is quite rude."

Norbert ignored Matthew's vicious look and said, "She, one person can eat the three of us at the buffet."

Annick put down his spoon and looked at Matthew, thinking to himself: Is it so edible? I underestimated it.

"Senior, did you just think that I was good at eating? And that I would grow taller?" Mashu asked a little angrily.

"Ah, no, you are thinking too much, eat, eat."

He was about to use the excuse of eating, but unexpectedly, Mashu climbed along the pole and spoke.

"Since senior is so curious, there is nothing I don't want to eat. My favorite is barbecue, paired with lemon cream cakes. The drink is soda water without sugar. Senior, can you please make arrangements for that day?"

I'll arrange a party, and there are two foodies at home. If the three of you meet together, my salary won't be enough for food.

"Yeah, hahaha, you three can go to a dinner party. I have to go home after get off work, and there are two younger sisters at home waiting for me to have dinner with me."

"Yeah, then let's go visit some other day. Anyway, Nolbe and I have nothing to do."
Chapter completed!