The shop assistant listened to his words, but still lowered his head and continued to wipe the table indifferently. He waited until the man walked onto the bustling street, then raised his head, revealing a slightly childish face.
.
He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a fair face and nimble eyes. He looked extremely smart and shrewd. He watched the other person's back gradually go away, rolled his cunning eyes, thought for a moment, and then dropped the gun in his hand.
Guy, he raised his fingers at a kid about ten years old at the door.
The child bit his finger and ran up to him, looking at him eagerly.
The store clerk raised his hand and pointed, and said softly: "Did you see that tall black guy just now?"
The child nodded quickly.
The store clerk took out a copper coin and waved it in front of the child and said, "Follow him and see where he lives."
The child turned his head and looked at it, then agreed and ran over.
The shop assistant couldn't help but smile when he saw the child following the customer and disappearing around the corner. Then he shouted towards the store: "Xiao Mai, please give me a moment."
Then, he raised his hands, patted his greasy clothes vigorously, and hurried out of the hotel.
He skillfully turned a few corners along the alley behind the street, and then walked to the front of an ordinary yard.
Looking around, there are exactly the same houses on the entire street. The yard looks very inconspicuous, and it would be impossible to find it accurately if it were not unusually familiar.
He raised his hand and knocked heavily on the door a few times in a strange rhythm. Then, without waiting for anyone inside to respond, he pushed the door open and walked in.
The courtyard was extremely quiet and empty.
But after he arrived at the courtyard, he did not dare to take another step.
The boy looked at it, then stretched his neck and shouted to the middle house, "Is Lord Mange here?"
The door of the house opened with a bang, and a young man appeared at the door.
This man had a standard Naian face and was tanned. He was wearing the uniform of a guard officer.
After he saw the young boy in front of him, he glared at him impatiently and said: "Why is it you again, boy? I told you, don't bother me all day long with those petty thefts and charlatans."
, this captain still looks down upon those small fish and shrimps."
The young boy nodded and bowed with a flattering smile, and said: "It's definitely not this time. I promise, I guess what I'm targeting this time is the bad... bad... bad..."
The guard captain glared and said angrily: "Bad elements!"
"Yes, yes. Have you ever said that people like this who are dissatisfied with our good situation in Nai'an are particularly scary. They are all potential terrorists...terrorists, yes, terrorists." The boy nodded quickly and said
: "Captain, do you know that I, Pilianke, have been on this street for more than ten years, and I have never looked at people. I can tell the difference between good and bad people at a glance. I guarantee that I will
There must be something wrong with that person I saw today."
Captain Mange held his chin and thought for a moment, then waved to the boy and said, "Come in, boy."
After the boy ran into the house, Captain Mange looked up and saw a man on the second floor in the yard opposite, shaking the white sheets at Captain Mange.
Captain Mange nodded clearly, then turned around and walked into the room.
The boy walked into the room and was surprised to find three people sitting on the table in the middle of the room. One was young, wearing a clerk's clothes, with a bit of a ruffian look, and the other was about thirty or forty years old, with a
Scar, wearing a military uniform, wears the logo of the City Guards on his chest.
There is also a child who looks like a jade sculpture, chubby and cute, dressed like a young master from an ordinary landlord's family, with a pair of big black and bright eyes, and the big eyeballs can't stop slinking around.
Just by looking at it, you can tell that this little guy is a master who beats dogs and chases chickens all day long, causing trouble over nothing.
Captain Mange said to the boy: "This is Lord Bolt of the City Guards, but he is a big shot from the south. Please be respectful. That is my lord's clerk, and this is my lord's nephew."
Pilianke thought to himself: What a big shot, isn't he just the captain of the first squadron? What a show~!
However, he bowed respectfully to the three people on face.
At this time, the door was shut tightly with a clang. There was silence in the yard again.
This is a stronghold in Naider of the venture capital company affiliated to the Flying Eagle Group's security team, which is responsible for collecting information from the public and tracking some "key figures" in private activities.
Belen, an old intelligence businessman, has nothing to say about his professional skills. Not long after the establishment of the venture capital company, Belen spread his network all over the city of Nadel.
Moreover, Belen is extremely thoughtful and thorough in his actions. In order not to attract attention, he specially recruited a group of people from police agencies such as the Guards Station.
Catching thieves, patrolling the streets, and maintaining public order are originally the duties of the officers and soldiers of the guard station. Now it is not only convenient for a guard captain to come forward to question suspicious persons, but also does not arouse suspicion.
Once the target is confirmed, the action of capturing them can be carried out by the guards as a matter of course.
In this way, even if the mascots of the big boss behind the scenes are caught, they will only suspect that their own men have exposed the truth, and will not think that Lorraine is specifically trying to deal with them.
Since the establishment of this intelligence station, the key task here is to track two types of people, those who smuggle into orc territory and those who secretly trade slaves.
Both of these professions are dangerous professions, and the people who do them are all very cautious. It is difficult to catch their whereabouts by relying on official agencies such as checkpoints, docks, and warehouses.
However, the activities of these two types of people are inseparable from the markets, hotels, transportation and other places below. Belen focuses on collecting information from these places and looking for suspicious persons.
After all, these desperadoes still have to live, eat, shop, and even have women. And in these places, these people will show their whereabouts involuntarily.
Captain Mange kicked a stool to the boy, pulled up a stool and sat across from the boy, saying: "Okay, just tell me if you have anything to say, Mr. Bolt is my old friend."
‘What an old friend, aren’t you just trying to flatter people in order to get promoted?’ The young man cursed in his heart, and then said with a playful smile: “Captain, I have news.”
Captain Mange snorted and said: "You'd better have some information this time. Last time, you said that those people were slave traders. As a result, I led people to chase them for more than two hundred miles and captured them.
When I got up and checked, I found out that he was a group of charlatans and they were engaged in the business of cheating marriages.
I went through such a long battle and brought all the city guards with me, but in the end I caught two shemales and shamefully threw them into my grandma's house."
The boy smiled coquettishly and didn't care about the people in front of him. He sat crookedly on the chair and joked: "Come on, captain, who doesn't know which two shemales you sold for a good price? I gave you the information.
Just give me an informant fee."
Captain Mange said angrily: "You still dare to mention that I will use all the money to strengthen the city guards. Tell me, what happened this time?"
Pilianke said: "Just now, a strange guy came into our store. He was dressed in black and wearing a big hat. As soon as he walked in, I knew something was wrong with this guy.
That man's clothes are of ordinary style, similar to mine, but the material is actually fine linen. For people wearing clothes like ours, who makes fine linen?"
Captain Mange suddenly remembered the slogan "Details are the devil" in the venture capital headquarters, and glanced at Mr. Bolt next to him.
The three people looked at Piliank with great interest, and even smiled at each other from time to time.
Pilianke wondered: "Captain? Captain?"
Mange was stunned for a moment and said, "Oh, go on."
Pilianke gestured with his hands and said: "The man chose a seat opposite the door, ordered a bottle of wine, sat there for less than a meal, threw down his money and left.
Before leaving the house, I heard him say, ‘You have to let the master know, huh, Master’,”
The little boy Pilianke imitated the man's expression vividly and showed it to Mange.
"Think about it, we Naian people all know that the Lord Governor spent a lot of money to hire those magicians just to protect us Naian people and beat up those bastard half-orcs.
We people are so excited when we meet the master mage, how can we speak in such a tone? Isn't it?"
Captain Mange shrugged and said, "That's all? This isn't very convincing. This guy might have been a salt merchant before. Those guys, they didn't trick people, they lost money themselves, and now they have a bad mouth."
Pilianke grinned, waved his hands and said firmly: "Absolutely impossible, he ordered the bottle of wine without taking a sip. I have never seen such a salt merchant.
Also, that guy was definitely a big boss who used to spread perfume. Who am I, Pilianke? I might be the royal chef of His Highness Leo in the future, and I have a sharp nose."
The chubby little boy next to him couldn't help but giggle when he heard this.
He pointed at Piliank and said: "It's up to you? Can you roast a whole Parthian camel?"
Pilianke pouted, puffed up his chest, and said carelessly: "Don't look down on others, you can learn if you don't know how to do it. Just rely on my Pilianke's nose and skills. Sooner or later it will be a matter of one day."
The little chubby boy nodded happily and said, "Well, if you have the courage, fine, I'll just wait and see."
Although Pilianke was dissatisfied, he also knew that this was probably a child from a wealthy family, so he just raised his face and snorted.
Captain Mange glanced at Lord Bolt next to him and saw that he had no reaction at all, just peeling melon seeds with a smile.
Captain Mange frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "Do you have the whereabouts of that guy?"
Pilianke smiled proudly and said: "Don't worry, I will ask the boy from the Sengel family to follow him."
"Okay," Captain Mange slapped his palms and said, "Wait for me here, I'll call someone."
When Captain Mange went out, Pilianke glanced back and forth at the three people in front of him with gleaming eyes.
The little fat boy curiously circled around Piliank twice, tilted his head and looked at him, and asked: "Are you the cook? From that shop?"
Pilianke scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "I am a busboy at the Old Oak Hotel. I am not a chef yet, but I will be soon. By February next year, I will have worked for seven years and can be promoted to a chef.
.”
The little fat boy shook his head and sighed: "With the look in your eyes, you should just pursue your promising career as a waiter."
Pilianke glared at the child and said angrily: "Don't look down on others."
Not only was the little fat boy not angry, but he became happy, nodded and said, "Okay, this guy is pretty good."
Lord Bolt suddenly said: "Pilianke, right? I see you are quite smart and have good vision. Do you want to change to an interesting job?"
Pilianke looked at Lord Bolt warily and said, "What do you mean? Let me tell you first, I am not someone who is easy to lie to."
Mr. Bolt shrugged and said: "Give you a chance. I am in short supply of people. The salary is high, and if you do a good job, you might be able to get an official position and honor your ancestors."
"Can you let me join the army? Let's agree first. If I am a servant and do errands, I won't be exempted from it." Piryank looked at Lord Bolt and asked.
Lord Bolt smiled and said: "If you don't join the army, I don't want you to be a servant. Sometimes you risk your life. The pay is very good and the work is very enjoyable. It depends on whether you dare to do it?"
Pilianke immediately became nervous and said: "It can't be an illegal business, right? Just pretend you haven't seen me today and leave."
As he said that, he jumped up and wanted to run outside.
The three people in the room laughed. Mr. Bolt shook his head mockingly and said, "I'm a royal officer. Would I do something like that? Don't worry, it's absolutely legal. Even the law is on your side."
Pilianke couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Lord Bolt speaking so grandly, and thought to himself: Has the secret passage really met a noble person?
He tentatively asked cautiously: "Hey, how much can you give me a month?"
The little fat boy said generously: "How much do you want?"
Pilianke opened the palm of his right hand and said tentatively: "Five..."
"Okay," the little fat boy waved his hand carelessly.
Pilianke hurriedly opened his left hand, stretched it out together, and said hurriedly: "I mean ten."
The little fat boy was startled for a moment, glanced at the two people at the table with a strange expression, suddenly walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Your shameless look is very similar to my style back then."
The tone of voice sounded particularly vicissitudes of life, coupled with the childish face, it looked extremely funny in contrast.
Pilianke couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and for a moment he wrinkled his face and couldn't laugh or cry.
After the little fat boy proudly said that sentence that was often said by others, he couldn't hold back anymore. He covered his stomach with one hand and laughed loudly. He pointed at Piliank with the other hand and said with a smile: "
I'm starting to like you. You have personality. Okay, ten gold coins is ten gold coins."
Pilianke said blankly: "Ten...gold, gold...gold coins?"
He was stunned for a moment, then jumped up and ran out, shouting: "Pretend I haven't been here, I can't afford this money."
At this moment, Captain Mange returned to the house with a gentle and kind-looking old man. When he saw Piliank rushing out, he grabbed him, picked him up, glared at him and said, "You kid.
what the hell?"
When the old man saw the people in the room, he quickly bent over and nodded to them.
Lord Bolt asked the clerk beside him: "How is it?"
The clerk nodded solemnly and said: "I know what can be taken and what cannot be taken. It's hard to be so sensible at such a young age. Yes, he is a talent."
Lord Bolt nodded and said: "Okay, Mange, put him down, we scared him just now."
Mange threw him back on the chair like a chicken, smiled and said to Mr. Bolt: "Sir, this kid grew up in the market and is ignorant. If he offends you, I will deal with him later."
"No, Mange, I wanted to give him a job and give him an apprentice's salary, but this kid was frightened and thought what we were doing was not right." Sir Bolt explained: "Piliank
, you can ask Captain Mange, he can guarantee that what we are doing is a legitimate cause and the future is bright."
Captain Mange rubbed Piliank up and down for a while, patted him on the head, and said: "You boy, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave. If you can be noticed by the adults, okay, do it well. This is an opportunity to honor your ancestors.
You're just sitting in the kitchen peeling potatoes, you're not doing your best..."
Pilianke asked cautiously: "Is it really a good job? Can you make a fortune? You can't fool me. My mother and you are neighbors in my hometown."
Captain Mange had a black line on his forehead. He kicked Piliank angrily and cursed: "You talk so much nonsense, just do it if you are told. Not only will you make a fortune, but you will also be promoted if you pay him back."
Pilianke rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, nodded with a sad face, and said: "Okay, I will listen to you. If I can't come back that day, you can sue my mother and say that my son is unfilial.
, I didn’t become the royal chef.”
"What the hell are you talking about?" Mange was so angry that the veins on his forehead popped out. He slapped him on the head with his hand and Piliank almost turned somersault.
Lord Bolt said: "Mange, you take him over tomorrow." He threw a wallet to Mange and then said: "Give this child his mother, just say that a baron fell in love with him and pawned the child.
Go playmate."
Mange raised his hand in salute and said, "Yes, sir."
Seeing that Piliank was staring at the wallet in Mange's hand, Mange flicked Piliank's head and said: "Okay, I'm not here for you, let's get down to business first."
Mange pointed at the old man and said to Piryank: "Now, tell us what this man looks like."
The old man nodded kindly to Piliank, turned over the wooden board under his arm, took out a charcoal pencil from his pocket, and said: "What kind of face does that person have? Square? Pointed? Round?"
Pilianke tilted his head and thought for a moment, then glanced at Mange, but said nothing.
Mange kicked him and scolded him with a smile: "You bastard." Then he popped out a gold coin.
Pilianke grabbed it, took a bite in his mouth, and said with a smile: "Square face, like a horse's face, big aquiline nose."
The old man smiled and shook his head and started drawing on the paper.