Chapter 171

In the evening, Rolle ate, praised the cook's skill, took a bath, wore a nightgown, sat on the couch in the bedroom and looked at today's entertainment evening news.

In fact, he usually doesn't read this kind of entertainment evening paper. That is, he is in a good mood today. With the help of the male servant, he turned it over.

It's a little aristocratic.

"The entertainment evening news has been released again, which shows that the people in the imperial capital have slowed down, can have fun and snow again, and even novels have begun to be serialized..."

"This is also a good thing."

He casually read a few tidbits of news, read the recent plays of the troupe, sighed in a low voice, and began to read the serial novels in the newspaper.

The novels serialized in the newspaper are somewhat similar to the online texts on earth, but the scale is much larger, and all kinds of yellow storms will not be harmonious.

For example, in the current serial, the protagonist is a priest on the surface, but a murderer behind his back. Every night, he secretly runs out to kill the people who offend him. The means are extremely cruel. The victims are dead without a whole body.

Unfortunately, he started looking at the middle part. He had no head and no tail, so he wanted to have fun.

As he read the newspaper, he glanced at the portable telegraph machine next to him from time to time.

This thing has been replaced with military money by Secretary Ah Fu, and the contact distance has been greatly enhanced.

Her daughter, Kerry, has the same one in her hand. According to her, it was issued by the college during the last archaeological activity. It was temporarily confiscated. Before, the father and daughter used it from time to time.

Rolle used a telegraph to tell her daughter that she was busy tonight and didn't go back to bed. She asked her to take care of herself and pay attention to safety.

But his daughter hasn't returned to him yet. Maybe she didn't see him?

After waiting for a while, the telegraph machine suddenly heard a drip sound.

Rolle quickly picked up the paper and pen next to him, recorded the frequency of the sound, then turned out the codebook from his left hand and translated the frequency into characters:

"Dad, you haven't come back for two nights. Shouldn't you be hiding outside?"

What are you talking about?

Is your father that kind of person?

Although there is indeed a "Golden House", there is really no "Tibetan Jiao"!

Rolle was in a state of bewilderment and returned a telegram to her daughter, telling her that there was no such thing.

Although this portable telegraph machine is very convenient to use, the trouble is that it can use fewer symbols. Unlike the full version of the radio, it can't use the symbol communication method that rolle likes.

Otherwise, you don't need so many words to communicate with your daughter.

After a while, Kelly called back:

"Will dad come back to live tomorrow evening? Cori misses her father..."

Looking at these words, Rolle immediately made up his mind that his daughter stayed at home alone. She could only curl up her legs in white silk stockings and hold the hammer shark puppet tightly in her arms, looking pitiful and helpless.

He almost got up and rushed to his daughter's dormitory.

But fortunately, he calmed down in time.

After all, she can't live in her daughter's dormitory all the time, and she will leave her side after all.

A father should learn to let go.

So he was cruel and replied:

"I'm busy here. I won't be back until the day after tomorrow."

A moment later, Kelly replied:

"Woo ~ the father remembers to come back early the day after tomorrow."

Rolle couldn't help laughing. She was the daughter she raised by herself. She was still clever and sensible.

He probably would not have thought that his daughter would not be at home, nor holding a hammerhead shark puppet, nor wearing a small skirt, but that deformed armor.

At her feet, there was an orc trying to struggle, swearing in an alien language.

Although she couldn't understand what it was saying, most of her emotions were not good words, so her feet increased a bit.

With a brittle sound of broken bones, the beast spewed a mouthful of blood foam from its population and fainted.

"Wow! Lord Koro, you won't trample it to death? This is the living mouth we finally caught!"

Next to a guy wearing a tunic, a black-and-white symmetrical mask on his face and a metal prosthetic limb on his right hand, he said nervously.

He is a gray ghost under rolle. His operation code is "French fries".

Not far away, there were a large number of soldiers and investigators from the Ministry of security.

The orc who passed out happened to be the guy who escaped from rolle last night, but his father couldn't run away from his daughter. Now he was caught by Kerry.

This is actually a very coincidental and mysterious thing.

Because the organization had a strong new leader, the staff fries looked very energetic. In the afternoon, they ran out to collect clues to the investigation case according to the work contents formulated at the meeting.

He is responsible for investigating and visiting those who came to the imperial capital from other places as soon as possible after the attack.

Secretary Ah Fu and several other agents believe that after the attack, the situation in the whole imperial capital is uncertain, and support teams from other places have come one after another. There must be some evil people in it. If you investigate carefully, you may find something.

In fact, the security department has been doing the same thing to check all kinds of foreign personnel, just because a considerable number of personnel have not recovered, manpower is stretched, and progress is slow. Until now, the investigation has not been completed, and there are still many omissions.

The sudden mixing of gray ghosts is like a timely rain. Instead of letting the security department dislike meddling, it feels like sending charcoal in the snow.

"You tax thieves, finally know what to do."

An official of the security department said impolitely, but he still arranged for someone to connect with the agent's French fries and let him participate as soon as possible.

The grey ghost originally had the function of cooperating with the Ministry of national security in internal security and defense work, but they forgot it a few years ago.

Then perhaps it was a coincidence, or perhaps it was a burst of luck. The dry potato chips just found the orc spy "Hunter" who joined the support team as a "labor worker" and sneaked into the imperial capital.

As a trained professional spy, the hunter was experienced and handy in dealing with this kind of interrogation, but it seems to be out of shape today. He is a little nervous in the face of the interrogation of French fries.

Because it was too coincidental, I was found last night, lost my precious hound, was chased for several blocks, and was forced to burn down my hiding place.

He was immediately searched by a guy with a strange mask

Even a normal person will not think it is a coincidence, but knows that he has been exposed, not to mention a professional spy.

So it chose to resist and escape, completely exposed.

After that, French fries contacted the military and police and began all kinds of encirclement and interception.

It's much more difficult to escape in broad daylight than at night. Moreover, the Empire has already known its cunning and difficulty and directly laid a heavy hand.

The security department directly went to the scholars' Association and asked them to send high-ranking and strong people to help.

So the emperor could move, and the star sword Ji, who was good at speed, quickly changed her clothes and rushed over.

But Rao is so. The orc spy tossed for a long time by virtue of the strange secret that injuries can turn into wood. Finally, he was exhausted at night and was trampled by the star sword Ji.

The living mouth was hard won, so as soon as it was trampled by one foot to vomit blood, two magic skills flew over and landed on it.

The orc spy woke up and wanted to scold.

But this time, the star sword Ji learned the previous lesson and stepped on it in advance before she had to speak.

So the orc spy spewed out another mouthful of old blood and fainted again.

"Lord Koro! Stop stepping on it!"

An official of the security department nearby couldn't see it anymore and hurriedly advised.

"Although I can't understand what it's saying, I always feel that it's scolding my father, so I must be punished!"

"I caught it. It has nothing to do with my father. Just scold me. Why scold my father?"

Cori's voice came out across the face armor. After the sound change processing of the face armor, the tone sounded mature and magnetic. It was not the usual soft waxy milk sound.

"Well, well, the holy thing has been brought."

A security investigator trotted over with what looked like a cowboy lasso in his hand, and then accurately threw the lasso on the head of the orc spy.

The whole lasso instantly turned into several streamers, wrapped around the spy, and finally turned into several circles of iron chains with two fingers, binding it firmly, as if it were a pig.

The goods are very cunning, powerful and powerful. Just three hours ago, the goods pretended to be captured. As a result, they suddenly broke free of their handcuffs, attacked the guards and escaped successfully.

If not, he couldn't make it to night, and even invited the legendary strong to come out.

So we have to be extra careful with it, which is why we specially found this binding holy thing.

After the spy is arrested, he will be interrogated jointly by the gray ghost and the Ministry of national security. After he is thrown into the prison car and sent all the way to the underground prison of the Ministry of security, there will be no star sword.

"Thank you for your timely support. If you hadn't stopped its retreat in time, I'm afraid it would have escaped."

The official of the security department said to Kerry with a flattering face.

"We gray ghosts will also remember this favor."

The agent's French fries followed.

In the future, if the new director wants to supervise the academic association, he can remind him to relax the standard for the star sword.

"You're too polite. It's my duty and obligation to protect the safety of the Empire."

Kelly replied formulaically.

Then he left.

She went back to the dormitory alone, took a bath, curled up on the sofa with her bare feet, held the hammerhead shark puppet tightly in her arms, and listened to the evening story show on the radio.

From time to time, she glanced at the portable telegraph machine next to her, expecting her father to chat with her again.

But rolle seemed to be asleep, and the telegraph machine had not moved for a long time.

"Woo... Sister Anya hasn't been discharged from the hospital yet. Miss Jeanne has also gone back. Even Xiaomi is not around..."

Her petite body tightened again and whispered:

"Hum! Dad stinks! Dad is bad! I don't like dad anymore!"

"Dad doesn't really want to find me a mother, does he?"

Just then, the evening story told on the radio was also about stepmothers. It was still very tragic. It was probably that the father ignored the original daughter yunyun when he had a stepmother and a new child.

The more she listened, the more upset she became. She simply turned off the radio and rolled on the sofa with a hammer shark puppet.

While rolling, he shook his head.

"Woo ~ I can't think more. My father loves me so much. It must be different from that in the story..."

"Even if he must find me a stepmother, he must be a good stepmother who can love me and spoil me..."

"Just like miss Orianna..."

Obviously, Corey's trust in rolle is still correct. He really has no intention in this regard.

But I can't stand others' ideas in this regard.

For example, at this meeting, he was already lying in bed, covered the quilt well, and pulled the edge of the quilt with both hands, ready to explore the dream world.

But before he fell asleep, he suddenly heard some strange noises outside the balcony of the bedroom.

He quickly heard the sound and looked.

good heavens!

On the balcony stood a woman in thin clothes.

To be exact, her clothes are not thin, but only a layer of lavender translucent Tulle pajamas, which is a very bad fun style.

Besides, naked

Under the light moonlight tonight, the slim curve of translucent pajamas looms, which interprets the hazy beauty incisively and vividly, making her look beautiful and invincible, like an elf under the moonlight.

He is really an elf, with a pair of sharp and long ears.

Seeing this, Rolle opened the quilt without hesitation, drew his sword and stabbed him.

It's a sword. Don't think about it.

It was also the throat, not other parts.

But he didn't really poke it in. The tip of the sword stopped in front of her throat and gently pressed against her pointed chin.

"Who are you?"

Rolle frowned, looked at each other a little, and then quickly moved away.

The other party didn't answer, his expression and eyes were a little dull, as if frightened by Rolle's sudden attack.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Rolle took the initiative to say:

"Look at your ears. Are you an elf? Isn't it Mrs. evya next door?"

Then the tip of his sword retreated a little.

Evya recovered a little from the panic of being put against her neck with a sword, calmed down again, showed a submissive expression and said softly:

"I came at your command and submitted to you..."

"You can enjoy... Everything I have..."

Her voice sounded trembling, representing her inner fear.

Then, she crawled at the foot of rolle, her forehead close to the ground, and let the other party admire her smooth and round back from a commanding position.

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