Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 73:

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The deputy in charge of the spy gōngzuò returned to zìjǐ's office, thought for a while, and asked the subordinate to check Wood's whereabouts.

About five minutes later, the subordinates reported Wood's current position.

"It turned out to be there..." The in-charge nodded thoughtfully, and after tidying up, he took a few people out and went straight to the small restaurant.

About ten minutes later, he came to the door of this restaurant.

This is a restaurant located in a downtown area. It is small in scale and a bit old. However, the scent wafting from the store is very charming, enough to arouse everyone's appetite, even if he is not hungry, he can't help feeling that his stomach is a little empty when he smells this attractive scent, and he needs something to eat.

So he walked in through the open door and saw Wood sitting on the table against the wall facing the door at a glance.

Wood occupies a table alone, and the table is full of various southern specialties. Ordinary people gathering with three or five friends may not eat so much.

He brought a few people in, and Wood naturally saw it at a glance. But Wood didn't respond, he was still eating and drinking.

From the qíngkuàng of the cups and dishes on his table, he might actually be able to eat so many dishes by himself.

The in charge did not speak, and walked straight to Wood and sat in a seat facing him.

"There are too many dishes on this table. It would be a waste to eat alone," he said.

"No waste, I can finish it." Wood replied.

"Mind if I give a point?" he asked.

"Don't mind, please."

So he asked the guy for a pair of utensils and started to eat too.

There is no doubt that although this manager has good strength, he is definitely not as good as Wood. The same is true for appetite-most powerful warriors have surprising appetites, with rare exceptions.

About half an hour later, Wood was finally full of food and drink. He couldn't help but smile as he looked at the almost empty dishes and bowls in front of him.

"It's been a long time since I had eaten so comfortably!" he said.

The in-charge sitting across from him was already full, and put down the tableware and waited for a while. Seeing that he finally finished eating at this moment, he smiled and asked: "You don't want to tell me, come back here just for this meal, right?"

Wood looked at him, smiled and shook his head.

"I'm a bit supportive when I'm full, how about walking with me?"

"No problem."

So the two got up, Wood called the buddy, settled the bill, used a sheathed long sword as a stick, carried a small suitcase behind his back, and went out first. The in charge took those few subordinates who had been silent and followed closely, and did not relax a step.

They didn't walk fast, and after walking for about half an hour, they walked to a cliff outside the city.

The entire "Highest Tower" is actually a city built on a high cliff. Back then, Master Emia Lamperus brought his disciples to this place to open up a country of wizards and cast amazing legendary spells in this place. , Abruptly rose from a plateau to build the foundation of the highest tower.

Later, the city was built on the high cliff created by Master Lamperus. It almost reached the edge of the high cliff on all four sides. Only the only passage on the front was near, and there was some vacant ground.

Looking at here, the distant scenery is vivid. When the weather is good, you can see the mountains at your feet, and when the weather is bad, you can see the sea of ​​clouds at your feet. This is why the name "Supreme" Come.

Wood walked to the edge of the cliff, completely ignoring the horrible environment where his feet would fall to pieces in the next step. He sat stumblingly on the cliff with his legs directly out of the cliff.

At this moment, his posture is very dangerous, afraid that as long as a strong wind comes, he can blow him off the cliff.

Blow it down, what will happen?

It will probably cause trouble to the corpse collector, because it is unlikely to find a complete corpse, and they need to spend some time to piece it together slowly.

Some powerful professionals can mess up the bones of one person and the bones of three dogs, and then they can be distinguished in a short time, and then they can be pieced together into móyàng. The corpses of the Supreme Tower often need to clean up the corpses that fall from the cliff, and many people have also learned this skill.

However, there is no doubt that if you want to know this fascinating corpse collector, the reward can't be low.

Thinking of this, Wood couldn't help but smile.

"How high is your salary now?" He asked, "If I jump from here, would your monthly salary be enough to hire someone to piece me together?"

The face of the person in charge suddenly turned black: "You came back all the way, just to treat me to a meal, and then amuse me?"

"No, no, you are completely wrong." Wood said with a smile, "First, I didn't intend to invite you to dinner. I wanted to eat it all by myself."

"Secondly, you didn't intend to make a joke either. I'm really ready to jump down like this later, right?" The manager took the conversation.

"...It depends on the outcome of our negotiations." Wood said.

As soon as this statement was made, the originally relaxed atmosphere became heavy in an instant.

The in charge sighed and walked to the side of Wood, sitting with his legs out of the cliff like he did.

"How many years have we not sat and chatted together like this?" he asked, "Has it been twenty years?"

"Twenty-two years." Wood replied, "Since we joined forces to kill the Grey Eagle, you have gone to the golden basin to wash your hands to do a clerical job, and I went to the country of a thousand springs to host an intelligence station... from there After that, we never chatted like this again."

"Yes...twenty-two years!" The in-charge sighed deeply, "You look so young, but I am old."

"You were almost ten years older than me. The difference is obvious between your forties and your fifties." Wood said with a smile, "Not to mention that I am now a high-level ranger, so old. It’s slower than you. Now it’s nothing good."

"Sometimes I also think, should we gather our old classmates to have a party or something."

"It's not easy." Wood shook his head, "I'm afraid not many are still alive."

"It's easy." The manager said, "Look, it's a party now."

Wood froze for a moment, and asked: "Are we two left?"

"Yes, we are the only ones left." A wry smile appeared on the face of the in-charge. "The spy elite training class, the graduates of the 1096th class, there are only us left."

Wood sighed softly: "No, there are not many people."

"So I don't want to die another one." The in-charge said, "Especially, it is our squad leader who is going to die. The one who was the youngest at the time, but the most capable."

Wood was silent for a while, and said, "I am afraid that this wish will be difficult to realize."

"It's not too difficult." The manager said, "As long as you take a step back."

He pointed to the cliff below him: "The cliff is here. If you don't jump down, you won't die naturally."

Wood smiled, wryly.

"Do you know what I did when I came back?" he asked.

The in-charge shrugged and said indifferently: "The left and right are just wronged, come back to quarrel. The guy from the north wind is really outrageous, he was really confused by you, and even told you the content of the task. "

Wood is silent~IndoMTL.com~ I know, arranging her to clear you, this is very unremarkable. "The manager said, "But you must also understand that your performance over the years is really worrying. "

"Just because I am worried, do you want to get rid of me?" Wood asked.

"For a character like you,'worry' is already very serious!"

The in charge said and laughed again: "But, forget it, fǎnzhèng is over. When you come back this time, you just lay out everything clearly and make it clear, and it will be fine. "

He said and stood up: "I'll help you arrange a debriefing meeting. You have to behave better when the time comes. Even if the supervisor is willing to help, those old guys will have a hard time!"

He just turned around and walked two steps before he heard Wood's faint voice.

"I killed the north wind."

The steps in charge stopped, and the whole person seemed to be petrified, frozen in place, motionless. (To be continued.)