"No, my lord, I think there's something wrong here."
Mitchell pointed to a name on the list, and his face showed excitement, and he felt his neuroprosthetic arm in hand.
Seeing the excited expression on Mitchell's face, Barton was also slightly happy in his heart, shouldn't he really find something?
Thinking about it, Barton quickly leaned over.
"What's wrong?"
"Here, this person went out with us before."
"Byron?"
"Yes, just this Byron. Regardless of the name, the registered address is the same. But I remember that this Byron did not come out of the space at that time. But now, his name is here, and I think there's something wrong with that.
Barton was silent, and he realized that this was very important intelligence.
Barton then made sure several times, and each time he got Mitchell's accurate answer.
"You go back first."
Barton waved his hand and asked his men to take the people away first.
"My neuroprosthetic limb..." "
Don't worry, I'll ask someone to arrange it."
Barton greeted, and a few subordinates came over and took people out, as for what kind of spiritual prosthesis, he didn't have the heart to take care of these trivial things now.
After waiting for someone to leave.
Barton looked at the others in the office.
"Did you all hear that just now?"
Everyone nodded when they heard this.
"Has anyone checked this Byron before?"
"Boss, it's me..."
Barton looked back at the man who spoke and asked, "And the result?" "
There is no such person..." The person
who spoke before looked bitter and did not dare to continue.
It was normal for a few people to disappear in one night in Dark City, so he didn't go to his heart at that time.
Besides, Byron is not the only one who disappeared from the list, who would have thought that he was so unlucky.
Hearing such an irresponsible answer, Barton wanted to slap the other party, but he endured it after thinking about it.
Everyone understands the security of the dark city, and now is not the time to be angry.
Mitchell's intelligence was important to them, at least to clarify the direction of the investigation.
The one named Byron died in the cursed space, but miraculously, his identity tag returned to the dark city, and now that the person is missing again, even the idiot knows that something is wrong.
At least, the mysterious man who imposter must have been to the manor castle before them, otherwise how could he get Byron's identity card, and Ferdinand's things were most likely in the hands of the other party.
"Check, re-check Lao Tzu."
"Not only that Byron, but also the other two people who entered the space together."
"Wait, expand the scope a little, all the people in that caravan will check for me, and there is no need to give up at all."
........................
Night.
Heat Bar Underground Arena.
"Lord Roddy, Mr. Beers has something to find you."
"Biers? Why is he looking for me?
Roddy glanced back at the other party with some strangeness, and he was talking to an Arena worker, one of the many peripheral members of the club.
"I don't know, he just let me know when I see you, adult."
The peripheral member spread his hands, saying that he did not know.
Seeing the other party's reaction, Roddy could only shake his head helplessly, and he didn't know why the big bald man was looking for him.
"Okay, I'll go over now, thanks."
"Raise your hand, no thanks, I'll go busy first, I wish you a good chat."
The peripheral member said a word and left directly, and when he found Roddy, he just helped send a message.
Looking at the other party's departing back, Roddy fell into thought.
If you remember correctly, the fifth squad only returned to the dark city at noon today, and it seems that few people know about this, right? That Beers guy is so well informed?
"Forget it, let's go over and take a look."
In any case, since people have looked for it, it is estimated that there is something, anyway, it is only a hundred meters away, and it doesn't hurt to look at it in the past.
Arriving at the door of Beers' office, Roddy knocked habitually.
Soon, Biers' voice came from inside the door.
"Please come in!"
Roddy pushed the door in, glanced at Beers, and went straight to the point.
"Mr. Beers, I heard you were looking for me?"
"Huh? Profound..... It turned out to be Roddy.
The big bald man seemed to be thinking about things before, and when Roddy spoke, he was first stunned, and then immediately reacted and stood up directly from his seat.
"Come, sit."
"Oh, by the way, what flavor of coffee do you like?"
Biers walked directly over and pulled Rody to the sofa and sat down, and welcomed him warmly.
The corners of Roddy's mouth moved and did not speak, he always felt that there was something today, even the good thing as coffee was taken out, very expensive.
At least he hadn't drunk it from Murray, but he had been fortunate enough to have a drink at Ilea's.
"Mr. Beers, please say something, don't be so polite."
How dare Roddy drink coffee indiscriminately, the devil knows how much this coffee is worth.
Bills was a little speechless when he saw Roddy's cautious look, but he didn't pay attention to it.
"Didn't your fifth squad go into the ward except you? Let me ask you above what kind of reward you need.
Luo Di's expression moved, not to mention this and almost forgot, there is indeed a silver quality reward that was not taken, this is fought out with life, why not.
"Mr. Beers, do you have any good suggestions here?"
Roddy didn't say what he wanted right away, because he hadn't thought about it yet.
Regardless of weapons or armor, he seems to have no shortage of appearance.
There is a lack of a promotion prop, but it is still a little far away, mainly because he does not know if there are any space-type items in the club.
"Suggestion?"
Bill thought for a moment and continued, "I don't have any good suggestions, after all, the development direction of professionals is different, and my profession and yours should be different, and this is really powerless."
"Okay, wait a minute, I'll think about it first."
After saying this, Roddy fell directly into deep thought.
To say that what is suitable for Luo Di now is really not a professional prop, but a variety of combat techniques or techniques.
Seriously, for so long, Rhodey thought he was unlucky enough, so far he had only obtained one spell, and he really hadn't seen much of the rest, and I don't know if it was the reason why there were fewer magic mages in Dark City.
Of course, it may also be caused by the job creation.
Roddy has also observed during this time that the props suitable for the inaugural mage are really rare and ridiculously expensive.
Since you can't touch it from the corpse, teach yourself, right? Thinking of this, Roddy asked tentatively.
"Mr. Beers, can I exchange some magic practice scrolls for items other than items?"
Beers glanced at Roddy meaningfully and replied, "Yes, you can tell me about what the elemental properties are, I see what the price is, and help you convert it." "
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