I! Cleaner!

The real strong man?

After hearing the burned man's words, the middle-aged man naturally thought of the Aquarius director in the morning, and then nodded and admitted:

"Indeed, he has, but he has already left. It is estimated that he will not come back in a short time, and he will not join us."

"Tsk..."

After hearing this boring answer, the burned man couldn't help but clicked his tongue in disappointment, then turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the middle-aged man.

"Tiger, how's the situation at Lowther Arcade?"

"Ah? What happened?"

"Of course it's how the fire was set!"

Looking at the burnt man who was rather perfunctory and indifferent to him, the middle-aged man couldn't help but frowned and asked with a serious expression:

"Didn't I ask you to set fire to Lowther Arcade and force people in the wealthy areas to put pressure on the Secret Bureau so that the secret police could be lured to patrol there? How are you doing?"

"This is done, done!"

The burned man said impatiently:

"I went out at night and burned some garbage stations and traffic outposts. I also stared at the houses of some big businessmen and nobles and burned their gardens and carriage sheds. I also sneaked into the houses of a few unguarded little nobles and released some weapons. Fire, that’s almost enough.”

"Don't be almost the same, be sure!"

Looking at this subordinate who has become increasingly difficult to control recently, the middle-aged man frowned and said:

"After Patton's death, we no longer have any of our people at the top of the Secret Bureau. Now we have no way of knowing the actions of the secret police, so we must be extra careful and lure the secret police away as much as possible before they can act! If you do this..."

"I know, I know, then I'll just go and let it go!"

After an impatient response, the burned man failed to find the "tiger". He didn't bother to pay attention to the middle-aged man who smelled like a weakling, and turned around in disappointment.

The middle-aged man sighed, then raised his head and looked toward the northwest of the valley, looking at the towering "7"-shaped steel frame tower, then shook his head slightly, and restrained the anger in his eyes. meaning.

Forget it, there's no need.

After killing three people in a row, we are in need of manpower now. This is not the time to argue with such a fool. After all, if this operation fails again, there will not be much time left for myself and the kingdom...

…

"Woof! Woof woof!"

(It hurts! It hurts so much!)

"Woof woof woof!"

(@#￥%dog language and swear words)

"Woof? Woof woof woof? Woof woof!"

(What are you doing? You suddenly put so much hair on my butt? It hurts!)

Looking at the young Ha who kept appearing on the lamp walls of street lamps, puddles on the ground, and on the glass of roadside shops, barking at him with grievances in his eyes, Leon could only give it a heartfelt apologetic look.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

The main reason is that I don’t know what’s going on with his watch, and I’m worried that giving him my hair will reveal my secrets, or that I may have the ability to locate or be controlled.

Because the mirror world is an illusory reflection, it can avoid these things. In addition, you can't get other people's hair in a hurry, so you can only pick out the same color dog hair on your butt.

I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I really can't help it, it won't happen like this next time, and after this period passes, I will definitely make it up to you!

"Woof woof woof..."

(You better keep your word...)

Do it! Must do it!

"Little Baggins..."

After waiting for a long time without seeing Leon speak, and not knowing that he was apologizing to a dog for a handful of butt hairs, the fat uncle walking in front sighed and consoled him warmly:

"Don't be too disappointed. If you don't have that kind of magical ability, it's actually nothing.

Old Baggins didn't have any abilities at the time, but why didn't he risk more than 300 nail gun shots to carry me out of a trench full of dead people?

So don’t worry! Even if we don't have that kind of magical power, as long as we are brave enough and lucky enough, we can still accomplish a lot of things! "

So...the reason why you take care of "me" so much is because old Baggins saved your life?

Hearing the fat uncle's words, a look of understanding flashed in the eyes of Leon, who was walking behind him.

After glancing at the two rather frightening scars on the back of his neck under the collar, Leon thought about it for a moment, wanting to add more information, and then said softly:

"Uncle Owen...tell me about the past!"

? !

Didn't you hate hearing this before? What now...

After hearing this request, which he had never had before, the fat uncle was startled. He looked back at him in surprise, feeling that there seemed to be something different about the child.

But after looking at "Little Baggins" who looked quite disappointed, and thinking about the scene where his hope suddenly fell to extreme disappointment, he couldn't help but sigh and let go of the strange feeling in his heart.

Yes, he obviously has talent, but he is just a little short of it. He missed out on another life. It is strange that this child has not changed at all...

"Okay, I'll tell you about it!"

After smiling kindly at Lyon, he recalled the years when he and old Baggins fought for the country. The fat uncle couldn't help but feel agitated in his heart and wanted to tell all about those days.

It can not only comfort the lost little Baggins, but also make the child who has always hated the old Baggins understand that his father is not actually so hopeless. The stinky drunkard was once a drunkard before he died in the wine vat. A tough guy!

but……

After looking at the skinny body of little Baggins and the bruises on his arm left by the stick, the fat uncle fell silent again, and a deep confusion appeared in his kind round eyes.

What does the glorious past of himself and old Baggins mean to this child?

The family lost its strong labor force, and the military's allowances were in arrears for many years. The child's mother had to live frugally and work hard from dawn to dusk, which completely broke her body. The year before her death, she was tortured by liver disease and howled day and night.

And old Baggins also suffered from a very serious disease due to the injuries he suffered in the war. Without alcohol paralysis, he would even be in so much pain that he couldn't sleep. After spending all his money, he could only watch his wife die of illness, and then he completely collapsed and became a bad man who now abuses his son and even robs little Baggins' money to buy alcohol.

I remember that before the war, the old Baggins family was still so happy. Little Baggins still had a reliable father and a gentle mother. The past that he and old Baggins were proud of was the beginning of his fall from heaven to hell for this poor child...

"..."

After figuring out why little Baggins hated to hear about the past, the fat uncle's back unconsciously hunched a little, and his expression quickly fell.

"Actually... it's just some... some things in the past, the past is over, um...

It's not that I don't want to tell you, but it doesn't matter if you don't listen to these. Let's go and get your money back quickly. It will be troublesome if old Baggins is released early."

"Uncle Owen, tell me."

"If you must listen..."

After responding vaguely twice, the fat uncle with a suppressed voice quickened his pace, and said softly as he walked forward:

"Come to my house for dinner tonight, and I'll tell you then, okay?"