Intergalactic Era of Gossip

This guy is almost everywhere these days. The days being overwhelmed by Sells is suffocating.

Naron asked: "How do you know I will come?"

"I have no idea."

Naryn rolled his eyes inwardly, wondering if someone could stop him?

"Just say hello to people nearby where you have been. Once you show up again, they will help me connect to the communication."

After Naren understood the whole story, he wondered: "Why do they listen to you, and are willing to cooperate with this kind of unmarginal matter?" Is the imperial marshal's charm so great?

"Yes." Sayles said meaningfully: "Because I said, it was the person who was waiting with me that night."

What night?

Naryn was stunned for a moment, and instantly realized what this person meant.

"After they know, they all said they will actively cooperate and do their best to help me find someone." Sells paused for half a second, and said in a low voice: "They will report to me every day."

Damn it, it's crazy!

So gossip, sooner or later pills.

Naryn sneered, Yu Guang glanced at the unknown crowd behind him with ears pricked up.

"..."

He turned around and said, "Don't involve me and your lace news."

Sells said quietly: "But you confessed to me in the public a few days ago."

—No, he doesn't remember.

Naryn was silent and let go of his eyes: "Let us talk about business."

Sells agreed.

"First of all, I am not your one-night stand."

Business?

Sayles said: "I didn't mean it."

Naron refused: "It's not you who told them..."

Sells continued: "Oh, this is just an excuse. After all, if you want them to wait for someone, you have to explain the situation first. You don't need to care."

Naryn was expressionless: "I didn't care."

Sells continued to cooperate.

Narren: "..." Mad was annoying.

There are some things he must explain.

"I'm not in the same group as that bug. I'm a law-abiding citizen, and I saved him only because...I know him, but I don't know him well."

He spoke very seriously, but the other side was quiet.

Naryn waited for a while but didn't wait for a response. Suddenly he thought: "You won't put a location on the communicator, are you rushing over now?"

Sells: "Maybe."

Naryn: "..."

Sayles asked, "Why don't you speak anymore?"

I'm going to chase him and catch him, what else can I say!

Sells smiled: "It's funny. This communicator is specially prepared for you. You can use it to contact me in the future."

Naryn was silent at first, then angry, and finally smirked, "Why should I contact you? Is there a need for contact between you and me?"

Sells: "You haven't told me the name yet."

Naryn said coldly: "Donival."

Sells: "..."

Teasing you?

This distracted pseudonym did not produce any effect. Sells yelled in a calm tone: "Doni, there is my number on the communicator, and my Vesing number is in the memo. Remember to add it after you go back. superior."

Naryn: "...what do you mean?"

"If I said that I was moved by your words at the door of the clubhouse and wanted to keep correspondence with you, would you believe it?"

Of course I don’t believe it!

Naryn squeezed the communicator and destroyed it immediately after deciding to hang up.

Sells's tone sank: "Thinking about how to destroy the communicator?"

Naron: "..." I always feel like I should throw it away now.

Sells slowly said: "Are you really sure that the gold-eating bugs escaped? Since the army has been mobilized to guard the streets, why are the transport vehicles holding the bugs loosely guarded so that you can easily break in?"

Naren reacted: "You made a trick."

Sells: "Just gave him a dose of liquid micro-substances, and we can track him wherever he goes."

Naryn frowned: "Why tell me?"

Sells: "Is the medicated bath bag easy to use?"

Narren: "..." Don't jump the topic so fast every time.

Sells: "I asked the club boss to give you a few more packages, three times a week... the wound will heal quickly."

Naryn suddenly tightened his back and said vigilantly: "I am not injured."

Sells: "Oh, I know, your friend was injured."

Naryn was a little angry, feeling very upset about being led by the nose, and decided to take back the topical dominance: "No, I..."

Sells: "Shhh."

Naryn: "?"

Sells lowered his voice: "I'm going to work on other things, don't worry, I won't move the bug for the time being, but remember to keep in touch."

The communication is broken if it is broken.

Naryn looked at the dimmed screen, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

Is this a threat?

"Sir, your medicated bath bag."

Naryn turned around, saw someone holding a huge gift box, and handed it over with a smile on his face. The gift box is very delicate, tied with a red ribbon, with a paper card in the middle.

Narren: "..." No, I don't want it.

In the end, the one holding the gift box became Naren, leaving an indifferent back in the boss's ambiguous eyes.

Walking to a quiet corner somewhere, he took out the communicator, looked through it for a while, and finally threw it into the trash can next to it.

Thinking that threatening Xijin would make him obediently pick up the unknown object?

Naryn sneered inwardly, who knows if Sells had installed a locator on it, how could he keep such a timed slamming bow by his side.

That guy's determined tone is too annoying.

He just didn't want to follow his wishes.

So Naren went to a shopping mall and bought a brand new communicator with cash payment...

Isn't it the communication number? Isn't it the name of Wishin?

Who said you must use the communicator given by Sells!

Although the personal terminal contains communication functions, the terminal can only be bound to a communication number with a real name, which annoys many people who want to separate their life from work, so a pure communication machine was born. It only has the functions of calling, messaging, and using some popular chat software.

Naryn quickly used it to send a message to Sells.

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The reply from the other side was almost the next second.

【You're so cute. 】

Naryn hesitated, maybe Sayles would not be like this.

[Sorry, I sent it wrong. 】

【it's me. Figure.jpg]

A huge selfie.

Damn, I want to throw it!

Naryn took a deep breath and calmed down.

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He especially wanted to see Sells himself in his real body, so as to determine if something went wrong with him.