Old-time musicians

Are you a fun-loving person or a smart person?

Fan Ning, who had just woken up from the Blue Star dream not long ago, was constantly complaining in his heart, and his murderous intentions continued to rise and dissipate.

This person knows the information he should know and the tricks he should know better than anyone else, but he is very stupid on the most core issues.

It was not until half a minute later that the eager invisible force slowly gathered. Fan Ning tiptoed again to pull a handful of red bananas, followed behind, and walked towards the caravan.

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Just now, he considered two aspects: First, the incident had already happened, and this person "acted first and reported later", and he also told him the whole story and gave him a sum of money in a rather heroic manner; second, since the Special Patrol Office had made such a move, he would sooner or later be recommended by people around him with "smart eyes to recognize talents", unless he completely stopped engaging in music activities and gave up the promotion to the Proficient One, which was impossible for artists or knowledgeable people.

No matter how clean the hands and feet were, as long as the "external investigator" and recommender Masenegu disappeared, what would happen next could be predicted: except for focusing more attention on himself, there was no benefit.

Instead, it would be better to keep an eye on this guy, at least he had an "advantage" that he would boast every now and then that "he was born in a famous family, had extensive connections, and was well-informed". If he hadn't come here today, he didn't know when he would learn about these things. qqxδnew

So the conversation ended, the only change was that Fanning had 200 pounds of gold coins in his pocket.

The hired man and the coachman had already taken down the umbrella and put down the canopy. He got back to his spacious carriage. Luna quickly held up the umbrella and prepared to get out of the carriage:

"Mr. Scheele, I'll change the carriage. You can rest first. Good afternoon."

"I can just lean back and take a nap. You can do whatever you want."

"Oh." The little girl put the umbrella away again, but still moved a little further away.

She yawned, spread the mat, curled up her legs and lay down on the sofa.

Fanning closed his eyes and leaned inside, and began to think about the other key words revealed by Marseille Negu - the meaning of "external investigator" and "liaison office".

The spread threat of the abnormal zone is not limited to the northern continent. The discussion group members include all official organizations in the world, and the Special Patrol Office is the leader of the group. Marseille Negu's words reflect from the side that the Special Patrol Office has deployed a large number of "liaison offices" in major cities in overseas countries.

Since it is a liaison office, there must be a person in charge stationed there. In other words, there are Special Patrol Office investigators in the South Continent and even in Tiya City.

But they are definitely seriously understaffed.

There are few official informants with clean backgrounds and low pollution risks, and there are not enough local investigators in Theolian.

Let's make a reasonable guess: due to objective problems of region and manpower, the liaison office has more civilian and extraordinary forces, and the Special Patrol Office will absorb some local informants with reliable backgrounds and non-clergy, and conduct benign cooperation through entrusted remuneration + loose management. This is the optimal solution under limited conditions.

That's why there are "external investigators" or "genuine guides" like Marseille Negu.

After sorting out the joints, Fanning realized more clearly that although this place does not have the strong mysterious side control like Theolian, the Special Patrol Office's sight and activity traces are far more than he thought before! …After several hours of traveling, Fanning was thinking about the details of the follow-up response in his mind. Suddenly, there were several gunshots, and then the carriage stopped.

There was a commotion outside, and Luna woke up and sat up.

“What’s going on?” Fanning, who had closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes and asked calmly.

“It should be a gang that robs and plunders. Most of the wilderness and rainforests here are uninhabited. It is difficult for the police and the army to take care of everything, so the caravan is often followed and blocked by gangs outside…”

The little girl’s face was still obviously a little scared, but she comforted him and said, “Mr. Scheele, don’t worry, we also have guns, the guards are well-paid and well-trained, and the ‘guide’ Mr. Marseillegu’s specialty is to settle this kind of thing…”

“Brother Wedgetail, are you still working in such a hot day?” Luna had just finished speaking when the voice of Marseillegu came from outside.

"Hey, how much did you charge for the personal escort of the knight of 'Golden Suanni'?" A muffled male voice.

She quietly opened a window in the direction and looked at the situation outside. Fan Ning also looked out.

Marseille stood there, dealing with two burly men with dark skin opposite.

And Fan Ning's spiritual sense could accurately feel that there were 14 revolvers or short-barreled shotguns aiming at the knight in the distance, and more people with crossbows and weapons were hiding in the bushes. There were also 8 guns aiming at the other two in the caravan.

The two sides were confronting each other. Marseille was very calm and capable at this moment. Fan Ning could hear that they seemed to have the intention of reporting the door number to each other, and then discussing a ratio, first 5% and then 2%, and finally settled on 3%.

"You guys come down, unload the goods, and let your friends see the new things." Marseille waved his hand.

After getting confirmation from Chrétien in the carriage, the hired drivers did as they were told. The gang called a few tall and thin men to first sort through the goods, then point at the goods with their fingers and start counting them in a muttered voice.

Fanning could roughly see that the supplies for this "Flower Etiquette" celebration included precious spices, dried flowers, jams and tea bricks.

During the standoff with guns, they talked again. This time, it seemed that they were estimating the value of the goods. After several disputes, they decided on the number of pounds.

So Trova asked someone to count 450 pounds of gold coins and throw them over. The gunmen on both sides began to retreat from each other. Soon, the gangsters withdrew and there was no actual conflict.

The caravan took their positions and the carriages started moving again.

"If more railways could be built, this situation might be much less." Luna breathed a sigh of relief and closed the curtains. In a short while, her face and arms were tanned like a piece of fragile rice paper soaked in water.

Fanning did not say much. This little episode was not even a splash in his past experience. He closed his eyes again to rest and regain his inspiration.

He knew the geographical conditions of the southern continent. It was probably difficult for the industrially developed Theolian to build railways. There were vast land, sparse population, rainforests and islands here. The only railway was built from the 1980s until 4 years ago. …A single direction and route cannot fully meet the needs of trade and passenger transport. The authorities are building several other railways, but they are far from completion. Most caravans still have to use the current method to transport goods.

This time, it took longer. At about five or six in the afternoon, there were several "bang bang" shots outside, and the caravan stopped again.

"What the hell? Are the gangs in the southern continent so rampant?" Fanning, who had rested well at this time, opened the door curtain himself with a bit of curiosity.

A similar confrontation.

The other side sent a dwarf to negotiate, but unexpectedly, Marseille Negu had a completely opposite attitude this time, and didn't say a word of nonsense.

He took out his revolver and shot the other side in the head!

"Bang!——" Blood bloomed, and the dwarf just opened his mouth and fell on his back.

"Fuck, son of a bitch!" A loud curse came from the crowd behind the opposite side. Several people raised their pistols and pulled the trigger. More people rushed up with machetes.

"You are looking for death." Marseillegu sneered, moved slightly, raised the short-barreled shotgun and fired three times in a row. Several blood flowers splashed in the bushes, and the guards also drew their guns and looked for cover.

"Be careful of the bullets!"

"Shoot these idiots who only care about money and not their lives!"

"Bang! - Bang Bang Bang!!! - "Ah!!!"

"Dodge, dodge! Get down in the carriage!"

"Fuck, it's a bomb!"

For a while, the gunshots outside were mixed with shouts and wails. Luna was so scared that she fell on the carpet. Just when she wanted to remind Fanning loudly, Fanning stood up and pulled her up:

"Come on, get off with me."

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