Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 77 Attending the Banquet
Headquarters, inside Gregory's wiring room.

Gregory was sitting in a chair looking through the list of investigators and the call records between the operator and Liu Yonglu.

His wiring room was completely different from Norman's. Everything here was angular. There were no sofas, no velvet wallpaper, and no coffee pot.

There are only hard wooden chairs, shiny metal cups and various antique guns hanging on the walls.

"Sir, Lin Brown and DeLorean have entered Saint Dowdin City. Would you like to arrange it yourself?"

"In addition, Sir Ramsay called and said he would like to talk to you about the Continental Expo sometime. He plans to call on..."

Operator Flynn held down the receiver with one hand and leaned over to ask Gregory behind him. Although there was no military rank in the Special Incident Investigation Department, Gregory's people still habitually called him "Sir."

"Flynn, what I taught you is to always do the task at hand first."

Gregory still had his eyes on the file and reached out his hand. A hoarse male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Sir, we have checked into the hotel where Agent Richie is staying. We have just finished monitoring all the waiters in the hotel and have also explained to their leader how to deal with interrogations from other organizations. We are waiting for further instructions."

"Um"

Gregory just said "hmm" and didn't say anything else. Lin Brown was the person he arranged to play Liu Yonglu's stand-in, and he trusted this person the most.

"Wait for further instructions."

The person on the phone waited for a minute before reminding again, without a trace of impatience in his voice.

"Just wait in the hotel. If there's a chance, contact Ricky and the others. If not, just stay put."

Gregory didn't know what Liu Yonglu's next plan was, and he could hardly guess anything from the previous call records with him, so he could only let his men stay put.

"Okay, sir. We have already found an informant sent by the Church of Wisdom when we checked into the hotel."

"That's normal, otherwise Ricky wouldn't have arranged for you two to be stand-ins. How's DeLorean doing? Did she not reveal anything by disguising herself as a man?"

Millie Tang only had a single line of contact with General Norman at the headquarters, so even Gregory had never seen her real file.

"Have you forgotten DeLorean's nickname? It will be hard for anyone to spot her flaws within half a month."

Delorean is good at disguise and spying, and his nickname is "The Man in the Play".

"Very good, please contact me anytime if you have any situation."

"Sir..."

Lin Brown's voice was slightly hesitant.

"explain."

"For this mass gathering, if you need to provide support or interrupt the mission, please contact me as soon as possible."

"understood."

Gregor handed the receiver back expressionlessly. The file in his hand happened to stop at the page about Rembrandt, and in the column for nickname it was clearly written "Death Wisher".

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Liu Yonglu and Millie Tang were standing in front of a luxurious manor at this time. Patrick was standing next to them, while Jiuli was standing behind them with a fierce look in his eyes.

Tonight's banquet was a formal occasion, and they were not allowed to wear masks. Liu Yonglu changed into clean clothes and came out openly, but Millie Tang couldn't do that, as she had to face Medea today, so she found a dark handkerchief, blocked her nose with both ends, and threw the middle part behind her head.

Liu Yonglu looked at her and thought she looked like a landmine thief.

"Patrick, lead the way. Let's spend some quality time with Miss Medea."

Patrick knew that his preacher on earth spoke in an extraordinary way, so he didn't care whether he understood him or not, as long as he got the general meaning.

Patrick walked in front, nodding and bowing, leading the way, and the other three followed behind.

Liu Yonglu glanced at the front of the manor. Today's banquet was really big. There were more than 30 steam cars parked at the door. Many wealthy ladies, politicians and business celebrities brought prepared gifts. Some greeted each other at the door, while others went to the tea room to rest accompanied by the manor servants. "Mr. Dou, the Ship family is a famous family in Saint Daoding City. They are mainly responsible for the business of fur and deer tendons, especially deer tendons. That thing is now an important industrial raw material. Their goods have always been in short supply in Calder County."

Liu Yonglu and his companions took a quick look along the way, while Patrick whispered the specific situation of the manor owner.

"Oh? So they are considered to be a long-established household in Saint Daoding City."

"Not really. The Heep family can only be considered a newly emerged noble family. Forty or fifty years ago, their main industry was not here, but in a small town a few hours south."

When he said this, Patrick's face showed a rare hint of arrogance. When he was young, he had visited the Ship family, and at that time his power was much stronger than theirs.

"Look at this photo. The man in the photo is the father of Mr. Token, the current owner of the manor. However, he passed away more than 20 years ago. I had some friendship with him and I also attended his funeral."

"Do you look familiar with the gold ribbon in the glass case? The logo on it is the logo of the Rosemary Theatre. At that time, the opera house had just undergone a major renovation, and the Heap family was said to have donated a lot of money."

"These fragments of classical dramas were collected by Token's grandfather. He was a famous playboy in Moses Saad. It was his generation that helped the Heep family rise to prominence."

He was trying to show his courtesy, and Jiuli behind him winked at him, wondering if Patrick had gone crazy. Did he really believe in his preacher on earth?
Little did he know that Liu Yonglu and Millie Tang had asked Patrick out last night, and they had already secretly prepared a nest.

Yesterday, when Liu Yonglu woke up from his nap, he saw a note flying in through the crack in the door. After reading the content on it, he knew that the substitute was in place. He then contacted Patrick. The meaning of the words was very subtle. He felt the oracle of God the Father in his dream last night, and he wanted to give instructions in person today.

He didn't emphasize that Jiuli couldn't be brought along, and saying so would have backfired.

This rhetoric was indeed very attractive. When the two arrived at the coffee shop, Patrick was sitting there waiting alone.

Liu Yonglu first took out a small notebook, which was filled with stick figure comics he had drawn before going out. The content was the entire process of the frog sacrifice ceremony.

When Liu Yonglu performed crosstalk to Meiwa every day, Meiwa was also showing him the unique rituals of the toad.

He didn't know how much crosstalk Mei Wa had learned, but he had already figured out Mei Wa's tricks.

Liu Yonglu now knows exactly what material the sacrificial knife is made of, what queue one should stand in before sending the frog-faced baby into the sea, and what gesture the other frogs should make when the main priest walks back to the shore from the sea.

Patrick was so fascinated by this children's book that he asked a few more questions.

As for Liu Yonglu... he played various instruments and sang, and Millie Tang beside him cooperated perfectly, which made Patrick feel that his path to worshipping God was bright, but also that the future was full of twists and turns, and the only one who could help him on the road to the promised land was the preacher beside him.

Until he left, Liu Yonglu didn't ask a single question about the mysterious gathering. The note in the afternoon said that there was an informant from the Wisdom Church next to the hotel. Since the other party already had the seeds of doubt in his heart, he couldn't provoke him and had to wait for the willing one to take the bait.

Unexpectedly, when they met today, Patrick's bighead carp took the bait.

The four of them strolled around for a while before they leisurely entered the banquet hall. Didn't Liu Yonglu attend such a large banquet before under Lewis's recommendation? The hall was not small, and more than 20 people sat at the long table to eat without being crowded.

But compared with the hall in front of me, that space seems cramped.

A long table that can seat 40 people is actually across the room, which shows how wide it is. Its length is even greater than its width. Most of the space is left for the dance floor. At this moment, Liu Yonglu felt like he had entered a basketball court.

At this time, most of the guests were already seated at the long table, and Medea walked slowly out of a small door accompanied by a handsome young man.

According to Patrick, the young gentleman was the owner of Ship Manor, Token Ship.

When they saw Medea appear, the guests stood up and greeted her one by one.

Jiuli had already sat in his seat. He was a senior priest of the Church of Wisdom, so he naturally sat at the front because of his status. He was also angry at the moment and ignored Patrick.

Without the support of Jiuli's identity, the three of them could only sit at the last seat and wait for Medea to slowly approach.

Liu Yonglu drank the glass of wine on the table in one gulp. He knew that whether he could successfully approach Medea today depended on this shiver.

I’m recommending this Warhammer fan fiction to my friend. It’s well written. At least, as a half-baked reader, I think it’s quite acceptable.

As for Warhammer, I have only listened to the radio on Jihe and played the game for more than ten hours, so I am really a half-baked person.

Let’s deepen our understanding in the midst of misunderstanding, haha. I hope this book can help me rekindle my interest in Warhammer.

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