Rise of the Investigator of the Elf

"Your trainer is safe."

The car was parked on a side road in the outskirts of Miare, the driver's window was half open, and the handsome guy watched several helicopters slowly lift into the sky through the binoculars, and said to the wrestling eagle in the co-pilot's seat.

"Liucha..."

Wrestling Eagle made a weak voice, the pain tormented its body, and the last string in its heart was slowly loosened after learning that the trainer had been rescued, and it could finally take a good rest.

The handsome guy put down the binoculars in silence, handed the body of the wrestling eagle to the bad frog in the back seat, turned the steering wheel, and the car drove back to the elf center at the fastest speed.

……

"mine……"

The helicopter was busy, and Garrog, who was wearing the spare clothes in the helicopter, raised his hand and wanted to say something, but finally held back what he wanted to say.

Flying over the bustling city center, the helicopter landed on the apron of the high-rise Interpol headquarters.

Leading the girl, Garrog still couldn't help finding Merdan, who was directing his men to escort the corpses of Douglas and the other elves.

"Police Merdan, I'm 1326...I want to know, where is my Wrestling Eagle now?"

"Huh? Wait a moment."

Hanging up the communication, Merdan nodded after hearing Garrog's request, and pressed the button to send out the communication. Garrog waited nervously, his hands that had nowhere to be placed were tightly held by the little hands of the girl beside him.

"You come with me!"

Under Garrog's nervous gaze, Merdan's expression didn't change much. He gave a few quick instructions to the adjutant beside him, led the two of them through the crowd, took the elevator down to the basement floor, and jumped on a bus of the same model as the handsome guy.

After the two sat firmly, Merdan stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel, and the car roared out of the underground garage like a wild horse, pouring into the endless streets of Miare City.

Merdan, who is as stable as an old dog, is leaning on the driver's seat, Garrog is holding the front driver's seat, and Trova is holding Garrog. The three of them maintained the same posture during the 8-minute drive. , until the car drifted and stopped at the main entrance of the Elf Center.

"Go! Your elf is waiting for you inside, I hope you can see it one last time."

Merdan pulled up the handbrake, and Garrog, who pushed the car door behind him and retched, heard the former's words, stumbled and ran into the elf center, followed by the pale-faced Trova.

"It's still uncomfortable to say goodbye to life and death!"

Sitting in the turned-off car, Merdan looked at the sun leaving the horizon, with complex emotions beating in his eyes.

Feeling exhausted, he put down the seat, trying to reach for a bottle of 82-year-old Lafite from the back seat to suppress his shock, but it was empty.

Merdan, who was dizzy, remembered that this was not his exclusive car.

"It's really troublesome."

Merdan opened the window of the car, and took out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes bought in a small roadside shop from his inner pocket. With the crisp sound, sparks ignited. Merdan took a deep breath, feeling the Rare leisure.

It's so cool to touch fish!

Do you think he drove the two of Garrog to the elf center out of kindness?

No!You are wrong, he came out to fish for an opportunity!

……

"Hello there!"

"Hi, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Is there a wrestling eagle here..."

"You are the trainer of the wrestling eagle? Please follow me!"

Guided by the little nurse at the front desk, Garrog and Trova walked through the aisle and soon came to the door of an emergency room.

The red light marking the first aid has not been extinguished. On the bench opposite the emergency room, there is only an old man in a brown windbreaker resting his cheek in thought.

"Mr. Handsome, the trainer of Wrestling Eagle is here."

"Well, thank you."

"it is my responsibility."

The little nurse bowed lightly, turned and left after getting a response from the handsome man.

Garrog's palms clenched into fists due to nervousness kept breaking out in cold sweat. Even in the face of endless enemies on the battlefield, he was not as distraught as he is now.

Lead by Trova, Garrog sat down on the bench, his eyes fixed on the red warning light above the emergency room.

"Son, prepare for the worst."

After looking up and seeing Garrog's reaction, the handsome guy sighed softly, "It's also my fault, I agreed to its unreasonable request..."

The two looked at each other, the handsome guy coughed lightly, and told a short story about him and the Wrestler Eagle.

"...that's its persistence."

After hearing the whole story of the incident, Garrog clenched his fists and slowly relaxed his body. With a relaxed smile on his face, he sincerely said to the police officer beside him, "Senior handsome guy, I also want to thank you for being willing to support its choice. ..."

The air became silent again, and no one spoke again.

During the agonizing wait, every minute that passed, Garrog felt like a century.

I don't know how long it took before the indicator light finally went out, and the medical elves such as Miss Joy and Jilly Egg walked out pushing the stretcher. The sadness and regret on their faces made Garrog's heart sink to the bottom.

"Excuse me, who is the trainer of Wrestling Eagle?"

Miss Joy looked around at the three people on the bench, and fixed her eyes on the two newcomers.

"I'm!"

Garrog stood up, no matter what the result was, the thing had already happened, and he could only try to accept it.

"Sorry! We did our best..."

Miss Joy stared at the young man in front of her for two seconds, and then bowed deeply to Garrog with the elves around her.

"..."

Garrog's body trembled and he closed his eyes tightly.

Although he had already expected the result, he still held that faint hope in his heart.

"I see~"

He spoke with difficulty, and his strong control quickly made him hold back the tears that slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Parting is for a better meeting.

Garrog could only use this sentence to comfort himself in his heart.

"Leave the rest to me." The handsome guy stood up and patted the young junior on the shoulder. "After working so hard for so long, take a good rest. The organization won't treat you badly."

"Please, handsome senior!"

Garrog nodded with difficulty, and left slowly with the support of Trova.

"This wrestling eagle will be handed over to our Interpol for burial. Please transport it to the alliance headquarters. I will contact the people there to deal with the aftermath."

Watching the two disappear around the corner, the handsome man turned his gaze back, and asked seriously to Miss Joy in front of him, "Also, how much is the medical bill?"

……

Coming out of the elf center, the handsome guy looked at the long bill in his hand and sighed.

"I was so impulsive at the time! Why did I help that kid pay the medical bills! My one month's salary! It's just gone!"

The handsome guy standing in the parking lot turned his head and looked around. He wanted to go back to the office to feel his daughter's comfort, but he suddenly found a more important problem.

"Where's my car?"

……

The car stopped in the underground parking lot of the Interpol headquarters. Merdan whistled and opened the car door, ignoring the state of the two young people in the back seat, and directly took out a red wine bottle from a hidden corner.

"This car is still better."

Pulling out the cork, Merdan raised his head and gurgled towards the mouth of the bottle. After finishing the work, he wiped off the red liquid from the corner of his mouth, put the bottle back in its original place, and waved to the two people in the back seat.

"You didn't see anything!"

"Mmmmmmm!"