Me! Cleaner!

Chapter 195 Lurking and Encountering

Is this where the gangsters gather?

Carrying an iron bucket filled with orange-red palm oil, he mixed with other gang members responsible for purchasing and entered an old warehouse on Patriotic Street in batches.

What appeared in front of Lyon was not a dim warehouse full of dust and various groceries, but a green valley dotted with a large number of low-rise buildings. Many people were walking back and forth on the artificially excavated dirt roads, busy preparing. What are you wearing?

When he realized something was wrong, he immediately took a deep breath, and then pretended to be tired from carrying the oil drum. By changing the oil drum to the other shoulder, he looked around at the surrounding environment.

The other directions are very ordinary, and there is nothing that can identify the location. However, in the northwest of the valley, you can vaguely see a huge "7"-shaped tower towering into the clouds.

The giant steel-frame tower built by people from the Kingdom of Korok is a boarding tower used when boarding rigid airships, and the short horizontal line above the "7" is for passengers to fly up and down. The "platform" of the boat is one of the landmark buildings in the royal capital.

…

If the boarding tower is in the northwest... then this is a valley southeast of the royal capital?

Relying on his outstanding eyesight to find the boarding tower and confirming his current position, Leon suddenly couldn't help but take a breath of air.

Judging by the size of the boarding tower, this valley must be fifteen or sixteen kilometers away from the royal capital. I just entered a door and ended up directly more than ten kilometers away?

No wonder, no wonder the people from the Secret Investigation Bureau searched almost all over the capital and couldn't find the gathering place of the rebels. It turns out that this place is not in the capital at all. It's weird that they can find it!

Really...the ability of this space-moving abnormality is really a bit too outrageous!

After carefully writing down his findings, Leon, who moved the oil drum from his left shoulder to his right shoulder, seemed to suddenly feel dizzy. He staggered back for half a step, then "instinctively" reached out and grabbed the door frame of the warehouse door. "As a last resort", he held the door handle and managed to stand firm.

"Materialism" has no response.

Unfortunately, it seems that although this door has the ability to cross space, the warehouse door itself is not an anomaly. It is probably just some kind of carrier. Or the "abnormality" is not attached to the door frame and handle, but to the Where else…

"Little Baggins?"

Not knowing that Leon had an ulterior motive for his actions, he watched him first gasp and shift his shoulders, then suddenly stumbled and grabbed the door frame. The fat uncle following behind quickly stretched out his hand to hold the oil drum, and said with a worried expression:

"If you feel uncomfortable, just put the oil drum down and go home to rest. I'll come back for a run later."

"Need not."

After hearing what the fat uncle said, Lyon, who had no idea where his "own" home was, quickly shook his head and rejected his kindness, then regained his footing, carrying the oil drum with "blue veins bulging" and "sweating", and followed The people in front continued to walk towards the warehouse.

This child... alas! Just like his father back then, he had a stubborn temper that even nine oxen could not control...

Looking at "Little Baggins"'s sweaty clothes and laboriously arched back, the fat man who was also carrying a large bag couldn't help but sigh, and then he quickened his pace and followed him, ready to reach out when he couldn't hold on any longer. Give him a hand to avoid smashing the oil drum and preventing little Baggins from hurting himself.

However, the strange thing is that little Baggins looked like he was almost exhausted just now, and his body was even swaying, but he just walked swaying like this for a long time, looking as if he was about to collapse at any time, but he really didn't I persisted and successfully carried the oil drum to the warehouse.

"Haha?!"

After taking the oil drum from Little Baggins, the person in charge of the reconciliation was staggered and fell to the ground as the oil drum dropped him.

After staggering for two steps to steady his body, he picked up the oil drum by pushing it **** his belly. The person who checked the account raised his head, looked at "Little Baggins" in surprise and said:

"What's going on? Why is this barrel of oil so full? Isn't it usually half a barrel?"

“…”

ah? It turns out that big barrels of palm oil are only filled half a barrel?

After hearing the question of the person who reconciled the account, he knocked out the real Baggins while he was filling up his tank. Leon, who had taken his place, couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed. He understood the expression on the oil shop owner's face at that time. The desire to speak stopped again.

My family has a small population, and they used to use small cans. I have never bought such a large barrel of oil. After knocking the real little Baggins unconscious, I took it for granted that the oil barrel was completely filled before carrying it out.

The oil shop owner saw that he had "attacked" the real little Baggins, and was asked by Amy to cooperate with his actions, so he did not dare to remind him, and just let himself carry the big barrel of oil away...

"I don't know either."

After wiping the sweat from his head, "Little Baggins", who looked quite handsome but had a somewhat cold expression, moved his shoulders and said expressionlessly:

"The oil shop owner only gave me so much. I asked him about it, but he said he didn't give me the wrong amount, so I just took it back."

"That's it?"

It seemed that he was not surprised by "Little Baggins"'s indifference. After thinking about it for a while, the person who reconciled the account said with determination:

"It may be that this batch of oil was almost sold out, and the truck was about to leave. He was in a hurry to empty the big barrel so that he could follow the truck to the gas station to pick up new ones and sell them back. So he just gave you all the remaining oil. .

Very good, haha, little Baggins, you are very lucky today, and you got us a moderate advantage. "

"Maybe."

After a polite response, "Little Baggins", who had a cold nature, turned around and left the warehouse, walking back in the direction he came from. The person who was checking the accounts also reacted to his rude behavior. He was not angry, but greeted the next person with a smile.

It's really...lucky that I chose this cold-tempered face...

After turning back and glancing at the checker's expression to confirm that there was nothing unusual, Leon felt relieved, and then he was thankful for his choice.

The list of suspected rogue purchasers given by Amy included almost twenty people, and the reason why she chose this little Baggins was because he had a cold personality, was taciturn, and did not seem to be very gregarious.

Although such a person is not secretive enough, because he communicates less and expresses less, he is least likely to reveal his secrets when there is insufficient information. If he were to be a more cheerful and talkative person, it would be difficult for him to behave so "normally".

Good luck!

After looking around, Leon immediately targeted the building in the center of the valley.

Now that you have successfully sneaked in, it is time to complete the task. Prioritize finding the pair of grandparents who are suspected of having memory abilities, and find a way to erase the princess...

"Little Baggins!"

Just when Leon was about to start his own investigation, the fat uncle who had helped him from behind quickly chased him out of the warehouse.

After calling out the "arrogant" little Baggins, the unshaven fat uncle couldn't help complaining:

"The barrel of oil was so full, why didn't you ask me to help you and just carried it back by yourself? It's a small matter if you drop the barrel, but what if you hurt your waist?"

“…”

I knew that having good luck was definitely an illusion!

Looking at the acquaintance in front of him who took the initiative to chat, Leon, who had insufficient information, couldn't help but feel a headache. Then he tried hard to maintain the facial paralysis of Little Baggins and responded coldly:

"I tried to carry it and felt it was about the same, so I carried it back by myself."

"Nonsense!"

Seeing that he was still showing off, the fat uncle couldn't help but feel a little angry, blowing his beard and scolding:

"I just tried to carry it, and my waist almost slipped. You have been carrying such a big bucket of oil for so long, how can your body handle it?

Besides, when you were passing through the door before, you almost fell down, but I was following behind and watching! Why are you so blind? "

“…”

Really... If I had known this would happen, I would have just endured it for a while and not touched the door frame or handle directly.

"You kid, why are you so stubborn?"

Looking at little Baggins who lowered his head in silence and still "stubbornly" refused to say a word, the fat uncle couldn't help but sigh and began to persuade him:

"I know you are feeling miserable and want to find something to do to numb yourself, but you should also pay attention to your body and don't consume too much. You may not feel it when you are young, but you will wait until you get older." "Don't worry about it!"

Not only was he worried about the investigation situation, but he was also worried that if he chatted for too long, his secret would be revealed. Leon was eager to get rid of this kind-hearted uncle who was a bit chatty, so he directly raised his head and glared at him, and refused unceremoniously:

"I know how my body is doing! You don't need to be nagging."

“…”

"You...what's wrong with you?"

The fat uncle couldn't help being startled by "Little Baggins" whose hair suddenly exploded, and then he said suspiciously:

"Little Baggins? Why are you a little strange today? You have never talked to me like this in the past..."

“…”

Ah, this...it seems that even if the appearance is exactly the same, there are still differences for people who are familiar with it. Is this wrong to be discovered by others?

Just when Leon's eyes wandered slightly and he began to think about how to cover it up, the fat uncle came up with the answer on his own, and said with some annoyance on his kind face:

"Is it Old Baggins? He hit you again in the past two days, right? Did he steal your money to buy wine again?"

“…”

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Taking Leon's silence as acquiescence, the fat uncle's honest round face quickly turned red. He grabbed his wrist and rolled up his sleeves. Sure enough, he found several long bruises on his elbows.

"Damn it! This bitch! Sooner or later he will step on a horse and die in those two mouthfuls of horse urine!"

After scolding him angrily, the fat uncle grabbed Leon, who had been "severely subjected to domestic violence", and strode back in the direction he came from. As he walked, he said angrily:

"We can't spoil him like this anymore! Follow me back to find him! I will definitely help you get your money back!"

“…”

Ah...I managed to sneak in. Why am I going back without doing anything?

He just had a little free play, and something was immediately discovered. At this moment, Leon couldn't mess around anymore, so he had to let the fat uncle pull him, and walked back and forth on the road three times, getting closer and closer to the suspicious building in the center of the valley. Coming further and further…

"Bang!"

Just when Leon was reluctantly pulled all the way to the door and was about to cross the strange door that could travel through space again and leave the valley where the gangs gathered, the old iron warehouse door suddenly twisted twice. , and then there was an explosion, turning into a mahogany door carved with patterns of flowers and birds.

With the soft sound of the door hinge, the mahogany door was pushed open from the outside, and a middle-aged man who looked relatively young but had a lot of white hair on his temples walked in.

"Are you going out?"

After walking in from the door and seeing Leon and the fat uncle "inside", the middle-aged man smiled kindly and then said:

"Wait a moment, I'll change the destination back right away."

"Ah, we are not in a hurry!"

After seeing the middle-aged man, the fat uncle stood up straight subconsciously, then lowered his head in reverence and said:

"Master Chief, you have been feeling a little haggard recently. Please pay more attention to your health."

"Haha, I will."

leader? !

Leon, who was following behind, shrank his pupils when he heard this, and then imitated the fat uncle's appearance and lowered his head respectfully, while repeatedly remembering the appearance of the middle-aged man in his mind.

The people from the Secret Investigation Bureau had been working hard for so many years but could not find the leader of the rebel party. Now he was standing two meters in front of him! This face must be remembered...well...I don't know why, but his facial features seem slightly familiar?

"alright!"

He didn't know that one of the two people in front of him was a cleaner from the Cleanup Bureau. After closing the door again, the middle-aged man reached out and touched the nameplate on the edge of the mahogany door frame. The luxurious mahogany door twisted and changed again. Back to the old iron warehouse door.

"Go out, I have changed the destination back."

"Thank you, Chief!"

"Haha, you're welcome."

Leon, who had watched the middle-aged man's operation the whole time, was staring thoughtfully at the nameplate on the door frame, while the middle-aged man who had accidentally exposed his bottom smiled and asked:

"By the way Owen, you and little Baggins are so sweaty. You just came back from shopping, right? Why are you going back without taking a rest?"

"Both of us..."

The fat uncle named Owen hesitated for a moment, then sighed and told the truth:

"Sir Nathan, little Baggins was beaten again yesterday and his money was taken away. I was worried that old Baggins would squander the money, so I wanted to take him to get it back as soon as possible."

"That's it..."

Hearing the fat uncle's words, the middle-aged man couldn't help but think of the scene in the morning. After looking at the bruises on "Little Baggins"'s elbow, the smile on his face couldn't help but disappear.

"You should be too late to find him."

After shaking his head slightly, the middle-aged man looked at "Little Baggins" and said with a slightly apologetic expression:

"When I met friends on Patriotic Street in the morning, I actually saw your father across the street. He came out of the pub drunk. He must have been drinking all night with your money yesterday.

But before I could go there, he urinated in front of the Patriotic War Memorial Wall in the street. He was discovered by the patrolling guards and kicked a few times. He was taken away and locked up. I'm afraid you won't get your money back. "

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm used to being beaten or being robbed of money."

After suppressing his inner excitement, Leon was about to sneak into the high-level members of the chaos party with the help of the "abnormal object" that forced him to salute. While maintaining the persona of a despairing and paralyzed young man, he asked with a hint of longing in his eyes:

"Master Chief, I...what should I do to have such magical power as you?"

“…”

Desire for power because you can't beat your alcoholic father? How could such a childish and superficial desire give birth to a real abnormality.

Looking at "Little Baggins" in front of him, the middle-aged man couldn't help but shook his head inwardly.

I had already done some research on this somewhat unsociable young man, and believed that he did not have the qualifications to become an "abnormal". He was not even included in the watch list for Aquarius directors.

but…

Looking at the overlapping old and new stick wounds on Leon's thin arm, and thinking about the iron battle medal that Old Baggins angrily "spit" on the wall along with the phlegm that morning, the middle-aged man couldn't help but remain silent. After a moment, he sighed deeply and stretched out his palm towards "Little Baggins" in front of him.

"Give me a piece of your hair and I'll look at it for you."

(End of chapter)