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How many "infected people" have there been in Westem?

It was a question Walton could hardly imagine.

But one thing is for sure - Charlie Rex!This person has a great relationship with Westem's suspected disaster!

"Whether what Charlie Rex did was inspired by the 'Nightmare Butcher'?" This is the most concerned question of Captain Walton.

"This...can't be judged for the time being." The unattractive middle-aged man swallowed and said, "The undead of 'Nightmare Butcher' exists openly in Westham, and there are undeads running on the main road in the town... Delicatessen, there are A construction site where only undead are allowed to enter and exit, and even the post of mayor is held by undead."

"A deli run by the undead?!" Walton said in astonishment.

The female detective nodded seriously: "This store sells extremely cheap salt, food and spices. Due to the existence of this store, all the stores under the name of Baron Marcus have been closed."

At any time, salt and food are the most stable and profitable businesses.

The shops engaged in the salt and grain business at the Martin Street Market are actually the private property of Baron Marcus, the former lord of Westham—including the store that Ms. Mia visited when she was shopping for food, which seemed to be run by an old couple. .

The undead destroyed the old order of Westham, but they did not attack civilians, and even took the initiative to maintain the stability of Westham. These salt shops did not take the initiative to expose themselves, "lurking" and waiting for Baron Marcus "Take back the old rivers and mountains" - until the opening of the undead deli takes away all the business and makes it impossible for these stores to continue to operate.

Captain Walton was silent for a while, and spit out four words: "Buy people's hearts."

The people are stupid and short-sighted, as long as they can see the short-term interests that do exist, they don't care whether the people who rule them are righteous or evil.

After a pause, Captain Walton asked in confusion again: "Where did the 'Nightmare Butcher' get so much salt and food to buy people's hearts?"

"This...is just like the 'dead cloth', the source cannot be investigated." The female detective lowered her head in shame.

"It's not your fault. The identity of the 'Nightmare Butcher' is a mystery. It is extremely mysterious. The referee has been searching for many years and can't trace its origin." Walton shook his head and said, "Where was he born, and his strange appearance No one knows what country he came from."

When Nightmare Butcher Yang became a wanted criminal in mainland China 60 years ago, many individuals or organizations who were eager to offer sky-high rewards spontaneously participated in the investigation of his origin.

The end result was...no results.

Yang's black hair seems to be in line with the common dark hair style of Kenyans, and his facial features are also similar to those of Kenyans, but the difference in skin color and eye color is very large, and his body shape is even more different.

Yang's dark pupils seem to be similar to those of the southern Sokri at first glance, but they are different when you look closely. The Sokri's pupils are close to pure black, while the Nightmare Butcher's are actually dark brown; plus With the iconic black skin and white hair of the Sokri, it can be determined that Yang is by no means a southerner.

Yang's pale yellowish-white complexion is similar to that of the people of the Eastern Norsk Commonwealth, but the hair color, pupil color, and facial features are far apart...

Even the Bounty Association, which is best at investigating clues, failed to dig out the true origin of this lunatic.

"Being willing to use salt and cheap undead cloth to buy people's hearts, let the people of Westham accept the existence of undead, and send his men to serve as mayors, spending such a large amount of capital, obviously, Yang does not intend to only make money in Westem. One vote." Walton said to himself authentically, "so—is it Charlie Rex's trick?"

The agents looked at each other, and the middle-aged man spoke first: "We have contacted some security guards, temporary workers, and two clerks of the town hall. These people are similar to those soldiers of the former city defense army. When it comes to 'Nightmare Butcher', there are more praises for Lord Rex."

"Yes." The female detective said, "According to the information we have obtained, 'Nightmare Butcher Yang' seldom shows up in the town, but Charlie Rex is very active and can be found everywhere on the town's roads every day." See the figure of the new lord."

The middle-aged man added: "We have seen this new lord a few times during the investigation. He is very popular with the local townspeople and behaves like he is very close to the people. It's just that he always appears with the undead mayor. , We are worried that the undead will see through the disguise, so we dare not approach easily."

"Is that so..." Walton frowned, and the gloomy young man who followed Yang once again appeared in his mind.

In Walton's memory, that young man with the light silver-white hair color common to high society people in the Rhine Kingdom, who seemed elegant and decent, had an increasingly sinister aura.

After thinking for a moment, Captain Walton said firmly: "Contact with Horn's people, we need to sneak into the town hall and obtain evidence related to Charlie Rex's disaster."

Those who are best at dealing with disasters are senior priests.

In order to convince the senior priests of the Church of the Sun and the Church of Gold Coins to act, Walton must obtain enough strong evidence!

The scouts of the Guardian Knights of the Church of the Sun are quite capable. Before sneaking into Westem, these scouts deliberately scouted the surrounding villages for two days, sneaking in under the identity of "a local remote villager who came to work in a group". He also deliberately found a low-cost rental house as a base.

The treatment of temporary workers recruited by the main road in the town is still very attractive to farmers. Not only a large number of townspeople who went to the countryside to do odd jobs in the autumn harvest returned, but also many farmers who were almost as busy with autumn harvest work at home came to the town. Let those townspeople with surplus real estate make a small amount of "hot money" - Westham, which has lost its population for a long time, has a lot of vacant houses, let alone renting them, and they can't even sell them.

The camouflage of these scouts is indeed very good in all aspects, but... they are still exposed.

When the unattractive middle-aged man came out of the alley, two security guards who were secretly watching him spotted him.

"It's time to move." Jimmy, who pretended to be resting in front of a grocery store, put down the water glass provided by the owner, and whispered to his partner, "Go, follow."

The partner nodded knowingly, and got up together with Jimmy. The two followed the target from a distance as if they were on a routine daily patrol.

A middle-aged man dressed as an ordinary townsman walks more than [-] meters along the small street vendors who occupy the road and turns into another alley.

Jimmy and his partner didn't follow up, and stopped far away.

"The group of people in Shuijing Lane are indeed the same as this group of people." The partner said.

"I didn't mean to say that these two groups of people have problems, maybe they are accomplices." Jimmy snorted coldly. Bu? Just these two groups of people often come back empty-handed!"

The partner nodded in agreement...

The scouts of the Lieyang Church and the spies of the city defense army probably never imagined that although both of them were professional and pretended to be the same, they stumbled on the node of not hoarding salt and buying cloth...

"Hey, I thought no spies would dare to come after the incident with the Saukri caravan last time, but they crashed in so quickly without knowing what to do." The partner said excitedly, "The two of us have done a great job this time, Jimmy, Who do you think we should report to?"

Jimmy let out an "uh" and froze.

The security team transformed from the original militia does not currently have a captain; the security team's daily patrols and guard duties in the town continue the same order as the original militia.

Ms. Mia from the logistics department of the town hall is in charge of the security team’s salary and logistics supplies (working meals, uniforms, equipment, etc.). The team’s internal rules and regulations are formulated by Mayor Ji Tang, and the authority to dispatch appointments is with Lord Rex.

With such a chaotic management, there would be no problems in other places, but it would be difficult for Westem to have an accident—Ms. Mia, who is in charge of logistics and finance, and Mayor Ji Tang, who is in charge of discipline and discipline, have never They did not interfere with the operation and scheduling of the security team, and Lord Rex only used them as tools to maintain order; the three people who had the right to intervene in the security team did not take the "force deterrence" of the security team seriously at all.

No matter in front of the natural disasters or Rex, who has a strong force, the security team, a group of strong militiamen, really don't rank well...

Usually, the big guys can just go to work and get paid anyway, and the happiest moment every day is waiting for the work meal; now, when he thinks carefully about who he should go to receive the reward for his meritorious service, Jimmy realizes that they are being watched by the townspeople and villagers. The security team came here with a decent reputation and good treatment, but they were actually in an embarrassing situation:

Whether it is Ms. Mia, Mayor Ji Tang or Lord Rex, the way they manage them is to herd sheep.

They are all their immediate bosses, but they don't pay much attention to them... they just don't deliberately ignore them.

Jimmy silently lowered his head and covered his face.

The partner also slowly figured it out, and his cheeks hurt so much—the three bosses are the kind of people who are too busy to ignore them, and they rush to report to them. What else?

"Why, how about... Let's go to Boss Hal to discuss it?" The partner hesitated for a while and said hesitantly.

Jimmy thought for a while, then nodded reluctantly.

Hal Maxwell, the boss of the Detention Office, has nothing to do with the security team, not even their immediate superiors, but speaking of it, the one with the deepest relationship with the security team in the "Talentine family" Hal—the people who can wear uniforms and continue to receive the salary of the town hall are all released by Halsong; their original boss and half of their teammates who failed to obtain Hal's permission are still in the custody It's hard inside.

"Fuck me?!"

In the former headquarters of the militia, and now the general affairs office of the detention center, Hal rolled his eyes and threw out this sentence when facing the little brother who came to ask for help.

Whoever squatted in the guard office didn't know Hal's temper, Jimmy and his partner both smiled and tried to persuade:

"Boss Hal, those two groups of people look very unusual, especially the group of people in Shuijing Lane. They may be stronger than the group of mercenaries in the Saukri caravan last time."

"That's right, Boss Hal, and they still live in crowded places like Martin Street. If they really don't have good intentions, it will be a big trouble if something happens."

Hal plucked his ears.

How should I put it... He is not very willing to wipe Rex's ass.

Although Rex actually didn't have much hatred for him, he just couldn't understand that pretending kid.

But... now Westam, he lives very well.

After the mercenaries from Sokri were recruited by that bastard black magician Yang as career mentors, the number of bastard undead who often came to harass Hal dropped sharply. More than 1000 prisoners will do.

He manages a large number of people under his command, and there are so few harassing undead that he only needs to deal with a few people who tirelessly come to his door every day. He is respected wherever he goes. Hal doesn't want to be disturbed in such a smooth and comfortable life.

"Okay, let me see how many pounds these guys weigh..." Hal blew his nails, stood up, and smiled evilly, "Go back and do your work, and I will pass on your performance to Ray later. Max that idiot."

Jimmy and his partner looked grateful.

With Boss Hal coming forward, Lord Rex will definitely value their contributions!