Doomsday Bandits and Tramps

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Conroy took the ball and put it in the palm of his hand. The bracelet on his wrist projected a blue light to wrap the white ball. After a while, the holographic projection of the ball appeared in front of the two of them.

"The material cannot be analyzed. From the analysis of mass and density, the inside of this sphere is not solid."

Conroy slid two fingers in the air to zoom in on the holographic projection, but could not further analyze the ball: "The micro-instrument can only scan the data on the surface of the sphere, and cannot penetrate the shell to scan the outside."

Conroy stared at the ball strangely, pinched it in his hand and tried to stimulate it with microcurrent, but the ball didn't respond.Conroy increased the current output, but the ball still did not respond, not even a scorching mark caused by the current.

"It's kind of interesting."

Conroy rubbed the ball, feeling an indescribable sense of frustration: "First of all, we can exclude natural products, and they are not electronic devices. The city of Tinis does not have the ability to produce such things, and other human cities should not be able to achieve this kind of product." The level of technology, as for whether it is a product of the Albion people..."

"Albion City's defense against alien beasts is not a cage-like city wall or heavy weapons. They use sea cliffs as their foundation and natural dangers as their barriers. There is no pollution, and alien beasts are difficult to invade. That's why they are called the pure land in the world. If This is a product of Albion City, he doesn't need to ask outsiders about the origin of this thing, right?"

"Makes sense."

Conroy nodded, and returned the white ball to Seth: "I will try to help you investigate the origin of this thing."

"Okay, thanks."

Conroy reached out and patted Seth on the shoulder: "It's been so many years, and you're still brooding about Albion."

Seth didn't speak, but secretly clenched his fists.

"Okay, then I wish you luck, and I hope you can develop a good relationship with your client."

Seth rolled his eyes at him: "Since when did you become such a bitch?"

"Life in the city is so boring, sometimes I really envy your life outside the city walls."

"Welcome," Seth opened his arms, "The red-tailed scorpion always welcomes you to join."

"Fuck off."

After the two looked at each other and smiled, Conroy stood up holding his army stick: "Okay, this is the end of the chat, I have to go back to invigilate the exam to ensure the safety of the exam room."

"Xiang, why don't you bother the army commander to do such a trivial matter?"

"Immigration work is about the continuation of human beings, so there's no such thing as a small matter," Conroy greeted his men, and threw a black cowboy hat to Seth, "I wanted to entertain you after the Principe exam, but the frontline battle is urgent. The day's exam time was compressed into one day, and when the exam is over in the evening, I will rush to the front line."

"be careful."

"Well, each other each other."

Conroy waved goodbye, Seth put on his ripped cowboy hat, reclined on the chair and watched the figures of the group go away.

In the twinkling of an eye, dusk was approaching, and Seth returned to the room with a brown paper bag in his mouth. The room was pitch black, and the thin blanket on the bed was thrown away, but there was no sign of Xiu.

"Run away? What a ruthless guy."

Seth thought to himself, reaching out to press the switch on the wall, but suddenly a sharp chill came from his neck.

Seth slowly raised his hand, chuckled and said, "Relax, it's me."

The chill on the neck disappeared, Seth pressed the switch, and the lights in the room came on.

Xiu's lower body was wrapped in a bath towel, and his hair was wet. The water dripped from the ends of his hair onto his clear collarbone, leaving a faint water mark on the cold white skin along his thin chest, and then sank into the bath towel around his waist.

"Hey~~~ I have a good figure, but I'm a little thinner."

Seth's penetrating stare made Xiu feel uncomfortable. He is also a man, and it doesn't matter if he is stared at twice, but he feels shivering when he is stared at by a man with undisguised flirtatious eyes.

Xiu put on a thin blanket, grabbed a towel and wiped his wet hair: "Where is this?"

"hostel."

Seth put the paper bag on the table, and the repaired laundry was hung in a corner of the room.

Slim eyebrows were frowned, staring at Seth.

"Don't worry, when you are still dreaming, I have confirmed it for four weeks."

"Aren't you afraid that the hotel owner will tip off the military?"

"People in this city think about how to survive, not how to catch wanted criminals."

Xiu didn't understand the contradiction between these two things, Seth explained: "Some people earn ordinary people's money, some earn rich people's money, and some earn shady money, understand? ?”

"Understood," Xiu said, "black shop."

Seth nodded in a teachable way, and took out a small white ball from his pocket: "This is yours."

Xiu grabbed the ball in a panic and put it away nervously.

"you are welcome."

Xiu overreacted a little, Seth wrote it down in his heart, but pretended to be indifferent on the surface: "Such a baby, which little girl gave you a token of love."

"It's a relic." Xiu put away the ball and continued to wipe his wet hair, "Where did you find it?"

"In the attic," said Seth, "I picked it up when I was looking for it."

Only then did Xiu notice belatedly that Seth was wearing his ripped cowboy hat on his head: "You went to Murray's house again?"

"I'm going to get my own things back. It's not against the law."

Seth turned his head to meet Shang Xiu's warning eyes, he smacked his lips, and added speechlessly: "Do you think I'm the kind of narrow-minded person?"

"Yes."

"You..." Seth was angry and funny, and threw back the repaired mask to him, "You are really, someone sold you, and you have to count the money, I really don't know whether to say you are kind or not. Say you're stupid."

"If you were them and two wanted criminals came to the house, what would you do?"

"I..."

Seth thought for a while, feeling that he was being involved by Xiu, so he simply didn't argue with him: "Okay, as long as your old man is happy."

Seth opened the brown paper bag, took out a piece of bread and handed it over: "I haven't eaten well all day, so hurry up and eat."

Xiu stared at the bread he handed over, swallowed hesitantly, and didn't take it.

Seth understood, took a big bite of the bread in his hand, chewed and swallowed it, then handed it to Xiu: "Is it all right?"

Xiu took the bread, stuffed two mouthfuls into his mouth, almost choked on the food.

"Little ancestor, no one will rob you."

Seth opened a bottle of water, and when he was about to hand it over, Xiu looked at him vigilantly again. He took a sip speechlessly, and then handed it over: "You deserve it for choking to death, you are so suspicious."

Xiu took two sips of water, pressed down the bread, and said with a sigh of relief: "Isn't it you who told me not to eat indiscriminately during the day?"

"Uh," Seth coughed, "Then I'll make a correction, don't mess with what others give you."

"Is there a difference?" Xiu asked.

"I'm not someone else."

"Are you all so familiar with being bandits?"

"It depends on the person," Seth said while sitting on the chair, while peeling eggs, "The ones who are good-looking will be familiar with themselves, and the ones who are not good-looking will be troubled by ghosts."

Xiu sat on the bed and snorted coldly, "I've been talking for a long time, but I'm just relying on my lower body to think."

"Hey, I'm very principled," Seth said solemnly, "I only have two of the ten rules of survival in dark alleys."

"Female tickets and gambling." Xiu said without thinking.

"It's eating and drinking!"

Seth was so angry that he was speechless. This guy was honest with others, why did he insist on raising an argument when it came to him?If he didn't want to get some news from him, the ghost would care about his life.

Seth scolded Xiu in his heart, and passed the peeled egg with a smile on his face: "For the sake of saving you a few times, can you try to trust me?"

Xiu stared at the round egg, hesitated for a moment, took it vigilantly and sniffed it, then stuffed it into his mouth, puffing out his cheeks.

Seeing him, Seth thought it was funny, and wanted to tease him: "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I put medicine in the eggs."

"puff!"

As soon as the words fell, Seth was sprayed all over the face by Xiu.

He reached out to wipe his eyes, and his hands were covered with chewed egg yolks and soft bread residues. Xiu sat on the edge of the bed, coughing and laughing while clutching his stomach, and threw a towel over with his hand.

"Damn it, you cheap mouth, why are you teasing him when you have nothing to do?"

Seth murmured in his heart, grabbed the towel and went into the bathroom and flushed his face, looking at himself in a mess in the mirror, there was someone gloating and laughing outside.

"Deserving it."

"Don't use your brain to think about it. What good is it for me to stun you?"

"Come on, who knows what's going on in your head," Xiu said, "You dare to snatch the money from the bandits, and you dare to kill the bandits, what else are you afraid of?"

"Can bandits compare to the army? If I can do better than the army, do I still need to be a bandit?"

"So, this is why you are wanted?"

Xiu's laughter stopped suddenly, he was outside the bathroom, staring at Seth in the mirror with a frozen expression: "Have you ever killed someone from the military?"

Seth wrung out the water from the towel, avoiding eye contact with Xiu: "Why do you say that?"

"In addition to your wanted notice on the bulletin board, there are also wanted notices of other bandits. They are also killing people and taking goods. Their reward is less than one-tenth of yours. We can only assume that you have clashed with the army. Come to Murray's house to encircle us The group of soldiers here is not ordinary. Unless you killed someone from the military, I can't think of any other reason."

Seth neither affirmed nor denied, but was a little surprised in his heart.

This guy is digging his own bottom.

"You're smart," Seth said, "and you're good at observation. But shouldn't you identify yourself first before inquiring into other people's identities?"

Xiu's eyes changed suddenly, and the eyes were vigilant and threatening: "What do you want to say?"

Seth responded calmly, staring at his eyes full of hostility: "The bounty is second only to mine, what have you committed? A tramp, a person with supernatural powers, your identity is more than that."

Seth's words hit Xiu's pain, his eyes dimmed, and he turned his head: "It has nothing to do with you, don't ask if you shouldn't ask."

"Well, that's what I thought too."

Seth curled his lips without a smile: "I'm a bandit, not a housekeeper. I'm not interested in your affairs. All I care about is money. We're also grasshoppers on a rope now. What do you think if we leave the city?" I will not leave you when we part ways, at least in the city, I hope you can maintain a little basic trust in me, okay?"

Without waiting for Xiu's response, Seth grabbed the thin blanket on his shoulders and draped it for him: "This season has a big temperature difference between day and night, so be careful not to catch a cold with such revealing clothes."

Xiu raised his eyebrows, turned around and went back into the house: "Thank you for your concern."

Seth smiled: "You're welcome."