Endless Debt.

Chapter 207 Working Days

In the airtight elevator, Burrog and Palmer occupy the entire space of the elevator. Burrog still looks meticulous, while Palmer looks a little bad, with two dark circles hanging from the On his face, he looked extremely sluggish, and there was still a faint smell of alcohol on his body.

Burrog squinted at Palmer, and the unlucky ghost even shook slightly, and he was about to lose his footing.

"How long did you drink last night?" Burrog couldn't help asking.

Palmer is different from himself. This guy joined the job earlier than himself, and he became a Sublimator very early. Palmer has already passed the first two of the triple trials, and his body and will have been strengthened by ether.

But even with such strengthening, Burlogo still felt that Palmer might die suddenly in the next second.

"Dawn..."

A tired voice squeezed out from between Palmer's teeth. This guy didn't rest at all, but tidied himself up at the Undead Club before rushing back to work without stopping.

"What have you done?" Burrog demanded.

"It's Serley, that bastard proposed a new game at the end of the party. He chose eight bars he frequented. Let's go drink one by one and see who can last till the end," Palmer leaned to one side, covering his mouth head, "I made it to the seventh house, and I almost won."

"What's your bet?"

Palmer was silent. After a while, he slowly said, "Bet? It seems that there is no bet. It's just about who can make it to the eighth house and who is the best."

"that's it?"

"Hmm, that's it."

Burrog sighed with a complicated expression. He shouldn't have too high expectations for Palmer's mental age.

The elevator door opened, and Burlogo and Palmer walked along the gray corridor one after the other, and then entered a conference room.

In the past, it was only necessary to hand over tasks in Lebius' office, but today's tasks are a little different.

Everyone else in the conference room got ready. Lebius sat on the main seat, beside Jeffrey, and then Ivan... The moment he saw Ivan, Palmer sobered up a lot, and then he It was a headache.

Next to Ivan was Yas, and on the other side of the conference table were a few unfamiliar faces that Burlogo hadn't seen much, and Burlogo thought they should be members of Yas' team.

A man, a woman, and then a... Bologo froze, and even Palmer, who was beside him, froze.

It was a slightly strange existence. His body was very strong, full of muscles, and he was so big that he seemed to be able to fit the guy next to him. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he broke the cement with a single punch.

Unlike other people's uniforms, this guy is wearing a loose robe, but from the color and stripes on the robe, it can be seen that it is the same as the others.

Of course, Bologo has seen countless people in his life, and even the devil has been in close contact with a few. He can be regarded as having seen strong winds and waves, but it is the first time he has seen this today.

I saw that his body was covered with long black hair, and his head was not a familiar human appearance, but a beast head like a hound and wolf. With breathing, the hair shook gently, and the sharp canine teeth came from between the black lips. Slightly exposed.

This guy doesn't look like, he is an orc, a black, vicious dog orc.

"Am I still sober?"

Palmer wiped his eyes, and his vision became clearer. He thought the other party was wearing a doll costume, but the doll costume was too realistic.

Bologo couldn't help but whispered.

"Sido?"

"The Nine-Rate Detective and His Invincible Hound" is real, Sido has really turned into a human, and it's so cool!
The other party obviously also noticed the gazes of Burlogo and Palmer, and they should be often looked at by such gazes. "Sido" seemed to be used to this, and he spoke first.

"Hello, Hart Wein, belongs to the sixth group."

"Hello, Siddo." Burlogo paid no attention to what he was saying.

"Cido?" Palmer laughed instinctively, remembering the movie. "Cido? Are you kidding me?"

"Ah no, hello, nice to meet you, Hart." Burrog quickly changed his words, and then whispered to Palmer, "Is this guy releasing secret energy?"

"It's not like, there is no ether reaction." Palmer responded.

"He...was like this?"

"Maybe? It feels like a debtor. Anyway, if you think about something strange from the debtor's side, it's absolutely fine." Palmer analyzed.

"If it's the debtor, shouldn't he be in the same action team as us? Why did he go to the sixth team." Burlogo felt something was wrong.

The whispering between the two obviously did not deceive anyone. Lebius and Jeffrey were used to it. Yas knew a lot about these two guys, and Ivan was also very clear about his nephew's temperament.

To this end, everyone's reaction was quite flat, except for the three team members of Yas, a man and a woman suppressed a smile, and Hart was sandwiched between them, silently enduring all this.

"I am human, not a debtor, nor a demon."

Hart's voice was tired and numb, and he had to repeat these words almost every time he met a stranger.

"My appearance was caused by an accidental operation. I fell into the alchemical solution of the Brotherhood of Truth, and I became like this after I climbed out."

"Wow, if Sidor turned into a human, he would probably look like this?" Burrog and Palmer discussed in low voices, completely ignoring Hart's self-explanation.

"Cough cough."

Yas coughed twice, making the two bastards divert their attention from his team members, but when looking at Hart, Yas couldn't help but think, what the two guys said, "Western "Much" who is.

He restrained his smile and became serious. Bologo vaguely guessed what he was going to do today. He and Palmer sat down in the vacant seats, and Bologo then asked.

"Is the investigation progressing?"

Lebius nodded, and Yas, who was on the side, said, "After investigation by my team members, it can be confirmed that the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce is preparing for an auction."

auctions.

Boluoge knows what this is. It is not so much an auction as a sacrifice to the tyrant. In the auction hosted by the Gray Trader Chamber of Commerce, people will exchange value for goods, and these inflated values ​​will eventually will lead to the tyrant.

"Sraiding the auction house?" Burrog asked.

"Yes, but no, according to our previous experience with the Gray Trader Chamber of Commerce, their auction venues are not fixed, and are usually protected by virtual domains. Unless there is an invitation letter, it is difficult to find the location and step into it. "

Yasi showed a slight headache, and explained, "This part should be handed over to the third group. They are experts in breaking through the imaginary domain, but the third group is going all out to attack the 'Happy Garden' recently, and we have to solve these things by ourselves. gone."

The third group, the Breaking Edge, Bologo has heard about this action group. Palmer called them the demolition team. Their main job is to break through those complex and weird imaginary domains and turn them into ruins.

As for the Happy Garden, Burlogo didn't know what it was. It might be the code name of another action event, so he didn't continue to ask.

"Should we cooperate with each other and find a way to raid the venue and terminate the auction of these merchants?" Burlogo glanced at the members of the sixth group sitting opposite.

"Well, but according to the current plan, it's mainly you," Yas said.

"us?"

"Wandering Fork Road is the territory of the tyrant. Even if he cannot directly interfere with reality, it is extremely simple to warn the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce, or drive them to act. If we enter rashly, it will definitely attract his attention, but you are different. , you are debtors."

Yass lays out his thoughts to Burlogo and Palmer.

"You carry an umbilical cord, which is a passport in itself."

"You want us to act as undercover agents, sneak into it, and cooperate with you both internally and externally?" Bologo asked.

"Almost, the most important thing is that we only got two invitation letters. If the rank is too high, it will cause vigilance, but if the rank is too low, it will have no effect. We must choose the elite of the two elites to go."

This is Yas' true purpose.

"Are we the elite of the elite?"

asked Palmer to Burrog, who instinctively recognized the danger of the mission even after a night of sleepless and drunk.

"Probably, a sharp sword, smashing the deadly tail of the enemy." Burrog muttered in a low voice.

Palmer's face turned pale, and he looked at Ivan as if asking for help, but Ivan turned his head sideways without looking at Palmer.

"The date of the operation has not been set, but in the operation, there are a few things you need to pay attention to."

Yas took out two documents and handed them to Burlogo and Palmer respectively.

"During the investigation, we discovered a mysterious existence named Paranoid..."

Bologo quickly finished browsing the contents of the document, and his expression became serious.

"You suspect that the delusional man is Teda."

"It's just a suspicion, there is no definite evidence yet... But if he is really a delusional person, judging from his current behavior, he will not miss the auction, that is to say, you will see him at the venue. "

Yas added, "We will also send people to watch the alchemy workshop when you are in action."

"Whether the delusional man is TEDA or not, he's not that important in the mission, is he?" Bologo wondered.

He had expected that Teda would have a hidden identity. After all, he was an alchemist who was wandering in the Great Rift. He had already left the Bureau of Order and joined the Brothers of Truth.

In TEDA's hands, he did not know how many free desublimators he created, which brought great trouble to the Bureau of Order, but due to the shackles of the agreement, the Bureau of Order still maintained a peaceful attitude with TEDA.

"It's just to prepare in advance. You have been with TEDA for so long, you can't feel the things hidden in this guy's heart, right?" Yas asked back.

This time, Burrog fell silent. The danger of Teda was not on the surface, but in his heart, what he hid in his heart.

"In this mission, whether it is a delusional person or a gray trade chamber of commerce, they are only secondary targets."

At this moment Lebius spoke, and at the same time signaled Burlogo to continue to read the documents.

"The real main threat is those buyers, and what the Gray Traders will want to sell."

Burrog turned to the next page, and the scarlet symbols filled his vision, he whispered.

"Gorilla Sect."

(End of this chapter)