Endless Debt.

Chapter 79 The Eve of Action
"It seems that you have a good time getting along with those undead."

Lebius raised his head and looked at the three people who had returned from the Undead Club. Palmer looked like he was intoxicated by alcohol, and Bologo was wet with ribbons and sequins. Geoffrey was one of them. The most normal thing is that there is only a slight smell of alcohol on him.

Fortunately, the Bureau of Order did not clearly stipulate that drinking alcohol during work is prohibited.

"Probably...happy." Burlogo didn't want to recall much.

In the past, he thought that the Bureau of Order was a crazy world, but after leaving the Undead Club, after returning to the Bureau of Order, Burlogo actually had a bit of enthusiasm in his eyes. Although he had not joined the job for a long time, the Bureau of Order gave him a sense of home. .

Compared with those undead, the Bureau of Order seemed surprisingly normal.

"Then proceed to the next item," Lebius asked, "How well have you mastered the secrets, Bolog?"

"It's pretty familiar."

"So are you ready to act?"

Hearing the action, Burlogo's eyes lit up, and he affirmed, "Anytime."

Bolog is not a workaholic, he just likes to punish the wicked, not to mention that since the implantation ceremony, his soul fragments have been exhausted, this feeling of emptiness is really disturbing, maybe when , will suffer from manic phagocytosis.

"That's good, 'Faceless Man' sent a message. He has been monitoring the cargo concentration point for the past few days. He reported that the other side's actions have sped up, and they are probably preparing to evacuate. We can't delay any longer."

Lebius took out a document detailing the details of the mission.

"Action is expected tomorrow night."

Burlogo nodded and took the document, and flipped through it directly, "Landling District, the pier..."

"The other party can bring the goods to the free port as long as they go down the Rhine River. When we arrive there, it will be much more difficult for us to do anything," Lebius said. , but I think 'people addicted' will always have a way to get the shipment out, and the longer it is delayed, the worse it will be."

"I understand."

Bologo put away the file and glanced at Palmer. Just now, this guy looked like he was intoxicated by alcohol, but now he has come to his senses. When Bologo talked to Lebius, he didn't make any surprises. Call, to interrupt the task.

"Are you sober?" asked Burrog.

"The Sublimator is not so easy to get drunk, and I just like the feeling of being drunk," Palmer said with a sad look, "It allows me to escape reality more or less."

"As a partner, what do you think of this task? If you don't want to take risks, I can do it alone."

"That's unnecessary." Surprisingly, Palmer rejected Burlogo's proposal.

"I just like to complain about my work, which has nothing to do with my love and dedication."

"You don't see it, Palmer," said Burlogo mockingly. "Is this a reminder of the Krex family's honor?"

"It has nothing to do with honor, it's just basic professional ethics. Well, you know, I also passed the loyalty test. Don't make me look like an inner ghost, ready to surrender to the enemy at any time." Palmer protested.

"Cough cough."

Thinking of Palmer's damn file, Jeffrey couldn't help coughing a few times.

Palmer cast a puzzled look at Jeffrey, but fortunately Jeffrey didn't say much, and didn't destroy Palmer's already unbearable image more thoroughly.

"Then you should prepare first. The operation will start tomorrow night. This is the first time the two of you have cooperated in an operation. I hope you don't let me down."

Lebius' tone was always so indifferent, and his words were full of oppression.

……

"Do you want to act tomorrow night..."

Bologo was sitting on the sofa, looking up and thinking about something. There was the sound of rushing water in the activity room, and Palmer was humming.

The activity room of the special operations group is quite large, not only has a simple kitchen, but also has an independent bathroom, and there are clothes in the closet that match the size of Burlogo and others. It seems that this is the second home built for them by the Bureau of Order. .

But it is indeed a second home.

"Normally, when there's overtime, that's where we live, but heck, they've got everything set up except for a few extra beds in the activity room."

At that time, Palmer complained like this.

"The reason they gave was actually 'Once an extra bed is added, someone will definitely live in the activity room for a long time in order to save rent'."

Burrogo guessed that was Palmer himself.

The activity room is not bad. I have been obsessed with the actual combat room these days, and Burlogo has been sleeping on the sofa in the activity room. In order to avoid going out in such a mess, before leaving the Bureau of Order, he and Palmer agreed to Came here to take a shower and change clothes.

"Speaking of which, when will the staff dormitory be allocated?" Burlogo asked.

He is quite looking forward to the staff dormitory of the Bureau of Order. Not only can he save rent, but he can also save travel expenses, but he doesn't know what kind of roommate he will recruit.

"I don't know, but my suggestion is not to live in the staff dormitory, but to live outside, not in the 'reclamation room'."

Palmer's voice came from the bathroom.

"why?"

Burrog looked at the file and responded.

"Because the 'reclamation room' is alive, like a living, huge monster. It's enough nonsense for us to work in the stomach of this monster. Do we still want to live here?"

Palmer opened the bathroom door, peeked out, and said to Burlogo.

"The most important thing is that it is always inconvenient to live in the 'reclamation room'. If you live outside, you can do whatever you want after get off work."

Bologo nodded, that's true. Compared with the life of an ascetic monk a year ago, Bologo's daily life is more or less colorful now.

He also planned to raise a small animal or something after that, and it would be better to learn a musical instrument. Anyway, time cannot bind the undead, and Bologo has plenty of time to learn new things.

Love life, optimistic, or so.

"It's said that if it's too late, I won't be able to watch the show."

Bologo put down the file, and after reading the file, he remembered that tomorrow night is the end of "The Wandering Rat". Kedening also specially gave himself a ticket, and he didn't know if he didn't appear in the auditorium, would Kedening He will be disappointed, and he may not be able to remember himself. After all, Ke Dening is considered a celebrity in the agreement area.

"By the way, are you free this afternoon, Burlog?"

"What's the matter?" Burrog asked.

"This... Do you want me to take you home? I swear that was just an accident."

"..."

"Speak up! We are partners! Partners who were born and died! Believe me!"

"I think we already trust each other, Palmer." Burlog said blankly.

"Then I will send you?"

"That's unnecessary. I have something to do this afternoon, so I won't bother you."

"What's the matter? Partners are here to help each other!" Palmer started stalking.

"I……"

For a while, Bologo didn't know what to say. He was a person who rarely lied, and generally there would be no situation where Bologo would lie.

But this is the Bureau of Order, he can't hit Palmer with a hammer, not to mention Palmer is still in the shower, he doesn't want their bickering to turn into a murder in the bathroom.

"I'm going to the agreement area, to meet a friend," Burrog said.

"Coincidentally, me too," Palmer continued, "I'm not joking, Bologo, I really want to go to the agreement area, and this matter is related to the mission, it's true."

Burrog didn't believe it.

"Have you read the document? How difficult is this operation?"

Palmer's thinking is really peculiar, and when he changes his voice, it can be called a 180-degree turn.

"It's okay, it belongs to Outer Opals, the edge of the city, and from there, you can reach Freeport downstream. It seems to be a somewhat chaotic place." Borrog cooperated with Palmer and responded , "Why are you talking about work again?"

"At any rate, I was also the best new employee of the year. It's normal to care about work."

The sound of dressing sounded, and after a while Palmer got dressed and came out, sat down on the opposite side of Burlogo, and picked up the documents.

"I used to work in Crow's Nest anyway. I am more familiar with the land of Opals than you. Landling District is a city full of gangsters. Because of the smooth waterways, this is the route for most gangsters to smuggle."

"so what?"

"So what we have to face this time will be a more complicated situation, such as a group of heavily armed gangsters, and the Sublimator hiding in the shadows," Palmer said. How many sublimation people do people have, at worst, we might meet someone with the king's secret sword."

"So what do you want to do? Ex-intelligence officer"

There are specializations in the art industry. As an expert, Burlogo never insists on what he is not good at.

"I'm still thinking about..."

Palmer actually thought about it seriously. There were detailed records in the document. The shipping point was a warehouse at the dock, and the cut-out map was pasted on the document.

After a few minutes, Burlogo asked, "Any thoughts?"

Palmer looked sad, and shook his head, "We don't need to go deep into dangerous places for intelligence, usually we just need to find out the situation from a distance, and there is no need to have any direct confrontation."

"But this time, we're supposed to go in and kill," Burlogo said.

"That's right, a surprise attack to eradicate all potential enemies before everyone reacts."

Palmer waved his hand, looking like he was cutting the mess with a sharp knife.

"Speaking of... I have an idea."

Palmer clapped his hands and said.

Burrogo looked at him suspiciously. A man like Palmer thought like a brooding gorilla, as if there was nothing wrong, but felt that something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)