The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 198 Are You a Brother or a Sister?
There was a strong smell of tobacco in the air.

Gwen wrinkled his nose. He didn't resist tobacco, but such a strong smell of smoke was like the smell of smoke in the room where six strong old men stayed up late watching the national football game, which made people uncomfortable.

If you stay here for 1 minute, you will feel like you have gone to the sewer.

His peripheral vision was on the hanging chandelier—their chandelier came from the Curseblade collection, a particularly large chandelier, almost the size of a small western-style tree house, no bigger than a single-person camping tent. different.The light it provides calms and slants toward tranquility, creating a cozy ambiance – the chandelier and a series of flexible wiggies serve as a workbench.

Rabbit cats and cats are curling their tails on it, throwing magazines down.

""Long Yan Visits the Stranger's Car and Reached an Agreement with Captain Quan", it's meaningless, meow!"

""New Science of Welgies, See through the actions of the commander to see whether he is a Welgie" is meaningless, meow!"

... With a meow, the magazine was thrown down, and the helpless Huita picked it up and put it on the table for rebinding.

"Don't throw it around, I have to rebind these things..."

"What are you doing?" Gwen approached.

"Look for the reagent reaction that turns blue from these fine powders, and use a magnifying glass to find a strand of unburned hair of a different color in the severely damaged scene." Cursed Blade rubbed her eyes with both hands, she was tired and energetic Yiyi, "These tabloids are the essence of the whole fellow account, what did you see?"

"Well, I saw it?" Gwen flicked the paper of the magazine on the table with her finger, "Some gossip, and some malicious speculation?"

"What you said is somewhat similar to the essence of newspapers and magazines, but it doesn't get to the point." Like a teacher, Curseblade pulled Gwen down forcefully, and moved his butt to make room for half a chair for him.

Gwen sat on it, feeling her thighs were tightly attached to each other's thighs, and the warm temperature made people daydream.

"The nature of these tabloids is to hunt for novelties. As long as they are sufficiently curious, they can write anything. As long as there are some rumors, they will fabricate sensational news. The essence of tabloids, but I want to use this essence now, that is, novelty hunting-no matter what kind of information, we can also infer some shocking truths through its imagery."

Her breath, her whisper, all carry this heart-pounding temperature.

"..."

He pursed his lips and stared at the magazine on the table pretending to be serious.

The voice of Cursed Blade said in a soft hypnotic voice: "Our work now is to observe the truth through this kind of thing, to see the truth clearly. We need to understand those gossips that we used to sneer at and study their possibilities. This is what I, Huita, and the manul are currently doing."

Confident people often have a mysterious aura around them, making you feel 'reliable'.It's almost as if it's shining.

"Any gains?"

"There are quite a few." Curse Blade replied energetically, "In a certain period of time, people wondered whether Long Yan had been replaced, and even launched a referendum on the captain to make an announcement. But the result was that Long Yan Yan single-handedly defeated the dissidents, and the gossip said that Long Yan's specific action was a one-to-ten victory, and the tabloid was subsequently banned due to illegal publishing."

"In a report two years ago..."

"a year ago……"

Curseblade said some reports that Gwen couldn't see anything similar to the current situation, but he listened patiently.

"So the conclusion is—"

"The conclusion is that whenever we have doubts about Long Yan, he will stand up and use his terrifying personal strength to destroy all gossip, and will use this as an excuse to destroy some newspapers and magazines. This illustrates a very interesting The thing, that is, why does Long Yan adopt a state of 'answering the question' when dealing with this situation? Why does he have to kill such a simple thing as showing his face?"

"The answer is very clear. I'm afraid he won't be able to do something as simple as 'showing his face'. Strange to say, I always thought that Long Yan's closed attitude might be due to his severe burns and his reluctance to show his face. But Thinking about it now, no matter where it is, it looks extraordinarily suspicious."

Cursed Blade's expression was a bit melancholy.

Perhaps, Gwen thought, she was a little sad?She has feelings for this train. Although this is Long Yan's hometown, for Curse Blade, this train is more like her spiritual and physical hometown. To be more "hometown", if the noun is used as a verb, Like 'more Rome', like 'more Sicily', even 'more Gotham'.

If you want to solve this kind of plot, you have to take your time, right?
Gwen stretched her head to look at the magazine, carefully picked up the Curseblade pen, dipped it in the ink, and marked the paragraphs she was interested in.I don't know if I'm a bit more 'utopian', but my attention has actually moved away from the legal page and jumped to the gossip page.

"Long Yan has a younger sister?" He saw the old news of the Long Yan family's burial in the newspaper, and he probably talked about his relationship with his family. Judging from the newspaper time, Daluan didn't expect Long Yan to show his astonishing strength at first.

Probably never thought that he would inherit the legal system, and public opinion has focused on his memory, and advocated the benevolent governance and strategies of several candidates for the bus captain whose names are now unheard.

If it weren't for Long Yan who might want to wrong me, I respect this person quite a bit, and he would have to inherit the great rule when he was young—if Utopia treats each town-level train as its territory, it can be described as inheriting the great rule.But at a young age, older than Baitouman, who has endured Baitouman's experience, and has an extra sister who died, who can cheer up and maintain trust in goodness, this kind of person is amazing... Gwen put down her pen.

Look back.

Shocked!
I saw Curse Blade frowning, with an expression of hard thinking.

Before thinking about what kind of monster this Squirrel Girl is, I saw her puzzled and surprised expression, and her voice like whispering to herself.

"You mean that the current Long Yan might be his original body's younger sister?"

"……"what?

The word 'ah' lingered in the vocal cords, but Gwen didn't say it, nor did the following "...I didn't say it".

"Although the upheaval of life will indeed bring about a lot of changes in habits, a complete change may mean that he is not alone at all, but he has a deep understanding of Long Yan's life habits in the past, and the two are almost one. , it is more likely to be the younger sister..."

The idea is utopian.

Gwen let out a sigh of relief, put down her pen, and followed the topic: "Have you met Long Yan's sister?"

"We had a few secret meetings, she has a soft voice, and..." Curseblade waved his left hand, as if gesturing to a girl who looked like an elf in Tolkien's works, "...has a pair of indifferent flaming pupils, but she is more beautiful than anyone else. Kind girl."

Then she said with a sigh, "We had a discussion about whether he would have been a little more human than he is now if his sister, who liked to go deep into the mines and wield a hoe to mine the beautiful stones, had been alive. Silent and estranged at night. He didn't even participate in the Tea Festival, which is the biggest festival, and everyone participated——Long Yan was not recognized as a 'one of us' because of this behavior."

But then, she couldn't believe it herself.

Perhaps she felt that this guess was too shocking, or that 'Long Yan's younger sister' who Gwen didn't know was a very popular person.

Because he saw it.

Seeing that even the manul poked its head out, he said in a regretful tone: "Katya Seminer Peterevna is the best person I have ever met, she even knows that the Welgians don't like to have their ears touched !” She stared at Cursed Blade when she spoke, Cursed Blade coughed lightly and stared at Huita, who was punished to fetch foreigner tea and wine for the three of them because of the light cough.

"Peterevna?" Gwen looked at Cursed Blade, "This is not you..."

"In terms of blood relationship, in my family, there was a marriage between my grandmother and Long Yan's family, and that's all. And Kajia's full name is Kajia Fuangsi Ximiner Ka Va. Scharnotchka Peterevna..." She was quite proud, just like those who said that their ancestors followed Ama into customs, but what she said was "...and my grandma because of the conspiracy If you fail to do something, your head will be chopped off."

There should be nothing to be proud of in such a thing, Ms. Peterevna.

Gwen muttered to herself.

"And this Katya...is friendly?...Not at all..."

"She made a simple gallows at home at a young age, and played the game of hanging ghosts with her brother. It is said that their family used to have a high and large execution platform, but it disappeared with the decline of the Longyan family. Gone."

"..."

Gwen wondered if she should be grateful for the villagers that it was Long Yan who survived, not this Katya Peterevna.The woman with the same surname as Crazy Squirrel is extremely scary just from the description, but... very utopian.Compared with sister sauce (killer sister sauce), Longyan Oni sauce is obviously more Asaxi (he warms me and cries). If this woman is allowed to survive, I'm afraid I can't think about it.

Of course, Long Yan's sacred character like that of a nun serving Mei Changnian was also cultivated during this period of time, and it also changed dramatically.

but……

"Compared to the original Kajia, we all feel that Long Yan has become so...sick...hehe, it is more likely than..." After Curse Blade finished laughing, he shook his face violently, and said seriously, "...But all of this, We'll find out after three days."

"Three days later?" Huita brought in the tea and wine with a curious expression on his face, "Did you do something secretly?"

"If you, bear, can you not send the information to the desktops of Wan Dave, Casidilla, and Kryshev?"

Huita had a solemn expression, and Xiong Er jumped down happily.

He shook his head and leaned over with a simple, honest and reliable look: "I won't tell them!"

These are the employers of the Gray Tower?

Gwen didn't know that the bear had so many customers.

"Well, I don't know, I don't know..." Cursed Blade hesitated.

"I beg you, Peterevna, teach me how I can be trusted by you?"

"Okay, okay, Huita, can you keep it a secret for me?"

"Of course! I'm the best Shadian to keep secret!"

Grizzly Bear's ears trembled, and the look of joy returned to his eyes.It is not easy to let go of the curse blade...

Gwen saw it.

Because the rabbit manul, who had gotten a little fat recently and had fleshy legs, once again poked his head out regardless of the weight of his body, and stared at the curse blade below with an almost meowing sound from his throat.

then.

The squirrel said: "Coincidentally, I can also keep it a secret."

She stretched her waist with a cheerful smile, and was thrown down by the manul-shaped Welji mantle that fell from the sky.

"I'll strangle you stinky squirrel!"

Gwen glanced at the Gray Tower, and saw that the bear's face was blue and purple. After a while, he gritted his teeth again, but...but the curse blade had been gaining power for a long time, so he didn't dare to shout loudly, so he sat down with his hands folded. The thief complained in a low voice: "Suka's squirrel should be fried as fried meatloaf in the tea festival, yes...spread on both sides, and have to be cut into six sections to roast the stench of the Suka squirrel .”

The Cursed Blade who was being outputted by the manul sitting on his face suddenly sat up, and pointed his left hand at the gray tower:

"Little Heizi has shown his bear's feet!"

Then he was knocked to the ground by the rabbit mantle, and he cried out.

But don’t forget to bully the Gray Tower, and let the bear Shad go to the camp of the Cat Lanterns. The Cat Lanterns miraculously rubbed out some military use with their cat paws...they are greedy and bad cats...but they are kind Good cat... Although the brass and silver that were handed over to Gwen as taxes (Utopia's specialty, it is a mineralogist's quality inspection device, and mineralogists who can't identify brass, gold, and gold will be hanged) are less , but the value converted into military use has increased!

Mao Hualuo said that cat lanterns are generally a win-win situation. They use cat paws to make more things, so they can reduce the supply of raw materials...everyone makes a profit.

No dissatisfaction.

——Of course, it was so hard to go to the gray tower that was tricked by Maolan camp, with a look of bad luck on his face, and he didn't smile until Curse Blade said "extra small bonus".

After the Gray Tower came back, Curseblade was not kidding either.

Instead, he spoke about his own efforts.

"We have to work hard..."

"Are you going to rebel?" Huita said very blindly.

Although Gwen thought so too, he didn't express his intention to make Cursed Blade scold him.

Huita paid the price of giving everyone hot tea for his frankness.

"We need to convince the special investigators and the little captains of the fellow..."

Rebellion?

Gwen glanced at Gray Tower and shut up.

"Convincing them to ask Long Yan to participate in the Tea Festival, in which festival, wearing a helmet is an absolute felony and absolute contempt for the authorities. If Long Yan has been avoiding this festival with physical discomfort before, and never appeared in front of the public, Then forcing him to participate is also a good way to let him show up..." Curse Blade breathed out, "...and, there is still room for maneuver in this way."

　Basically restored and updated, meow

　　Will work hard to update, please support the universe meow!

　　I didn't want to stop the update because of the things here, but I needed to go to the hospital in the early morning, and I only slept for two or three hours in [-] hours... But I got better from today, and I slept well!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)