The prisoner and the sea

After getting up and coming to the office, I saw that tea had been set up in the small waiting hall outside the door.

Gwen had a headache.

"Varo the Cat!" he yelled.

"The cat is here!" The fat cat squeezed out from the side aisle, and behind her came the kittens with the tea trays, who stole a dollar or two with their tails as the tea was served.This is a reasonable fire consumption for hiring cat lights.
Gwen swallowed, the consequence of Yuanli getting stronger and stronger was that he felt that he was devouring Yuanli every second.He asked the cat lamp, "Why did you prepare the tea in advance?"

Cat Valo pulled his beard with his cat paw, and the beard of Cat Lantern was very clean.People who keep cats and dogs should know that no matter how clean pets are, they are actually classified as 'dirty' because they don't know how to brush their teeth, bathe themselves, manicure and polish their nails, etc. In the personal toolbox, there are several bottles of amber-colored oil, which is full of fragrance. It is an oil for wiping whiskers and cat tails.

This kind of creature is a civilized creature with a social structure, so getting along with the cat lamp is quite enjoyable for every Utopian.

She naturally also has the characteristics of a civilized creature, she can associate, conjecture and assume.

She stuffed a chocolate ball (the size of a fist!) into her mouth, chewed it twice, and said nonchalantly, "Because you got a lot of money, didn't you?"

"This"

"Everyone knows the amount of money, meow! The cat stayed with the witch, and the situation is a bit similar. After an organization suddenly had an extra budget, everyone changed from the original 'I'm so annoying, I'm so busy, I don't want to come. See you, "Suddenly changed to 'Come here when I'm free", meow, the cat thought, there will be a lot of visitors today, so I asked the kittens to prepare refreshments and tea in advance."

Gwen sighed.

Even if there are two more fallen angels, he gritted his teeth and entered the third stage of Yuanli, let Miss Fried Chicken and himself be weak for a week or two, and it would be okay to kill them.

But this kind of thing cannot be solved by force.

To be honest, he thought of it last night.

He even confides to the imaginary Miss Aya in his dream, what did the other party say?
Oh.

'Be wise".

My God, what kind of wisdom does this require? I am afraid that one must have amazing wisdom to be able to deal with the situation at hand.

He turned around and saw Petunia coming out of the shadows, wearing the tall slit nun's dress, and the small gold ornaments on the nun's hood made a clashing sound.

Will she be the first person? This guess makes Gwen a little depressed.

"Petunia, what's the matter? It's rare to come to see me today." Gwen opened the door of the office and led her in.

Petunia sat on the chair, held steady by a mass of black shadowy tentacles dripping from the nun's robes. "A stranger sneaked into our train." She said, her eyes were very serious.

"Um?"

Gwen frowned tightly, and the source force was activated, sensing every inch and every discordant source force fluctuation in the air.The jarring waves pieced together, and Gwen was able to 'see' aboard the Snipercat".

"Five people." Gwen wrinkled her nose, "Four secret code practitioners, one source force user, all of them are non-cannibals, what's wrong?"...

"But they got mixed up with those demons," Penny said.

Her intelligence made Gwen frown again.

"It would be bad if the demons betrayed us." He said to himself, looking at Petunia, "Did they recruit them? Or did they get in the car by accident and get mixed up with these demons? Do you think they have Risk of betrayal? We're at a momentous moment."

"It wasn't recruited, it was brought by the curse blade. One of them practiced the [Sun Book] and made friends with the devil. I don't think it is necessary to betray, but betrayal is the nature of the devil."

What Petunia said made Gwen think deeply.

The good news is that the devil is doing well on the Sniper Cat and has no reason to betray; the bad news is, does the devil really need a reason to betray?
Gwen felt a little headache: "I will let people stare at them, is there anything else?"

"On our route, there is a problem with a section of the road. The rails have been quietly dismantled with six sets of nails. There is already a risk. If we hurry up, we may derail and fall to the ground without overturning, but it is estimated that there will be 6% Structural damage, and finally the buildings on the car body, the scale of damage will reach 65%.”

When Petunia said this, Gwen felt that she had encountered a huge conspiracy.

"What's going on? Can you sense who did it?"

Petunia gave him an annoyed look.

"I'm just a train. If you ask me, I still want to ask you, did you offend someone and let others punish you to death? To be honest, if this trick is successful, then even if you are fine, This humiliating moment will also greatly weaken your authority, or weaken Long Yan's."

"Yeah." Gwen picked up the white chocolate balls from Cat Quayle from the table. This kind of milk-scented chocolate with silky texture was made by cat lamps through cunning means. A lethal dose, but to Gwen it was the same as to Cat Lamp.

Please Long Yan overhaul the driveway? No, unable to explain the source of the information, Long Yan has entered the suspicious stage.

Applying for transfer? It doesn't work either, the mine has already been planted.And I can't tell what happened afterwards
Gwen suddenly slapped himself in the face of Petunia's surprised eyes.

When the fuck did I become this kind of person?
being doubted?
Worried about not being able to tell?
damn it.

After chewing two bites of white chocolate, Gwen looked at Petunia, "Do you remember where the track was manipulated?"

"If I were human, I could remember every branch on the twelve kilometers I walked in a day and remember how to juice them." The nun with a yellow accent.

Gwen smiled cooperatively.

"Write it down and give it to Cat Kaka later, you can still recognize it?"

There is a disease called "cat blindness" in witches, that is, they can hardly recognize all cat lights, and the severity will be graded, for example, "only know that there are big fat cat lights, medium fat cat lights and small fat cat lights, and Or 'There are only two kinds of cat lights, the fat ones and the extra fat ones'. Gwen didn't want Petunia to have this kind of cat blindness.

Sister Petunia said, "I still recognize her. She and the cat Varro have caused me a lot of trouble. What else can I order?"

Gwen said: "While shaking Cat Kaka's tail clockwise, tell her that if I have time here, I will send the documents right away. Is that okay?"...

"No problem." Petunia stood up and grabbed three of Gwen's white chocolate balls.

"Hey!"

Petunia: "I also want to add nutrients."

Gwen asked, "Aren't you a train? Chocolate is useless to you."

Petunia retorted, "As a mind flayer, chocolate is useless to you, why would you eat it?"

Gwen puffed up her face and let out a breath of foul air slowly.

Although the crisis has come, the opportunity has also come.

Gaining Long Yan's trust is extremely important, especially now that Gwen has experienced first-hand what the source force envoy can do in the third stage, and she is even more sure of what Long Yan, who is touted by the entire Utopia as an unborn genius, can do. terrible thing.

Longevity, almost predictability, environmental perception, physical function enhancement, and all-round telekinetic power without dead ends.

You cannot be an enemy of such a person.

At least not before the third stage of normality, absolutely not.

Petunia walked out, and the moment the office door opened, Gwen caught a glimpse of the people in the waiting room.

But it's not office hours yet.

I don't have to face the storm yet.
Gwen rubbed her forehead and rubbed her cheeks.

After a while, Cursed Blade walked in, with a file bag under his arm and a cup of mushroom coffee in his hand, obviously living a pretty good life.even hum

A ditty from my hometown.

As soon as she came in, she smiled and said: "I'm busy today, I saw outside, even the devils are coming, I have to say, if they shut up and don't smile, at least they look cute Delicious little girl."

"Uh-huh?"

Gwen thought of Natalie, and cast her 'sharp eyes' on Cursed Blade.

"Dear Bishop." Gwen put on a bit of yin and yang, and made Cursed Blade twitch the squirrel's ears vigilantly, "Suddenly there are fewer people in the Clerical Order, have you thought about what to say?" But Hearing that it was work, the curse blade immediately relieved the pressure visible to the naked eye.

She said: "It's simple, the dispatch of the unit, the secret mission, the continuous disassembly and reorganization, the entry and exit of intelligence personnel, plus the archiving and transportation of confidential documents, and business trips, you see, a dozen people have to quietly disappear into this world. It’s too simple. And we use mailboxes to transfer documents internally, and each department is separated. As long as we delay some mailboxes by one or two days, we can create a week-long communication line. It makes people feel that they are still there, still communicating with people.”

"You are evil."

"It's not evil, it's necessary. By the way, yours, Annalie, are you okay?"

"fine."

Gwen thought, if there were no accidents today, Anna Li should be visiting the only aquarium in the whole Countryman with the Squirrel Girls. To be honest, Lu Ke, the aquarium, and parent-child relationship, he can't wait to go to see Lu Ke's love aluminum on the spot. It's a good show, but it's a pity that I can't ask for it.

It is good to loosen Anna Li's restraint properly, the closer her feelings are to humans, the stronger the chain will be.

During the chat, Middlelia also came to work.Wearing the big black windbreaker that people in Utopia love to wear, it is rainproof and windproof. The jingle and clang mean that steel plates are inserted, and it is also bulletproof! Inside is a dark red retro smock skirt that is completely inconsistent with this coat. It is a bit old-fashioned, but it is beautiful to wear. Airtight clothes can remind people of waxy, soft, warm and fragrant. …

"What are you talking about?"

At the same time, she put down the chocolate drink in her hand, took out the document from the drawer, and opened it on the table.

"Talk about Analeigh," Cursedblade said.

"Tsk, mind flayer." Miss Mi looked disdainful, licked her fingers and turned the page, "Is there no new topic?"

"For example?" Curse Blade walked over, brushed Miss Li Mi's red hair, and exclaimed, "What do you use to wash your hair? It's so smooth!"

real?
Gwen didn't believe it, and quietly twirled the hair next to her ear, feeling the softness, leaned over, stretched out her hand and squeezed it, "Really!" He exclaimed, and in the next second decided to give Miss Mi's secret recipe to her. Mao went, "It smells a bit like cloves?"

"The latest crystalline product of Dragon Flame Castle." Ms. Mi was full of pride, "Amber essential oil, after mixing a little radiation, look, my hair roots are glowing!"

Grass!
It's radiation, she added radiation!
No wonder it looks fucking bright, it's radiant light, help!
Gwen hesitated.

Curse Blade touched his chin, "No wonder there is a smell of roasting incense."

Gwen silently used source force to isolate Middlelia's side, but felt that this girl had already used source force to isolate her hair. At least the rough players have learned it.From this point of view, under the love of beauty, human beings can erupt with terrifying power.

But still minus the idea of ​​getting the means.

Ms. Mi glanced at the clock and started to work, "Did you read the statistical documents in your room that I asked Mao Kaka to send you yesterday?"

"Look."

It was Gwen's least favorite economic statement.

"If you read it, then you should know that it is slightly different from the plan. They have accumulated a wave of stolen goods, from the silver products on the entire Utopian wilderness, very, very much. I think it is good, but the capital operation cycle is about to .The day after tomorrow, that is, yesterday

The account can only be received around the eve of the tea festival, which may be a little troublesome. "

I'm coming.

The problem is coming.

Literally jail time.

Gwen pouted and thought for a while, "Look for Ms. Kasim to solve it. She recently found a new job that requires a lot of silver."

"Need silver?" Cursed Blade and Miss Mi were very curious.

"I guess it's made of silver coins?" Ms. Mi said. "The Secret Service has a tradition of making silver coins. They exchange these silver coins with witches for Favania copper pounds. Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Curseblade looked shocked.

Due to Curse Blade's "good popularity", such a good thing as casting silver coins is doomed to not have such a deep relationship with her, or it can be said that she has nothing to do with it.

Gwen didn't understand, and said bluntly: "I don't care what kind of occupation, in short, we have to convert this fund into cash, otherwise our arrangement of the Sucha Festival will be completely ruined."

Mao Deng has a good relationship with Gwen, but Mao Deng has a habit that others hate, that is, he rarely pays on credit!
Almost never credit.

Therefore, selling a large amount of silver in one go in exchange for cash can satisfy the requirements of the cat lanterns.

And to ensure a safe cash flow, more importantly, to meet the budget required by the members of the Sniper Cat.
It is conceivable that Gwen has been in jail all day today, and he is almost paralyzed.

It was the first time he had enjoyed such an unlucky day.

During the lunch break, he complained to Cursed Blade: "Why are there so many things?"

The curse blade is a little haggard:

"Because people usually don't know how to do things, I only want to explain the work in hand before the holiday."
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