Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 98 The Second Invention Team

While his subordinates were working, Tyrion looked curiously at the white steel ball in Jon's hand.

"Jon, what kind of baby is this?"

All kinds of novelties that he saw this morning made Tyrion open his eyes. It turns out that magic has had so many wonderful uses without knowing it. No, it should be called divine grace now.

Jon stared at the warning ball in his hand seriously, and found that the warning ball had no abnormal reaction, so he answered in a slightly relaxed manner.

"Master Tyrion, this is called the Eye of Vigilance. It is a new gadget of the Research Department. After it is activated, it can see the entire boundary of the grid. Everything that crosses the boundary will cause it to move and record the image of that thing."

Jon rubbed the guard ball, "Most of the time, those things are people, our target."

Although this is the first time it has been used, and it has only been in hand for two days, Jon and the soldiers have practiced many times, simulating the actions after the warning eye issued an alarm, and arresting suspicious persons, just to be foolproof.

Nevertheless, Jon still hopes from the bottom of his heart that everything will be peaceful and that the sword will not come in handy.

"What a treasure." Tyrion sighed in admiration, "Qyburn is quite capable. How long has it been and how many results have been produced in a row? It's not easy."

Tyrion always felt that this kind of vigilant eye could be of greater use, not just looking at the door of the house.

Jon smiled lightly, "That's right, the reputation of the Research Department has spread throughout King's Landing, and it has even become a terrible legend to scare children."

Because of escorting criminals to Qyburn many times, Jon still has a relatively good understanding of the research department.

He knew that there were indeed many projects in the research department that needed the cooperation of personnel, but most of them were still very safe and generally no accidents would occur.

It’s just that for some reason, the rumors outside became more and more fierce, and some people even believed that Cobain would eat people’s hearts raw every day, using babies and brains to refine life-extending potions to please the nobles.

But thanks to Coben, King's Landing has been safe and sound recently, and it's much easier for Jon to lead the patrol.

Under Cobain's prestige, habitual offenders dare not commit crimes again, for fear that if they are caught again, they will not be sent to prison, but will be sent to the research department to be tortured to death.

Jon could only envy that.

He was just an unknown little military officer, but Keben, who was expelled from the Academy City, was already in charge of one side, deeply trusted by His Majesty, and created so many miraculous creations.

There is no doubt that there will be Cobain's name in the future history.

Renly's rebellion.Jon knew that this was his best chance to fight a good fight and let Robb know it in Winterfell.

Winterfell.Jon could hardly remember what it looked like, but fortunately, his father's appearance was still clear.

Father has returned to the North, and he will fight against the wildlings and the awakening White Walkers. It must be a difficult and glorious battle.I hope everyone is safe.

Although missing everyone in the North, Jon has no regrets.There is nothing to change, my position is here.

"Jon, it seems that we are behind." Tyrion sighed at his divine grace light curtain.

Jon also looked at his own light curtain, the [-]st grid in the south of the city had turned white.The inspection is over, so fast!

Jon looked around the city again, and found that the other six teams were similar to his side, and they were still staying in the first grid. Fortunately, there were no warning signals.

Jon knew that the leader of the fastest sixth team was the Hound, his current commander.

Tyrion was very calm, "You Commander Sandor is really impatient, and I don't know if you checked carefully enough."

Each team is responsible for a full hundred grids, and they are still busy today.

"Forget it, Jon, let's go and see, don't become the slowest team." Tyrion walked into the luxurious hotel in front of him with short legs.

This is the last checkpoint of the two hundred and first grid.

Fortunately, so far, the inspection work of the second inspection team in charge of Tyrion has gone smoothly, and no noteworthy resistance or resistance has been encountered.

The planning in advance was perfect.

The intelligence personnel in the squad and team that block the grid are responsible for counting the personnel information in the grid.

The team simultaneously inspects all valuable categories such as shops, factories, land, subordinate contracts, and valuables to clarify their attribution, and trace back to the earliest traceable source to determine whether it is reasonable and legal.

The referee, of course, is Tyrion himself.

And this hotel is no exception, where everything in the plan is happening.

Unfortunately, the owner of the hotel was not present, so several servants and stewards took the place of the boss and were being questioned strictly by the clerks, explaining everything they knew over and over again.

Soldiers even broke into every room directly, found all paper letters and belongings, and demanded to claim them on the spot and explain the source, otherwise they would be treated as unowned items.

People just think it's robbery.

Fortunately, these robbers still have a bit of conscience, which gave everyone a chance to persuade him to return their wealth. As long as the reason is right and the evidence is sufficient, there is hope for their own things to be returned.

And there are actually many monks and nuns among these robbers. They claim that this is to cleanse the filth of people's hearts, completely remove Renly's assassins from King's Landing City, and restore the purity and tranquility of the Holy Land.

After taking back everything that belongs to them, people silently accepted this statement.

The gods have already shown their power, and such a tragedy happened in the Baylor Cathedral, so it is no wonder that there is such a big commotion.

After all, it is dedicated to the gods, so it's nothing more than a hassle.People think so.

But finally someone chose to resist.The reason is also very simple, his wealth has not been returned.People looked at him with pity, and then watched from the sidelines.

"What's wrong, who's shouting?" a loud voice asked.

The crowd made way for the owner of the voice, and Tyrion walked over slowly, looking at the white-haired middle-aged man in front of him.

"What do you want?" Tyrion seemed puzzled.

The white-haired man looked angry, "My lord, I obeyed all the laws of Westeros, why did you keep the gold coins in my room?"

Tyrion glanced at his men, and the clerk immediately came over and whispered an explanation.

The white-haired man was emotional, "I kept those for my clients, let me remind you, my clients are all upright gentlemen, big shots in King's Landing!"

Tyrion looked around, the room was gorgeous and exquisite, "Are you a money lender?"

The white-haired man nodded, confidently.

Tyrion chuckled twice, "Catch him!"

Before the white-haired man could react, two golden robes immediately stepped forward and pushed him down.

Tyrion looked around the crowd and announced loudly, "Your Majesty has made it clear that any act of lending money or collecting funds without permission is illegal."

"I ask you, have you got permission from the royal family?"

Will?When did this happen?Just as the white-haired man was about to defend himself, the two golden robes behind him twisted violently. The severe pain in his shoulder blades made him wail meaninglessly.

"No matter who the money is, it is now illegal funds, and it will naturally be collected as evidence of a crime."

"Could it be reasonable for you?"

A small episode, Tyrion waved his hand to end, "Take it away, close the team."

The mesh is checked out and all is well.

(End of this chapter)