I am a Taoist priest in the extraordinary world

Chapter 20
Compared with the seriousness of work and business, the breakfast atmosphere of the action team is more like a family sitting together to share and communicate.

In this "family", Leon is similar to the position of the head of the family, and Old Tom is the older grandfather in the family with a staid temper. Joseph always has a straight face, but judging from the black humor in his last conversation, For the time being, it can be positioned as "the black-bellied brother".

As for Ivy, she is naturally a well-behaved and cute "little daughter" who is deeply loved by the elderly.

Leon was discussing with Old Tom what was published in today's "Heissant Morning Post", and Joseph would continue with a few words from time to time.

Dante and Ivy chatted one after another, most of which were talked about by this girl who seemed to have no intentions. He was eating grilled sausages and thinking about something in his brain.

Well, let's not talk about the two colleagues who haven't come back yet, what position should I belong to as a non-staff member.
He looked around and substituted in the "family status" that he had just thought of suddenly, and then he couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

I am really like a "son-in-law" who came to the door for the first time.

"What happy things did you think of?" Ivy is worthy of being a painter, and her observation is particularly keen.

"I just feel that the scene in front of me is beyond my imagination."

Dante is not a liar, even when he was on Earth, he basically had no friends except for getting along with his master.

After arriving here, although I'm not very familiar with it yet, judging from a few contacts, the members of the action team don't seem to be called bad guys.

Although there is nothing wrong with being cautious when you are a newcomer, whether it is Ivy who always shows kindness, or old Tom who is extremely resistant to "his" past experience,
Although their attitudes towards themselves are different, their behaviors are all helping themselves.

Compared with the panic and fear when he just crossed over, he rarely felt a trace of stability and solidity during this breakfast.

"The group of idiots in the House of Representatives is sometimes really incomprehensible. They even proposed to abolish most of the military factories in the Northeast on the grounds of strengthening environmental protection, so as to strengthen the soft economic investment in the coastal areas."

Old Tom was indignant, and said to Leon: "How many years have we been in peace before we have to give up the military industry and turn to the economy? Environmental protection?"

Leon agreed with him: "The Guzman III of the Suresh Empire next door must laugh out loud in his dreams."

Dante listened quietly to their conversation. The peace that Old Tom said didn't take long was referring to the war that lasted for 8 years and almost spread to the entire Western Continent.

That was initiated by the Federation's close neighbor, the Suresh Empire.

It's just that at that time, its name was still called the Republic of Sures, a rising star on the mainland.

Later, due to the defeat of the war, they were forced to pay a large amount of war indemnity, domestic public grievances arose, and the opposition was raging. The leader of the military, Hector Guzman, took the opportunity to launch a coup and restore the monarchy.

Today's Guzman III is his grandson, Bavi Guzman, an ambitious young man.

"Our high-achieving student, do you have any insights on this?" Leon turned his head to look over, and suddenly asked a question.

As a former "senior political scientist", Dante is very calm about this: "It's just short-sightedness to give up eating because of choking."

"Oh? Stop eating because it didn't go well? What a wonderful and interesting metaphor."

Leon raised his eyebrows, looking very interested.

"Even an ordinary person like me knows that giving up the military industry is equivalent to giving up the lifeline. No matter how good the economy is, aren't we still making cakes for the other party?"

Even old Tom raised his head this time, and said to Dante, "Then what do you think?"

"Both hands must be grasped, both hands must be hard."

Dante made a gesture to strengthen his tone, and he didn't mind showing himself reasonably at this time.

"Another wonderful metaphor." Leon nodded with a smile, "Continue talking."

"Military industry is a necessary investment that cannot be given up at any time. As for revitalizing the economy in coastal areas and continuing to strengthen overseas trade, can't the same effect be achieved?"

Dante accepted it as soon as he saw it, and he didn't mean to go further. He just gave a standard answer that fits the "key politician".

Leon took a deep look at him and didn't ask any more questions.

Old Tom rolled his eyes: "I thought you would have some shocking ideas next."

Joseph turned his head and asked Ivy puzzled, "Should our Special Investigation Bureau also take care of these things now?"

"A wonderful time to enjoy breakfast, and of course discuss something that has nothing to do with work."

Ivy smiled happily, turned to Dante and said, "But those two metaphors are really appropriate."

Leon tapped the table a few times, ending the morning conversation:

"This morning, Joseph took Dante to continue investigating clues about Owen."

He looked at Ivy: "Contact George and the others and ask when they will arrive here."

"Tom, you come with me to Nolan City Hall, some people need us to beat them."

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"Where are we going to find clues?"

Dante sat in the co-pilot's seat, looked at the uncrowded street outside but had already seen it several times, and couldn't help but turn around and ask.

It has been two full hours since he came out, and Joseph has been leading him to run around Nolan City, with no intention of stopping at all. The two of them are like policemen and police dogs patrolling the streets.

He turned around this street no less than three times!
Even if it is a public car, it can't be used like this.

"The guys from the Truth sect are like a group of sewer rats, it's not so easy to find."

Joseph didn't take it seriously, with a cigar in his mouth, he enjoyed the feeling of driving, especially the Litz limousine sitting under his buttocks.

"Then we just wandered around aimlessly this morning?"

The strong smell of smoke made Dante a little motion sick. He opened the car window and poked his head out slightly.

This posture made him inexplicably think of the dog emoticons he once collected.

"When George comes from the Teton region, he will bring back the ancient relics you need. At that time, you can use your divination ability."

Joseph exhaled a big smoke ring, extinguished the cigar, and suddenly looked over strangely.

"Do taboo substances still have an impact on living habits? Your file says that you are addicted to tobacco and alcohol."

"I'm mostly tired of living the way I used to be."

Dante casually said something perfunctory, he was a little confused, the breeze outside the car window gently brushed the broken hair on his forehead, and his whole person looked like a desolate poet.

"Tsk tsk, no wonder you can capture the hearts of so many ladies and young girls. Even a man like me can't help being moved by your current appearance."

Joseph's words were very frivolous, but his expression was always so serious, which made Dante a little "embarrassed" for a while.

While the two were talking, the fighter who liked to drive was about to turn around and start a new round of "street patrol".

Dante couldn't take it anymore. Taking advantage of the neutral position of the other party looking at the road, he quickly pinched his thumb a few times, turned around and said helplessly:

"Go to Santa Fea Church, there should be clues we need."

(End of this chapter)