Yuanshin: The duty of the inspector is to eat melons

Pavel's expression became subtle.

On the other side, Zoya quietly observed the people in the yard. Needless to say, the housekeeper and the two maids belonged to those who could be identified at a glance. It is worth noting that there are three other men and two women in the yard. Tavernall is on good terms.

Two of them were quite lively, and among the other three, the rather dignified woman looked the most stable. After saying hello to the inspector, she stayed by the grill to take care of the meat skewers for some companions who walked away. It seemed that she was the caregiver.

Then there was the man who felt very indifferent. He only greeted him at the beginning, and then he kept his head buried in writing in his notebook, looking reticent.

Finally, the eyes of the person looking at him are uncomfortable, no, why does he look at himself with this kind of eyes, he knows himself?Zoya frowned slightly.

Tavernaar glanced around, his eyes fell on Vajim, who had nothing to do with him in the corner, and paced away, the shadow covering the opponent's notebook.

"You kid, you're hiding here again and waiting to eat. Go pick vegetables anyway. Look, Susan's hands are red."

Susan was the maid who was washing the vegetables, she raised her head when she heard the sound, and joked with a smile: "He, let's just sit there and wait to eat, the great writer doesn't distinguish between grains, salt and sugar can be mixed up, so don't trouble me .”

Vajim looked away guiltily, his ears burning.

Tavernaar glanced at what was written in the other party's notebook, and the words were still floating around as usual, showing a sense of freedom everywhere.

"What are you writing about recently?" Tavernaar asked with a chuckle.

"A hundred years have changed in the solstice of winter. The mission you left last time was delayed for a while due to some things."

Chapter 172 How to Make Subordinates Dedicated

The task left last time?It was only when Tavernaer remembered that she had indeed left this job to others before she left, and nodded knowingly, "Young people, work hard."

After speaking, he walked to the barbecue grill again, holding a tong in his hand, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "The journey is tiring, you have worked hard."

Tavernaar nodded, "How about the things I sent back last time?"

The last time the Frost Nail was sent back was not insignificant. Almost everyone in Winter City was alarmed. Tavernall believed that someone should have come to find Victoria.

Victoria seemed to have been prepared, and spoke the organized language one by one:

"After that, several manufacturers who have always had a cold relationship with us began to deepen cooperation, and the printing cost was reduced a lot. Some of the peers changed their strategies after knowing that we could not shake our momentum, and some gave up in the same field as us. Competition, go to other fields..."

Victoria told these things that she had memorized long ago one by one. Although Tavernall has the habit of looking this way through the [Eye of Observation] from time to time, after all, it is only occasionally, and he doesn't know much about it. comprehensive.

After explaining, Tavernall gradually made up for the corresponding lack.What needs to be admitted is that she herself didn't put much energy into the operation of the Solstice Winter Propaganda Department.

Fortunately, she is good at recognizing people, and after poaching these talents from Arechino, she completed the task of the Ice Queen without much worry.

"Very good." After listening to the report, Tavernall smiled with satisfaction, "Be careful in the near future, there may be some troubles, how are your fighting skills?"

"Every day at Hearth House, we have received various related courses to prepare for future enlistment, and after following you, we have not neglected to exercise."

Victoria smiled quietly, without exaggerating the description, which was convincing.

That's good. After a while, the incident on the ship will probably spread among the nobles. Although I don't know if there are extremists among those people, it's always right to remind the people under them to prepare in advance.

"Also, for those two who followed me, do you have enough rooms at home?"

Tavernar looked at Yamon and Zoya.

One of them was being attracted by the little fox, squatting on the ground like a wild beast ready to hunt, ready to go, the little fox confronted her with bared teeth, protruding a sword drawn.

The other stood in place respectfully, with restrained emotions, not knowing what he was thinking.

"There is still a lot of space, when do you want me to arrange it?"

"If it's convenient, let's do it now. As for the barbecue, I'll take care of it for you."

"Okay." Victoria put down the grill tongs, got up and walked towards Yamon and Zoya.

Zoya said no problem, but Yamon was a little unhappy, "I don't want to leave Tavernaer!"

The fact that he was released on the boat for a whole day made Yamon feel a little psychologically disturbed.

"I'm right here, you can come over anytime later, first go to your room to find out the way." Tavernaar has already picked up a skewer of barbecued meat, and sniffed it lightly, the smell of spices has been well volatilized by the charcoal fire , the burnt aroma is just right.

"Don't you want to eat?" Tavernaar turned to the rest of the people.

Alina was the first to respond, and then flew over again, "I want the boss to feed me!"

Miria followed closely behind, disdainfully saying, "It doesn't matter how old you are, even if our boss looks...young, you still have to correct my attitude!"

In the middle of his talk, he stopped to consider his words, and then looked at Tavernar pretending to be indifferent. After finding that the other party's expression was normal, he smiled like a sun again, "I want to eat the crispest piece!"

Alina stuck next to Tavernar, and stuck out her tongue at Milia, "You think it's beautiful, it's mine!"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, she stretched out her ruthless iron hand, took out a piece of barbecue that was still on the charcoal fire, and ran away.

The scorched yellow skin and the glistening oil and water protruding outward all prove its deliciousness and strategic value.

"Let's eat ashes a little bit, hahahaha..."

Arina turned around arrogantly, making another grimace.

"No, I remember that piece of meat clearly, I cut it!" Miria could bear it and immediately chased after it.

Victoria spread her hands helplessly, "You two are laughing, please come with me, I will arrange a room for you, and if you need anything else in life, please feel free to ask..."

The three of them walked into the gate of the mansion together.

Pavel looked away from the back of Zoya who disappeared behind the door, then looked at his two colleagues who were performing a chase scene in the yard, shrugged, and came to the barbecue grill, eating skewers while following Tavernaar was curious about what was going on outside.

"There are no less new things abroad than in China. I really hope to have the opportunity to go out and see." Pavel sighed, and suddenly thought of something, "My lord, don't we plan to expand the foreign market? For example, open a branch in other countries." Ministry or something, please consider me when the time comes!"

"Then you are quite suitable for the Adventurer's Association or the Fools' conscription. How about it, should you think about it." Tavernaar looked at his subordinates who were about to go to heaven expressionlessly while eating.

Pavel waved his hands one after another, with a bit of emotion and a bit of fear.

"Then there's no need. How can enlisting in the army be paid better than now. You can go out whenever you want, and the office location is not so strict. At most, you can blow the cold wind outside when you do some news."

"You are so kind to us. Wherever I go, I have you backing me. My body is straight. The salary is high and the treatment is good. Where can I find such a job."

The slickness of his face did not seem like a young man in his late teens. When he laughed, a scar on his forehead that had faded and almost disappeared also moved.

It was Pavel's injury when he went out to collect news evidence. Taverner was far away in another country at the time, and he could only see Victoria running behind through the [Eye of Observation], and Milia was carrying Pavel on his back. He ran forward and rushed into the doctor's consulting room.

And they never mentioned this to Tavenal.

They have always been grateful for having a stable workplace and not having to face vicious enemies or dangerous situations, compared to joining the Fools and being sent to the north and south, with no return date.

Because of gratitude, and because they worried from the bottom of their hearts that they would be considered incompetent by their superiors, they put down all their difficulties at work and tried their best to solve things within their ability. .

This is a big reason why the Zhidong Propaganda Department can move forward steadily without any major problems even if Tavernall lets it go.

Tavernaar looked at the faint scar on Pavel's forehead, and lowered his eyes to look at a piece of barbecue, "During this time, pay attention to collecting relevant information about the Ramsey family, especially their social list during this period, and see where they are. Who to contact."

The Ramsey family was a small family that Zoya provided with a close personal relationship with Alexei, and Taverner remembered that Pavel was injured while investigating something related to that small family.

In this case, let's take this first.

Pavel stopped chewing and was silent for two seconds. He subconsciously wanted to touch the scar on his forehead that no longer hurt, but then he restrained his movements.

He was a little touched, the boss knew this, and planned to avenge him?But then rationality told him that what Tavernaar did would definitely not be simple, and Ramsey must have been involved in some big case, not just because of him.

But even so, he still had a sense of elation and elation.

At this time, he saw a round, Mora-sized object being thrown by Tavernar, and he quickly reached out to catch it.

"This can exert a certain influence on the surroundings and reduce your sense of existence."

It is a magic-like effect that Tavernaer copied from the props given by Yae Shenzi.

Excitement flashed in front of Pavel's eyes, he squeezed the amulet tightly, and gave a military salute.

"Okay, I'll dig out their panties!"

Chapter 173 The Omen in the Dream

No need for underpants.

The corner of Tavernal's mouth twitched slightly, looking at Pavel who was eager to try, without doubting the other party's determination to execute.

The rest of the people also gathered at this time, eating and chatting, talking about the weird things they encountered at work and how they were resolved in the end.

Also talk about some daily anecdotes, big and small, even including what style of molar stick the pet fox likes, and how many curtains it scratches at home.

In such a relaxed atmosphere, Tavenal had a whim and asked the butler to bring a case of wine, a sip of meat and a sip of wine, comfortable and relaxing.

It's a pity that not long after she was comfortable, her consciousness began to become hazy.

Tavernaar knew that this was the effect of alcohol, so he didn't try to use supernatural power to fight against it, and let his consciousness flutter, like soaking in a comfortable hot spring.

"Boss is asleep?" Alina lowered her voice.

"I just said you can't give her a drink."

"It should be because I was too tired on the road, and finally got home, so I fell asleep as soon as I relaxed."

They discussed in whispers what to do.

Victoria had already arranged for Yamon and Zoya to return. Seeing the situation, she smiled slightly, "I'll send her back to rest. Let's continue, but please keep your voice down."

Yamon wandered around the house—she was getting acquainted with the environment.

I happened to see Victoria going back and forth, and Tavernall, but fell asleep with his eyes closed.

"What's wrong with Tavenal?" Yamon stepped forward.

"Need to rest, the guest is the adult's younger sister, it's good to treat this place as home, they are having a barbecue outside, why don't you go and see?"

Victoria was steady and polite, and Yamon was immediately attracted by the word barbecue, and ran to the door, at the same time yelling, "Okay, it's barbecue!"

After walking a few more steps, Zoya happened to poke her head out of the room assigned to her. She was attracted by Yamon's voice, and just about to come out to take a look, she saw Victoria head-on.

"Miss Zoya, I don't know if you are satisfied with the layout of the room. From what I've seen so far, I still have some things to do. If you have other needs, you can tell Mr. Housekeeper. I'm sorry."

Victoria still smiled thoughtfully, which reminded Zoya of those old foxes she met when she was dealing with family affairs. On the surface, she felt kind and reliable, and she didn't feel any discomfort when getting along with her, but she knew that all of this was true. It's just an appearance.

Of all the people I saw today, this is probably the most difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, she is not talking to the other party in the name of the Alexis family now.

"Everything is fine, please worry about it." Zoya also treated each other with courtesy.

Victoria nodded to her, and went upstairs carrying Tavenal on her back.

While walking, Victoria felt the head of the person behind him move, as if he was about to wake up.

"My lord, you are drunk, I will take you to rest." Victoria said softly.

"There are special products to send to the little old man, hiss, I forgot when I got off the boat...I obviously saw him..."

"You can go back tomorrow, Mr. Mayor won't mind."

"There is also the matter of promising Dadalia, I will go to his house to visit, ah, why are there so many things..."

"I think it would be better to send a letter in advance to inform them of your idea of ​​visiting, and to agree on a specific time. You can't rush into nothing, can you?"

"And...and Pantalone, he will definitely be interested in this deal, huh...for the sake of him asking me to reimburse a lot of bills, I can Give him a little..."

"You can't say this in front of him, you'd better wait until you sober up."

"And...and..."

"You can rest now."

Tavernar stopped talking.

After several rounds of questions and answers, Victoria had already come to the door of Tavenal's room, which was cleaned every day and was waiting for the owner's return.

Victoria carefully put Taverna on the bed, helped take off her shoes and heavy coat, and covered her with a quilt gently.

After touching the bed and the quilt, Tavernal immediately rolled up instinctively, and finally leaned against the wall, with his head against the wall and retracted into the burrito-like quilt.

"Dottore, you have to give me an explanation this time..."

Through the quilt, Taverna's voice was blurred, but it was not difficult to taste the resentment in it.

Victoria almost laughed out loud, the relationship between your lord and the other executives is quite good.

She lowered her footsteps, exited the room, and gently closed the door while pressing the handle.

……

The next day, Tavernar opened his eyes without any sign, and there was no drowsiness in his eyes.

She had a nightmare.

It has to be said that she rarely dreams.