Yuanshin: The duty of the inspector is to eat melons

Tavernaar retracted his gaze, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

so fun.

"Master Audience, this is the information you asked me to sort out, and it's all here." Seeing the end of Taverna's affairs, Zoya stepped forward.

She has been living here all this time, and her temperament has become deeper and more restrained than the one she met on the boat. The blackened ring has been worn on her finger, and she can be seen from time to time. Staring at the ring in a daze.

"Your work ability is outstanding, your efficiency is fast, and your written words are not contaminated with the habits of nobles."

"Since the failure of the baptism when I was a child, I have been an outsider at home. I will never get in touch with the core. It is just a useful tool. Only high efficiency can ensure that I will not be easily abandoned by them."

Zoya turned the ring on her hand and smiled with relief, "Compared with the previous life, I feel much more at ease now. I don't have to worry about being dragged into the underground altar at any night, and I don't have to worry about being a victim of a family marriage. .”

Tavernaer walked into the room while flipping through the documents, and Zoya followed her half a step behind.

"Did you know that Alexis's family has been looking for you recently?"

Taverner asked.

In several incidents against the Solstice Propaganda Department, they all found the shadow of Alexei's family. According to the information collected by Pavel, Alexei only found out that the missing Zoya is now in the hands of inspectors. On, trying to get people back.

"They just can't find someone to take over the job I left behind, and they are worried that I will reveal their secrets. Maybe you should be more worried about them sending killers to attack here while you are away."

Zoya's attitude was very sincere, and she was always worried whether she would be judged as a traitor or a prisoner by Alexei's people.

The latter still has a glimmer of life, while the former will only have death waiting for her.

"It seems that you are more important to them than you think."

"Do you need me to go back? Although I have long disliked them, in the eyes of these fanatics who have been severely obscured by the Lord of Dreamland, I am still the little girl who is waiting to be recognized by the Lord of Dreamland... . . . " She brought up the subject again.

"It's not necessary. Some people want this group of people and the entire class they represent to disappear more than we do." Tavernaar walked back to the study, stacked the documents with a stack of papers on the table, and continued:

"He will make a move, and we just need to give a little push when the tower is crumbling."

"Who is that person?" Zoya stood behind Tavernar, thinking for a while.

Could it be the guest who just came to visit?It looks familiar, I seem to have seen him in the newspaper, by the way, he is a rich man among the eleven executive officers, and he also has a cooperative relationship with the inspector...

At this time, Tavernaar's answer interrupted her fugue and shocked her.

"Including Her Majesty the whole solstice."

Satisfied with Zoya's surprise, Tavernaer took out a document bag from the desk drawer and walked to the door, "Let's go, I'll show you what our Majesty really does."

......

Zoya never imagined that one day she would meet the owner of the Supreme Winter Throne in such a scene.

Just seeing the majesty and coldness in the East Palace makes one feel oppressive, not to mention that the entire hall is so empty that one's soul freezes.

There were no guards, no high-ranking officials, and the content of this conversation was not even entitled to know by those who seemed to hold great power in the parliament.

The Lord Inspector was standing a little in front of her, and Zoya was quite thankful, if not for the Lord Inspector, she would have been suffocated under the icy cold gaze of the Queen of Winter.

Even so, she didn't have the courage to look up.The whole brain was running countless useful and useless things at a high speed, so that she couldn't hear Taverner's job report at all.

Tavernaar finished a long debriefing process, and when he was putting away the manuscript, he happened to see the Ice Queen shifting from resting her cheek with her left hand to resting her cheek with her right hand.

What Tavernaar said was actually a plot review for the Ice Queen. If Tavernaar wanted to say it, she would just listen to it symbolically.

Seeing Tavernaar put away the document, the Ice Queen knew that she had finished speaking, so she responded as usual: "Your choice and decision are all right."

Tavenal nodded, remained silent for two seconds, and spoke again: "Your Majesty, how do you want to deal with the evil god from the outside world that I discovered during this trip?"

As if the Queen of Ice had been prepared, she held a palm-sized snowflake-shaped thing in front of Tavernaar.

"Don't worry about him for the time being. He is suspicious and cunning by nature. The breaking of his plan this time can be regarded as a warning to the enemy. You will not set foot on Solstice in a short time. Complete your plan during this period."

"The thing in your hand was made by me for the Lord of Dreamland, and it can detect whether the spirit bodies of the people are polluted by him. You also announced this matter and said that this is what I meant."

"As for the latter one, the rare sober person in the Alexis family, are you willing to help Zhidong wash away those stubborn diseases that have been rooted for a hundred years?"

Scenes of happy childhood memories flashed through Zoya's mind, as well as the gradually numb faces of her parents, and her eyes became hot.

"My honour, Her Majesty."

Well, let her correct this century-old mistake.

Taverna looked back from Zoya, looked at the throne above, and met the Ice Queen.

Is this the future you envision?

So far, yes.

Chapter 182 Fishing is a skill

Taking Zoya away to the Winter Palace, Tavenar did not return home immediately, but followed the memory of the last time, and came to the door of the old tavern again.

Zoya didn't ask during the process, because it wasn't something she should care about. Tavernall, who she thought should let her know, would let her know. As for now, she just needs to act as a follower.

Pushing open the creaking wooden door of the tavern, this time there were much fewer people in the tavern than last time, only a few scattered people were drinking and bragging in the corner.

The old man with white beard and hair was sitting at the corner of the bar, sleeping with his eyes closed, while the bearded tavern owner was sitting in the middle, holding a newspaper in his hand.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the tavern owner raised his head casually, his brows obviously frowned when he saw Tavernaer, and then fell to Zoya behind Tavernaar.

It seems that the parents brought their children to the door to have sex. The tavern owner has experienced similar things, rolled his eyes, and continued to look down at the newspaper.

However, the sharp roar of the expected woman did not appear. The girl with a petite head, looks and clothes that were obviously different from ordinary people walked to the bar with unhurried and steady steps, and looked at the menu again.

As for the adult woman following her, she looked up and down the tavern with a sense of scrutiny, but there was not much anger or other emotions on her face, so calm that she seemed to not care about the girl's behavior when she came to the tavern. .

"Eat something to fill your stomach today, this, this, and this, Zoya, how about you?"

"You decide."

"Then ask for two copies each, please boss." Tavernaar raised his head and looked at the owner of the tavern with calm eyes. He didn't think there was any problem with coming to the tavern for dinner.

In fact, there is no problem, since such a choice is provided on the menu, it is the customer's freedom.

Why don't you go to a restaurant or go back if you just eat, isn't it more hygienic and more comfortable?Zoya had the same doubts, but she didn't ask.

The tavern owner wrote down the request, folded the newspaper in half and put it aside, restored his usual indifference, and turned to enter the back kitchen.

Since you didn't come here to make trouble, then you can do whatever you want.He didn't have extra curiosity to distribute to every customer who entered the store.

Tavernaar walked to an empty table in the tavern and sat down, waiting while listening to the undisguised conversation next door.

"Listen to me, if you want to make a fortune, of course you have to enter those factories. Think about it, how much money you can make a year from hunting, I have to pay for drinking, and it is a problem for children to eat. Entering the factory to work like me, every day They are all steadily harvesting Mora, and there are four vacations in January, isn't that much better than going outside to blow the cold wind?"

There was a voice at the same table to refute.

"Come on, it's just how much you can have that day. We're exhausted. As long as we're lucky, we can go out and wait for you to work in that rumbling iron house for a month without being scolded by those foremen Tonight, feel free!"

"Then you should pay for today's drink, and you can eat it when you are free. Let's talk about it after eating."

"It's because of bad luck in recent years. There are fewer and fewer wolves, deer, etc. in the forest. Back then, we could lie down for two months after going up the mountain. Those days were so moist."

"There are fewer forests, and those wild animals are hiding in the mountains,"

Listening to the emotion over the changes of the years, Tavernall suddenly had another idea in his heart.It sounds like you need the concept of sustainable development, or you can live in the underworld similar to the extreme environmental protection organization in your previous life.

However, this is a world with elemental power, and it is quite simple to prevent and control it, let alone the power of gods.

I calculated it in several sandboxes of [Scenario Interpretation], and finally ended up with the intervention of the gods. This world is really meaningless and lacks the freshness of randomness.

Tavernall kept thinking, and the tavern owner finally prepared the food for two people, and put it on their table twice.

During the meal, Tavernaer suddenly raised his head: "How long do you think it will take Alexei to react to your position?"

Zoya fiddled with the knife and fork, thinking: "I'm afraid that I went to the Winter Palace with you today by their informants. Our road is the main road, and there is no corresponding cover-up."

"That's good, we'll walk back later." Tavernaar nodded calmly, and took a bite of the baked potato.

It was only then that Zoya figured out her leader's plan.

For Alexei, even though she might have been a captive once, she would never be again after going to the East Palace today.

So for the Alexis family, there is only one way to deal with Zoya—silence.

Although it must be too late, considering that she may not have fully revealed the whole truth to the Fool's senior officials and Her Majesty the Queen, or warned other members of the family, she will die.

With complicated emotions surging quietly in her chest, Zoya finished the meal, followed Tavernaer out of the tavern, and returned to Taverner's mansion all the way as if taking a walk after a meal.

She could feel that there were several obscure eyes following the two of them on the way, but she still insisted on not looking back.

Until they arrived at the mansion, those who watched from behind did not take any further action.

"It seems that I haven't completely lost my mind." Tavernaar didn't even look behind him, and after saying this without beginning or end, he went straight forward and stepped into the courtyard gate.

......

In Alexei's family territory.

After checking the images transmitted from afar with the aid of rituals, the oldest Alexei knelt in front of the blood-painted magic circle, put his hands on his forehead, and muttered something frantically and painfully.

"Almighty Lord, omnipresent Lord, we are sinful, there are betrayers in the family, our existence may have been exposed, your servant repents to you, please guide us..."

The old man with deep wrinkles on his face under the black hood repeated the words of prayer over and over again, and the echoes kept ringing in the empty underground space, endlessly.

On the edge of a pool of blood not far away, a man with empty eyes stretched out his hands and groped around, wanting to leave. The glaring bloodstains stretched across the masonry ground he crawled over.

A pitch-black hook like a scorpion's tail stretched out from under the black robe of the old man who was bowing his head in prayer not far away, piercing through the man's left leg, dragging him backwards.

The man was desperately trying to scream, his hands were powerlessly trying to grab something, but because he couldn't see it, he could only miss it again and again. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a tuneful sound.

Because in his mouth, where there should have been a tongue, there was only a neat cut.

"Please forgive your servant, please forgive the mistakes we have made, great master of dreamland..."

The old man's frenzied and painful moaning continued uninterrupted.

No one who heard it would doubt the sincerity of his faith and the genuineness of his remorse. ..

......

The next day, in the morning.

"I promised to visit my colleague's family, and I will leave Winterfell for a while." Tavernaar announced to the others at the dinner table.

Zoya vaguely sensed something, but she pursed her lips and did not speak.

Chapter 183

Before leaving, Taverna called Victoria into the study, and handed over two long-written letters to her.

There is no signature on it, but the serial numbers [-] and [-] are marked.

This is only used to distinguish the sender. According to the past practice, one goes to the city hall and the other goes to the bank. The recipients are two colleagues, the rooster and the rich man.

"Let Pavel wear the rune I gave him and deliver it after I leave."

Tavernal explained a few more words, and prepared the gift box in advance, ready to go out.

Walking to the door, Yamon grinned at her as if he had been waiting for a long time, "Tavner, are we finally going out to play again?"

Almost forgot that there was this person, the other party didn't bother her these days so that Tavernall almost forgot that there was this person.Glancing at Yameng's eagerness to try, and considering that she wasn't really going on a trip this time, Tavernaar shook his head, "Without us, it's me."

Yamon felt as if he had been hit hard.

"Why don't I don't want to, I don't want to go out, it's so boring..."

The wailing that almost broke the roof sounded, and Yamon lay down on the spot at the gate, rolling while blocking the way for Tavernaar to go out, and thoughtfully shared the work for the maid lady with his clothes.

Tavernaar was unmoved, and directly raised his foot and stepped over the opponent.

Yamon shouted even more vigorously, and even kicked off from the ground and hugged Tavernaar's leg, sticking to his body like a dog's skin plaster.

"Tavernal is a villain, a villain, a villain, a villain, if you don't play with me, you can still bully me..."

Victoria had just handed over the task to Pavel, watched him leave the window in an unusual way, and just returned to the lobby, and saw the scene at the door, which seemed like a woman trying to keep a heartless man, and felt that the world view was once again affected. shock.

Alina and Milia also followed the sound and surrounded them, with excited expressions on their faces, and Milia even secretly raised the photo camera that she always carried with her.

Victoria hurried forward, stretched out her hand to block the camera before Miria caused a catastrophe, and glared at Miriah's sneer.

"Miss Yamon, please don't embarrass me. If you don't want to stay at home all day, we can accompany you to go out." Victoria stepped forward, squatting next to Yamon, trying to persuade.

Tavernaer used the wind element to break apart Yamon's arm, and finally hung it on Victoria's body, grinning slightly under the gaze of Yamon who only howled but did not have a tear.

Yamon instantly recalled the fear of being dominated, and immediately stopped talking, turning his head away to keep silent.

"You seem bored at home." Tavernaar's friendly voice didn't stop because of Yamon's stop.