Terra Hotline, crime simulator

"What did you pervert do to her?"

Jenny asked with tears in her eyes and a trembling voice.

"A massage is just a massage. The cruel Sir Daryl respects the wishes of every animal-eared girl."

Daryl opened his sticky hands and said with a slightly playful tone.

But Jenny definitely didn’t believe his lies. She saw Daryl slowly approaching her and shouted hurriedly:

"Don't come here! Instead of tainting me, you might as well just kill me!"

"...It's so noisy. Wolfe and the others are still sleeping. If you wake him up, I can't save you."

Daryl hurriedly covered Jenny's mouth, and the latter smelled a very shameful and lustful smell from his hand. In an instant, red clouds filled her cheeks.

"Mandela, take off her white silk stockings and wear it on yourself. It would be terrible if your subordinates see you like this."

Daryl took off his gloves and stuffed them into Jenny's mouth, making sure she wouldn't make any noise, and said in her ear:

"Jenny...Jenny...can you tell me why you are nosy? The beast-eared girl who is nosy will also be punished, but don't worry, it won't be punished like her."

Jenny was so stimulated by the strange smell that her mind went blank. She could no longer hear what Daryl was saying.

"Is this another disgusting trick of yours?"

"What? Are you not convinced? I think you should understand the positional relationship between us."

Daryl walked around behind Jenny and took control of her hands.

Mandela gritted his teeth and stared at him, looking like he wanted to kill him but was helpless.

Finally, she came to Jenny, broke away the ropes on her legs, then straightened Jenny's long, plump and powerful legs, and took off her shoes.

Jenny was wearing a pair of white socks. She had been training in the honor guard for a day, and the gaps between her white toes were slightly damp. She glanced upward at the other person's plump chest, then compared it with her thin figure, and cursed secretly. One sentence:

"Damn Victoria, he eats so well."

Mandela simply closed his eyes, put his hands on the root of Jane's left thigh, then grabbed the stockings with both hands, and took them off with force. Maybe it was because her white stockings were too thick, or maybe it was because of the weather. Jane Ni's white silk stockings actually still have dewdrops.

After taking off the other white silk piece in the same way, Mandela put it on his two calves in disdain, feeling the dampness and heat coming from the soles of his feet.

Then she realized a problem, her legs seemed to have no

The Victorian had long legs, and Janey's stockings were like a pair of white pantyhose to her.

"It's okay...I'm here to help you. The cruel Sir Daryl will enthusiastically help any animal-eared girl who encounters difficulties."

Chapter 72 Villain

[In the second life, you are a pure villain. Compared with other villains in this land, you have unique low-level tastes. Money and Beast Ears. When the money is gone, you will grab it. Beast Ears. When the mother gets tired of playing, she goes on to seduce the next batch. ]

"I have a story to tell. The days when Richard used violence to extinguish his anger made me unwilling. Daryl satisfied all my desires for the game Arknights. Those days in Xiaoqiu County were quite good. Happy.

At that time, the situation in Victoria was not optimistic. After the young General Sakaz was killed by me, the power of Traces was greatly weakened, and all the grand dukes were ready to make a move.

This is a carnival of conspirators and politicians. The clouds of war are gathering over Londinium. Many people are fighting for their homeland, survival, destiny and belief.

If I was not the Daryl of the second generation, but the evil spirit of the fifth generation, then I would be happy and confident to participate in the battle for the throne between Victoria, Aslan and Drac, And after the war is won, they will continue to wage war as pure-blood humans and enslave the entire Terran civilization.

But Sir Daryl didn't care at that time. He just wanted to continue being a happy outlaw. For him, the only difficulty at that time was how to escape from the pursuit of three armies and a Stormtrooper, and then escape to Colombia. . "

[so what?Have you ever felt a little empty for a moment after a lavish carnival? ]

"Empty? No, no, absolutely not. If I have time to feel bored or lonely, it must be because I didn't get enough money, didn't cause enough trouble, fell in love with an animal-eared girl who wasn't awesome enough, and life wasn't exciting enough."

[It seems you also have a sober side. ]

"I have always been awake, so system, can you play back the simulation of training Mandela again? I order you as the host."

[…..It seems that you miss the life of the Second World very much. ]

"After all, the second reincarnation is the easiest one. When Lieutenant Daryl survived that battlefield and figured everything out, he decided that he would live like a villain in this life, and he would eventually die like a villain. Die."

........

Bagpipe knows, she has always known that as the captain, Horn has always strictly carried out various orders, and his joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are indistinguishable, because this upstart in the military of Londinium has always been full of this sense of responsibility in his heart.

This sense of responsibility is not only for herself, but also comes from her team members, both in the past and now.

In the damp and cold corridor of Xiaoqiujun military camp, Bagpipe leaned against the wall. After seeing Bugle walking out of the colonel's office with a somewhat uncomfortable look on his face, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked:

"Captain, the tied hostage we just met in the warehouse has been taken away by the local garrison. What happened? Your face doesn't look good."

The horn waved her hand, facing her subordinates, she would never let sadness and confusion appear on her face.

"The communication between the local garrison and me was not very friendly. They didn't seem to take the robbers seriously. After all, in their eyes, the terrorist attacks in Londinium were far less important than the conflicts among the locals."

The horn gently shook her head, and she looked towards the colonel's office. By chance, the colonel's adjutant Hill walked out of it. He squinted his eyes and looked at the horn and bagpipes, displaying a noble disdain and contempt. On the face.

The horn will never be angry because of the other party's unreasonableness. Years of military career have taught her that not everyone who wears military uniforms should stay in the military camp, and more of them should be suitable to stay at banquets or banquets.

"That Sir Daryl is quite strong, Captain, do you think the ability to make people lose their eyesight in an instant is his Origin Stone skill?"

In this bagpipe's impression, any heavily armored enemy who was stabbed hard by his city-breaking spear would either suffer from paralysis in the mild case or paraplegia in the severe case, but that guy acted like he was fine.

"His Origin Stone adaptability is average, he just..."

The words come to my lips but I can't say them out. Often if I continue to talk about the topic at this time, the horn will fall into the whirlpool of memories.

"Just what? Hey, captain, are you familiar with him? Hey, if I hadn't been blind at the time, I would have caught him."

After Bagpipe finished speaking, she kicked the ground in frustration, and Horn gave her a wink:

"It's not a good place to talk here. Find another place."

Bagpipe left and understood what she meant, and raised his city-breaking spear.

..........

There is a particularly delicious French fries shop in Xiaoqiu County, the McMartin Brothers French French Fries Specialty Shop. Anyone who has been there knows that McMartin does not refer to the two brothers, because the owner's name is McMartin, codenamed Chef. .

But few people know that the owner of this chip shop is actually a spy installed by the Victoria Parliament in Xiaoqiu County. When the chip shop was about to close in the evening, horns and bagpipes came to the door through a coded signal.

"I need that one this morning

All information about the diamond store being robbed, including the robbers' evacuation route and witness clues, as well as the explosion in the warehouse in District 13, just tell me everything you know. "

The horn said directly.

Because there had been no informant for a long time to assign him a mission, McMartin was a little nervous when he encountered a lieutenant like Bugle who came directly to his door. He wiped his forehead with his hands covered in vegetable oil, and after inviting both parties to take a seat, he told them what he had learned. , said it all in one breath.

After Bagpipe finished two plates of fries, Horn also sorted out the thoughts in his mind, placed the wanted photos of the robbers on the table, then pointed to the photos of Wolfe and Chains and asked:

"These two were the ones who attacked the diamond shop, right? There were gunshot wounds on the body of the security guard, but people nearby did not hear the sound of the gunshot."

"Yes, that's right, the guy with the red and white mask is ruthless and extremely cruel, and the clown with the red nose likes to say these words when he robs."

McMartin nodded and said very confidently.

"Ah, cook, you know their modus operandi very well? By the way, um, the fries you make are quite delicious."

Bagpipe licked his fingers and said slightly doubtfully.

McMartin said with a smile:

"The quality of the potatoes in Xiaoqiu County is very good. The locals like my French fries very much. If I hadn't remembered my job as a lamplighter, I would have opened five or six branches. Please wait a moment, I will go and get them. Find some old newspapers.”

Then he got up and walked into the back room. After a while, he took out a large-character poster made of several newspaper clippings. He wiped the grease on his fingers with his apron, pointed to the news on it and said vividly:

"If you want to ask me for information about that group of robbers, then you have come to the right person. In fact, long before the Londinium Bank was robbed, this group of powerful thieves had already completed several major crimes in Victoria. Robbery, you see:

On January [-]th, they made their debut in the self-made county of Doron County, where they robbed Count Vincent's moving city train.

On March [-]th, in Caraton, a fringe city under the rule of Duke Godotin, a casino owned by nobles was robbed.

On April [-]th, there was a huge treasury robbery in Oak Forest County. About a ton of red gold was missing. You heard me right, a whole ton.

And on May [-]th: a military factory was destroyed under the territory of the Duke of Stafford..."

"and many more......"

Bagpipe couldn't help but interrupt him, and gave the cook an expression of surprise and confusion:

"This group of robbers has robbed so many underground assets of the duchy. The key is that they are still rampant until now? Why have I never heard of these important news?"

The cook said with some scorn:

"These news are all cut from some obscure tabloid newspapers. Since the king was hanged, for those ambitious grand dukes, unless these things happen to themselves, there is only news about the capital London. Anything that happens in Tinim, that’s the really big news.”

"Cook, please continue."

Horn bit his lip and stared intently at Sir Daryl's picture.

"First of all, one thing that is certain is that this group of robbers are not locals from Victoria. First of all, you see, they are of different races, but they are extremely united. If you ask me, the blond Luper who is the leader must be very good at it. management team."

"If it is really him, he is indeed very suitable to be a leader."

The angle of vision became sharper.

"Captain...are you familiar with Sir Daryl?"

Bagpipe asked softly, and she noticed some subtle excitement in her captain's mood.

"We'll talk about this later. Chef, please continue to tell us what you know."

The cook coughed, nodded and continued:

"Ahem, second point, crimes with the same modus operandi seem to have occurred in other countries, such as the robbery of several original Rhine Life experiments a year ago. The gangsters have guns with powerful firepower. I really don't know. Where did they get it? I doubt that distant Rutland was visited by them.

Anyway, we call them the payday gang or the professionals because the unlucky ones who are lucky enough to be their hostages say that they will loudly proclaim before and after the robbery that it is their payday.

Well, that's all I know about their story. "

After the cook finished speaking, Horn and Bagpipe pondered for a few seconds, and then Bagpipe asked:

"So, do you have any clues about the warehouse bombing?"

"No clue, because the land is now cordoned off, not by the police, but by the local Tara nobles. Weird, right?"

The cook said with a shrug.

"Okay, Captain..."

Bagpipe poked Horn's arm, bringing Horn, who seemed to be in a daze, back to reality, and whispered:

"It's your turn to speak. I think you seem to have some thoughts on this robber leader, Sir Daryl."

Horn fumbled for Daryl's wanted photo, and his emerald green eyes dimmed.

"You're telling the story of a robber, and I'm telling the story of a Victorian soldier."

Chapter 73 The story of the second generation being buried in dust

"I once had a

He was a commander, and I was his deputy at the time. Bagpipe, don't look at me like that. It's not weird. I was once like you, starting as a private in the Stormtroopers. "

The horn's gaze moved outside the store, and time passed unknowingly. The city slowly huddled under the curtain of night and dense fog, and only in the darkness can people's memories begin to function.

"At that time, the commander of the second Stormtrooper detachment was named Mikey Daryl. According to ancestral history, his family can be regarded as a branch of my... Earl White Wolf's family.

However, by his generation, due to poor management and the open territory of the border Duke, his territory had been completely abolished. According to his own words, he joined the army just to make a living.

It is not uncommon for soldiers who come from low-income minor aristocrats to be in the army. Many of them have brought the condescending prejudices and red tape of minor aristocrats into the army, forming their own faction..."

"Ah, I understand, Captain, the 'Daryl' you are talking about is definitely not that kind of person."

No matter how slow the bagpipe's reaction was, she could already tell that the Commander Daryl the horn was talking about was probably the same person as the wanted Sir Daryl.

But what exactly caused a soldier loyal to the Victorian Parliament to become a notorious robber leader?But I can't think of bagpipes.

The chef on the side was vaguely aware that some truths that should have been erased by history were slowly emerging.

As a secret agent informant, he knew what should be heard and what should not be heard. He wanted to withdraw slowly to leave space for the two ladies, but the bugle said silently:

"This is not important information. As I said before, this is just a story...

Yes, Bagpipe, you are right, Chief Daryl... He is really different. He never attends those aristocratic gatherings. Maybe this guy's motives for joining the army are not very noble, but he is indeed a qualified person. A superior officer who cares for his subordinates in every possible way. "

Talking about the acquaintances in his memory, Xiaoxiao felt inexplicably more relaxed and his tone became lighter.

"I still remember that in the beginning, he targeted me everywhere. My training volume was often twice that of other team members, and some troublesome housekeeping tasks such as cleaning were all left to me."

"Ah, Captain, I remember that you treated me the same way at the beginning. I thought you had some prejudice against me at that time."

Bagpipe's eyes lit up, and she suddenly interrupted.

"Because you always rely too much on Vaifan's physical fitness when fighting, and I am your captain. I am responsible for the safety of everyone under my opponent. No matter how many times I remind you, you will not remember to repent."