South of Provence, southeast of the first open Times Memorial Square, the headquarters of the United Solidarity of the South.

Orbis Taylor sat in his favorite commander's chair, his hands propped up on the semi-circular desk with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window, and the big commander with his hands covering the lower half of his face looked at the many subordinates standing in front of him: "Are you saying that after our most reliable 'BIGBOSS' and 'CODE 47' were wanted, Santland, Mike and Felda were assassinated again in half an hour?"

"Yes, and there's new information just now, just when you were losing your temper with Santlan and Mike of the Holy Prayer Guild, Yota Nakata, the chief bassist and assassin of the Soul Singer Warband, had just been killed, and the murderer took him away with a backstab in the hallway while he was going backstage to touch up his makeup after the Japanese show. A small, chubby human subordinate replied, "A very standard backstab that pierced his back and into his lungs, leaving him without even a chance to shout for help." ”

"Well, Sontland and Mike were crucified by two arrows from 77 meters away, Felida and her boyfriend were stabbed in front of them, and now you tell me that the neurotic visual bassist died from a backstab again......" closed his eyes and was silent for six seconds, and the current situation of the Grand Commander can be said to be very bad: "Which of you will tell me who the murderer is." ”

"Santlan and Mike didn't see the murderer, Nakata died of a backstab and it is impossible to see people, only Felida has seen the murderer, but like the murderer they have seen in 'BIGBOSS', they are all bodies made of smoke, and they can't see their facial features at all, our people asked that Han Shao, and he said that from Felida's situation, it should be the hand of a certain agent of the God of Vengeance. If the other victims are not at fault, they should also be the hands of the agent. Another emaciated human subordinate replied.

"So, after asking that Han Shao, can the identity of that agent be confirmed?" Orbis Taylor asked expectantly.

"No, Grand Commander, Han Shao said. There were at least four agents in the whole of Provence, which he still knew, and in addition to the nail salon, there should be another agent, but he was not famous enough to confirm whether this agent really existed. The third halfling, dressed in yellow-skinned armor, added.

"It's really okay for the aborigines to play like this, isn't there anyone who cares about these murders and their sources? Orbis Taylor was already out of his rage, and he looked at his subordinates in front of him, "The Arcane Brotherhood, those bishops of the temple. Isn't there anyone in this world who is willing to do justice!?"

"Grand Commander, our camp is not good in the first place, and we can't get support from the temple area like the Northern Alliance. The third subordinate dressed up in the time said: "Most of the Arcane Brotherhood in the north are steppe elves, and it is completely impossible for these little things to offend a super-god and his wife for a big man like us, not to mention that these guys all know that the wife of the god of revenge is a steppe elf, they will definitely not care about this matter, maybe they will open the door for this murderer, after all, in the eyes of these steppe elves." The murderer was pleasing the lady. The chubby human subordinate's explanation made His Excellency the Grand Commander even more irritated, and he shuddered as he took off his arcane glasses from the bridge of his nose. Then he raised his head and looked at the crowd in front of him.

"Chubby, Yara and Huang Gong stay, and the others go out first. ”

So everyone left, leaving only the chubby human subordinates, the emaciated human subordinates, and the halfling subordinates in earthy yellow leather armor.

Then Orbis Taylor could no longer stand such a ridiculous situation, he stood up and slammed the pencil on the table: "I'm so angry! I can't even find one or two assassins! And the commanders and leaders of these guilds and warbands? I can't think of a single way! Aren't you staring at that nail salon! What are our analysts doing!?"

"Grand Commander, our analysts have already identified several targets. The halfling in yellow armor hurriedly replied, "According to the information sent by carrier pigeons before 'Code 47' Mariel was shot by the city guards, as well as the testimony of 'BIGBOSS' who escaped the pursuit and had left the city, the biggest suspect is Marceau...... of the Postman's Adventure Group" "Then why don't you do it!? kill them!" Orbis Taylor roared.

"Another goal is longevity...... It's that long. The emaciated human subordinate shook his head: "First of all, this highness is still a minor; Third, if we do kill her, believe me, Grand Commander, the next day a crusading army of at least 300,000 big cats will cross the western fortress of the Dragon's Claw Territory and kill us, and there will be a steady stream of reinforcements behind them. ”

“…… Well, hurting children isn't our joint style after all, so what about Marceau!?" Orbis Taylor took a deep breath: "My staff, tell me why you don't do it to Marceau. ”

"Not to mention the kitten's skills, the analysis department feels that none of our best assassins will be his opponents, and you should also understand that sneaking up on a high-perception kitten man of the same level is an almost impossible task...... And this kitten is very famous on the side of the good gods, according to intelligence, including Anonymous, Payne, the Lord of the Storm, the God of Vengeance and his wife, and the goddess of wealth, at least five good gods have an eye on him, if he dies at our hands...... Believe me, Grand Commander, the Yankees will definitely let the truth about this kitten's murder come to light, and then we will be in real trouble. The halfling in yellow armor shook his head, indicating that neither of them was easy to handle.

"What then, are we going to kill him!" Orbis Taylor slapped the table vigorously: "We are the unity of the South! We are the changers of this world! You tell me! Do you want our whole union to kneel down and beg for mercy in the face of such a murderer?!"

"Maybe we can negotiate with them, Grand Commander, I know something about this kitten, this should be a very money-loving being, if we can provide more gold than the assassination mission, maybe we can move him and let him work for us. The chubby subordinate reached out and tugged at the collar.

"No! we're not going to negotiate with a murderer!" Orbis Taylor roared loudly, clutching the linen shirt on his chest, "Let our best Assassin squad be on standby! Kill him tonight! Don't touch that girl! Kill only the cat!"

"Okay, Grand Commander, but out of the duty of an intelligence officer, I still have to say that that kitten is very dangerous, and our Assassin squad is afraid that it is no match at all. The yellow-clad halfling repeated his suggestion, "Grand Commander, are you really going to order the Assassin squad to be sent?"

"That's right, all the half-hearted guys in the whole city have to be made to understand that Southern Solidarity is not something anyone can step on their heads!" Orbis Taylor had just finished roaring again when the window behind him was broken, and the gunshots were not heard until the commander, who had been half his face flipped off, threw himself on the table, and then the three people present heard the gunshots.

As trained college students, the chubby humans and halflings immediately pounced on the table - this was a table made of solid wood, and it was impossible for this shot to penetrate the heavy solid wooden table at least 340 meters away, based on the fact that the commander was shot and the gun was heard for a second.

The emaciated human intelligence officer walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, glanced at the bell tower in the distance, and then shouted to everyone who rushed into the room: "Immediately block the location of the clock tower in N7 and the surrounding area, and carefully check all the people entering and exiting, and immediately take a screenshot of the combination of the male kitten and the steppe elf girl for the record......! Only kill male cats!"

"Yara, you're crazy, aren't you afraid of being killed!?" asked the halfling, when the man was done, poking out his little head.

"If I'm not mistaken, their assassination target is only our Grand Commander. The emaciated human known as Yara sighed at this, "Our Grand Commander...... I'm afraid I'll be mad by this assassination. ”

"You want to say...... Isn't it enough to fear those who lose their minds?" asked the halfling.

"That's right, anger makes people lose their minds, and this will definitely give our enemies an opportunity......" Turning his head to look at the Grand Commander who had fallen on the table, the young intelligence officer who sighed walked towards the exit: "Let's go, go find two priests, let's try to ask those big people in the temple area, and see if we can find a priest who is willing to avenge our chaotic and neutral Grand Commander." (To be continued......)