This is what happened in Partridge's office in the morning. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Missing?"

After listening to Partridge's account, Alex was surprised to repeat the strange words in his words. The meaning of this word is that even the kiss of death cannot grasp the current situation of those people. This is not an ordinary thing for this famous organization that is famous on the mainland.

"That's right, it's missing."

Partridge bowed slightly, this event was slightly different from the previous deliveries to Hill. So far, the vast amount of information and commissions that have converged to the kiss of death from all directions can be roughly divided into two categories according to their characteristics: one is a crusade mission with clear facts and clear objectives, and there are often a large number of conclusive accusations and evidence behind them to reveal the evil of the target; The second category is the "anomalies" that occur in certain areas, and by certain areas, we mean those that are either geographically remote or mixed with forces—for whatever reason, in short, cannot be effectively managed by the authorities. The law cannot take root there, but justice still needs to be done. Considering that things can sometimes be more complex than expected, this type of incident is usually entrusted to multiple experienced team members.

Of the more than 400 missions Hill has completed so far, the former is almost ninety out of nine; There are a few second-class missions, and they are basically led by others in silence throughout the whole process, and they will only show their skills in the final battle round.

This time the assignment was not deliberately chosen, and the specific documents were only on Partridge's desk yesterday afternoon. He had wanted to hand over the investigation to the cooperating Sofer and Kodo, but an idea flashed through his head that made him hesitate. Considering Alex's presence, he finally decided to embark on this little adventure on Ciel.

Of the three people on the other side of the table, Shalom was the only one who roughly guessed the old man's hard work based on the different tasks of this time. Ciel and Alex were unaware of this, their eyes fixed on the papers in Alex's hand.

"Missing...... If you think about it conventionally, the missing eight CDs on the grassland were committed by bandits, right? Alex flipped through the paper in her hand as she asked the senior in the room in a confirmed tone.

"Generally speaking, yes." Shalom responded to her question in a calm voice: "But the banditry on the steppe has just been wiped out by His Highness Hill. In order to completely eliminate the thieves on the grassland, we collected a lot of information before this operation, and we also deliberately let His Highness Hill be in charge of this matter alone, so it stands to reason that there should be no fish that slip through the net. ”

"That...... I don't understand a little, what does it mean to let Hill act alone in order to sweep it all out? Is there any necessary relationship between the two? ”

Hearing Alex's words, Shalom sighed visibly.

"What's that disappointed look!? Isn't it strange that I'm asking questions? ”

"Miss Alex, I thought you were a wiser person, but now it seems that your intelligence is no different from that of a paramecium."

"I'm so sorry I'm a fool!"

Ignoring the girl's protests, Shalom asked rhetorically in a calm voice.

"For example, 'There's a teenager in his teens who is alone attacking bandits on the grasslands' – what would you think if you were a bandit?"

“…… I would treat the person who speaks for an idiot. Alex understood what Shalom meant.

"That's right, compared to the rumor that 'there is an organization that is clearing the grassland bandits', the former one certainly has a lower credibility - which also means a lower sense of vigilance, which is a small strategy to ensure that all the banditry groups on the grassland can be eliminated without startling the grass."

"Well, it turned out to be ......"

"Of course, all the bandit leaders on the list have been ambushed. It's worthy of His Highness Hill, and it's not at the same level as the other fools. ”

"Huh? Is it just a boss? Alex was stunned for a moment: "In that case, a new leader will appear soon, and after a while, it will be the same as the original, right?" ”

"It's impossible to get rid of all the minions at once." "And it wasn't originally planned," Shalom said. ”

"So ......"

"To be a leader is to die—to plant such thoughts in the hearts of those bandits is the true purpose of the operation. His Highness Hill was deliberately chosen to carry out the plan in order to give them a sense of impact and thus strengthen this belief. Shalom raised his index finger and explained, "As long as they are not organized together, there is no way to pose a threat to the passing caravans." ”

This may continue until the bandits forget that fear. Where there are people, there are thieves, and where there are people and there are not managed, there are robbers. There's no way to stop it, and one Hill alone can't guarantee the stability of the Plains forever, not even the kiss of death. They can only defend the justice they can, but time and space are obstacles that they cannot surpass.

Shalom knew about it, Partridge knew it, and so did the members of Death's Kiss except for Hill. But they don't care, only smart people bother with things that can't be changed, and the guys here are a bunch of.

Alex, one of the's preamblers, wasn't thinking about any of this, she was thinking about the task with her chin on her back.

"So, could it be the bandits who scattered after the fall of the bandits?"

"Hasn't Miss Alex been exposed to scattered bandits before? What do you think? Will they be able to storm caravans on their scale? ”

"It's hard to say."

Alex pondered that the most she had encountered at the beginning was a group of three or five Remnants, but maybe there would be a gang of more than ten people somewhere. It may be reluctant to attack a caravan with these numbers, but it is not impossible with the help of equipment and traps.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

At this time—

"It wasn't the bandits."

Ciel's unheaving voice rang out from the side.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Partridge's face, and Alex and Shalom next to him turned their eyes to Ciel.

"I see, since His Highness Hill said so, then it must be so." Shalom nodded affirmatively, "Let's move on to the next topic." ”

"Wait a minute!" Alex shouted, "Why? If you say that, there must be a reason. ”

"Here."

Hill pointed, expressionlessly, to a certain part of Alex's hand in Chinese, where a photograph of the place of the incident was printed.

"It's ——!"

Seeing the photo, Alex couldn't help but exclaim.

The scene in the photograph is a chaotic scene—several horse-drawn carriages overturned on the side of the road, the previously flat ground near it has become potholed, as if it had been plowed by some huge object, and at the edge of the photograph, several trees have been uprooted and fallen to the side.

"Was this attacked by a dragon!?"

The content on the photo gives such a feeling.

"Because of this scene, didn't the bandits do it?" Alex asked, looking at Ciel.

To Alex's question, Hill just shook his head slightly.

"Miss Alex, I think His Highness Hill is referring to this." Shalom, who had just walked over from the side to look at the photo, stretched out his hand: "These carts that have fallen to the ground, the goods on them have not decreased. ”

"Ah, really."

Alex then noticed something covered in blue canvas on the wooden frame of the carriage.

"But why attack the caravan if it's not for supplies?" Alex flipped through the documents back and forth, but no new clues could be found on them: "And all the people of the caravan are missing......"

A thought flashed through her mind—

"I see!" She snapped her fingers in a detective's posture and had a smug smile on her face: "It was a huge monster that attacked them, and because it was so big, it ate a lot - it ate all the people in the caravan!" ”

Hearing Alex's words, Shalom sighed.

“…… Miss Alex, do you really think so? ”

"Huh? What's wrong? I don't think there's any flaw in my reasoning. Ah, but maybe it's just a part of it, and the rest is taken back to the lair. ”

"Miss Alex, I want to remind you that it was precisely because the person who sent the information back judged that it was not the monster's doing, that you received this task." Shalom looked at her with cold eyes after speaking: "And with all due respect, your one is not a reasoning at all, just a baseless guess." ”

"Goo-" Alex, who was refuted by the legitimate opinion, made a sound like a hard blow to the abdomen, but in fact it was indeed a hard blow, mentally.

"Alex, big fool."

"Hey ——!" Alex shouted angrily: "Since it's a three-nothing, give me a little three-nothing!" Obviously, he usually has a mouthless appearance, why do you always seize the opportunity to make spicy comments at such a time!? ”

“.…..”

"Don't turn my head and be silent at this time!"

Looking at the two noisy people in front of him, Shalom sighed, then frowned worriedly.

"Is such a team really okay? I'm worried......" she said, turning her head suddenly, "President! Please let me take a week's leave to accompany His Highness Hill—"

"Dismissed!" Partridge rejected it halfway through her sentence: "No matter how you look at it, it's going to be out of control, and you're not capable of fighting, are you?" ”

"Then why is Miss Alex going!"

"Hey! What do you mean by that!? Do you mean that I'm as incapable of fighting as you are? Alex, who was shot for no reason, reacted as if she had blown up.

Partridge ignored Alex's yelling, and he was admonishing Shalom with a tired face.

"It's this, that's that."

"No! Deny her! Alex complained excitedly.

What's "this is this, that's that", I'm level 15, huh? Superior occupation? I won't be without the ability to fight. The girl scolded in dissatisfaction.

On the other side, Shalom, whose application was denied, looked at Partridge with cold eyes.

"In the next week, the president may add mustard or laxatives to his coffee. Who will be the culprit? It's really exciting. ”

"100% of the time he's making a crime announcement, right!? Mean, Miss Shalom, you're a little more vindictive. ”

"Wow, it's the first time I've seen someone call their secretary 'you'." Alex blinked in admiration.

"Uh-huh." Partridge faked a cough and tried to bring the topic back on track: "Hill, do you see anything in the papers?" ”

Hearing Partridge call his name, Hill, who had been staring at the photo silently since just now, looked up.

"Hmm."

He nodded slightly.

Partridge didn't ask him what he saw, he stared at the expressionless face for a moment, and a little smile slowly appeared on his face: "So, you guys are ready to go." ”

Alex was about to ask, but was caught by the equipment and weapons Shalom had brought out.

A few minutes later, Ciel and Alex had changed into their uniforms and armor in another room, and as they were about to step out of the office door, Alex was stopped by Partridge.

She turned her head, deliberately ignoring the figure in her gaze who was burying her face deep in Ciel's civilian clothes, and turned her gaze to the old man behind the desk.

Partridge looked at her, looking incessant. This surprised Alex a little.

About a dozen seconds later—

"Miss Alex, Ciel's over to you."

The old man said softly.

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I'll leave it to you, what do you mean?

Alex looked at Ciel's side face and thought silently to herself.

In terms of combat effectiveness, I still remember the tragic situation of the previous competition; In terms of experience, Hill is the trump card of the kiss of death, and has performed more than 400 missions, and he is a newcomer among the newcomers, although this mission seems to be delivered to the two, but its essential purpose can be said to be a test of whether she will be held back. What kind of thinking did the old man based on to say something as incomprehensible as "I've handed it over to you?"

Alex couldn't figure it out, so she simply didn't think about it.

It's just a three-no, no matter what the problem is, I'll solve it cleanly and neatly for you!

- That's what the girl thinks at this time.