Yin Morton Farm in the western suburbs of Flint City is still a color about to be harvested, the ears of wheat are yellow-orange-orange, and the corn is also yellow-orange-orange, looking down from God's perspective, it looks like a huge gold nugget, extremely attractive.

Tightly connected to the cornfield is a green meadow, and the weather in Flint makes the two colors play together, you have me, I have you.

In the green area of the farm, there is an all-wooden house, and in the hall of this house, a circle of people is sitting. Some of them were holding teacups, some were empty-handed, some were sitting on the sofas, and some were leaning against the wall.

At this time, one of these men, a small-looking man in his fifties, was speaking; Dressed in an old-fashioned checkered shirt, jeans and a pair of white sneakers, he scratched his head a little comically and said, "How do we know?" I've lived in the city for more than 40 years, and I've been fine, but how could this suddenly happen? Does anyone know why? ”

When he had finished asking, the rest of the room looked at each other, and after a moment it seemed as if no one had been able to answer his question.

Seeing this, Natasha, the beautiful lady of the house, frowned and said, "It was a friend of mine who said it." ”

"Why didn't he come?" The man who was about fifty years old before asked a little uneasily, "Is the news reliable?" ”

"Mel, I'm going to correct your argument first, it's her, not him." Natasha glanced at him and continued: "As for the reason why she didn't come, it's very simple, she was scared and even transferred all her pharmacy to me to operate. After telling me about it, she left, and as for where she went, she said she would contact me when she had a place to stay. ”

As she spoke, Natasha glanced around the crowd again, and said, "I know you're scared now, because when a hunter suddenly appeared in the city, and this hunter was not Grimm, but a swordsman, I reacted like you, and that's why I'm holding this meeting, and I have to tell you about it." ”

At this time, a woman in her forties, who was wearing long braids and standing up to her calves, opened her mouth and said, "Natasha, we have no doubts about the accuracy of the news you said, and we also want to thank you for notifying us to come here as soon as we knew about it, and from this point alone, at least I will choose to support you." ”

Natasha nodded and said, "Thank you, Loresha." ”

The long-haired Loresha continued, "But now we have to worry about, who is this swordsman?" Why is he here, and what is his purpose. ”

Mel said: "Do you need to talk about this? It must have come to hunt us, it must have been like this. ”

Loresha shouted, "Damn Mel! Can you not scare yourself first, at least you scared Schuster. ”

After saying this, everyone focused their eyes on a man sitting in the corner, this man gave people the feeling that everything was small, small head, small shoulders, small body, small legs and feet, in short, everything was very small, except for one point, that is, his age may not be the youngest among the people, and he can at least be in his forties.

The man, Schuster, began to tremble after listening to Mel's speech, and when everyone focused their eyes on him, he trembled even more, and everyone chuckled at this.

"I think I've heard of this swordsman." A word in the air made everyone stop smiling and look at a man in his forties wearing a jacket.

Natasha looked at him and said, "Mr. Tagore, can you tell me?" ”

"That's fine." Tagore crossed his arms, leaned his shoulders against the wall, and smiled, "But I should tell me why I came to Flint." ”

Everyone looked at him without blinking, and Tagore straightened up from the wall and said, "First of all, that swordsman doesn't matter to me at all. ”

"Wow!" When these words were spoken, everyone was in an uproar. Tagore didn't seem to have any intention of stopping it, and he waited quietly for the crowd to become quiet again, and then continued: "I have a friend who lives in the northern part of the city, and he got something three months ago. Speaking of which, it was quite a matter of trouble to obtain this thing, and after a year of verification and a few months of observation, he sent three of his subordinates to get it in an antique shop. ”

"Are you talking about the antique shop on University Road?"

Everyone looked at the voice, and a few people knew the guy with what looked like instant noodles, and Natasha said, "Bill, what do you know?" ”

Bill shook his instant noodle head, he thought that the farmer Natasha was simply too beautiful, yes, he was a little fascinated by the other party, and when he came here to participate in this meeting, his biggest reason was for this beauty. He groaned slightly, cleared his throat again, tried to adjust his voice very magnetically, and said, "That's right, Natasha, my shop is also on University Road, and it was a very lively morning, so I will naturally remember it." ”

Natasha said, "What happened? ”

"Robbery." Bill's eyes widened, and he tilted his head in a chic way, and said, "That antique store has been robbed." However, the owner was not injured, which was a great blessing in disguise. ”

Rabindranath Tagore said, "Do you know what he was robbed of?" ”

Bill blinked and said, "I don't know. ”

"Of course you don't." Tagore said: "My friend sent three of his men, and I know the ins and outs of the matter, so I know the whole thing very clearly. ”

"Wow!" The crowd was in an uproar again, and Natasha was a little angry and said, "Shut up!" Everyone was immediately silent and looked at the big beauty in unison.

Natasha glared at the almond eyes, got up from the chair in the middle of the ground, pointed at Tagore, and said: "We should respect the rules of the Holy Scriptures, and your friend did such a thing, but you did not stop it, and came here to show off, you will put us all in danger, now please leave here, you are no longer welcome on my farm." ”

Tagore's calm face had an expression again, a faint smile, as if mockery, as if disdain, and said: "If you know why my friend wants to get that thing, and what that thing is, I believe that Natasha and even you will not look at me like this again." ”

Bill's curiosity was a little bursting, and he said, "Don't sell it, what did your friend snatch from the antique store?" ”