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The desertion of the Getdam district seemed to be like an illusion, and at the moment when Andyne's residence was surrounded, such a shocking news quickly reached the ears of those who cared, and more and more people began to appear and watch.

People here are accustomed to the rules of the Gerthdam district, but the scene before them has not been seen for many years.

They talked and speculated with each other.

But no one thought that Andian would be unlucky.

Because he is an important subordinate who dominates the darkness of this area.

And this idea has long been ingrained in people's hearts, and even if the sheriff here dies a few times, it will not affect Andyne's status in the slightest.

One wonders who has the guts to strike at Andyne.

Delov looked around at the crowd, many even smiling playfully, knowing in his heart that Andyne's power here was probably more than he had imagined, as could be seen from the guards in his house who dared to confront the members of the Security Agency.

"My lord, are things going to get hard to solve?" Approaching Lotlin, who was shrouded in gray cloth, Delov asked in a whisper.

"Don't worry, the master here has some friendship with me, and he won't make it difficult for you." Roslin under the cloth robe couldn't see any expression and said flatly: "How is that informant?" ”

According to him, the killer had left the place with Andyne, but was likely to come back together, because he remembered the last time, but this time...... I think Andyne will only be alone even if he comes back. Delov knew that if Andyne didn't even know about it, he wouldn't be the "boss" of the people here.

Roslin nodded without a trace and said, "I know, but the person I want to see this time is not the murderer." ”

Delov wondered, "Why?" ”

Roslin let out a chuckle and said, "In my eyes, one Andian is enough. ”

Delove nodded silently, since the murderer is implicated in Andyne, then many answers can be known from Andyne alone, but will he cooperate?

When there was a commotion in the crowd, everyone looked to the place where the noise had occurred, only to see that people had scattered on both sides, and a carriage slowly drove by.

When people see the markings on the carriage, they naturally know who the owner is, and when the main owner returns, it becomes even more interesting.

At Losslin's instructions, Delov dispersed the blocking Guard Department personnel to welcome the carriage.

The carriage stopped, the carriage slowly opened, Andian walked down with a smile on his face, looked around, and smiled as if he didn't care: "It's been a long time since I've tried this kind of treatment, I remember many years ago, only I surrounded others, and no one could surround me." ”

When the people on the periphery heard this, they immediately let out a deafening laugh, because they were more or less aware of Andyne's family history.

"Mr. Andyne, long time no see."

At this moment, Lotlyn lifted the gray robe that shrouded his head and walked not far in front of Andyne.

Andyne saw the person clearly, and said with a slightly puzzled expression: "Forgive me for being tempted, who are you?" ”

Roslin smiled: "Seven years ago, it rained heavily in the middle of the night, Lorsburg, Lorslin. ”

A few confusing hints instantly made Andyne squint his eyes and laugh, and said, "It turned out to be you." ”

Roslin nodded and said, "Hehe, shouldn't you invite an old friend to a drink at this time?" ”

Andyne looked at his besieged house and said, "My friends don't surround my house. ”

"Delov, let people withdraw, go back and wait for me." After tilting his head to Delov beside him, Roslin turned to Andian and smiled, "I'm sorry, my subordinates are making a bit of a fuss. ”

"Really?"

Andyne just smiled and walked straight to his house, and the guards who had been instructed to get out of the way.

"Your Excellency—" Drof whispered behind Lossling, "Is that good?" ”

Roslin said flatly: "It's okay, I have my own measure." ”

At this point, Delov could only be reluctant to order the people of the guard department to prepare to evacuate, watching Lotlyn gradually walk into Andyne's mansion, he didn't know if Lorslin could get anything, but now he could only count on him.

……

"I haven't seen you for seven years, and your courage is getting smaller and smaller."

Drinking the black tea carefully concocted by the attendant, Lotlyn leaned back on the sofa and smiled at Andian opposite him in the most comfortable posture.

"That's because I have more and more enemies." Andyne smiled in response as if he didn't care.

Perhaps it was the perception of the master guards hidden in the room that made Lotlyn say this.

"I didn't become a cooperative friend back then, and it has always been a regret to me until now, but I don't understand why Old Shak wants to refuse our friendship, I think you also know that Old Shak's hatred may only be realized with our help."

When the words got to the point, Lotlyn's face also became serious.

"Because I'm not Old Shak." Andyne said simply.

Roslin shook his head with a smile to himself, and said, "It's really a qualified subordinate." ”

"Each other, each other." Andyne winked at Lotlyn.

Seven years ago in Loresburg, during the meeting between Old Shak and the Subversive Fang, Andyne was the only subordinate behind Old Shak, and Lothlin was the only subordinate of the Priest Head.

Their identities are the same.

And they have also gone their own glorious paths.

I haven't seen you for many years, and I can't help but sigh.

They weren't friends, they used to might; They are not enemies, now possible.

"A friend of mine died." Lotlyn suddenly calmed down.

"I know." Andyne's hand holding the teacup looked at him motionlessly.

"He's an important person in our program."

"I know."

"But he died."

"I know."

"Someone needs to pay for their lives."

"I know."

Losslin was silent for a moment, looked at Andyne, who seemed to have been dealing with the answer, and said, "Tell me where he is." ”

"I don't know." Andyne smiled, the teacup in his hand back to his lips.

"Why?" Lotlyn's voice became deep.

"He's a friend of old Shak." Andian still said calmly.

"Old Shak wants one more enemy?"

"Old Shak already has a lot of enemies."

After the negotiation failed, Lotlyn closed her eyes and leaned back on the sofa, saying, "I don't understand. ”

Andyne put down the empty cup of tea and said, "I don't understand either. ”

Lothlin opened his eyes and said, "Old Shak must have known about our affairs, and we don't want accidents. ”

Andian nodded and said, "We won't interfere." ”

Roslin nodded with satisfaction, then turned to the point of conversation and said, "What if we kill Old Shak's friend?" ”

"Dead people aren't old Shak's friends." Andian said with a smile.

"Good, it's time for me to go." Lorslin stood up and said.

"No more drinks?" Andyne pointed to the teacup he had placed on the table and said, "You can't get that kind of treatment when you go back to that uncomfortable place." ”

Lothling shook her head and said, "I'm busy. ”

With that, Lotlyn left the room.

The door opened again, and a waiter brought a tray of rebrewed Wolff tea to Andyne.

"Master, please be sure not to invite such a guest next time." The attendant did not leave after changing the tea, but said lightly by Andyne's side.

"What? Are you afraid? Andyne smiled faintly.

The squire nodded and said, "Yes, I'm afraid he won't have time to make a move when he kills you." ”

Andyne shook his head and said, "Don't worry, he won't kill me." ”

The attendant disagreed: "It's better to be cautious, some people have no reason to kill people, and they have no scruples." ”

"But he has, so I know he's not going to kill me," said Andyne. ”

"What do you think of that middle-aged man?" Seeing that the squire did not speak, Andian asked.

"He is the one I say kills people without any reason to scruple." The attendant said lightly.

"You're bullish on him?" Andian said with interest.

"No, he's too weak." The attendant shook his head.

Andyne chuckled, picked up the brewed black tea and said, "Old Shak is very optimistic about him." ”

……

After leaving the Getdam district, it was almost evening, Xia Lan was not in a hurry to go back to the hotel, his disguise remained unchanged, and his figure quietly came to the Tiri district.

He's watching a man, and that person is Grauer Maxton.

By this time, Maxton had returned from work in the military headquarters, carrying two strips of meat in one hand and a slender white bread wrapped in yellow paper in the other, and when his three sons and daughters saw him at the door of the house, they hurried up to him with a voice of surprise.

It's just that the three sons and daughters are more concerned than their father, but the strips of meat and white bread in their father's hands.

Maxton's welfare benefits in the military department are higher than those of many normal families, but after many years of helping the relatives of his dead comrades-in-arms, plus the support of his three children, life will inevitably become difficult.

Strips of meat and white bread were considered the best food in the eyes of Maxton's children, and he and his children usually ate coarse bread mixed with a thick soup of minced meat and wild vegetables.

Even so, Maxton, who cares for his children, still spends all his savings on their diet, because he cares more about their health than anyone else.

It is inevitable that a disabled man will be careless when taking care of his three daughters, but his neighbors are very kind, and when Maxton goes to work in the military headquarters, his neighbors will often take the place of care, and occasionally even bring some fruit snacks when they are eating.

Although life is poor, their family lives quite happily.

Hidden in the corner opposite Maxton's house, Charan watched as the family was eating what they saw as a sumptuous dinner, and one of Maxon's youngest daughters even carefully took a thinly sliced piece of meat into her father's mouth, causing Maxton to laugh heartily.

Perhaps with some dangerous intuition, Maxton suddenly turned his head to look out the window of the house at the opposite corner.

No one.

Suspicious, Maxton shook his head, his mind quickly diverted by his children's meal.