The day after meeting Cana, Rhodes went to Catherine's office again.

Looking at Rod, who once again appeared without knowing how to appear and leaning in her seat, Catherine frowned again.

"You're here again? What's the whimsical way to do it - I'll never accept your strange idea of blockading the port. ”

For Rod, Catherine really doesn't know what kind of attitude she should show, such a guy who seems to be a fool is a powerful spellcaster, and has been thinking about revitalizing Zuan, how strange is this.

"Nothing whimsical." Rod shook his head, "But I have a gift for you." ”

"Gifts?"

"Whoa." Rod took out a piece of parchment from the package around his waist, "A little bit of news about Piltover came to mind, free of charge - you know, I rarely give things for free." ”

"News from Piltover? What do you mean? Catherine took the parchment for some reason, "What else is there in Piltover that I don't know about—well, what?" ”

"See for yourself."

Catherine looked down at the parchment with a trail of clues, froze for a moment, and then shuddered.

A young girl named Tamara and a young boy named Colette are naturalized by Piltover without evidence, and then Lesner, the registry administrator, drinks and falls to his death in the gutter of Clock Road......

The most amazing thing is that the guy named Tamara never goes to the same place.

These seemingly inconsequential clues were incomparably terrifying to Catherine, and they made her shudder!

This is a textbook infiltration, that hapless household registration administrator was originally an alcoholic, and no one even suspected his death in the first place!

Especially the last line – "Tamara is very talented, and it is very likely that she will get the opportunity to visit the Hex factory next year or the year after." ”

If Rhodes hadn't said anything about it, the spy would have even figured out the details of the Hexfactory!

Catherine doesn't know how Rod got this news, but what is certain is that Rod really gave herself a big gift this time.

However, just as Catherine looked up to ask for more information, she found that Rhodes had disappeared without knowing when......

Forget it, leave him alone!

Catherine, accustomed to Rod's elusiveness, shook her head, and then rang the Hex communicator on the table.

"Tell NIO to come to work - there's no time for her to reminisce about the past, we have a big task now!"

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After living in Piltover for a year, Tamara has grown to get acquainted with the city.

It looks orderly and safe.

But Tamara, who came from a Noxian war stonemason, is sober that this security and order is only superficial.

It's a city built on Hextech technology, but it now seems to have strayed from its proper trajectory.

Whenever this happens, Tamara is reminded of her native Noxus.

Isn't this city, which started with war and power, actually deviated from its proper trajectory?

But Tamara believes it won't take long to correct her - for the simple reason that she's good friends with the guy who claims to be the Hand of Noxus.

In Noxus, friends is a luxury title.

Tamara, on the other hand, was fortunate enough to have two friends - Darius and Draven.

Although Tamara and Draven have always loved to argue, and she despises Draven's recklessness and Draven's vulgarity with despising her, it is undeniable that they are really good friends.

Now, Tamara's best friend is rooting out corruption for his country, and Tamara is laying the foundation for his country's way forward.

Piltover's terrain is quite complex – with the help of Hextech, Mrs. Piltover has made the most of every inch of space and turned it into a three-dimensional city.

For a city like this, wanting to explore unobtrusively on just your feet sounds like a dream.

But that's what Tamara does.

As usual, Tamara wanders the streets of Piltover and wanders the jewellery box and clothing district – but only looks at it, but doesn't buy it.

Occasionally, Tamara would bargain, but the unconcealed Zuan flavor of her accent brought her a lot of rolls.

It's also a cover-up.

Tamara's Piltover Mandarin is very good, but the pronunciation of the characters is easy to notice - so Tamara chose to learn the Zuan accent first, and then speak Picheng based on it, which is far more effective than the standard Picheng dialect.

Although it looks like Tamara is paying attention to the clothes in the bazaar, in fact, she is silently remembering her steps in her mind.

Unlike many spies who can keep a standard pace in order to keep track of their trips, Tamara has relative freedom to control the distance of each step, so that it looks as if she were really a girl shopping.

But something seems to be wrong today.

Tamara sensed as if someone was watching her—and she chose to turn around quietly and prepare to go back to her rented house.

At this moment, several strong Chinese characters surrounded her and stuck her in the middle.

"What are you doing? Help me! Whoever has a mobile Hex communicator, help me call for help! ”

Tamara raised her hands and began to try to shout for help.

But at this moment, a red dot appeared on her chest, and the plainclothes detectives parted on both sides, and Catherine appeared in front of her.

Tamara immediately looked confused.

"Mistress Catherine—what have I done?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I admire your drawing skills."

"What do you mean?" Tamara frowned, "It's true that my drawings are well received, but it's not a sin, is it?" ”

"That's going to depend on the drawings." Catherine was unmoved, "To be honest, your talent is truly terrifying - I don't know how you got the data, but the maps that were found in your house, even Vi can go through the dark paths of them. ”

"Hey, Catherine, if you taunt me like this, I'm really going to strike!" Beside Catherine, Vi used her hex gloves to tease her short pink hair, "Also, Tamara - don't try to struggle, I don't really like hitting girls, even Noxus girls." ”

Hearing Vi tell her where she came from, Tamara finally showed a stunned expression - she had no idea where she had been exposed.

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Some book friends complained about my cover, which I also despaired, this cover was made from the starting point, I made one myself, but I couldn't pass the review - it's toxic.

Also, for the first time today, ask for a recommendation vote, ask for a recommendation vote, ask for a recommendation vote - say the important thing three times!