The target location is not too far from here, almost a third of the range is suspicious, and my eyes are only locked on one place......... That's Arno's home on the West End. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The hotel was still grabbed by a team that was not weak, and the safety of Ogier was not a concern. Grab a car from the side of the road, use the terminal's black technology network to directly blacken the traffic light and go all the way.

The annex to Arnault's house is quiet, and nothing seems wrong with Chad. The number of people in this district is pitifully small compared to that of other districts. It seems that it is normal for no one to be on the road, but after my investigation, most of the people who come to this area are guys who open nightclubs and conduct some ulterior secret transactions, if there are a lot of people. If someone sees it and reports it, you still have to be punished.

After all, as the rules of the big roulette wheel become more and more perfect, trading in this chaotic period is still forbidden. No matter how many people there are, they can't withstand the collective violent death, and it is estimated that Dream City will not do it if so many people die.

Arno lived in a more chic house that looked out of place compared to the other houses around it. An old-fashioned house, very conspicuous from the outside, looks very poor.

I stepped on the wooden ladder in front of the door, and the planks wailed in an overwhelmed manner. Now I know that this is not a superficial phenomenon, and I guess this place is really so bad.

Pushing open the simple wooden door, the wooden thorns on it pierced into the flesh, I glanced at it, and my heart was full of disgust. This door was apparently picked up from a garbage dump. The wooden planks under your feet after entering the house are so simple that they are difficult to look at, and the sound seems to burst at any moment. The paint on the walls is horrible, and I can accept even the worst graffiti, but it's clearly splashed on it.

In the dimly lit room, there wasn't even a decent lamp, and the only headlight had a broken bulb, and there was a sound of snorting from it. I stepped lightly across the fragile floors and looked inside.

The inner room seemed to have a lot of miscellaneous items, and a black figure was turning in it. Is it stealing?

This made me suspect that he was a thief, and I turned on the flashlight on the terminal, and the light crept inside. The dark shadow inside stopped. I slowed down and looked at the ......... Arno came out of it like a big hamster.

"Arno?" I asked cautiously.

"Did I lock the door?" He scratched his head and muttered to himself irritably.

"What are you doing?" I didn't let my guard down, and Arno's anomaly caused me to quietly clench the terminal in my hand.

"Turn over things...... he exhaled in frustration: "Zhou Tao's things." ”

"What are you doing here for me?" He is only now reflecting on my presence.

"Someone is eavesdropping on my conversations with others, and the approximate scope of eavesdropping is on you." I said it directly, and for some reason I didn't have any suspicions about him.

"There's no one else in this piece, so you suspect it's me?" He threw down something, then stood up and straightened his back.

"Yes."

"Okay, now tell me everything you have to say, maybe I can do something." Arno walked into my field of vision wearing a street stall that could be bought for a dozen points.

At least it proves that he understands that I don't doubt his psychology anymore, and he is also very smart not to dwell on this problem anymore.

I gave him a rough idea of my suspicions, and Arnault sat on a large bed that looked fairly clean and thought for a moment, and then he reluctantly said, "It seems that we have gone a little too far." ”

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

Arno grinned: "You are indeed very powerful, even if the wisdom of so many of us is not recognized by you, but you can still be defeated." He sighed: "Maybe this is the difference in strength." ”

Two words of unknown origin made my whole body foggy. I glared at Arnault, warning him that he had better speak quickly. Arno smiled nonchalantly: "You suspect that I am the one who makes drugs." But if you look at me here, it's like a ruined house in the Middle Ages. In addition to the 500 points I use for my own daily life, all the rest are used as the salaries of other members, and I don't know who it will fall into. Arnault spread his hands helplessly: "This house is the cheapest house I have chosen, and the decoration is made by myself by knocking it out." In order not to make people laugh at the gold medal of the big team, I deliberately found such a poor and remote place with no people. It is estimated that no one would have imagined that Arnault, who is glamorous on weekdays, would be like this in his own home. ”

I was about to say something, but Arnault continued: "Actually, Anglas is not what you think. He is a very clever man, he knows how to see the wind and steer, and he is very tactful. After you came, he made a decision to make himself more visible. The best way to get your attention to him is to work with people who like to give you trouble. ”

"So." I opened my mouth.

"He just wants to be recognized by you, and hopes to have better development in the team, not as unbearable as you think."

As I guessed, Arnault couldn't help but feel that he had gone too far. There's no doubt I'm pushing him to a dead end.

"Dulos is a typical old cancer thinking. As long as you put yourself in his shoes, you can understand what he thinks. Arno took a slip from the cupboard next to his bed.

The above is Zhou Tao's report to everyone for the first time, Anglas is a very ideal person, but Zhou Tao knew that he couldn't give him room to develop, so he gave up cultivating him. Dulos doesn't have many big ambitions, and he is a good candidate to manage the team and balance the team. Zhou Tao is a lone hero, and the team doesn't mean much to him. Therefore, he promoted Duros. Because of the typical old man's thinking, Dulos just wants to keep his cronies and his status under this wash, and keeps looking for trouble, just to take advantage of my lack of foundation to lay down my advantages, so that my future life will not be so sad.

I flipped through other people's profiles and stopped looking at one person's profile.

"It's too different." I looked at the skinny man on top of me, and then thought of the humble fat man on stage.

"Arno, when did you join the team?" I turned my gaze to Arnault.

He thought for a moment: "It's been since its inception, what's wrong?" ”

"You look at his message, and I'll tell you about it." I handed it over.

I'm not annoyed that Arno didn't hand over this information to me. I know Arnault has seen it many times, but what I'm going to talk about next is the subtleties.

To be continued.......... (To be continued.) )