Apparently, the angry parliamentarians began to spray each other again, and the noise was so loud that even Delgado, who was seated, could feel the sound coming. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Agent Evan glanced down the hallway and asked Delgado, "What's the name of the person speaking now?" ”

"Congressman Torbay, he is a stalwart of the opposition, and he has a deep influence among the parliamentarians, almost to the point of being able to stand up to me." Councillor Delgado leaned back in his seat and said in a tired voice.

Agent Evan turned around, looked at Delgado with disdain, deliberately feigned a tired face, and said word by word: "Now that a third of the councillors are missing every day, the council will never reach the effective number of attendees, and this matter, don't think that the Governor does not know who is causing trouble." Adults have no patience to wait any longer, the day after tomorrow is a good day, September 4th, please inform me immediately, all councillors must be present, vote for or reject the mine merger proposal, this vote regardless of the result, will be permanent. ”

Is there finally a showdown? Delga raised his eyelids and said quietly, "Oh, it seems that the Governor is confident that he will pass the vote at one time." ”

Agent Evan put his face in front of Delgado and whispered, "Speaker Delgado, our confidence comes from you. He stretched out his index finger, raised it to the eyes of the two, and continued: "In order to ensure the results of the vote the day after tomorrow, please organize a party the night after tomorrow and invite all the councillors to attend, especially the councillors on the list, no one should be missing. ”

"List, what list?" Delgado asked with composure.

"Of course, we drew up the list of 20 members of parliament before the referendum on whether or not to join the empire, and why, you lost the list? It's okay, I have a backup here. Evan took a piece of paper from his bosom, stared at Delgado with an oozing gaze, and slowly handed the list out with his right hand.

Delgado felt like he had fallen into an ice cave in an instant. He held the pipe in his right hand, but he couldn't help but tremble, the cigarette burned too long, and the ash fell on his hand, and he quickly put down the pipe and flicked the ash to whitewash his uneasiness.

The agent sneered.

"Speaker, didn't we work together very well last year, what's wrong with you?"

"However, before the cooperation last year, we said that the conditions were only this once, why, do you want to regret it now?"

"No, Lord Speaker, we have always been the talker, and the Governor has not asked for the transfer of the municipal public revenue and expenditure books of Julay before it was incorporated into the Empire, and you are still firmly seated in the Speaker's seat. All the promises, we delivered, and you? Don't think that the little actions you make in Council will be incapacitated by the Governor. What two factions do not agree on the same thing, in Julai, there has always been only one faction! ”

Delgado was overjoyed, thinking that his opponent was talking about his own power. Who knew that in the next second, the agent said coldly: "That's money!" Isn't it? The agent's eyes were like a snake, staring at Delgado's neck, as if he was going to pounce on him in the next second. Here he completely sheds his usual disguise and becomes aggressive.

"Speaker, I'm waiting for you to pick up this piece of paper!" The agent leaned down and stared at the Speaker with a tiger-like gaze.

There was a trance in front of the speaker's eyes, and he seemed to have sensed that he was being devoured by a demonic beast until there was nothing left of it. With trembling hands, he took the paper, beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down his forehead, and the greasy sweat of his two hands polluted the names on the paper.

"Very well, in that case, the envoy of the lord from Gatapunia would like to invite him to the dinner by the way, and the governor would like to meet him." After saying all the things to be explained, seeing the speaker who was in deep tension, he kindly said goodbye and said, "It's too hot, you might as well take a little rest, and I'll close the door for you." With that, he walked out of the room, closed the two doors from the outside, and walked away.

The waterfowl perched in the trees spotted its target, flapped its wings, and circled the sky again.

"What, there's no music in there?" Full-fed, Kuro walked over and asked, pointing to the headphones on Duchamp's head.

"Oh, no, it's just that the music is boring." Duchamp said perfunctorily, and took out the Walkman to make a show. As soon as I took it out, the light on the Walkman came on, and it was someone asking for communication. Duchamp looked at the number of the request communication signal, and helplessly said into the earphone in front of Kuro: "What's wrong! ”

"What's wrong! Styri, I'm dying of boredom! On the other end of the communicator, Olivier's voice was heard.

Duchamp was shocked to realize that it had been a whole day since he heard Olivier crow in his ears.

Olivier and the others were placed in a hotel called Fischet, for the simple reason that across the street from the Fixel Hotel, there was a guide shop called Add's house, which was opened by the three green forest mercenaries Ada, Dick and Garr who had infiltrated earlier, and since the owner Gal himself was from Julai, this secrecy was well done.

After moving to the hotel, Olivier and the other three gradually became extremely bored, Mura never let Olivier go out to wander around, and Duchamp didn't show up for a day, and he didn't even greet him with a communicator, which made the little prince not upset and complain.

This is a master who can get into a lot of trouble if he's not careful. "There's nothing going on lately, the scenery around Julai is so beautiful, you can just go out for a walk and have fun." Duchamp casually comforted.

"I spent all the money you gave me." Olivier said cheekily.

"Let Learmor take a nap first, and I'll come to you when I'm done in the afternoon." Duchamp reluctantly compromised.

"Limmour, Styry said this meal is for you." Olivier turned around and told Learmour in a shameless voice.

Curlow stared at the big headphones on Duchamp's head, pursed his lips, and suddenly said, "You shouldn't use this method of communication. ”

"How?" Duchamp looked up in surprise.

"The Governor monitors radio communications throughout Julai."

"What?" Duchamp looked up in surprise and stared at Kurlo.

Seeing Duchamp so surprised, Kuro couldn't help but feel pride and pride in his heart, although he was already an adult in mind, but the youthful spirit inevitably appeared occasionally. What's more, in the entire Julai, there are not many people who know this secret.

"The Governor has a special large ship at sea, with a huge radar on the deck that can monitor far away." Kuro stretched out his hands exaggeratedly, signaling that the radar was very, very large.

Duchamp was so surprised that he lost his voice! He found that he was still too young, too simple, and naively thought that the agent stronghold was all the surveillance methods of Julai City, and even thought that he could perfectly counter-monitor the opponent by placing a spider in that house.

"It's not surprising that you don't know, but the ship doesn't stop in the port of Julai. Not many people in the city of Julai know about it. ”

"Imp, how do you know this?" Duchamp asked in surprise.

"Hmph, I'm only three or four years younger than you." Kulo was obviously very unhappy with the term 'imp', and he protested before continuing the conversation.

"As long as you have patience, observation and logic, there is nothing that you can't find. I occasionally saw a different ship on the docks, and then I often visited the docks, and in only three or four months, I knew how often it docked and how many supplies it had, and it was not difficult to deduce that it had not gone far at all, and that it must have been hiding somewhere near Julai. ”

Three or four months...... Sure enough, it's a great little ghost, but he doesn't seem to like it.

Duchamp calmed his breath and stared at Kulo's eyes seriously and asked, "Since you have been observing for so long, you must know much more things than others, now can you tell me what we should do next?" ”

Couro was very satisfied with Duchamp's attitude, he supported his chin with his thumb and forefinger, pretended to think for a while, and said, "Have lunch first, and wait until the afternoon for two days, and I will take you to a place to see and learn." ”

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