Furnace city center, Lao Wei's workshop.

Hundreds of heavily armed military and police officers took control of the small city.

Lao Wei looked directly into the square-faced man's eyes, calmly, and said:

"He was a young man and had ordered hundreds of weapons and equipment. I remember it very well in my account, so I can take it and look at it. He paid for water, which I didn't like, but he didn't have anything but water. You know, I'll have to swap for gold or something before I can go to the vault and buy steel. ”

"Where's the water?" A lady in a black dress, black dress and black stockings asked.

"In the storeroom." Lao Wei said: "If you allow it, I will let people move in." ”

The square-faced man raised his finger and pointed at the two people, asking them to go together, and at the same time to bring in and out of the warehouse records.

This city is Lao Wei's home, and all his disciples and grandchildren are his children, and at the same time, they are also workers, and they are also small shareholders from a distribution point of view. Everyone sees this place as their roots, and they have a strong sense of belonging.

When encountering such a settlement, the square-faced man is not willing to have a conflict, otherwise he is likely to kick the iron plate - the other party is likely to have the mentality that if you destroy my family, I will die together. As a law enforcement officer, he received a salary, not an installment pension.

Fortunately, this old Wei doesn't seem to have any problems.

The first thing to be delivered was the ledger.

There is no tax bureau to inspect the tax in this world, but all the merchants who do the accounts are either for the shareholders or for themselves.

Lao Wei is showing himself and the more than 200 workers in this city, there is no need to make fake accounts, and he can't make fake accounts.

The lady in black quickly scanned the ledger, including the transactions of the last two months, all of which remained in her mind. She asked:

"What do you mean by Demon Breaker?"

"The abbreviation I gave [Righteous Armament]." Lao Wei explained: "The equipment he ordered requires the effect of [Righteous Armament]. ”

The lady whispered over, "Weapons with additional damage bonuses to Shadows, Necromancy, and Demons." ”

"yes, Sequence 7, we have a lot of lads here who can do it." Lao Wei said and took out a metal nameplate from his waist: "We have four Sequence 6 transcendents here, all registered. We are an example of law-abiding transcendental. ”

"Thank you for your support of Order." There was no emotion in the lady's voice, and no one knew whether she was saying clichés, sarcasm, or literal thanks.

The square-faced man's face turned blue, and even under the constant temperature protection of the suit, he couldn't help but feel shivering.

It's a battle between the Transcendental Organizations, where one side appears to be good and the other is evil. His current clue is to track down the orderly, and if evil wins, then the surface humans may be doomed.

- Shouldn't we slack off a little bit and let them enter the field after the fight?

The square-faced man was just thinking about it, he knew he didn't have the right to decide.

The bucket was moved, and it was an oak barrel more than half a man high.

There are no markings on the barrels.

"It's a luxury."

The square-faced man lifted the lid of the bucket, took out a purple flashlight and took a photo, and asked the lady in black to confirm:

"There is no energy response. This is normal buckets and water. This is a log, and all the people I meet today are wealthy people, and it is a wooden table and a wooden barrel. ”

The lady in black said, "Water sampling." The barrels were brought back for analysis. ”

"I said, that's my legitimate reward." Lao Wei stood up.

Click!

The three guns were immediately aimed at Lao Wei.

Lao Wei raised his hand to indicate that he had no intention of attacking, and said helplessly:

"I can't let the kids work for nothing. I have to feed so many people! ”

The lady in black took out her handheld like a piece of cellophane. She operated on it, took a photo of Lao Wei, and said:

"Starting tomorrow, you can go to any medium-sized shelter and claim a hundred kilograms of pork as compensation. In view of the transshipment situation, the asylum authority was given a forty-eight-hour delay in delivery. Please note that you must apply for it in person. ”

Lao Wei said that there was no problem, a wooden barrel was far less affordable for him than a hundred kilograms of pork. He didn't even expect to be able to exchange so much pork, and if someone was willing to give fifty kilograms, or even twenty kilograms, he would happily trade it.

The bearded face was filled with hope: "Then I, I am also a legitimate deal......"

"Shut up! You've got an illegal energy reaction in that water! The square-faced man said fiercely: "Don't you understand? You have been tricked by that thief, and if you see him in the future, either give him a shot or tell us! ”

The beard shrank back depressedly.

Detective 7 couldn't help but rejoice: he had completely realized it. As for who took the water, it has nothing to do with him.

Enforcement recovered the delivery recorder from the truck and took the original footage. The convoy then returned to Walltown and found the trading site for the night.

Without even the men of Crucible City identifying it, a glaring oak barrel stood there, as if waiting for a guest to arrive.

"It's arrogant." The square-faced man looked around, but there was no figure.

The barrel stood alone, motionless.

The fighters changed into protective suits and approached cautiously.

Remove the lid.

"It's water, Captain." Fighter reports.

The square-faced man looked at the lady in black, and the woman also showed a hint of doubt.

"Tire tracks found."

"Wipe marks found."

"Traces of columnar bodies were found."

……

More and more evidence is being observed, collected, and archived.

The square-faced man felt like he was being led into a maze that was getting bigger and bigger.

Originally, it was just a very simple case of the transcendent getting out of control, and it wasn't even a very dangerous battle against the transcendent.

Why is this happening now?

"Now we have to track down a mysterious organization of the Transcendental, who are about to go to war with another organization that is suspected to be in the evil camp...... That's right. The square-faced man asked his partner, the lady in black.

The lady in black slowly turned her head: "It could be worse." ”

"Yes, yes, there are hundreds of them on each side." The square-faced man nodded his forehead: "At least this number, I don't know if they have acquired weapons elsewhere, as well as their own inventory." Alas, they must have one or even several ghost towns. ”

"It's going to be worse." The lady in black said.

"Still, worse?"

The lady in black suppressed her fear and said word by word:

"The confession shows that the messenger came on only one motorcycle. How did he keep coming up with so many things? As the leader of an organization, why do you believe that he can bring back so much cargo on his own? ”

"Because ......" The square-faced man felt his mouth dry: "He has a piece of space storage equipment!" ”

The lady in black nodded: "Qiankun bags, Na rings, and more commonly those seemingly ordinary bags...... Before the cataclysm, these items were overwhelming. ”

"But, but, aren't they all recovered by the Vault?" The square-faced man was surprised: "And without a suitable storage environment, it can't be used for hundreds of years." ”

The lady in black was worried that her companion's logical ability could not be analyzed effectively, so she patiently explained:

"If they have old goods and they can use them, it means that they have directly inherited a lot of knowledge and technology from before the cataclysm. If they're using new, it's even more terrifying......

"Means they have a Sequence 3 Transcendent crafting the Transcendent."

The lady in black said her biggest concern in one breath.

Sequence 3!

A true high-level transcendent!

The square-faced man shuddered, feeling that the desert was really, really cold today.