At eleven o'clock in the evening, Majita got up from the bed and quietly opened the door to her room. In addition to his parents and sister, there are several brothers in the family. Due to the low status of goblin women, even the youngest brother can command and bully her and her sister at will.

If it was in a pure goblin country, Magita could only swallow her voice and endure her anger, and there was nothing she could do. But in Gaul, the situation was different – the government encouraged education and subsidized the goblin families whose children went to school, and the boys of the Ramadan family were reluctant to go to school, so the opportunity fell to the eldest daughter, Fatini.

After my sister read, she secretly passed on her knowledge to her sister.

Compared with her sister, who is used to being submissive, Makita has not suffered so much, she is more agile and more rebellious. When she learned that her fifteen-year-old sister was going to marry an old shaman in her sixties, she immediately thought that she would be married off in a few years.

According to goblin custom, a woman can marry at the age of nine. Marrying at the age of fifteen was already the limit of the Gallic bureaucracy.

If you want to save yourself, you must first save your sister.

Makita made a whimsical and bold decision, she had no idea who she was going to attract and was naïve enough to mess up the wedding.

The Gallic government allotted goblins spacious quarters according to their population, and Magita and her sister were allowed to live in a separate room. She slipped out quietly at the moment, found the laptop in the corner of the living room in the dark, and moved it back to her bedroom.

The D-class killer is already online, and he sends a location software asking to determine Makita's current location. The silly girl did it all, not realizing any danger.

"The girl was five hundred meters away from us, and I marked her location on the map." Inside the van, the 'old cripple' in charge of communications taps on the keyboard with his few remaining fingers. This down-and-out old man was full of energy again, not only because Zhou Qingfeng gave money, but also because he felt the atmosphere when he carried out the mission in the past.

Although the mission this time is just to help the two little girls get out of trouble.

"But it also proved my worth." The old cripple took a sip of coffee to refresh himself. At his current age, it's too uncomfortable to stay up late.

"Understood, I'll turn the drone over." Zhou Qingfeng parked the modified 'Volkswagen' on the side of the road and used his mobile phone to control the vehicle-mounted drone to fly. After a while, the infrared lens on the drone locked onto an ordinary three-story villa - I have to say that the Gallic Zheng Mansion is really interesting, providing the best living conditions for these goblins. "Coco, contact that girl."

Since a few of the old guys were too old, it was difficult to make a phone call. Zhou Qingfeng had to pull Coco into the team, and the work of operating the dark web was handed over to her. When this silly girl heard that she was going to carry out some rescue operation, she screamed excitedly.

Majita stared at the message bar on the dark web. A new order came from above, asking her to open the window of her bedroom and stand at the window. She complied.

A minute later, the micro-drone appeared at the window mouth with a buzzing rotorcraft current, and the camera's lens captured a surprised and delighted little face. The white-haired old lady sighed on the radio: "I feel that I have not come in vain, such an innocent, cute and beautiful little girl is worth saving." ”

The appearance is just!

Majita, who has a pair of big eyes, conquered everyone in Zhou Qingfeng's team in an instant, and everyone felt more motivated and willing to work hard for it.

Seeing the drone appear in front of her, Makita was also extremely excited. She was locked up at home by her father all day, and her sister was the only medium of knowledge and information. From her sister's mouth, she can know a world completely different from the graveyard country. Just a drone is like an artifact to her.

The miniature drone landed lightly on the windowsill, the relay-controlled clamp was loosened, and a mobile phone was transported. The drone quickly left on its own, and the phone that had been put into silent mode buzzed and startled Makita.

The little girl grabbed her phone and said 'hey' when she connected it.

The kind and peaceful female voice of the white-haired old lady came from the phone, "Child, are you Magita?" ”

"Yes." Majita clutched her phone, slightly apprehensive. "Are you ......?"

"You can call me Lady Pamela. We have received your request for help and are here to help you, and we will definitely solve the problem perfectly. ”

The voice of the elderly woman reassured Makita and unloaded all her guards. The little girl was glad that someone was willing to help her. She soon made friends with the white-haired old lady and told all about the situation at home.

The old housekeeper in the team got an account number for the municipal database. With the information provided by Majita, the old cripple enters the household registration system of the Arem municipal server and retrieves the files of the main figures such as Ramadan and Ahmed - in a modern country, the household registration system is a web in which any secrets will emerge.

"Ahmet is a goblin shaman. Judging from the network, I am sure that he must have engaged in some illegal religious activities, including racial hatred and the like. I think we can start with that and send him to jail. ”

"Ask Majita to provide the dark web account that Ahmet uses. Victor, you know the Arabic language, change the bounty posted by Ahmed. You know what I mean? It's the kind of ...... that will make the police angry."

"Preaching the supremacy of the prophet, the president of Gaul deserves to die?"

"Maybe we can also use drones to plant the spoof, and the explosives I got can come in handy."

"Tacini, can you see all the information about the adult goblins in the Arem community from the municipal server?"

"Absolutely."

"Let's make a blacklist. Pick the ones who look dangerous and set them up a group called ......"

"Jihadist?"

"That's a corny name, isn't it? What about the Goblin Al-Shaba? ”

"Don't put explosives in Ahmed's place, the intention is too obvious, but he must be the leader of the jihadist army. This blacklist document must also be placed inside the community onion temple. ”

"Leave the stuff to me, I promise not to be discovered by anyone."

"Forget it, Victor, I know you're good. But we have to let these two sisters do something, and there is no way back if they are involved. Otherwise, if they consider their families, affection, clansmen or something, they will be reversed in minutes. I suggested that it would be better to let her sister Fadini go to the Sai, right at the moment of the wedding. ”

"I still need some skill in writing the paper, and I'll take care of that. There is so much to do with the Home Office. The holy war declaration I wrote promised to bring those goblins to tears when they saw it. ”

"Will the wedding take place tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? Remember to ask Makita to call the police to report it. Pamela, if you want to teach her how to talk to the police, you can practice it more appropriately. ”

A few young and old, every word you say, every word I say, all of them are insightful. It didn't take long for them to dig a big pit for Arem's goblins, the kind of super pit that they couldn't get out of once they fell in. The opinions were finally summarized, and Zhou Qingfeng had to be convinced-it is indeed easier to rely on brains to trick people than to rely on brute force.

These old men and ladies are really murderous and bloodless!

Tossing until two or three o'clock in the night, these old guys finally ran out of energy and had to rest. Due to the martial law in Palle City, they are looking for a hotel near Arim. Majita, who was comforted, also went to bed with peace of mind, waiting for the moment of rescue.

Only Arem's goblins were at a loss, still working happily for the old shaman's wedding, unaware that a catastrophe was coming. When Ramadan got up the next day, he instructed his wife to go to the supermarket to buy black tea, sugar, mutton, and so on.

Yesterday Ahmed said that he would pay him a generous bride price of 10,000 euros, which made him very happy. The bride price for his three sons to marry was finally settled.

"The wedding will be held in the onion temple of the community, and the whole street will come. So we have to provide enough food. Tea must be added enough sugar to represent the sweetness of the day. I don't want it to be so shabby that people look down on us. ”

The news of the wedding had already spread, and the goblins of the entire street had expressed their willingness to attend, and many women came to help decorate, except for Fatini, who was locked in the storage room, was depressed. When she was freed, she was dragged to try on the traditional goblin wedding dress, and a crowd of middle-aged and elderly women circled around her, admonishing her about the rules to follow when she got married.

To put it bluntly, it is to go against the grain.

Fadini was dressed like a puppet, and she had no tears when she wanted to cry, her eyes were dry and red. Majita jumped out and stood outside the circle and winked at her, smiling - the cheerful appearance of her sister made her heart thrive.

Fadini looked for a chance to go to the toilet, pulled her sister and asked, "Is that killer willing to help?" ”

"It's not a killer, it's a rescue organization. An old lady named Pamela contacted me and said she would do everything she could to help us. They will arrange for the police to intervene at the time of the wedding, but you need to be involved as well, and put a document in the onion temple during the wedding. ”

"Documents? What documents? ”

Fadini has officially gone to school and read books, and she knows the importance better than her naïve sister. She has been dizzy in the past two days, and she has thought a lot at a young age. She was very much in favor of her sister's idea of ruining the wedding at first. But after the fiery momentum passed, she was frightened by her bold idea - it was illegal to hire a murderer, and it was an unforgivable crime to disobey her father's wishes.

Now listening to Majita, I'm afraid it's not as simple as 'hiring a murderer'. It's just that my sister is not deeply involved in the world, and she doesn't know what the killer she knows on the dark web is going to do, so she immediately agreed. What is hidden behind this, Fadini is terrified.

As the night dragged on, the drone flew up to Majita's windowsill again, and a forged document was handed to her. The white-haired old lady called and told her to hide the documents in the Onion Temple by herself at the wedding tomorrow - if she didn't do it, nothing would happen. A goblin shaman in her sixties will be her husband.

The document was tucked through the crack in the door into the locker where Fadini was kept, and when the fifteen-year-old girl opened it, her heart stopped beating with horror - if it was found by the police, she would be a sinner of the community. But if she is not discovered, she will bury herself.