Late at night, in the dark and silent alley, Brooke is leading a dozen guards through this dark and dangerous alleyway, carrying out the mission of night patrol. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It has been 4 or 5 years since he became a guard in the Northern Regions. Unlike his colleagues, he prefers the seemingly dangerous and exciting night patrol tasks to the safer and boring patrol work during the day.

Brooke has always considered himself an adventurer. As a child, he aspired to be an adventurer, and he did. Unfortunately, the Lord of the High was unwilling to let him realize his ideals, so much so that he was shot in the knee by a bandit during his first expedition.

However, although he suffered a setback and had to become a guard, patrolling all over the Northern Regions every day seemingly and boringly, the desire for exploration in his body did not subside, and he found a new adventure from the patrol mission!

The night is so beautiful, and there are always all kinds of "surprises" hidden under the deep curtain. You never know what is hiding in the shadows of a corner after turning a street, what is happening?

That unknown, that thrill, that thrill finally made up for Brooke's regret that he couldn't be an explorer, and made him deeply fascinated by it!

A panicked scream streaked across the night sky.

Brooke suddenly woke up from his intoxication, his blood boiling with excitement, and looked eagerly in the direction where the screams had come from, thinking to himself what had happened this time.

"There's a situation over there, you follow me!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Some impatient Brooke took the lead in running in the direction where the screams came, so that the guards, who knew the nature of his captain, hurriedly followed him, for fear that he would accidentally rush too fast, lose touch with himself and others, and fall into a dangerous situation.

Soon, the running group came to the source of the sound, a dimly lit cul-de-sac, after passing through several alleys.

However, the scene in the alley at this time somewhat surprised Brooke and others.

I saw a man in black with a hood standing quietly in the middle of the field, holding a small notebook that seemed to be for note-keeping, and seemed to be looking up something by the dim moonlight, while he was lying around him with a circle of off-thetive, skinny or fierce thugs.

A little girl who seemed to be only 16 or 17 years old was leaning against the corner, clutching her chest tightly, and it looked as if she was still trembling.

Brooke knew that she must have been the one who had made that scream.

He made a gesture behind his back, signaling his subordinates to bypass the other party first and protect the girl who was behind the other party. And he himself took a step forward, pulled out the standard long sword at his waist, pointed at the other party and asked loudly, wanting the attention of the man in black: "Guard, who are you? immediately put down your weapons and stop resisting, and follow me to the guard camp!"

At the same time, two guards stealthily walked around the man in black. However, to Brooke's surprise, the man in black did not look at him because of his shout, nor did he stop the guards who carefully bypassed him, and allowed the two of them to circle behind him and protect the weak girl. He still just flipped through the notebook in his hand, and didn't seem to care about his actions at all.

Is this ignoring us?

Brooke frowned, and couldn't help but wonder: what the hell is this guy doing? Could it be that in such a dimly lit place, he can really read the contents of the notes in his hand, don't be kidding!

But what he didn't know was that Ian, a specially trained freak, could really read the contents of his notes in such a dim environment.

Ian felt like he had become a habit. As long as he solves a group of gangsters, he can't help but pull out his notepad to see if there are any guys in it that match the characteristics. Just checking and checking, his consciousness drifted out a little, and he involuntarily turned to the problem he was most concerned about recently.

Why did Khan Parkes know his mother?

What exactly is the relationship between the two of them?

Is it really just a member of the Balance Club?

After Khan Parks left that day, except for claiming that the potions were used to heal the high-ranking powerhouses who had been seriously injured in the previous natural disasters, Elena smiled at the other key questions she asked, and her eyes narrowed so that only a slit remained, and she did not show the slightest hint of speech. Ian believed that if he hadn't happened to run into the two at home, his mother wouldn't have even told him that the other was a member of the Balance Society.

Could it be that the hypocritical guy is the bastard who is missing from his own house?

Every time Ian thought about it, he shuddered and trembled. He who didn't like the eyes of the Grand Duke, he really couldn't accept this possibility.

It can't be like this!

It doesn't look like the scene when the two of them communicate!

So under the strange gaze of Brooke and others, the man in black standing still in the scene suddenly trembled, and after startling a few people, he shook his head violently, and then nodded very solemnly.

What does that mean?

Brooke frowned, and his subordinates were a little overwhelmed as they looked at each other.

They couldn't understand that they hadn't seen anyone behave so strangely when confronted by them since they had become guards.

Even the girl who was saved by Ian and wanted to defend him couldn't help but pause when she heard the guard scolding Ian.

The scene froze for a moment, except for Ian, who was obviously immersed in his own world, and the murderers who fainted on the ground, the rest of them only felt extremely weird and embarrassed.

After a long time, Brooke felt he couldn't wait any longer. He took another abrupt step forward, and it was this step into Ian's subconscious alertness, pulling him back from his own world.

"Huh?" he chuckled, slowly raised his head, looked at the captain of the guard not far in front of him before he appeared, and muttered to himself, "Guard?"

"It came just in time. Without waiting for Brooke to answer, he suddenly closed the note in his hand, inserted it into the inner pocket of his trench coat, and said with a smile in that slightly deep voice: "It seems that I don't need to 'deliver to my door' today." ”

"What...... What?"

Brooke was stunned.

Door-to-door delivery?

"These guys on the ground tried to do something wrong with the girl in the corner, and I happened to bump into it. The bald one has a name on the wanted list, and ..... Girls, don't run out so late in the future. Ian whispered a few words into the air, and walked past Brooke as if no one was around, heading for the alley.

"Wait..... Wait!" Brooke was stunned for a moment, until Ian passed him, and suddenly came to his senses: "You think we're going to be ...... because of you"

"He didn't lie to you, he was the one who saved me. Seeing that Brooke wanted to step forward to stop Ian, the girl sitting in the corner immediately defended him.

"Captain Brooke, this guy is Ali, and he is indeed a fugitive on the wanted list. A crouched guard exclaimed at the same moment.

"So....." Combined with the other party's "door-to-door delivery", Brooke suddenly realized: "You are the night watchman who recently appeared in the Northern Regions!"

"Night's watch?" Ian was stunned for a moment, then walked and disappeared into the night.

"Treat it as ......"