The deputy in charge of espionage returned to his office, thought for a while, and asked his men to investigate Wood's whereabouts. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

About five minutes later, the men reported Wood's current location.

"So ...... there" The person in charge thoughtfully, nodded, tidied up, and took a few people out of the house and went straight to the small restaurant.

After about ten minutes, he came to the door of this hotel.

This is a small restaurant located in a downtown area, and the store is a bit old. However, the smell wafting from the shop is charming enough to whet everyone's appetite, even if he is not hungry, and the smell of this tempting fragrance can't help but feel a little empty stomach and need something to eat.

So he walked in through the open door, and saw Wood sitting at a table against the wall, facing the door.

Wood occupies a table alone, and the table is full of all kinds of Southern specialties, and ordinary people may not eat so much when they gather with three or five friends.

He came in with a few people, and Wood naturally saw it at a glance. But Wood didn't react, still eating and drinking.

Judging by the cups and dishes on his table, it was possible that he could have eaten all the dishes by himself.

Without speaking, the supervisor walked straight up to Wood and sat down in the seat facing him.

"There are too many dishes on this table, and if you eat it alone, it's a bit wasteful. He said.

"Don't waste it, I'll finish it. Wood replied.

"Mind if I get a little bit?" he asked.

"Don't mind, please. ”

So he asked the guy for a pair of cutlery, and began to eat it too.

There is no doubt that although this manager also has good strength, he is definitely not as good as Wood. The same is true in terms of appetite - most of the powerful warriors eat amazingly, with rare exceptions.

After about half an hour, Wood finally had enough to eat, and couldn't help but smile as he looked at the almost empty dishes and bowls in front of him.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten so comfortably!" he said.

The person in charge who was sitting opposite him had already eaten enough, put down the dishes and waited for a while. Seeing that he had finally finished eating, he asked with a smile: "You don't want to tell me that you came back for this meal, right?"

Wood looked at him, smiled and shook his head.

"I'm a little bit old when I'm full, how about walking with me?"

"No problem. ”

So the two got up, and Wood called his fellows, settled the score, and with a long sheathed sword as a stick, he carried a small bag behind his back, and went out first. The person in charge followed closely behind with a few subordinates who had always been silent, and did not relax a step.

They didn't walk fast, and after walking for about half an hour, they came to a cliff outside the city.

The entire "Supreme Tower" is actually a city built on a high cliff, when Master Imia Lamperos and his disciples trekked through mountains and rivers to open up the country of mages, and cast amazing legendary spells in this place, rising from a plateau to create the foundation of the Supreme Tower.

Later, the city was built on the same cliff created by Master Lampelus, and it was almost on all sides to the edge of the cliff, except for the only passage in front of it, and some free ground.

Looking out here, the distant scenery is vivid, you can see the mountains at your feet when the weather is good, and you can see the sea of clouds under your feet when the weather is bad, and the name "Supreme" comes from this.

Wood walked to the edge of the cliff, completely ignoring the terrifying circumstances in which his feet were about to fall to pieces, and sat swaggering on the cliff, his legs poking straight out of the cliff.

His posture was very dangerous at the moment, and he was afraid that a strong wind would blow him off this cliff.

What happens if it blows down?

This will probably cause trouble for the corpse collectors, as it is unlikely that they will find the complete corpse, and it will take them some time to piece it together.

Some powerful professionals can mess up the bones of a person and the bones of three dogs, and then distinguish them in a short period of time, and then piece them together separately to look like before death. Because the corpse collectors of the Supreme Tower often need to clean up the corpses that have fallen from the cliff, many of them have also practiced this mastery.

However, there is no doubt that if you want to invite a master of corpse collectors who know this unique art to come out, the reward cannot be low.

Thinking of this, Wood couldn't help but smile.

"How much do you get paid now?" he asked, "if I jump from here, will you have enough money for a month's salary to hire someone to piece me together?"

The face of the person in charge suddenly darkened: "You came back from thousands of mountains and rivers, just to invite me to a meal, and then entertain me a few words?"

"No, no, no, you completely misunderstood. Wood laughed and said, "First, I didn't plan to invite you to dinner, I wanted to eat it all by myself." ”

"Second, you're not going to joke either, you're really going to jump like that later, right?"

“...... It depends on the outcome of our negotiations. Wood said.

As soon as these words came out, the originally relaxed atmosphere became heavy in an instant.

The manager sighed, walked over to Wood, and sat with his legs poked out of the cliff as he did.

"How many years have we not sat and talked like this?" he asked, "Twenty years, right?"

"Twenty-two years. Wood replied, "Ever since we joined forces to kill Greyhawk, you've been a civil servant, and I'm on my way to the Land of a Thousand Springs to preside over an intelligence station...... We haven't talked like this since. ”

"yes...... It's been twenty-two years!" the supervisor sighed deeply, "You look so young, but I'm old. ”

"You're almost ten years older than me, and the difference between your forties and fifties is obvious. Wood smiled and said, "Besides, I'm already a high-level ranger now, and I'm aging slower than yours." Now, it's not surprising. ”

"Sometimes I wonder if we should get our old classmates together and have a party or something. ”

"Not easy. Wood shook his head, "I'm afraid there aren't many people alive." ”

"It's easy. The supervisor said, "Look, the meeting is now." ”

Wood was stunned for a moment and asked, "The two of us are left?"

"Yes, that's all we have left. A wry smile appeared on the face of the person in charge, "The spy elite training class, the graduates of the 10096th class, are the only ones left." ”

Wood sighed softly, "It's not strange, there aren't many people in the first place. ”

"So I don't want to die again. The person in charge said, "Especially, it is our squad leader who is going to die." The one who was the youngest at the time, but the most capable. ”

Wood was silent for a while, and then said, "I'm afraid this wish will be difficult to fulfill. ”

"It's not that hard. The person in charge said, "As long as you take a step back." ”

He pointed to the cliff below him: "The cliff is here, if you don't jump down, you won't die." ”

Wood smiled, wryly.

"Do you know what I'm back for?" he asked.

The person in charge shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "The left and right are just wronged, come back to quarrel." That guy from the north wind is really not like talking, he was really dazzled by you, and even told you the content of the mission. ”

Wood was silent.

"I know, it's not a good thing to arrange for her to get rid of you. "But you must also understand that your performance over the years is really worrying." ”

"You're just going to get rid of me because you're worried?" Wood asked.

"For a character like you, 'worrying' is already a very serious situation!"

The person in charge laughed again as he spoke: "But, forget it, it's all over anyway." When you come back this time, you just spread out everything and make it clear, and it's all right. ”

He said and stood up: "I'll help you arrange a debriefing meeting, you have to behave better at that time, even if the supervisor is willing to help, those old men will not have a good time!"

He had barely turned and taken two steps when he heard Wood's faint voice.

"I killed the north wind. ”

The person in charge stopped, and the whole person seemed to be petrified, frozen in place, motionless. (To be continued.) )