ps: Reluctantly got a little bit again, and the body began to feel uncomfortable again, the specific reason depends on today's leave note......

"Damn it......" Lamberts angrily rushed down the long steps in front of the church.

Standing at the door of the church, Suzo and Vijieer looked at his back as he left, looking at each other, both a little helpless.

"But only 60 people...... It's still a bit small in terms of numbers......"

"The war situation over there in the Seven Towns is deadlocked, not to mention White Rose City, the available combat power of the entire South Ridge is very short. ”

"Hah...... Then there is no way. ”

Su Zuo sighed: "Since there are few people, let's change the way." ”

"How?" said Vigille, surprised.

"You go and talk to Lamberts, and then the police will quietly draw up some troops that you feel are reliable, and change the route of the patrol according to this new road map and timetable. ”

Suzo pulled a note from his bosom, a question he had been thinking about since the last time he talked to Vigil. Because he was very familiar with the patrol route of the security station and the Golden Lock of the Raven, Su Zuo put himself in the shoes of a murderer, considered the loopholes of the entire patrol route, and finally came up with this small note handed over to Vijieer at this time.

"This is ......" Wei Jieer frowned, looking at this somewhat messy road map, compared with the original orderly and well-organized road map, the new road map constantly appeared abrupt reversals, interspersed, and messed up the map of the entire Wenning District.

"Since it is speculated that the other side can see through our patrol road map, it is better to take advantage of this psychology in reverse. Su Zuo shrugged his shoulders, "Originally, the manpower was barely responsible for half of the urban patrol tasks, so this time, after 2 hours of patrol according to the customary way, it would be good to reinsert the area with loopholes - so that the patrol can be guaranteed to all the urban areas." ”

"If there is no accident, this time, the elusive Mr. Murderer is finally about to show his feet. ”

Su Zuo said with confidence about this conclusion.

"And what about the manpower? Do you want the Monks' Council to be in charge of this operation alone?"

Vigille felt that since there were already mobile manpower, it might be better to involve the Monks.

Su Zuo thought for a while: "No, forget it, it's good for the mobile team to use a low-strength and reliable sheriff, the kind of strength that kills two sheriffs in an instant is not something that ordinary sheriffs can have." On the other hand, the monks will replace the sheriff who has been transferred, so in the name of familiarizing themselves with the mission, so that there should be no objections from there. ”。

"Squeak"

"Squeak"

With his feet on the snow, he walked deep and shallow, and the drunken Scarface walked down the street at night, feeling quite happy.

He had just finished eating the loose meal of the "stalkers", but he was in a happy mood. Although there are not many old fellows who can pass the church's magic test and go to the lower districts to work through the "channel", just like the nephew with Scarface, there are many people in the younger generation who are not willing to inherit the old skills of their fathers.

"This is a good thing!" the old commander drank a handful of snot and tears, "The brothers are just for a meal, it is better to leave this ghost place than anything else, ask your nephew to marry a big-ass girl in the lower district, you are an uncle, and you will be able to see his father when the time comes." ”

"Come on, boss, I can't see that kid's father, he is different from a villain like me who has lost his conscience all his life, he belongs to the gods. ”

That being said, but Scarface is really happy.

The group drank and talked desperately, as if they wanted to say everything they had said for the rest of their lives - because they knew that when the meal was over, the group of them would have to find another job, whether it was to continue to do their old business of abduction and abduction, or to wash their hands and change their faces, they would also go their own way. Wanting to get together again to chat and drink is just a luxury.

A group of old scoundrels who beat people and killed people without blinking, only today they cried a mess, and the owner and the hostess in the tavern frowned and looked at this group of old drunks, but they didn't know that at this time, the dozen or so people in his tavern at this time, each of them had at least dozens of lives in their hands.

"Hey, customers, it's already night, our store is closing, there have been a lot of things at night in the past few months, let's take advantage of the morning to go home." ”

In recent months, for this guy who kills people without leaving a whole corpse, even the residents of Wenning District can't help but feel a chill.

"What do you know!" A friend next to Scarface wanted to have a seizure as soon as he slapped the table, but was stopped by Scarface: "Forget it, the time is indeed almost up, let's disperse." ”

Walking in the night at this time, Scarface's head full of wine was blown by the cold wind, and he suddenly went down a lot, looking at the depths of the chaotic alley, thinking of the recent legend of the murderer, Scarface couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

"It's not that coincidental...... Scarface muttered to himself, then shrunk his head, looking back and forth, no one was in the house, but the urge to urinate hit his heart.

"Too much wine...... Scarface muttered, unscinching his trouser belts, and then holding the bird in his hands for a puff of fog.

"Oooh...... It's really a ...... of it."

After soaking in pee, Scarface looked back and forth while wearing his trouser belt.

"Oh, I'll go!" he accidentally tied a piece of bird feathers when he tied his trouser belt, and he felt something was wrong when he lifted his pants, "Damn, I'm really confused." ”

He hurriedly looked down, and the moment he looked down, a shadow swept from the corner of his eye.

His spine exploded suddenly, ignoring his belt, and Scarface looked up suddenly, squinting at the street at the end of the night.

A tall figure, staggering like a drunken in the dim night fog.

Although he didn't look like a threat, Scarface cautiously slipped into the side alley and crouched down.

He was sure that he would not be able to be spotted by the other party in the shadowy corners of the alley where the moonlight did not shine, and this was exactly how the other party behaved.

Watching the figure staggering away, Scarface breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

"Ma's scared me to death, right?"

Someone slapped him on the shoulder, and before Scarface could say anything, he heard a sudden human voice in his ear.

"Wow!" Scarface turned his head in shock, only to see the tall man who had just disappeared around the corner, standing behind him.

"Next time, hide better, at least remember to bury the place where you just finished urinating with snow. ”

The tall figure's tone was full of euphoria and pleasure, and he put his hand into his arms—

"Then let's get started—for the feast of the gods......"

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