In the bathroom, Kevin spent 5 minutes roughly writing down the things he had just memorized and hiding them on his body. Hurriedly returned to the table, still thinking that he could put something out again, but saw that the man had fallen asleep on the table.

Kevin sat down across from him again, asked for a glass of water, and drank to sober up. At this time, while he is asleep, you can observe him closely.

Even when he fell asleep on the table, he still wore gloves, and he didn't know where he put the ring that hid the secret. There are a lot of pockets on the body, and they are all tight. Whether he could steal it while he was asleep, Kevin was a little eager to try, but finally gave up.

I really don't have much confidence in my own strength, and once the other party suddenly wakes up, it will be a serious problem. This kind of strong person with a certain amount of strength will have some instinctive reactions even if he is asleep. After a moment of hesitation, he simply left. He paid half of the price of the drink before leaving, and Kevin didn't plan to take advantage of it.

I returned to the embassy alone, and while my memories were fresh, I further sorted out the information I had obtained. The physiological status of the owl in the last month, including heart rate, exercise, eating, pooping, whether there is any abnormality, etc. Reported wear and tear of the vehicle in the last month. The physical condition of the pterosaur, the effect of necromancy......

Kevin didn't remember a lot, a few curves were drawn, but the middle annotations were missing. And there are some words in the middle that Kevin can't understand, although he is proficient in imperial Chinese, but the document may be too professional, or there is special encryption. In short, when it is written now, it is also piecemeal.

And it's a little regrettable that these charts have little effect on short-term strength, and it's best to find core secrets such as manufacturing processes and principle formulas, but to be honest, core secrets are not enough for a reconnaissance team leader to carry with him. If it weren't for the fact that he was also tasked with testing owls, perhaps none of these test data would have existed.

But something is better than nothing, even if there is no similar research project in China, at least there will be a reminder and a countermeasure. And Boris has not been transferred, since he has taken the bait once, he will have a chance in the future.

On the other side, Boris, who had slept until the early hours of the morning, suddenly woke up, touched his head with a slight headache, turned his head to look around, and found that he was already in his bed.

He was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly called his guards to ask what the situation was.

The guard replied truthfully: "Sir, you were drunk at night. The waiter informed us and we carried you back. ”

Boris bowed his head in contemplation, recalling what had happened at the wine table.

"Sir, are you alright?" the guard asked.

"It's okay, you go first. Polis dismissed the guards and lay down again. His eyes were staring at the ceiling, and he couldn't sleep anymore.

Kevin's illusion doesn't have the function of making people amnesia, just a way to boost emotions. Once he calms down, if he is willing to reflect on it, although he may not realize that he has fallen for the illusion, at least he knows that he has made a mistake. And this time the intelligence leak is even more serious than Van Mill's.

Van Memeer was at best poorly supervised, and some things were stolen, and he took them out for people to see. It is not appropriate to say that collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country, because there is no negotiation of the price, it is a free gift, and it is appropriate to send the country to the enemy and the enemy.

Once such a serious incident is exposed, if it is peacetime, this so-called investigation team leader will not need to be the commander, and whether he needs to go to prison or not depends on the situation. But if it's a time of war, then as a superior, you have the right to cut you with a sword.

In today's situation, although the kobold are weaker, this place is indeed on the front line of the war. As the head of the reconnaissance group, he has more things in his own right, and once he leaks information, it is far more serious than a small soldier leaking information. If Bradley knew about this, he would at least break one of his arms as a warning, even if he didn't kill him on the spot.

But fortunately, there were only three people in the tavern at that time, one for himself, one for Kevin, and a waitress......

Looking at the time, it's half past four in the morning. Got up and walked to the window, the kobolds outside the hotel were almost all transferred, and the new city lord had done something practical. The moonlight shone on the street, and it was silent.

The inn was actually an imperial property, but whose was it? Van Meer's, Bradley's, or some other owner's, and who was the waitress? Polis didn't know, he had just arrived.

He considered negotiating with the waitress, or giving her a little money to shut up, but if she happened to be Bradley's man, it would be useless to give any amount of money, and the negotiation would be meaningless. That can only ......

Looking at the time again, it was 4:40, and it was about to dawn if I hesitated any longer. Once dawn comes, the tavern will reopen, and there may be no chance. In addition, the leak happened in the middle of the night, and maybe the waitress didn't have time to report it, but the next morning, it was ......

After hesitating, Boris's killing intent gradually rose, and after all, only the dead were the safest. Anyway, in this kind of war-torn zone, what is the point of a dead person?

Raise your hand to summon your own golden owl and let it fly. He gathered two guards and listened and instructed the work in a decent manner.

At 7 a.m., the calm in the hotel was again shattered by a scream: "Dead again!"

There was a commotion, and the members of the Observation Group went out one after another, recalling the last time they had died here. The last time he died, the empire was ready to let Kevin take the blame, but the Smecta people carried it. This time Kevin doesn't live here anymore, they all live in the embassy, who else is going to take the blame now?

When Kevin and the others arrived at the tavern, the members of the observation group had already circled the tavern a few times. The waitress died tragically in her room, specifically in her own bed, with her neck slit. It seems to have been killed in his sleep, and not long after he died.

When everyone saw Kevin and the others coming, they automatically made a way. Kevin walked to the innermost point and looked around, Bradley was not there, maybe this occasion would not allow him to appear. After nodding and greeting a few acquaintances casually, he began to observe the environment.

It is a small room that should be a place where the waiter usually rests. The doorknob is intact, there is no trace of picking the lock, but the window is open, as long as you are a master, you can kill people and leave calmly.

The innkeeper sat at the table and wept, "Why? Why is this happening? She's just a waitress?"

The person next to him patted the boss on the shoulder and gestured for comfort.

The boss lamented: "She is always very dedicated and takes things seriously. Although she is indeed not very beautiful, her skills are very good, how difficult it is to have her in such a war-torn place? All the observers present have also been taken care of by her!"

Everyone was silent for a while, and suddenly Kevin said: "I'm sorry, although she is really pitiful, but I still want to clarify that I have not been taken care of by her." ”

Everyone: "......"

After a moment of silence, many people reacted: "It's really pitiful, but I haven't been taken care of either." "Neither did I. "Neither did I. ”......

"You guys ......" the boss knotted.

"She must have taken care of herself. I don't know who answered.

"Ahem!" Polis finally coughed dryly, "According to the information we have investigated, this matter is ......"

Kevin looked at him for a moment, and Polis's eyes dodged slightly, and then coughed dryly: "There are constantly owls patrolling the sky above the hotel, and yesterday I didn't find anyone climbing the wall outside, or climbing the window, or anything like that." And this door is not picked, so the murderer either has a key or some special spell. ”

Kevin sneered twice: "You won't want to buckle me again this time, will you?"

"Let's talk about the evidence," replied Borris, "and the last people to leave the tavern yesterday were the two of us?"

"She was still there when I left, but you're asleep. Kevin replied.

"But I was later carried back by my guards, who told me at that time that she was still alive," replied Polis, "and after I was gone, she began to close her doors and rest." ”

"And then what can be proved?" Kevin asked.

"It's nothing," Polis said with a slight winch, "we need to investigate further." ”

Kevin sneered, he already understood who the murderer was, and he had to praise him for being decisive and straightforward. Now he also wants to fool Kevin as soon as possible, let alone slap Kevin. He has the handle in Kevin's hands, and forced Kevin to memorize a paragraph on the spot, even if he succeeds in proving that Kevin is the murderer, then he will be finished because of the leakage of secrets.

"Actually, this waitress usually doesn't offend people at all," Van Mill said suddenly, "Everyone who has communicated with her here should know who she is." Although he is engaged in some industries that are not in the stream, his attitude has always been good. This time I was suddenly killed, and I think it's more like I know something I shouldn't know, and I was killed. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but focus their eyes on Kevin and Polis, after all, the waitress died after the two of them finished talking.

Boris looked a little nervous, and there were some subconscious movements in his hands from time to time, touching his face, touching his chin, and so on.

Kevin was calm: "What should not be known? What could it be? Who has hemorrhoids? Whose chrysanthemums are particularly large? Or who is very fast?"

Everyone: "......"

"Ahem, let's go back first," Polis began, "and if there's any further discovery, we'll gather you all then." ”

Van Mill looked at him in slight surprise and didn't say anything. Seeing that nothing was wrong, the others immediately left, including Kevin.