Chapter 231: Senior Sister's Choice (Part II)
"How can you, sir!" Mitarai said, "No matter how stupid I am, I know that he is your compatriot, and you know that he came to find me." β
"Oh?" Jack came interested.
"I... My lord, you know, we angels serve adults, it is thanks to your support that we have today, and only then have my today, your great kindness to us, the same reconstruction, otherwise, I don't know how to hide in that and drink soy sauce... β
"You killed him!?"
"It's useless, absolutely not! I was just... β
"Just what?"
"Just locked him up. However, you can rest assured, we have absolutely not abused him, and we have eaten and drunk well every day, without the slightest neglect! β
"But," said Jack, looking around uneasily, frowning, "where is he?" I didn't see him. I hope nothing happened to him, right? β
"He's over there," Mitarai replied, pointing to the recess guarded by the soldiers in front, "and I'll go and tell him myself that he's free." The leader walked towards the place he pointed out to be a cell, with Jack and Taro Abe following him.
"What is he doing?" Mitarai asked the sentry.
"Tell the truth! "Boss," replied the sentry, "I don't know, I haven't heard him for an hour. β
"Please come in, sir." Mitarai said.
Jack and Taro Abe followed Mitarai up seven or eight steps, and the latter pulled the latch and opened the door. So, in the faint light of an oil lamp that illuminated the tomb in front of them, they saw a man wrapped in a cloak lying in a corner and sleeping soundly.
"Hey!" Jack said with that peculiar smile of his kind, "It's nice for a captive man to get a good night's sleep now!" β
Jack looked at it with a look of admiration, and he was obviously very moved by such a brave performance.
"You are right, Your Excellency," said Mitarai, "this must be your friend." β
So he went up to the man, shook his shoulder, and said, "Wake up, please." β
The man stretched, wiped his eyelids, and opened them. "Ahh He said, "Is that you, captain?" You should have let me sleep. I had a very funny dream in which I was dancing with the lover of my dreams. With that, he took out his watch from his pocket and looked at it, which he kept so that he could know how fast time was flying.
"It's only half past one!" He said, "What the hell have you seen that you have come to wake me up at this time?" β
"I'm here to tell you you're free, sir."
"My dear," replied the man very calmly, "there is a famous saying in my hometown, 'Don't wake me up unless you report bad news,' and if you can let me sleep a little longer, I can finish my dance of bliss, and I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life." Oh, so you agreed to my request. β
"No, sir."
"Hey, then how did I get free?"
"There's a guy I can't refuse to come and see you."
"Are you here?"
"Yes, come here."
"Really! That guy was one of the most unlucky guys. The man looked around and saw Jack's uncertain face in the light of the torches, "What! He said, "Is that you, dear Jack, who has ever shown such a sincere friendship to a friend?" Isn't it surprising to see me, isn't it surprised!? Hahaha, friend, you're in luck, you're going to be the brightest star on the planet. β
As soon as someone speaks, Jack knows who the person is, and the person who comes is really Xiang Zhong, the rival who stalks his girlfriend. Xiang Zhong was really right, he was not very surprised, but too surprised; Not very unexpected, but quite unexpected,
"No, it's not me," replied Jack, "you recognize the wrong person, I'm just passing by, and you go back to sleep." As soon as Jack saw Xiang Zhong, he guessed his intentions, before he came, he met Carter, I don't know if it was a conscience discovery, or inadvertently said that he leaked his mouth, Carter's situation at the entrance of the village that day, all told him.
Liu Han's first target was not actually Xiang Zhong, but Carter, but although Carter looked simple and silly, he didn't seem to be interested in anything except fiddling with gears.
However, when Liu Han said the topic of 'immortality', it aroused his vigilance, and because of his feelings, he couldn't say anything, so he could only get himself drunk first, so the scene that Jack saw appeared.
"Ahh My good classmate," Xiang Zhong said happily, and straightened his bow tie and sleeves, "You are really good, I hope you can know that I am eternally grateful to you." β
So he extended his hand to Jack, who shivered as he extended his hand, but he finally reached out.
The spy leader stared at this scene in amazement. Apparently he was accustomed to seeing his opponent tremble in front of him, but the man did not change for a moment his pleasant and humorous attitude.
"I want to call you, my good friend," he said, "and if you are willing to hurry, and you have time to catch the last train home, I will think that it is a dream as if I had not found anything." You can continue your interrupted Dance of Bliss, and then there will be no more resentment in your heart. β
"You're right, if we are destined, we can meet in a dream, hahaha" Xiang Zhong was in a good mood, he didn't notice that he was on the side, his face was already very dark, and now it was even darker, he continued, "Do I have any other formalities to go through before I say goodbye to Your Excellency?" β
"There is no formality, sir," replied Mitarai, waving his hand hurriedly, "you are as free as air." β
"Oh. Well, I wish you a happy and happy life! Gone, gentlemen, gone. β
So, with Xiang Zhong in front and Jack and the coachman behind, they all walked down the steps together, and walked through the square room, where all the robbers were standing, their hats in their hands.
"Taro," said the spy chief, "give me the torch." β
"What are you doing here?" Taro Abe asked.
"I'm going to send them out myself," Mitarai said, "as a way to show my respect for my lords." β
So, he took the lit torch from Taro Abe's hand and led the way in front of his guests.
His attitude was not like that of a servant who was gracious to a guest, but like that of a king who led the way for his ambassadors. When he reached the door, he bowed slightly, "Now, sir," he added, "allow me to apologize one more time, and I hope you don't take what just happened to heart." β
"No, my dear Mitarai-sama," replied Xiang Zhong, "and besides, the attitude of making up for your mistakes is so thoughtful and decent, that one feels grateful to you for making those mistakes." β
"Sir," said the chief, to the two youths, "perhaps you will not be very interested in my proposal, but if you come to see me again, you will always be welcome whenever and wherever I am. β
Jack smiled and thanked him, while Xiang Zhong glanced at Jack playfully, and also smiled and thanked Mitarai.
Jack was the first to walk out, followed by Xiang Zhong.
Jack paused, "Is there anything you want to ask me?" Mitarai said with a smile.
"Yes, I want to ask one thing," said Jack, "and I would like to know what was the great work of the book you read so hard when we came in?" β
"The Milky Way Travel Guide," Mitarai said, "is my favorite book to read." β
"Hey, can't you go?" Xiang Zhong saw that the coachman was following behind slowly, so he asked unceremoniously and loudly.
The coachman replied, "I'll come." So he left the cave too.
As soon as he took a few steps, Xiang Zhong stopped, "Ah, I'm sorry!" I only heard Xiang Zhong turn around and say, "Is it okay to borrow a fire, sheriff?" β
So he took the torch from Mite's handwashing, "Now, Mr. Sheriff," he said, "let's go as fast as we can." I really want to go to a big hotel, take a comfortable shower, and then sleep well--- just now the sweet dream is so wonderful, I want to see if I can catch it. β
The carriage was still where they had left it, and without asking Jack if he would go with him, he snatched the whip from the coachman's hand, and flicked it skillfully in the air, making a crisp sound, and the horses began to run at a gallop.
"Sir" looked at the stunned Jack, and Mitarai stepped forward to him and said, "It seems that this friend of yours... I can assure you that it really wasn't my fault that I was late this time. β
Jack raised his hand to stop Mitarai from continuing, "I never thought that one day, I would spend the night in the grave. However, your horse is good and can gallop in the middle of the night. β
"Joke, didn't you see the horse with night vision goggles?"
"I really don't understand what you think, with this idea, isn't it good to get more energy, the car is always not as fast as the aircraft."
"My lord," Mitarai smiled bitterly, "Air control, as long as you go to the sky, you will become a target." The carriage is a little slower, safer. β
Jack and Mitarai walked down the hallway, and a guard walked in front, holding a torch to lead the way.
"Oh, what is the wind that has brought you here at this time? Also, didn't the angels say that they would come with you to me, and what about others? Jack said.
Mitarai said, "I'm here to talk to you about a very serious matter. β
"A serious matter!" Jack said, looking at Mitarai with his usual sincerity, "What's the matter?" β
Mitarai said to the two guards who were following behind and leading the way in front, "Ah, you two, just stick the torch into the wall, and stand down." β
"Yes," the two guards replied, doing as their leader had said, and turned to leave.
Mitarai walked to the door and looked at it and came back, and Mitarai handed him the letter that Jack had given him to bring to the angel, and handed it to him, "Take a look at this letter." He said.
Jack read it again. "Oh, oh!" He let out an exclamation.
"Did you see that comment?" Mitarai then pointed to the place where the letter was registered, and said to Jack.
"See, yes." Jack nodded.
"What do you think should be done about this?" Mitarai asked.
"Have you found the place that Grandma asked for?"
"Yes, there are few people there, the only disadvantage is that it used to be an ocean, but unfortunately it dried up, and now it is occupied by the archmage, and our strength is not enough to fight against the archmage."
"Hmm," Jack mumbled.
"So, we have to send money to the archmage to bribe him?" Mitarai frowned and asked, this time it was his turn to look at Jack without blinking his eyes, "You know, the last thing the archmage lacks is money, no matter how much money we take, it is to loot a country's treasury, for the archmage, it is all change"
"Well, it's a bit tricky," replied Jack, "and the note is clear. I think if you're willing to use your brains, you can come up with a way to simplify this negotiation. β
"How so?" Mitarai replied with a look of surprise.
"He doesn't need money, he always has what he wants, and if we go to the Archmage together, I'm sure you'll find the answer."
"What can I do to instruct a man who is very rich? Can't rob, can't beat, can't scold, beg someone? People won't say yes. Alas, "Mitarai is very resentful."
"Then let him beg us."
"What are you begging us for, begging us to help him spend money? Cut~~"
"Hey~~ That's a good idea."
"Let's open up our minds now, you say, in your place, a powerful person, a person who lacks nothing, what are they thinking, that is, what do they want?"
"I don't know that I'm not rich. If I were rich, I wouldn't rob people of a few barrels of soy sauce, and until now, some people still call me the soy sauce director. "When I think of the past, Mitarai is really self-conscious, and this nickname can be said to be unknown to everyone.
At the beginning, he was so angry that he poured a whole bucket of soy sauce into the mouth of the long-tongued man, but what he didn't expect was that this bucket of soy sauce made him more firmly seated in the throne of 'Soy Sauce Director'.
"You, the director of the FBI, are a bit incompetent, you don't know such an important person."
"Why don't you understand, I can say that I know everything about him, for example, this global thermonuclear war, he was the first to provoke, as if he lost something... A dung spoon, in a fit of rage, pressed the nuclear button. Damn, rich people really aren't a good thing, a dung spoon, even if it's made of gold, can be worth a few dollars! In a frenzy! If Lao Tzu catches him, let him use a dung spoon as a rice bowl every day, and let him eat with a dung spoon every day. Change it one a day, and make sure you use fresh, freshly dung-cut ones for every meal. The more Mitarai talked, the more angry he became.
"What! And this quirk? Jack said, "Who told you?" β
"Leave it alone, I just know it."
Jack frowned and was silent for a while: "If I go to him, will you accompany me?" β
"As long as I don't annoy people when I go with me, I really want to ask him face to face why he has such a serious dung spoon complex."
"Let's do it. Tonight's night is beautiful, and taking a walk in the cemetery is very beneficial to us. β
"Shall I bring any weapons with me?"
"What do you bring it for?"
"Where's the money?"
"It's useless to take the money with you. He likes dung spoons, so we collected some dung spoons and sent them to him as a welcome gift. Anyway, it's not far from the city, so let your brothers all go and steal the dung spoons, the more the better. β
"Huh? Where's that stealing it? Mitarai said embarrassedly.
"On the street, public toilets, farm yards, anywayγγγγγ Where there is dung, there must be a dung spoon. β
"Alright," Mitarai shouted into the shadows of the tombway, "Ah, you, come here"
It was Taro Abe who ran over, and I saw him straight in front of Mitarai, waiting for the order of his boss.
"Huh? Boss "When he heard the order that Mitarai conveyed to him, Abe Taro was so surprised that he couldn't even close his mouth, looked at the soy sauce director in disbelief, and let out a loud ah. Fight, touch a whistle, steal a chicken, catch a dog, even if it's a stuffy stick in the back, he can understand, stealing a dung spoon? Is that a waste of the word 'steal'! "Look at this wilderness, the brothers are used to pulling wild, and it is troublesome to ask for a dung spoon, and we won't stay long anyway."
Mitarai said, "Ahhhhh No big or small, you think the dung spoon is for you? Think beautifully! That's what I used to give gifts! β
"Gift-giving!? Please, boss, don't make fun of me, I'm poor, I've never seen the world, and I'll be crazy if I keep talking. Taro Abe replied in a begging tone.
"What nonsense, let you steal it, is much better than culture, what do you know, maybe a dung spoon can save the world!" Mitarai glanced at Jack uneasily.
"Okay, okay, I'll arrange people. What is this called, I dare say, the most ridiculous order ever made! If I fall into a dung pit and drown, you must give me double the pension, or I won't be able to lift my head. I was the first warrior in the world to die for the dung spoon, the dung spoon warrior. Abe Taro muttered, grinded, and reluctantly left.
"Don't look at me!" Seeing Jack's resentful eyes, Jack took a step back and said, "It's you who said that the archmage likes dung spoons. β
"Yes, yes, I said that." Mitarai said hatefully, "If the information is wrong, I'll put the dung spoon on the head of Hana's neck!" β
"Okay!" Mitarai said, "If you have any other questions, just ask me, and I can answer them." β
Anyway, I can't sleep, and I can't go back, thinking of the grievances of Taro Abe when he left, I thought this guy was quite interesting, so I asked, "How did Taro Abe fall into the hands of the government?" β
"Hey, hey, that's interesting," Mitarai laughed twice, and then changed his words, "Ah, my lord, shouldn't you ask about that and your countryman?" Why did he come to me, you really don't wonder at all? β
"Not curious"
"Really not curious?"
"I'm really not curious."