"These testimonies are enough to confirm that the Moon Ride symbol is indeed involved in the monster industry, but Mr. Linton still doesn't seem very satisfied?"

"To confirm that the symbol of Yuechi is the commander of the two criminals, there is still some more critical evidence."

"So you're going back?"

Mountain paths, bumpy and rugged.

If you don't want to perform a stunt motorcycle, you don't really need to force it.

Aumer grabbed the grip of the motorcycle and pushed the heavy bike forward, just as he had come.

The weight of a heavy motorcycle is reflected in both displacement and weight, but this is not much of a burden for the demons.

So a certain horse lady is also happy to be idle, and she is also relaxed to follow aside, and she can also say some cool words: "That kind of permission is difficult to fool others for the second time~"

"Indeed." Aumer replied without any fluctuation.

The sign "Commissioner of the URA Association" is used to visit the company and ask the whereabouts of the employees involved in the case, which is the limit.

This power, which has little substance, is used by Omer just right, and a little more is too much.

This so-called 'little bit' can be referred to as 'using this to return to the company and then conduct an investigation'.

It's too suspicious, but if the company's attitude is tougher, he will be rejected on the grounds of 'involving the company's technical secrets'.

But there's not much that can be done.

The right to go further has to be approved more or less, and now that Dongzi Zhenren's case has passed, this application is inevitably a little conspicuous.

Tranquility didn't want to alarm anyone in the association on Sunday, because her status as a committee member was more subtle, and she was only a fictitious position that she had obtained through connections for convenience.

In order not to set himself on fire, he is also trying to reduce his sense of presence on weekdays.

In many people's perception, Dark Sunday behaves perversely and has a somewhat reckless posture, but they probably don't know that Sunday Tranquility also has the cautious appearance of sitting in the office.

It's a pity that Omer hasn't had the opportunity to witness her like that, and he can't rush to the scene to laugh at the first time.

But it doesn't matter even if there is no follow-up assistance from Sunday Tranquility, most of the employees' guesses are meaningless, but since most of them have been said, there are still a small part that are useful, such as-

'Moon Chi symbolizes that there must be other industries in private, and the amount of his sponsorship is very wrong'.

is the so-called Dongyan idiom: cunning rabbit three holes, generally speaking, but any normal person will not put all the bets on a possibility, unless he is a real fan of a horse racing lady.

Regardless of whether humans born in Ma Niang's family can have a single Ma Niang, Omo only feels that it is necessary to extend the investigation in this regard.

It's nothing more than a matter of taking more time.

There were still fourteen days before the monster exhibition, and Ormer didn't have a sense of urgency about it, so the habit of being unhurried from childhood to adulthood was a little erudite.

However, he probably had some 'fate' with unhurriedness.

A few days after the completion of the graduation plan after the college entrance examination, he was created by the monsters of Tianmen City.

Re-planning the route to become a trainer, and the plan to slowly develop has also been ruined by a series of events such as Ally Suko and Meipu Bourbon - and now it is directly on the cusp of trainer propaganda.

And now, the same intention is to investigate slowly, and the other party's sudden statement is ushered in:

"That's right! In that case, what about asking the members of the symbolic family? ”

He began to think that perhaps he was more at odds with the horse racing lady herself.

These proud runners galloping on the field always have more vitality than ordinary people to stand out from the crowd.

Among them, there are many leaders with too high mobility.

Elie Speedo, Mipo Bourbon, and the current representative of Chimei, their galloping pace can easily break the rhythm of Omer, and then there are only two choices in front of him.

Either ignore it, or try to pick up the pace, keep up, or even lead the other person.

What can he say?

The other party tracked down here, and put on a proud expression of 'I can arrange it for you', and there was still a lot of residual sweat on his forehead.

"Let's not talk about that, you shouldn't have come here, right?"

Omer suddenly stopped.

By now, Omer could already imagine that Representative Chiaki had been tracking her all the way, probably since she refused to take her with her to investigate yesterday, and she had started following herself.

But when did that start?

And how did you catch up with the progress of Ormer's beta motorcycle?

As soon as he thought of this question, the young man's gaze inevitably became subtle, and his gaze inevitably moved downward, looking at the other party's legs that were extremely intuitive because he was wearing denim shorts.

Flesh and bones are usually not suitable to describe a runner's legs.

But if you want to talk about muscle knots, the body of the horse racing girl itself has a certain degree of adjustment, and it is difficult to practice it into a blade-like shape.

Not to mention the concept that horse racing girls also work part-time as 'idols', they usually don't move towards that.

Beauty is inevitable, but there is also a healthy beauty of tight muscles and slender and powerful.

Even if the other party has retired, the shape of the muscle group still looks like it is still maintaining the habit of exercising.

"Well, do you want to touch it?"

"Am I like a trainer like Yutaka Nishizaki?" Omer looked at this big girl who was silent and didn't have the slightest sense of sexual harassment.

But he really didn't see much.

From the trainer's point of view, those legs are excellent, tending to a kind of perfection close to the ideal, but Omer is not looking at a three-crowned horse lady's legs are not suitable for running.

He just checked the amount of sweat on his legs, whether there were any characteristics such as the agitation caused by the soreness after a long run, and the muscle tone that had not yet closed.

He didn't see any of that.

However, considering the source energy skills released when the other party appears, it cannot be ruled out that the other party has a plan that can cover up or even avoid those 'usual characteristics'.

In terms of mastering the spectrum of skills that the horse racer could learn, Omer deeply felt his own shortcomings.

"You didn't really come here, did you?"

Although there was no evidence, Omer always felt that the other party could do it.

Instead of shouting for a car or driving, but directly chasing a vehicle with your legs or something, as long as there is a boundary for planning a high-speed biological corridor, this kind of thing is feasible.

There is no planning...... If there is no planning, it depends on whether the network is outside the law, and places where high-speed movement is not common are also accident-prone areas.

"How is that possible!" The big brown-haired girl denied it, glaring at Omer as if she had just been questioned.

"I still shouted for a while, okay, but the driver was more excited than me when he heard me say that he was tracking the motorcycle in front of me, which made me feel weird and scary."

“……”

Indeed, as a driver, there is nothing more than the sentence: 'Follow the car in front of me!', but the reason for Omer's silence is not this, but the statement of 'following a section'.

He was silent at the moment, pushing the cart and stepping again.

Qianming followed again, still relaxed and relaxed with his hands behind his back, and then remembered something and took out a mobile phone to focus on the surroundings with the camera.

It's like I'm back in the state of traveling and taking pictures.

However, Omer couldn't help but ask, "After leaving the city, he ran away by himself?" ”

"Almost." She replied, and the phone that did not turn off the sound of the camera was aimed at the woods, at the hillside, and clicked.

“6。” Olmer watched her sit there and pat her around without a word.

is not like the real machine to pursue the angle, just like she wanted to shoot, she looked at him again, and the phone was immediately pointed over:

"Come, look over here, and think about what I just proposed."

She didn't ask the person in the camera to smile, and pressed the area that represented the shutter to print a helpless face on it.

"Which member of the Symbolic Family?"

"Do you want to guess? I think it's easy to guess. ”

"Miss Sirius symbolizes?"

"Right? I'll just say it's a good guess! As she spoke, she suddenly saw something, her pace quickened, and she crouched down and pulled something.

Omer just kept the pace of the cart, and when it was parallel to her face, she also ran back with a few dog-tail grasses and a small bag of mint leaves.

"Just a gift for her."

What kind of hobby would make people give dog tail grass as a gift?

For a moment, Omer was at a loss, unable to figure out whether it was Chimei's problem or Sirius's symbol.

Thankfully, however, the end of the bumpy road had been reached, and he had been freed from the whimsical skies that had left him at a loss.

"Get in the car."

He rolled over into the car and greeted Qianming, who was looking at the giant tree in the distance and the elven family resting by the hammock, and his hand raised and lowered was obviously a little tangled.

This was only a few seconds after I ran over and got into the car.

"This place can be included in my next tourist destination."

"I'll ask them if they can take a picture when we have time." Omer started the locomotive without being salty.

"At that time, I didn't necessarily want to shoot, my mind always changed."

“…… So are you going to ask? I can wait for you—" he turned his head to glance at the numbers on the screen, "three minutes and eight seconds." ”

"How can it be so precise?"

"I can't miss the supermarket discount, and I have to rush back to cook for a few mouths." Omer sighed.

"Seeing Sirius's symbol of Miss, let's talk about it in the afternoon."

"It's hard."

"yes."

"I'm embarrassed to eat."

“？”

(End of chapter)