“……”

Ome looked back for a moment, and saw that all three eyes were looking at him, which made him turn his head again.

took the postcard and automatic pen handed by the other party, and signed the entire hideous name like claw marks in two strokes: "Thank you for your support of that child." ”

"Okay! I will continue to cheer for you all in the future!! ”

The officer who took the signature said excitedly that he was about to run away.

Then he was stopped by Ormer.

"Wait, I've got the tablet here."

"Uh, okay, thanks."

After taking the tablet again, he walked away a little awkwardly, and then ran, meeting up with his colleagues in the police car in the distance.

With Omer's hearing at the moment, he could only hear a few brief words of routine questions and answers from afar, and at the mention of 'Omer. Linton's name was not said much, but the other officers were visibly suspicious at the mention of the name.

"Can you drive away now?"

He asked Texas, who immediately let go of the clutch, and at the exclamation of the red-haired angel in the back seat, the van quickly merged into the traffic, cutting off the other officers from getting out of the car to visit.

At this time, someone in the carriage finally stopped in Bengbu: "Poof... Hahaha, 'Thanks for the support of that kid'. ”

Lapland mimicked Ommer's tone, and made an unceremonious argument with a deliberate clumsiness: "It's too slippery to say that with your little appearance—"

Before she finished speaking, a multi-faceted diamond-shaped light mask enveloped her, and the second half of the sound was instantly lost.

Perhaps she was aware of this, but more likely it was just because the feeling of being 'closed' by the mask annoyed her, and Lapland immediately wanted to get up and break away.

But I found that the thing was not so easy to break free.

At least when she was empty-handed, and unable to unleash the source stone technique she was so proud of, her fists alone could barely shake the barrier.

Mental shock is even more useless.

Zetton Barrier

The barrier that can block the eight-point light wheel and even a lot of light, most of the jetons are cylindrical when they are cast, and the light wave barrier cannot cover the top of the head.

But there is also a multi-faceted diamond-shaped posture with no dead ends.

In a certain generation of Ultraman, the defense team of the power of the hairy monster is also a copy of this version.

It can protect the target without dead ends, resist light and resist a certain degree of physical attack.

This 'certain extent' is compared to the power of light, and it can really break its brute force, how can it be the level of Ultraman, and it is naturally difficult for the Ruper people to do it, and the angel who taps the barrier with his knuckles and listens to the sound of the frame does not have this idea.

After knocking it out, he looked at Omer a little weakly, and remembered the other party's 'threat' just now.

It seems possible that it is serious.

And when she heard Omer still asking Texas, "Is it okay?" The expression is even more subtle.

Regardless of whether there is a problem or not, haven't you already done it?

"No problem," Texas, who glanced in the rearview mirror, replied without fluctuating expression, "Thank you, it's much quieter, can she break it?" ”

"If the one in her shadow pushes harder, maybe it can, but I can't hold that thing for long."

Omer said, putting his finger against his forehead.

As long as it involves ability rather than pure physical work, it is not good for the spirit.

"Compared to this," Texas glanced at Omer, who was still rubbing his eyebrows, "I felt like you weren't in good shape. ”

"You feel right, you're not emotionally stable, and your self-control has become much worse."

It's starting to fit into the age segment, but it's still self-conscious.

So when Omer finished speaking, he raised his hand and pulled forward again, and the shield that surrounded Lapland and the Lord of Wolves disappeared instantly.

The shadow wolf, who was still struggling to push the barrier, almost fell on the back of his chair.

"Don't focus on me, Texas said why he was overworked, but this is dangerous—"

Rather than appease, it is better to cut off, and Omer is ready to use this to divert the anger of Lapland and the wolf lord who is almost swept away, but he hears a sudden sentence from Texas:

"It's not overworked."

"It's not overworked, if the schedule is so disrupted that the menstrual period comes early?" Aumer turned his head and raised his hand again as Lapland and Zaro, the Lord of the Wolves, were about to pounce.

Mephilas – Shield Defense

It's still this card that is easy to handle, or a flaky shield that saves effort, and Omer resisted the 'offensive' of the back seat with a one-person-high translucent shield that was stretched out with one hand, and listened to Texas again:

"It doesn't count."

“… It's okay," thinking about the work and rest of Penguin Logistics, maybe only Miss Kong, who is an artist, will strive for stability, and Omo won't bother with this, "Anyway, it's time to talk about the topic, about the high risk of your tasks-"

"Is it high-risk?"

“… Those guys just now weren't dangerous enough, but if there were monsters, it wouldn't be easy to say. ”

"They don't dare to put monsters on the surface, so it's not dangerous."

Omer was choked by the two rounds of rebuttals.

“…… You have a lot of point, but if someone goes crazy and decides to do so, how will you respond? ”

"You must know that Death Monia is a young life of the Daisis galaxy man transformed to activate the mechanical behemoth, so that traditional looking alien is equivalent to saving his kind."

"Save your kindred?"

"You don't want to suddenly hear the other party suddenly shouting friendship, bonding, don't underestimate our faith and so on, and then see a monster standing on the ground, right?"

"Is this way of speaking also an effect of your smallerness?"

"Don't interrupt," said Omer, holding aside the shield and pushing Lapland and the Lord of Wolves back, "can you two settle down?" Talking about business, personal safety, now everyone is a team. ”

"To this extent, you still say this?" Lapland grinned, revealing a mouthful of unfriendly fangs.

"To what extent?" The boy frowned slightly, raised his little hand, and with a flick of his fingers, Impleza's card shone on his fingertips, and was a little wide and a little incomplete.

"That's my attitude toward my enemies, Lapland, are you my enemy?"

And Lapland has always been a bit of an ironhead, and even a little eager to try: "I want to try, do you have a chance?" ”

"Interesting, let's chop and see—do you think I'm going to say that? Texas, you don't care about her? ”

Children know how to sue with one hand, and if they don't have parents, they will sue each other's parents, and if they can't, they will sue their teachers, and Omer really doesn't want to be so messy anymore, especially Lapland doesn't seem to be easily convinced.

It's really unnecessary to do it, there are a lot of goods to be sent, and it is more practical to find a chance to rest after being busy early, which is a lesson summed up after a lot of part-time jobs and overtime.

But the 'parent' on the other side said, "Lapland, don't forget that Ormo saved you in the first place." After that, he came to him again:

"I'm not overworking, and these jobs aren't high-risk."

What is this for?

At this time, Omerde admits that neither his 19-year-old nor his 13-year-old self understands the heart of a girl, let alone what older women are thinking.

But no matter what age he is, in the face of business, work, and danger, he always speaks up: "Then why did the mayor look for you?" If it's not dangerous, he has to trouble you, so why is he embarrassed? ”

"New Vorsini is the only city in Syracuse that is not controlled by a "family", so it needs to resist conventional forces and regulations, and they must establish a side here and learn from this side."

"It's a very economical choice not to look at expensive technology and go straight to monster materials, but this industry is indeed controlled by those aliens who have monster resources, and even if a pact is reached, there will be the same kind of attack team as before."

"It could be hired for commercial competition, it could be someone unrelated to the goods, it could be a robber who specializes in robbery, it could be anything, it could even be a gang inside."

"So he needs your help, I guess his popularity in Rhode Island is not very wide, and most of the social circle does not involve logistics, let alone high-level combat power, so he hesitates, and even he is a little guilty when he is looking for you, and will feel that he has brought you too dangerous a commission."

"Even the Emperor knows that he wants you to ask for our help, especially me, and that in itself is a convincing proof."

After saying this, even Lapland looked at him quietly, and the expression of the Angel Neng, who had been watching the play, was even more surprised.

Watching the 'kid' talk in the front seat with an astonishing sense of maturity, even what Texas hadn't mentioned was pressed in a firm tone by him as if he were stating the facts.

This generous statement was not like anyone in Penguin Logistics, but Texas once again remembered her whispered comments about Mostima when she first met Omer:

He's a bit of a Lavinia look. ’

Lavinia Falcone, the acquaintance of the mayor who was called Leontuso by Lapland and the night servant by the Angel of Power, was almost a brother and sister and even a guardian, and was also the city-state judge of New Walsini.

She was also a Texas acquaintance, and was witnessed by Texas in her solemn, generous presentation in the courtroom.

Not long ago, he was a public figure dealing with fans, but now he is as clear and imposing as Lavinia.

She couldn't help but fall silent, and then said:

"Your guess should be correct."

She had thought about this part, but there was no need to mention it.

I didn't expect to be picked out by Ormo like this after all.

"I think so too, but I'm going to point out the danger, by the way, is it going to the pick-up point?" He glanced out the window.

"Well, two hundred meters to go." Texas looks at the screen navigation in front of the car platform.

"It's good, it's death that Monia is not the most dangerous, although this race is notorious for living on aggression, but as long as it is kept cold and frozen, he will not wake up and become an adult of the Daisis galaxy, and the most dangerous thing is the bloodsucking ball."

Omer said, glancing back at Lapland, who had taken the thing out and played with it.

The latter's gaze reminded him of the creation of silly dog emojis in otherworldly memories, but it was better to hide this title.

"That thing itself is a monster hatchling, as long as it is activated by blood, it will become a blood-sampire monster Chimaila, not only can turn people into monsters, but it can also suck blood to strengthen combat power, is this written in the description of the object entrusted with transportation?"

"No," Texas said, driving down the speed gradually, "it only says low-temperature frozen transportation, but it is indeed a specification for transporting high-risk living animals, which is handled in compressed frozen warehouses." ”

"I didn't say anything but I needed to come," Omer said, glancing out the window at the building, then looking back, "By the way, who's going to deliver this?" ”

"Uh, no, has it become a person in charge?"

Lapland didn't speak, and became a complaining angel: "Didn't you two still work together before?" How did it become a one-person delivery now? ”

"It's not a one-person send, it's a one-person send, with a drone to follow."

Omo said, took out a folding drone from the groove of the platform, and broke out an extended posture little by little: "I have been attacked before, so I might as well acquiesce that there is a possibility of news leakage in the next few orders." ”

"So one person walks in front as a decoy, the drone does the monitoring, and the other two are ready to shoot at any time."

"Bait?"

Lapland spoke suddenly, and Ormer nodded.

"yes, bait."

"Doesn't that mean the weakest-looking guy has to go ahead?"

Omer had grasped what she was trying to say: "Too weak is suspicious." ”

"Really? How do I feel that the aliens don't care too much about this, Remuel, you say? ”

"Huh? I say? I can't say. ”

Lotte's lively Angel Noh knows how to evade responsibility, which is the source of her happiness.

And Texas, which had already parked the car, also looked back: "Or I'll just go straight to it." ”

"You might as well roll the dice." Omer said, scratching out the public mode of the terminal, and then bringing up a retro virtual metal dice.

"How's that going to happen?"

——

Ten minutes later, a young Shota walked up to the building with a cardboard box in his arms.

The expression is not very happy.

(End of chapter)