The rugged armored car attracted a lot of curious eyes, but after seeing the heavily armed soldiers getting off the car, these eyes immediately retracted, but there were still a few young people of sixteen or seventeen years old standing in the distance looking eager to try.

"Turn off the insurance! You too, Agent Aaron! ”

"My fingers are insurance!" Aaron tightened the NV4's harness to make sure it wouldn't be flung around.

The Gypsy camp is not large, and the main body of the camp is made up of a dozen dilapidated caravans and drooping canvas tents. There are less than 100 people living in this camp, most of them are elderly, children and women, and there are basically only a few young people.

Aaron followed Eva through the aisle, and the RVs on either side were either some handicraft stalls, or a few girls in extremely cool clothes were scratching their heads, and some of the RVs were wearing heavy gasps.

"Where are we going?" Looking down to avoid a black lace lingerie hanging from a rope, Aaron couldn't help but take a second look, well, it's b.

"Go to the elder's tent, have a cup of tea, and have a chat!"

"Tea? Is there black tea? ”

"You can ask him yourself!"

The Gypsy Elder was in his early fifties, but his skin was as wrinkled as that of a sixty-year-old, and his face was covered with the marks of weathered years, but his hair was still dark. He wears a dark casual sweater, a pair of fleece trousers on the lower half of his body, and a wolf tooth necklace around his neck.

"Ah, it's Officer Eva, that gust of wind blew you here today?" The elder smiled and poured hot tea for the two of them, then picked up the pipe on the table, took a puff, and then let out a long puff of smoke.

"Passing by, thirsty, remembering that your black tea here is still very delicious, so come over and drink saliva!" Eva grabbed a chair, handed it to Aaron, motioned for him to sit down, and began to look around the tent herself.

"How's the business going? Is anyone coming to buy something messy? ”

"I've sold a lot of stuff here, what is a mess of things?"

"It's something that some governments don't allow to sell!"

"No, I'm a law-abiding citizen! The kind that pays taxes every year! ”

"Are you sure?" Eva picked up a silver snuffbox and tossed it to the Gypsy Elder.

"Hey, be careful, it's an antique!"

"Antiques?" Eva sneered, then grabbed a piece of porcelain and threw it out again.

"Hey, don't do that!" Aaron watched an old man in his fifties pounce at the speed of a young man in his twenties, catching the porcelain, and had to sigh that the magic of money is great!

"What do you want to do?" The elder got up from the ground and shouted angrily.

"A week ago, who did you sell those twenty boxes of arms to?"

"What kind of munitions, I don't know!"

"Aaron, go to the door and watch, if anyone wants to come in, do you know what to do?"

"Understood, ma'am!" Aaron smiled and stood up, then turned and walked out of the tent, nodding to each other with several special service soldiers standing at the door, who immediately adjusted their positions to ensure that they could find cover within three meters.

"Ahh Just as Aaron walked out of the tent, a terrible pig cry came from the tent, followed by the cracking of a bell.

"Hey, what do you want to do?" Just now, a young man who was eager to try strode over with his hands in his pockets, trying to break through the blockade, and then Aaron stepped forward and grabbed him and pressed him directly to the ground.

"Go back to your mother's arms, little brat! Otherwise, I'll treat you to peanuts! ”

"You wait for me!" The young man struggled to get up, and then Aaron pressed hard, and the young man wailed.

"Alright, Aaron, let him go!" Just as Aaron was about to change his position and continue to lock the man, Eva interrupted him, and behind her, there was an elder with toilet paper on his nose.

"Toddling, if I find out that you sell arms and explosives to those underground gangs again, I'll take those people of yours to be cannon fodder!"

"What can I do, thousands of people, they also want to eat, these are old and weak women and children, your government would rather send relief to those Nigo than give it to us!" The old man's face turned red, and he didn't know if it was because of the beating or because of anger.

"At least those Nigo won't hand over bullet-ridden weapons to werewolves and vampires!"

"Yes, they'd rather take it in their own hands and aim it at you!"

"I'll report back to the Night's Watch headquarters to see if they can hire a few more gypsy witch doctors, but I need more specific information!"

"They have a camp in Lentiksen Park, and half of the munitions I give them are produced from African workshops!"

"You, really, I think I'd better let Tiger come and talk to you next time!"

"I still prefer pretty ladies to that ungrateful little bastard, are you going to go over?"

"It's not a good thing you did, we just need to drive around the car, and then we can go back to the headquarters, drink tea, eat snacks, watch a ball game or something!"

"I'm not the only second-tier dealer in London! I don't carry this pot! ”

"But you're the only one who dares to smuggle right under our noses!"

"Let's go, Aaron, there's probably a wolf den waiting for us to kick it open!"

"Understood!"

After leaving the camp, Aaron looked at the young gypsy who was spitting on the convoy in the rearview mirror and said, "This man is engaged in arms smuggling, why don't we arrest him?" ”

"Because he is useful, he is responsible for many of the raw materials for the potions currently used by the Night Watch, and at the same time, he is also an important person in the London area, on the edge of gray, and generally if we want to make a deal with those sewer bugs, he is the guarantor!"

"So that's the case, then it's not easy for him to do it, he's busy at both ends, and it's easy to capsize!"

"I thought a young man like you wouldn't be able to accept this!"

"Can't accept it? Should I say, oh my God, how can our government have a deal with our enemies, this is a betrayal! Aaron cleared his throat and said in a high-pitched falsetto.

"That's right, that's it!"

"Come on, I'm not a second-year young man who just graduated from a military academy, and three months ago I was still worried about what I would eat for my next meal! I'm a more realistic person! ”

"Okay, I thought you newcomers would be like that, Form 2!"

"I'm not a young man, ma'am, I'm an adult now!" Aaron deliberately accentuated the adults.

"Okay, adults, later, how about you take the lead?"