12. Meeting, Dance Party (40)

"For the record, I am not here to cause trouble, and I ask you not to make any noticeable moves. ”

The stick insect said in his usual low voice, his eyes straight at Roland.

"I've heard of guys who can erase their own sense of existence, and it's still amazing to actually experience it. ”

Faced with the sudden visitor, Roland smiled wryly.

He has been in contact with flower mantises, and he has heard some insect killers who are good at mimicry from spiders, and he is somewhat clear about stick insects.

In terms of combat ability, its strength may not be as good as Gloria's, but when it comes to "assassination techniques", relying on hiding blind spots and calmly attacking stunts, stick insects are enough to rank among the top ten Arachnid assassination skills.

The appearance of this excellent assassin in the small restaurant was obviously not to gossip or try Albion's dark cuisine on a whim.

"So, how can you help?"

Hiding his sigh, Roland went straight to the point.

The stick insect didn't immediately speak, and looked away at the empty can in the corner of the dining table.

“...... It seems that in one day at most, you will have to taste the Albion cuisine honestly, and you plan to rely on the stargazing faction to persist until the whole matter is resolved?"

In a word, Roland and his entourage recalled the terrifying picture of the pie full of dead fish heads, and their expressions instantly collapsed.

Luncheon meat and margarine are not very tasty, but they are fine if eaten with bread and salt, but Albion cuisine is ......

"It's going to die. ”

The stick insect said firmly:

"Because I'm young and vigorous. Eating a lot of this junk food every day, and after ten years, you start to be entangled in all kinds of hair loss, body shape, gastrointestinal diseases, cardiovascular diseases, diabetes, go to the doctor every weekend, and spend money on all kinds of drugs - this kind of life should be quite happy, right?"

"Hello...... Where did you come from as a health supplement salesman?"

"It's true that your food safety and health issues are out of my mind, so let's get back to business. ”

The stick insect nodded, and said with a steady expression:

"We already have a clue about what you want most. ”

The calming tea almost spurted out, but with Mr. Waldo's tragic precedent, the message was somewhat expected. Roland finally didn't lose his temper again.

Originally, the original intention of the bombing was to smoke the jewelry thief out of a safe hideout. Under the high-frequency explosion once in half a day, even if the spy himself can calm down, the peripheral personnel may not be able to guarantee their peace of mind, especially when the location of the explosion is gradually approaching their side. Anxious spies are highly likely to make subtle mistakes.

Say it's a mistake. In fact, if it weren't for the company's field staff, the suspect was delineated in advance. Focus on the target, and with the clean and neat methods of those spies, you really can't catch any tricks.

"Although it has not yet been 100% convinced. But the approximate location has already been determined. ”

"Wait a minute. ”

Gloria, who had been silent, suddenly raised her hand, and the stick insect tilted her neck and asked "What's wrong?"

"Is that okay, now that everyone is looking for a jewelry thief, it's so simple to reveal important information to us?"

There is no such thing as a free lunch, let alone important information that can influence the current situation, and the negotiation object is a well-known profiteer in the world, and Gloria does not feel that the other party is providing it based on good intentions and morality.

Even if the other party is behind Roland's guardian, his true intentions are questionable.

"I am only responsible for conveying the message and the terms of negotiation, and it is up to you to accept it or not. ”

"Terms of negotiation?"

"With such important information, it's impossible to give it away for nothing, right?"

"What are the conditions?"

Roland leaned back in his chair, his tense face loosening slightly.

The so-called conditions are just an additive, and the real purpose is to let a group of people like themselves, who are relatively less constrained, come out, break into the suspected hideout, and smoke out the spies who are roughly locked in the range.

That's a great idea when you look at the current situation.

You can't let the spy run away, it's a failure, and you can't let the whole spy network be wiped out by Walsingham, which will put Charlemagne at a disadvantage. It is not possible to make more over-the-top moves than the explosion show, which is tantamount to ruining the relationship with Albion, and even the entire strategy.

Let them, an extremely complex team, raid, and whether or not they can catch the spy and reclaim the jewelry, the objections of all parties will be relatively weakened: rather than pulling each other's hind legs when the knife is red, let a group of hairy boys get their hands on things and people first, and then think about how to monopolize or take more benefits; even if they can't catch the spy, it can have the effect of startling the snake is much better than the current headless fly rush.

Above all, Roland would not turn down the task.

Indeed, it is like the solution proposed by Li Linhui, except for people with a strong sense of conscience and morality, every game participant will always be satisfied. Happy people always ignore this, and most of the real and long-term interests have been taken away by Li Lin.

It is certainly a little unwilling to be used in this way, but under the current form and the sense of responsibility derived from it, Roland does not intend to dwell on this issue.

"Detachment from virginity. ”

With a snap, Roland fell backwards with his chair.

Without wavering, the stick insect took out a small medicine jar from his jacket pocket and put it on the table, and through the glass without impurities, he could see the small blue pills inside.

"Any woman here can do it, the number of people is not limited, the environment is arbitrary, and the health care quality is enough. If you have any props or venue environment needs, please fill out the declaration form and we will do our best to accommodate it. If the medicine is not sufficient, there is the assistance of a professional who licks the milk and cucumbers on the plate to hone the skills......"

"STOP!"

Roland held his head and shouted to stop it, and if he let the stick worm continue, he would really have to die to thank the world.

"So, please answer 'yes' or 'no'?"

This is not a question of whether to return or not, is it?! Roland complained desperately in his heart, and then struggled to ask:

"Is there a second option?"

"Yes. ”

Acknowledging Roland's question, the stick insect picked up the white metal box resting on the ground, the red and white umbrella-shaped markers pointed upwards, pressed a few number buttons, and the horizontal column locks around the box rotated 90°, and a milky white mist leaked out, and the box slid open like a drawer.

Wait until the fog clears, and appear in front of Roland and them...... It's actually two white lunch boxes?

"This is ......"

The alarm on the inside of his body screamed with all his might, and some terrible but vague memories seemed to be about to surface, but the boy's trembling hand still put on the lunch box.

Lifting the lid slightly, a smell of ruinery immediately erupted from the inside. The birds that flew in the air fell to the ground, and the wild cats and dogs fell to the ground and convulsed before they had time to let out a mournful cry. Rats and cockroaches escaped from their horns and headed for the Thames. Nearby merchants and pedestrians covered their mouths and noses, and rolled around on the ground with their necks pinched.

The teenagers and girls in the center are even more miserable, like Diana, who has simply fainted.

The source of the smell - there is a fish that looks like braised or braised anglerfish in the lunch box, with two big eyes rolling around, and the tentacles on the top of the head are tied with a pink ribbon bow, flicking left and right. Like a pool of blood in the soup of hell, I don't know if it's shrimp or centipede objects swimming around.

"This is the bento prepared by His Excellency the President for you, young master-red braised parent-child anglerfish, the material is fresh deep-sea anglerfish, and the condiment is the insects and Gu poison in the real room, with the devil chili red stew from the southern colonies. ”

Wearing a gas mask, the stick insect added:

"The adult said, 'Cooking is an important channel for parent-child communication, and it just so happens that I haven't cooked for a long time, so let Roland try his full father's love.'" As long as you eat all these dishes, young master, I will provide information immediately. Okay, please choose, do you say goodbye to virginity, or eat a bento?"

The gas mask stared condescendingly at Roland, who couldn't even speak, and his voice was still unhindered, as if he was reading a script. (To be continued......)