The wasteland is a large fragment of the world, and only part of it overlaps with Greenfield Town. Apart from the vast wasteland, there are nine stone cities, large and small, where more than 100,000 barbarians live.
With the camouflage of the skin, the poisonous snake entered a small rock city and stayed there for a month.
In this month, the poisonous snake didn't make any movements. He was like a real barbarian, hunting, resting, and living an ordinary life.
A month later, after leaving the dormant body of the black light virus on the water source of this small town, some barbarians and even animals, the poisonous snake changed its skin and left the city. There is no difference between the savages, and he even learned the language of the savages. Although it is not comprehensive, there is no problem in daily communication.
In the following time, the poisonous snake will change its appearance and walk around the gathering place of the barbarians, leaving the dormant body of the black light virus re-modified by the poisonous fruit in the water source and other important places there.
In Green Field Town, the uneasy atmosphere has not yet dissipated.
Lord's mansion, study room, although Xiao En's expression is very calm, but the aura emanating from his body is a bit cold.
"You mean someone is deliberately spreading the news to cause panic?"
Seeing the masked and black robed figure standing in front of him, Sean put down the book in his hand.
As the leader of the Anbu, as Sean's shadow, after receiving Sean's resources, the shadow has now successfully advanced and become a fourth-level shadow master.
"Yes, Baron."
With his head down, Shadow answered Sean's question.
"Have you caught the instigator behind the scenes?"
"The other party is very careful, Anbu has not found their lair yet."
Hearing this, Sean frowned.
"However, we have caught their tails, but this involves a high-level executive from Green Field Town, and you need to make a decision."
Seeing Xiao En's expression, Shadow continued to report the situation.
At the police station, it was almost nine o'clock, and the lights in Eros' office were still on.
"Hey, the director has to work overtime again today."
Looking at the lights in Eros' office, a small employee sighed.
"Yes, Mr. Director is really a responsible person."
At the same time, another clerk also echoed.
"But I don't want to work overtime, I miss the dinner my wife prepared for me."
The clerk who spoke first continued to speak.
Hearing this, another person glanced at him.
"No, I think it's good to work overtime."
After finishing speaking, he ignored the person who spoke first, lowered his head, and continued to work hard.
Seeing such a situation, the person who spoke first was a little confused. He didn't understand why a person who usually likes fishing the most could say such words with confidence.
A little melancholy, I glanced at the lights in Eros' office again, and the small staff could only bow their heads to the reality. During this period of time, overtime work in the police station has become the norm. With the chief Eros leading by example, although these small staff have some Small gripe, but nothing too offensive.
Phew, the strong wind blew, the unclosed windows were opened, and a shadow spread over, but Eros, who was crouching on the desk and processing the documents, seemed unaware of all this.
"Hello, Director Eros."
A deep voice sounded in the quiet office, which immediately alarmed Eros.
"Who are you? You must know that this is a police station. It is against the law to break into a government office."
Looking up and looking at the masked man standing not far from him, Eros forcibly maintained the calm on his face, as if he was hiding his inner fear.
"Anbu."
Looking at the person who was still pretending in front of him at this time, Shadow's eyes were calm.
In the past, Eros was the chief of the police station and was in a high position. Even if he was the minister of Anbu, he still had to give the other party a little respect, but now the other party is no different from a dead person in his opinion.
Hearing this answer, Eros, who originally wanted to confuse the other party and waited for an opportunity to launch a counterattack, immediately changed his face, ???As the chief of the police station, although he didn't have a deep understanding of it, he did know the existence of Anbu and the meaning of Anbu's representative.
"Anbu? What are you doing here?"
Thoughts were turning in his heart, Eros was still unwilling to give up hope.
"Your matter is out, come with me."
Looking down at Eros' clumsy performance, the shadow's demeanor did not change at all, and hearing this, Eros felt no luck, he knew that Anbu must have some kind of evidence, otherwise it would be impossible to act so strong .
Turning his gaze, Eros pulled out a pistol from the drawer with a flexibility far exceeding that of a fat body, and pointed the muzzle at Eros.
"Why, how come?"
Trying hard to pull the trigger, but couldn't move, Eros couldn't help but show a look of astonishment in his eyes.
"Boring struggle."
A deep voice sounded, and at some point Eros' body was bound by the shadow, and under such circumstances, it was impossible for him to move his fingers.
"I took him away, and I will leave it to you."
"Yes, Minister."
Phew, a black shadow flashed by, and another figure came in from the window. Under the lights of the office, this person's face was exactly the same as that of Eros.
Woo, woo, woo, seeing this person exactly like himself, Eros seemed to think of something, and struggled desperately, but to no avail, he was just a first-order transcendent, not at the same level as the shadow.
"Do well, the baron attaches great importance to this matter, don't let him down."
With that said, the shadow surged, and the shadow took Eros out of the director's office.
This time, in order to reduce the possible negative impact and find out who was behind the scenes, after obtaining Sean's consent, Anbu chose to secretly arrest Eros.
After the shadow left with the real Eros, the fake Eros did not leave the office in a hurry after tidying up his appearance. Instead, he went to the desk and started processing the documents that Eros had processed before.
The ticking, ticking clock sounded rhythmically in the quiet office, accompanied by only the rustling of the pen across the paper.
Ding dong, when the hands moved forward again, the fake Eros stood up.
"Hey, it's finally ten o'clock, I should be able to get off work today."
When the ten o'clock bell rang, many people in the police station turned their attention to Eros' office, and the figure of Eros walked out of it, living up to their expectations. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com