The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 127 Intelligence Gathering
【Emergency Commission: Clearing the Ship-Slayer Crabs】

[The reason for the parking of the Laoxiangren has been found out. It belongs to a ship-killing crab effect. I don’t know what the criminals did. The crab began to encourage the same kind to destroy the train together.In addition to the destruction brought by the large number of ship-chopping crabs, there is also the proliferation of aquatic and amphibious monsters, and a large number of monsters stuck the Old Countryman. 】

[This is a group crime. 】

[The target is a group of about 30 ship-chopping crabs, and about 15 times the number of aquatic and amphibious monsters, as well as an unknown number of source force messenger criminals (secret investigators and rangers have not yet found evidence and traces, the This article will be erased after the official announcement of the entrustment, please reconnaissance and rangers do not disclose relevant information)]

[Suppression time, noon of Dong 15. 】

[Remuneration (this article is only open to Secret Scouts and Rangers, after the public entrustment, it will be reduced by 30% as the rest of the remuneration): 300 rounds of military use for each ship-cutting crab, distributed according to the contribution; Dragon Flame Castle secret rock Burning sugar; 5 primary spells; 1 intermediate spell; refined salt crystals from Dragon Flame Castle. 】

In the rest hall, a ranger was talking loudly: "The ship-slashing crabs are relatively gentle creatures, as long as they don't get close to the ponds they live in, they will be fine. I'm curious whether the geniuses of the criminal gangs are irritated. Ship-chopping crabs during the winter break. These crabs will go to warm areas along the route from hometown to home in a month or two, where they will be more gentle."

The gangster genius is eating ham while exchanging horrified glances.

"Will they find out we did it?"

Gwen asked quietly.

"will not."

Curse Blade checked the witch card, and said in a slightly trembling accent: "You guys don't talk nonsense, I didn't do anything, I have to do it, and you did it on my own initiative!"

"What?" Gwen was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage, "Didn't you say you were going?"

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooery

"I have the responsibility, don't you have the responsibility? Your principles are so weak? You just nodded at an invitation, right? Curseblade, you are such an irresponsible woman, it makes people sick, smelly black aluminum (Utopia) female)!"

The chat between the two is a bit like someone sleeping with the other and not being responsible.

This kind of argument caused the people next to him to cast strange glances.

The two of them quickly fell silent.

Curse Blade controlled his emotions, remained silent for half a second, and said, "It's not suitable for talking outside. I'll talk about it later. Now you just need to keep your mouth shut."

"What about the Gray Tower?"

Gwen asked worriedly.

It's not that they're betraying themselves, but that they're slipping their tongues.

This kind of thing has a criminal record.

In order to avoid this kind of thing from happening, should I go out with Curse Blade to avoid it on other trains?Maybe secret agents in other places are willing to accept him?
"Don't worry about them, and don't worry about this matter, we just happened to meet it. In theory, a grain of sand falling on the ground can change the ecology of half of Utopia. But this change is too small and invisible , that’s the impact we’ve made, or so we can justify ourselves.”

……

What Gwen feared didn't happen.

Long Yan didn't walk towards them with a sword in hand, and chopped off the squirrel's head first... The captain of the fellow had other things to do.He frequently appeared in the library and the craftsman's room, and occasionally went to the leisure area to perform "smoking in armor".I saw the cigarette stuffed into the helmet, and after a while, a wisp of blue smoke floated out...

Makes one wonder what's inside that suit of armor.

So far, the most outrageous guesses are:

Underneath that armor is a cat lamp!Mao Deng is driving the Dragon Flame Armor.

……

The person who stated this argument is Carrie the Ranger, so this conjecture is also called the Carrie conjecture.

She said grandly in the lounge:

"Mao Deng likes warm places, and Long Yan also likes warm places."

"Even a very ferocious Mao Deng will occasionally pull his hips, and even a very strong Long Yan has examples of tricky incidents."

"The cat lamp can float, and so can Longyan."

"Mao Deng is very rich, and Long Yan is also very rich."

"So the equation is established, it's not so much Longyan, it's better to say it's the Longyan mech of the cat lamp!"

……

At that time, Long Yan was rather anxious.I almost wanted to draw out the Eternal Tribulation Fire Sword (one of the sources of power information that Longyan exposed) to give Kali a sword, but Kali is also an idiot. After playing with Longyan, she immediately started begging for mercy, and let Longyan see Spare my life for cat lantern's sake.

It can be called the second proof of Carrie's conjecture.

Long Yan also had nothing to do with her, he could only wave his hand to tell her to leave.

……

After watching the excitement, Gwen began to follow the spies to prepare supplies.

The detectives who cooperated with him were all amazed:
"It's really hard for Curse Blade to be your teammate. I didn't expect you to be so innocent. When you see something you want, you just stare blankly at it. If you buy something like this, can you get a discount for Suka? "

Gwen is not very able to bargain.

Just because this person is standing there, others feel that it would be a loss if they don't ruthlessly slaughter this lady-looking guy.

In addition, Gwen showed obvious intentions for what he wanted. It can be said that the secret agents took him shopping, and found that the budget was running short while shopping.

Then a strange scene happened——

……

……

Hometown Cafe.

Curse Blade hurriedly walked into this intelligence house coffee shop which was specially used by secret agents to deal with intelligence.

At this moment, her old acquaintance, Agent 'Tutuvar', an old agent with a long shiny gray beard, is waiting for her, meanwhile, sitting behind the table next to Tutuvar, with his hands on his lap A very good-looking Gwen.

"What happened? Why did you call me suddenly with the contact signal?"

Curse Blade asked with a smile.

Tutuval glanced at her, stroked his long beard on his chest with one hand, and looked at her with muddy but sharp eyes.

After a while, I slowly spit out a sentence: "If you don't have candies and peppers ready for education, don't let others discipline you."

Cursed Blade shifted his gaze to Gwen, stroked his forehead with one hand:

"Mind flayer, what have you done?"

"I didn't do anything." Gwen was also relatively innocent.

Tutuwail looked over and showed a barely benevolent smile: "This child keeps his eyes wide open in silence, as if my granddaughter wanted that teddy bear. As a price, I was He extorted nearly 300% of the price to buy the teddy bear—and now, this little Mr. Mind Flayer has done something similar."

Curse Blade was stunned, and let out a long breath: "Sorry, I, my colleague has a relatively straightforward personality, and he hasn't completed the training. He is a combat-oriented spy..."

"Okay, it's not for you to explain," Tutuval said. "It's not fun to act with mind flayers, but this kind of thing happens once is enough. I hope you train him well, if you can't If so, give him a room to play, instead of letting him spend time here shopping with us."

What the old man said made sense.

For the first time, Gwen felt like meeting a bosom friend.

……

Gwen was taken back later.

Curse Blade had a slight headache: "Brother, brother, I really don't know how to arrange you. If I don't arrange you, other people will be in a bad mood watching you at work. If I arrange you , such a simple task as shopping can make the branch next door call five consecutive signals, and the head of the other branch will personally lead you to 'send away'..."

Gwen also felt innocent.

He spread his hands: "Sister, sister, I don't know how you arrange me, but considering my frontal combat ability and infiltration ability, can you consider letting me engage in this kind of commission? Instead of doing it reluctantly, People in this world have talent gaps, for example, they are not good at spells."

Hearing what he said, Curse Blade understood and understood.

If Gwen hadn't been driven into a hurry, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to say the sentence "not good at spells", which is equivalent to a forbidden word.

Curseblade hesitated for a moment and sighed:

"It is mostly your fault, my brother."

"My credit?"

Gwen wondered what credit she had.

This may be the difference between the natures of Earth people and Utopians.So he listened patiently: "I want to hear what you have to say."

"What you assume is the position of a breakthrough player, as well as the main output, and the occasional role of the big daddy. Others' all-rounders are often able to undertake 'a small amount of treatment', 'a small amount of injury', and 'a small amount of output'. Your all-around ability is that you can flexibly play the role of 'offensive daddy', 'defensive daddy' and 'pocket daddy', do you know the survival rate of new trainees?"

Curse Blade made a gesture of three: "Even if I am a security guard all the time, the loss rate of newcomers will generally exceed 0%. As for the area you are in charge of so far, the loss rate of newcomers is [-]. Of course, some Red Dogs and The reason why the dark cat's quality is very good, but it also has something to do with your reaction speed and so on."

"For someone like you who has made such outstanding achievements, throwing you to the front line is a bit..."

Gwen probably understood.

He pursed his lips: "You'd better send me back to the front line, clean up monsters, deal with strange talks... I'm really not used to the current entrusted position. You should also be able to see that my life is quite tortured? I I’d rather fight one-on-one with the ship-killing crabs, than calculate the loss of supplies with other spies on this train… It’s not that I look down on them, it’s… I’m not that kind of person.”

……

……

After communicating with the curse blade, Gwen can be regarded as fulfilled.

In the wilderness under the blizzard.

Because of the chaos recently, the rabbit man who had to undertake the troublesome reconnaissance mission shrank his head, and went back to the warm cave with snowflakes piled up on his head.

After returning, she complained to Gwen, who was warming up by the fire: "Really, I really don't understand you, why are you here? Isn't my partner a dark cat this time?"

I’m really sorry for disturbing you and the dark cat’s post... Gwen slandered and smiled: "As a newcomer, the dark cat hasn’t received enough qualified training. If she attacks rashly, she may die in the process of the mission... ..."

"You sound like a nanny."

The rabbit cat rubbed its ears, hugged its body and sat beside the fire, and at the same time did not forget to look up at the ventilation hole next to it.This kind of good habit of the old secret detective requires many missions to be able to develop.

"But the dark cat's credit didn't allow her to play in such a safe situation?"

"indeed so."

Gwen nodded: "Her quota is considered to be given to her by me..."

"Wow?"

He said to himself: "...I believe I can do better than her, so here I am, danger is more like honey to me."

"Wow!"

The manul made a cursing voice: "Sukka's, why don't you give me this chance? I need to warm my fur in the base more!"

"Maybe it's because you are a relatively mature spy?"

Gwen smiled and waved her hand.

The rabbit mantle was just talking for fun.

The two were drinking hot tea in this small cave, and would go out to probe every ten minutes and recover an electronic instrument called a 'wave recorder'.

This instrument looks like a scrap metal music box, and it needs to be buried in the ground to function.

This thing emits source waves at a rate of 14 times per second, and reflects back the life forms touched by the source waves through a characteristic similar to sonar, and records them into the machine.But it's quite inflexible, it can only record the 'number of monsters', and no other information can be obtained.

And due to the effect of the source force wave, it will also attract source force life forms, that is, elemental monsters.

Therefore, a considerable part of the investigative work of the secret agents is 'placement of the wave recorder' and 'recovering the data of the wave recorder and resetting'. This kind of machine can only produce 20 minutes of effect. At the same time, according to the 'manufacturer's lie'— — That is, the actual effect can be calculated by at most 70% of the theoretical effect, and it takes about 14 minutes to watch it once.

The job of Gwen and Maul is to monitor the wave recorder, recover the data, and then send the data back to the headquarters.

The people at the headquarters will judge the information through 'the density of monsters in the area and the number of monsters passing through'.

The beasts in Utopia are intelligent, and monsters like the ship-chopping crab already possess obvious sociality and clustering.

They even play tactics.

But fortunately, these beasts are not smart enough to respond qualifiedly through intelligence.

Gwen and Maul listened all night and then went back to catch up on sleep.

There are many dangerous situations encountered along the way.

Elemental creatures.

monster.

and terrain damage from bad weather.

Of the ten spy squads that set off with them, half of the two squads never came back.

However, thanks to their sacrifices, the Old Villager has completely detected the information on the gathering of monsters, and issued a new order:

"Build trenches, fight blocking battles, repel monsters, and protect trains!"

　Ahhh, there is no effect of rest at all, LOL's MSI, CSGO's Major...there are so many games, it's just a matter of turning the wheel and watching the wheel!

　　At the same time, there are also games such as the rise of the vampire Maomao with the next door praying cat, and Sandstone Town in a few days...

　　Ahhhhh!
　　It's spinning!

　　Spinning cat, transform!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)