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Chapter 1239 No. 146: Which weirdo couple are talking about serious matters intimately?

Unlike the girls who will be spending too much time on campus after tomorrow, Omer Linton is a mercenary who has the ability and must travel quickly across regions.

His cooperation with Rhodes Island has not yet ended, and the most recently updated workstation is precisely the Demon Realm area.

At first glance, it seems far-fetched for a trainer to take time out of his evening hours after work to hang out here or open a branch mine (referring to research and training related to monster cards), but in fact, due to the time difference, even if he comes late, it cannot be considered a delay.

Although the lighting in the Demon Realm is not ideal, thanks to the stability of artificial light sources, it is in the same time zone as the Bird District, which is seven or eight hours earlier than the Boundary Gate District. The evening time after Omer's trainer gets off work is exactly the normal working time here, so no further adjustments are needed.

Stable and ample, even if he actually only stays there for three to four hours, it is still considered permanent. He should have plenty of opportunities to take a break from his busy schedule and does not need to rush for the present.

But obviously, there are many times when Omer Linton can be patient, but the only thing that does not include the hidden danger that falls into his sight.

"Omer, what happened?"

Cherenina asked as she poked her head out of the pool. Her triangular ears, which were pressed against her head, began to shake off the accumulated water.

"Holhaiya just left early and didn't have time to say goodbye to this place."

"Perhaps this isn't surprising. After all, she doesn't seem like someone who would be fussy about details." Omar moved the light screen aside with his fingers, then looked up at his overly perceptive girlfriend who was approaching him. His eyes suddenly became helpless.

Although there was no intention to conduct a 'don't look challenge', the fact was that Texas's position, which had the least ideal body fat percentage and attracted countless fantasies, prevented the two from looking at each other.

So he raised his arms, causing the latter to be stunned for half a second, then looked around, and then challenged the beach lounge chair without sand.

"She is indeed like that, but she is also very special to you," Cherenina, who was a little stiff because of the occasional gaze of passers-by, spoke in a relatively steady tone, "Xia thinks that this is why you came so early... Well, come up."

"Still can't you get used to it?" Noticing the trembling of the person in his arms, Omar regretfully turned his fingers that were twirling the wolf ear fur to her hair and stroked her wet long hair.

"…It's not that easy to get used to this," Texas said softly, flicking her ears, which were no longer so wet due to her boyfriend's trick, "Isn't it usually the tail that is touched? Why do you like flicking ears so much?"

"generally?"

"..."

"Ahem, let's get back to the original topic." Omar coughed lightly and put away the smile on his face.

At this moment's physical distance, it is not wise to investigate what the other party has done privately. The biggest difference between Chena and Xiao Qian is that although she is mature and steady, she has very low defense against such topics.

For a female wolf who still has the legacy of the mafia, along with the contrasting shyness comes a possibility of violence that can always solve everything.

The second difference is this violence.

Miss Qian's pink fist did no harm, but Texas's angry punch might cause real pain to Omer.

In the current situation where clothing is quite revealing, Ao did not want to walk around with any red marks, just as Chelenina chose a one-piece swimsuit not because of her conservative style of dressing, but to cover up the medals that her comrades in the fixed team did not have the opportunity to have.

The demon is very silent, seeing through everything but not saying it out loud. Even the compliments he received when they met were all about the layered look of the swimsuit and its tight fit.

Especially since Miss Qian was clearly one of the parties involved, her ignorant expression and words at the time did not seem like acting, which surprised the other party and made her more determined not to mention it.

By the way, I'm thankful for my body's ability to recover from simple skin injuries.

"Would you like to tell me what it was?"

Texas, who still didn't know where the man's thoughts were drifting, could still divert his attention with serious topics. As long as he entered a serious state, he could avoid the random thoughts caused by close contact. These days, Texas often relied on work to suppress his embarrassed thoughts.

It can be said that it is cute that he has just experienced the troubles of adolescence at the age of a social animal. "Is it true that you still remember the attack on the fan exhibition I told you about before?"

"Yes, you also said that the matter was handed over to the authorities because it involved overseas...is it here?" She responded quickly.

"Well, the attack on the Aachen rocket silo. The local news did point out that there was a disturbance at the rocket launch center not long ago."

"This matter should have been handed over to the local secret service, but there has been no explanation so far. Instead, it was Miss Holhaiya who was supposed to be investigating the matter and the results were poor because of their presence."

"Wait, didn't Holhaiya just join the investigation not long ago?"

"That's the point," Omar said, propping himself up and asking her to sit up and listen. "Not long after we started investigating, we ran into resistance over there. Although the current intelligence results do prove that Miss Quetzalcoatl is very capable, the level of investigation at that level should not be enough to warn her."

"They're too nervous," Texas mused.

"There are only two possibilities. Either someone big is involved, or they are involved. Whether they can't or don't want to, they must have evidence."

"So you want her to investigate the Secret Service here?"

"This is too much..." Omar looked at Cherenina speechlessly, who had said something shocking, and patted her head gently.

"Working at Penguin Logistics should give you the opportunity to access information in this area, right?"

"We have more contact with local police stations and the Metropolitan Police Department rather than the Secret Service," Texas said expressionlessly.

"You are also an employee of Penguin Logistics, but you seem to be more misunderstood than everyone else."

"Well, mine," Omer immediately realized that he was wrong and admitted his fault decisively, "It's probably because I and my colleagues formed a team with too few people."

"You know that yourself, right? Angelica has always been upset about your refusal of the invitation." Texas sided more with her old partner on this matter, because she also wanted to team up with Omer to deliver goods once or twice, but in the end she didn't find the opportunity.

They say they will take orders when they are free, but some people are so good at finding work for themselves that they never have many opportunities to really relax.

I have a good memory though.

"Didn't that happen half a month ago?"

"You remember it very clearly, too."

I rely on the chip, what does she rely on? Empathy?
Omar was silent for a moment, then stopped talking and sighed: "In short, although there are differences in capabilities among the various departments of the police system, there is a relatively unified technical backing for data blocking. Criminals usually prefer to attack and torture the police rather than deal with their databases."

After saying that, he did not forget to ask: "Tell the Angels of Exorcism about this later."

“…She really isn’t that messy.”

"They," Omer emphasized the person he was referring to, "Lappland often sneaks into your work, right?"

"That's true..." she had to admit.

"Regardless of whether it's true or not, we've already gone too far." Omar raised his hand helplessly and re-lit the terminal screen which had become slightly dim as the explanation time passed. Of course, there was no news from Holhaiya on it.

It has not even been an hour since they left. If there are any results so soon, I wonder whether we should re-examine Holhaiya's abilities, the attitude of the Secret Service, or the level of ragtag organizations?
"Anyway, there is no need to confront them head-on. I have given Miss Quetzalcoatl many connections with the gray organizations in both the Demon Realm and Aachen."

"It sounds extremely dangerous."

"If it were anyone else, that would be true, but she should probably be more familiar with those circles than being in danger."