Yuanshin: The duty of the inspector is to eat melons

The hurricane intensified again, hats and plates flew up in the restaurant, and all kinds of drinks and dishes were scattered. Seeing that Tavernall had a tendency to go crazy again, the passengers began to run towards the door.

"Everyone—don't go—"

The exit was blocked by a wall of ice that suddenly condensed. When people turned their heads, the girl with a serious and cold temperament had already stood on the table, tilting her head, and the smile on her face gradually lost control.

Plates of food were blown up by the wind and thrown aside. Tavenal jumped off the table, grabbed a bottle of wine on the adjacent table and uncorked it with one hand, and started drinking again with his head raised.

The wind around her was getting stronger and stronger. Seeing that they could not get out, the guests in the restaurant took cover to avoid the plates and various foods that came with the wind. In less than a minute, the entire restaurant was in a mess.

"Hey, wake up, stop drinking!" Dadalia saw that things were getting out of control, and hurriedly prepared to stop it.

It's just that Tavernall is like the wind, he evades flexibly every time, and walks around the restaurant holding the wine bottle firmly in one hand, seemingly unstable, but moving very fast.

"Ha, if you tell me to stop, I will listen to you. You are not Her Majesty the Queen, so why should I listen to you—" Tavernall completely lost his usual calmness and self-control, completely exuding his nature and unscrupulous .

"Art is an explosion, hit me with a punch." Leaving aside the connection between the logic before and after, but the behavior of throwing an empty wine bottle with the backhand after saying that, it is enough to show how logical this drunk is. jump.

With a bang, another table was overturned, and Tavernall jumped onto another table in one fell swoop.

While hiding, she threw plates towards Dadalia, Dadalia easily caught them and put them aside, but some angles were outrageous, so she let them hit the ground and the wall to shatter. all over the place.

This picture is horrible.

A group of Zhidong people who had just made a fuss moved a few tables to block the surrounding area. Watching the executive officers and inspectors fighting outside, they actually started to clap their hands and applaud. They were surprised by the dishes thrown by Tavernal After quickly retracting his head, he poked his head out to continue without fear of death.

The whole restaurant was in a mess, and the sailors who came were blocked by the ice wall, thinking that something happened inside, worried about accidents to the passengers, and kept trying to enter the restaurant.

In the end, he was actually holding a hammer and an ax to break through the ice wall blocking the door, and the sound of ping-pong-pong continued.

For a while, demons danced wildly inside and outside the restaurant.

The few ordinary passers-by in the restaurant huddled in a corner and shivered.

They swore secretly in their hearts that they would never sit on Zhidongren's boat again if they were killed.

Is this the people of the solstice? It's too scary.

Chapter 35 Hometown

"Captain, something seems to have happened in the restaurant on the upper floor." The first officer came to the captain's room with a hesitant expression.

"Small problem, the executive officer is here." The captain had a pipe in his mouth but didn't light it up. He leaned his arms on the table, looked at the nautical chart, and sighed:

"I can finally rest after this boat trip. I have saved up a year's vacation, and with the annual vacation, I don't have to go to sea for half a year."

"Captain, why don't you go and have a look, it seems that the executive officer is fighting with another adult..."

The first officer was still worried.

"Then there's no need to go." The captain glanced at the first mate, "Do you have the eyes of God?"

"No."

"Have I?" asked the captain again.

"nor."

"That's it." The captain spread his hands.

The first mate fell silent, and not far away could faintly hear the voices from the restaurant on the upper floor. The battle there seemed to have reached a feverish stage and became even more violent.

"Relax, the executive officer will compensate us for our losses." The captain patted the shoulder of the first mate. those years.

He looked out of the window melancholy, and began to think about what style and color to choose for the restaurant's new tableware.

I have to say, the hangover feels pretty scary.

Tavernaar couldn't remember how she got back to the room. When she woke up again, the severe pain and nausea still lingered. She sat on the bed for a full 5 minutes before splicing the fragmented memories together. Finish.

"Uh..." Rubbing between the eyebrows, one after another incomplete or blurred pictures flashed in my mind:

Including how she pressed other people's heads and poured alcohol on them, how she nicknamed Dadalia in front of everyone, how she sang loudly at the top of her voice...

Tavernal silently covered his face.

It's so embarrassing.

Looking at the door, she had the urge to weld it dead, at least for a short time she didn't want to go out.

But what to be afraid of.

Just when she was so closed to herself, there was a knock on the door. She really didn't have the courage to open the door, so she shouted through the door, "What's the matter?"

"My lord, send your subordinates to come over to see, do you need anything?"

I need you to collectively indicate that it can be done?Tavernaar breathed out secretly, and said in a steady voice: "Not yet, but all three meals in the future can be delivered to my room."

"Ok."

When the footsteps went away, Tavenal turned around and entered the bathroom that came with the room, and began to clean up the smell of alcohol on his body.

Changing into a loose white nightdress, she walked to the porthole while wiping her hair.

Looking out from here is a piece of blue sea, and they have been far away from the land in the past night, there are groups of seabirds passing by in the sky, and fish jump out of the water from time to time.

Far away from the land, it seems to be far away from work, and away from the affairs of the inspector. No wonder many people like to go to sea when traveling. Here, there is a sense of freedom from the world.

The mood gradually calmed down, Tavernaer sat on the easy chair, and gently swayed the easy chair, the accumulated fatigue slowly dissipated.

Across the ship plank, listening to the surging waves and the calls of seabirds, Tavernall gradually became sleepy again, and his eyes closed a little bit.

When she opened her eyes again, the sky outside the porthole had already come to dusk, and the glow of the setting sun sprinkled a piece of golden yellow on the sea surface, sparkling.

Her hair was already dry, she put the towel aside to dry, yawned, and her physical condition returned to her best.

She found a novel from the box and began to read it. About half an hour later, the door was knocked again. She walked over to open the door, and the fools from before brought dinner.

Looking up at the other party's expression, although there is a mask to cover it, but the corners of the mouth are still pursed, it can be seen that the other party is cautious when facing the boss.

It seemed that she was the only one who was embarrassed by what happened yesterday, and the others probably didn't remember it.

That's good, she breathed a sigh of relief, took the plate, and nodded to the other party, "Thank you."

Seeing that she was about to close the door, the idiots quickly said: "Master Tavenal, my lord asked me to ask if you want to go fishing on the deck."

Fishing? She went out with the son yesterday, and the black history behind it happened. Thinking of all the outrageous actions she made yesterday, she didn't want to see Dadalia in a short time.

"No." She refused coldly, and took a step back, "Come and pick up the dinner plate in half an hour." After speaking, she decisively closed the door.

The fools who delivered the meal touched their noses under the mask, returned to the deck, and came to Dadalia who was fishing.

"Master son."

"She didn't come." Dadalia glanced at his subordinates, not surprised by this result at all.

"Yes, Lord Tavenal only asked me to pick up the plate in half an hour."

Dadalia nodded with a smile, and said easily, "Then do as she said."

The fools looked at their leisurely boss, hesitated for a while, saw that he was indeed in a good mood, and boldly said: "You rarely treat other executives like this, and your subordinates are stupid. What's so special?"

Dadalia still looked at the sea and said without turning his head: "Well—if I have to say it, we are all loyal to Her Majesty the Queen, and that is enough."

He still remembers the tone of Tavernar pointing at his nose yesterday and yelling "You are not Your Majesty the Queen, why the hell should I listen to you".

The kind of arrogance that should be taken for granted is also his true psychological portrayal when facing other executives most of the time.

And the deeper reason - I always feel that she has the feeling of the end of winter. Every time I see her, it always reminds me of my hometown where the wind and snow never stop.

And just thinking about his hometown and family is enough to make him smile.

Compared with yesterday, the temperature has become lower.

Tavernaar stood in front of the porthole, and the ocean that she could see had already begun to cover pieces of ice. After half a month passed, she knew that the solstice of winter was very close.

Putting on the winter clothes she had kept at the bottom of the suitcase for a long time, she put on her cloak, walked out of her room, and came to the deck.

The sea breeze is blowing, and there are not many people on the deck now. Even the natives of Zhidong who grew up in the snow country can hardly bear the biting cold wind. At this moment, they are more nested in warm and airtight rooms. inside.

The ice element in the air was quite active. Tavernall felt that the elemental power guided into his body by the eye of God was extremely lively, and at this moment he felt that the ice and snow power in his body was extremely full.

Exhaling a mouthful of white mist, she raised her eyes and looked into the distance.

As far as the eye can see, on the other side of the sea, a piece of white land appears on the horizon.

To Winterland, I'm back.

Chapter 36 Seed

The passenger ship was docked at the port, Tavernaer and Dadalia walked down the gangway, the ground under their feet was cold and solid, stepping on it, the chill could be felt even through the soles of their shoes.

Tavernall huddled under the heavy coat, her hair was blown by the passing wind, her icy blue eyes contrasted with the snowflakes falling in the sky, like a beautiful picture with harmonious colors.

Breathing white mist, Tavernar looked at Dadalia, and said seriously:

"I will go to the Winter Palace to report on my duties first. I will take care of you during this trip, so let's not pass it by."

"Don't go in a hurry."

Dadalia smiled and took a few steps forward to stand in front of her, and asked a little funny, "Don't I need to report on my work, let's go together, there is still a distance to the Winter Palace, I have people arrange the car in advance gone."

While talking, the two carriages stopped in front of them, and Dadalia stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation.

The meat has been delivered to the mouth, so there is no reason not to eat it.

Tavernaar boarded one of the carriages, walked through the streets, passed the Winter-style buildings outside the window, and drove all the way towards the Winter Palace.

The towering and majestic palace was just like what she had seen last time, standing there silently, with a row of soldiers guarding the pass, with solemn expressions, their eyes staring straight ahead like eagles.

Fools No. 11 Executive Officer has such a reputation that the guards can recognize him even if he doesn't wear an identification badge.

And the girl who came with him had an aura as cold as ice and snow itself. A silver badge was pinned to the collar on her chest, and on it was a flying goshawk.

Seeing them coming, the guard at the door looked more serious and focused, and subconsciously straightened their backs.

No one dared to embarrass these two big men, even if the newly appointed Inspector, even if he had no outstanding achievements, was appointed by Her Majesty the Queen herself.

As long as the reason is still there, no one present will make such a low-level mistake.

After routine questioning, they were released.

A guard trotted towards the apse to report.

Since stepping into the Winter Palace, Tavernaer and Dadalia have not spoken again. Both of them straightened their expressions and entered the hall with the most energetic and solemn posture.

At this moment, everyone here was sent back, and every sound in the empty hall was amplified infinitely. The original silence was like a frozen water surface being stepped on with the sound of footsteps. Tavenal and the young master were in the hall. Go forward and come to the bottom of the Frozen Throne.

"See Her Majesty the Queen."

"See Her Majesty the Queen."

They saluted together, with lowered eyebrows and eyes, and their gestures were devout.

The Ice Queen sat on the top throne, her stunning face was indifferent, as if time was frozen in her eyes.

She looked down at the two of them, and the empty palace gave her cold and majestic voice a solemn echo:

"My sharp blade, my subjects, what did they bring back for me this time?"

The Queen of Ice looked at the Young Master first.

Dadalia stood up straight, and saluted again with his hands on his chest, his dull blue eyes stared calmly at the Supreme Ruler above him.

His voice faded from the briskness of the past, and he solemnly started his report: "Reporting to Her Majesty the Queen..."

Tavernall stood aside and waited quietly until the other party finished speaking. The Ice Queen gently closed her eyes and nodded. Those breathtaking ice blue eyes opened again and turned to Tavernal.

"What about you, my goshawk soaring outside, in your eyes, what kind of scene do you see?"

Compared with the son's official business, the ice queen's words were a little bit more expected.

For the Queen of Winter, who never shows her emotions, this is rare. Dadalia was a little surprised in his heart. He did not participate in Tavernaar's award ceremony, and he has always been important to this inspector. Just in the listening stage.

Looking at it now, she does have an unusual meaning to Her Majesty the Empress.

Haven't you possessed the projection several times? You've seen everything you should see. What else do I need to add... Tavernaer restrained the shrewd thoughts in his heart, and kept that cold look with supreme respect. expression, opened the mouth and said:

"The subordinate first went to the country of Fengshen, and ran into that Fengshen who was dressed as a bard in a tavern..."

Tavernall briefly highlighted what he saw and heard along the way.

It does not involve strategic planning, and most of the time she is just a bystander, and the "Book of Narratives" is arranged first, so she speaks quite quickly, summarizing her own experience along the way in about 10 minutes.

At the end of the narration of the two, the attitude of the Ice Queen has not changed much. Combined with the report of the lady who came before them, she has a relatively complete understanding of the whole process.