Dragon Gate Swordsman

Seeing that Wu You was about to kneel down again, Chongxiao quickly reached out and pressed him down on the seat.

To be honest, the third letter he left was not to ask for a favor in return. It was just because he might be involved in the bloodshed and couldn't get away, so he wanted to seek refuge in Longmen. As a result...

"How about this?"

Chongxiao took out his cell phone and prepared to call Officer Hong, who was in charge of personnel work in the Guard Bureau. "It's not easy to be a fortune teller in Longmen. You should register with the Guard Bureau first and settle down there."

……

After hanging around for a long time, Wu You has also grown from a simple boy to a more perceptive person. After telling Chong Xiao about his own affairs, he immediately said goodbye and left, preparing to go to the headquarters of the Guard Bureau to find Officer Hong.

It was precisely because of this straightforwardness that Mostima and Fiammetta, who had become spectators, did not feel unhappy... and his departure also allowed the three of them to return to their previous state.

However, at this time, both of them looked at Chongxiao in a different light.

Especially Fiammetta. Although Lateran itself is a religious city-state, it respects the cultural traditions of other countries very much and has no objection to Dayan's "deicide", not to mention that the deity being killed is an evil god.

And since Chongxiao could actually participate in this kind of battle, he shouldn't be a scumbag who was only attracted by beauty.

Unfortunately, when Fiammetta recalled this scene many years later, he always sighed from the bottom of his heart: I was so damn naive!

"I'm sorry to have taken you so long."

"It's okay as long as you pay for the meal."

Mostima said with a smile that except for the year she just fell from heaven, she has always been a girl who loves to laugh.

Chongxiao naturally had no objection to this, and even specifically asked Fiammetta if she had any dietary restrictions... This was only because Mostima didn't mind. If it were any other woman, she would have been filled with anger.

While waiting for the food to be served, Chongxiao finally told her the reason why he wanted to meet her.

"You want to... hire us, Penguin Logistics?"

"And it's a long-term cooperation. Of course, I don't want you to give up your other work."

"Excuse me, Inspector Chongxiao, given the strength of the Guard Bureau... there should be no need for Penguin Logistics to do anything."

Mostima's eyes gleamed, "Unless you want to..."

"No, no, no, you're overthinking it. It's just that even if the Guard Bureau has enough manpower, it can't make up a crime, so I need you Penguin Logistics to monitor the conditions of certain people."

"who?"

Chongxiao hesitated for a moment, then said something that made Fiammetta look stern, "Sarkaz."

As everyone knows, the Sakota and Sakaz of Lateran are enemies for generations. Even if they don't fight to the death when they meet, it is difficult for them to be nice to each other.

The Sarkaz mercenaries roaming in the wilderness often plunder Lateran caravans and take pride in seizing the Sakota's guardian guns. One of the main tasks of the Lateran Guard is to eliminate these Sarkaz.

Most of the people on both sides don't know the true origin of the feud, but they all know that killing the other party is justice, or right...

Fiammetta is not a Sakta, but having lived in Lateran since she was a child, she has been influenced by the Sakaz and naturally has a lot of hostility towards them.

Therefore, when he heard Chongxiao say this, he immediately became serious.

Mostima glanced at his companions, then asked, "...Can you explain why?"

"Well, you should know that the civil war in Kazdel is about to end, right?"

"Yes."

Lateran, who is a sworn enemy of the Sarkaz, pays more attention to the situation in Kazdel than Wei Yanwu. Therefore, when Princess Theresa's side was losing ground, they had already made a judgment on the outcome of the civil war (Note)

However, between Lateran and Kazdel ruins there are parts of Syracuse and Rembilt's territory, so there is no need to take precautions in advance like Longmen did.

"I don't know what kind of person the Sarkaz regent is, but I have been in contact with the delegation sent by the princess... She shouldn't be a warmonger."

"You are wrong, Inspector Chongxiao."

Fiammetta directly retorted: "This has nothing to do with whether it is good to fight or not. The Sarkaz people cannot rise from the ruins. No matter which side wins the civil war, they need to launch an invasion... Maybe the method is different, but the purpose is absolute."

Chongxiao was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Fiammetta had such insight. He was truly a man of both talent and beauty.

"Indeed, so I'm worried about what they will think of Longmen."

"Longmen? Longmen is the mobile city of Da Yan. The Sarkaz people nowadays should not take the initiative to provoke such a powerful country."

"On the surface, yes, but it's not impossible that they're doing something behind the scenes... And, isn't that why I want to hire Penguin Logistics?"

That being said, Mostima also knew that a small Penguin Logistics... was probably not qualified to be a match for the Sarkaz.

You have to know that they were not scattered mercenaries, but regular troops that had ended a decade of civil strife and had been baptized by war.

Chongxiao obviously thought of this, so his request was for monitoring rather than arrest.

"I understand the general idea, but what are the specific actions?"

"Pay attention to the Sarkaz who appear in the slums, especially those who don't look like civilians. Try to understand their situation as much as possible and report to me in time."

He did not include the infected area. After all, the people in Penguin Logistics were not infected. It was okay once or twice, but it was not suitable for long-term activities.

"It shouldn't be a problem, but... I must tell you first, Inspector Chongxiao, the Emperor may not be willing to accept your employment."

"It's okay. You make the decision on this matter. If he dares to say anything, I will revoke Penguin Logistics' business license."

You really taught Texas!

Mostima complained bitterly...

At this time, Fiameta, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up, "Inspector Zhongxiao, if you really intend to deal with the Sarkaz people who have evil intentions, then I can provide assistance within my ability."

"...Wait? Fia, you..."

"You said that, too, Mastema."

The Liberi girl turned to look at her companions. "Supervision does not mean being by my side all the time. Besides, I can't live entirely on the funds provided by the notary. A job that allows me to use my abilities is very necessary."

Mostima was dumbfounded. She had not yet realized that whenever she encountered something related to Chongxiao, her usual indifference and habitual smile on her face seemed to be unable to be maintained.

And Fiammetta's words also made Chongxiao feel "ashamed".

Look at other people’s awareness!

When we went to Shendu before, Boss Guo took care of all our food, clothing, housing and transportation, but I still used my own funds to buy different gifts for everyone. Later, when we went to Chernobyl, I didn't spend much because the time was short, so I gave all the money to Margaret and Shining. Then when we went to Yumen, Ying Zhen was much "smarter" and didn't give any money at all, as he held on to his promise.

"Ahem... In that case, I won't be polite."

Chongxiao stood up and extended his right hand to Fiammetta, "Welcome to join the Guard Bureau's non-staff anti-terrorist force."

……

(Note: Regarding the judgment of the situation in the civil war, the author inferred from the fact that Theresa seemed to have made plans in advance and Theresis's subsequent performance that it should not be a sudden change when they were fighting against each other, but that the princess's side gradually fell into a disadvantage and could not continue, and quickly fell apart after the assassination. This book will develop the plot based on this setting)

Chapter 122: The ups and downs of Nian Dao's career

"This is your...first team member?"

Sitting sideways on Chongxiao's desk, Xingxiong glanced at Fiammetta's exchange information casually.

It has to be said that this senior commissioner, whom Mostima called the "Narrator of Suffering", is really a meticulous person. After deciding to join Chongxiao's anti-terrorism force, she actually took the initiative to compile a file with the services of Lateran Justice and handed it to Chongxiao.

"She once subdued six robbers who were robbing a jewelry store in 22 seconds. Five of them lost their ability to move but were not in danger of death, and one remained conscious and confessed his crime."

"Oh, that sounds great."

"Yes, even few people in our special inspection team have this ability."

Xingxiong crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth drooped a little.

In fact, Xingxiong wanted to sign up for it as early as when Xie Ming and Chongxiao decided to set up a non-staff anti-terrorist force... For her, fighting with real swords and guns with well-trained Sarkaz scouts would definitely be more comfortable than her current management job.

But they both rejected her almost in unison.

Xie Ming's reason was that letting Xingxiong and Chongxiao act together would attract a lot of unnecessary attention, while Chongxiao's reason was that the special inspection team could not do without her as a stabilizer.

Xingxiong was already feeling a little unhappy about this, and now a special envoy from Lateran, Fiammetta, suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

The point is that she is so beautiful! And she has red hair!

"That's not necessarily true. The special inspection team now is different from what we had back then."

"Yeah, yeah, that's what you said."

While speaking, Chongxiao was busy tidying up his drawer and didn't notice the obvious jealousy on Xingxiong's face.

Most of the specialties he brought back from Yumen were destroyed along with the loyal off-road vehicle, so there was nothing to organize. But thanks to Texas and others, the things that had been placed in his desk were still there and only needed to be rearranged.

Xingxiong felt very depressed by this perfunctory and careless attitude. He slipped down from the table and prepared to leave.

"By the way, Xingxiong, are you still in touch with your group of brothers from back then?"

“…Why are you asking this?”

"What we need most in counter-terrorism is eyes, not combat power. It would be great if they are willing to help."

Xingxiong was silent for a moment, then said: "Probably... few people are willing."

It has been almost four years since Xingxiong left the racing gang since the day she returned to the Guard Bureau with Chongxiao. Her former younger brothers have long gone their separate ways and started their own families and careers, and now there are only three people who still maintain a good relationship with her.

These three people are also Xingxiong's exclusive informants, and they are indeed worth mentioning in terms of gathering information and surveillance.

"It doesn't matter. It's best if they are willing. It's understandable if they are not willing."

What does it mean that being unwilling is understandable?

Xingxiong began to feel a little unhappy. Although what he said was true, it sounded a bit belittling to his younger brothers... If Ah Fa and the others were mediocre people who did nothing, they would not have always assisted him as informants.

"Okay, I can ask them for you...is there anything else?"

Chongxiao raised his head and thought for a moment, "Probably not. I probably won't be at the headquarters very often during this period. If you have any questions, just remember to contact me."

Does that mean that even if you come back, I won't see you often?

For some reason, an extremely complex emotion surged in Xingxiong's heart...mainly disappointment and resentment, and maybe a hint of anger.

I remember that every time I dragged him to the training ground, he would always look reluctant but would never refuse. Now that the work of the special inspection team is basically stress-free and everyone knows each other well, there is a suspicion that they are drifting apart.

What a nasty feeling.

Looking at Chongxiao who stood up and seemed to be going to look for something in the filing cabinet, Xingxiong turned his head expressionlessly and prepared to open the door to go out.

at this time……

"By the way, Xingxiong, there is one more thing."

"You're going to do it again..."

Even a clay man has some temper. Xing Xiong, who was being "ordered around" by Chongxiao, finally couldn't stand it anymore. He raised his eyebrows and turned around to retort to this guy.

However, the next moment, she only saw Chongxiao's face rapidly enlarged in front of her eyes, and then... her mouth, which was about to start retorting, was blocked by something.

what! ?

Xing Xiong, with a blank mind, subconsciously wanted to resist, but his fist, which could easily smash through a concrete wall, seemed as weak as cotton candy when it hit Chongxiao's arm.

The waist and back were tightly embraced by two strong arms, and the upper body was pressed in the other's arms. There was even a feeling of suffocation, as if... I was being kneaded into the other's body.

But what made Xingxiong even more panicked was someone's audacity and recklessness, and his own weakness in being unable to resist such "recklessness"... He even felt an indescribable...

Get what you want?

"Hmm... um... no..."

The futile resistance was meaningless. After several blows that looked like severe beatings but were actually light pats, Sister Gui could only accept her fate... The shock and panic in her eyes gradually subsided, turning into gentleness and joy with other emotions surging, until her long eyelashes slowly fell, and she dared not look at someone's extremely serious and fiery eyes anymore.

A full half minute passed, and when the limp Xingxiong was finally released, he could hardly stand. He could only rely on Chongxiao's hands around his back for support and snuggle up to him.

The usual boldness, open-mindedness, calmness, coolness, and even coldness have now turned into silent ambiguity and warmth, which permeates Xingxiong's gradually changing heart in silence...

When did it all start? Was it the mutual appreciation and daily discussions, or the time we spent together as close comrades, or the moment when he seriously said he liked me when we went to Victoria?

"Be my girlfriend."

"Then...Texas..."

"Same."

Xingxiong's delicate body trembled slightly, and her originally tender expression changed slightly. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something.

However, this gave Chongxiao the opportunity to score twice...

This time the time was even longer, and Xingxiong's brain felt dizzy. In his daze, he could not see anything except Chongxiao's extremely serious eyes.

"Don't even think about running away, Xingxiong. If you don't agree, I'll repeat it until you agree. Don't worry... my office is very soundproof. You don't have to worry about someone outside hearing you."

“You…you!?”