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Chapter 100 Complicated and Unpredictable

"I'm reviewing and sorting out the existing information. What? Are there any problems?"

Xia Lan closed Alec's information file and looked at the custodian who was not kind to the visitor with a calm expression.

Liars are prone to guilt, while liars' eyes will betray them.

However, Xia Lan's calm and composed appearance makes people unable to see any problems.

"You look very carefully." The soldier said with a cold face.

"If you don't pay attention, how can you organize and divide it?" As he said that, Xia Lan took out another piece of information in his hand, with a line of words on it: "Enter for Compiling Non-commissioned Students and Disciples".

This is what Xia Lan is fearless.

While sorting out the chaotic accumulated information, Xia Lan accidentally saw the information. After reading it briefly, he realized that this entry recorded the abnormal personnel and affairs of Wang Li's NCO Academy in history.

After careful consideration, Alec himself graduated from Wang Li's NCO College. If the information given by Niniluo was corresponding to the abnormal existence recorded in it.

He did not continue reading, but put the information at the end, because he suddenly had a good idea.

And this idea was verified at this time.

The soldier took the information that Xia Lan had placed in front of him, read it casually for a few glances and returned the information to Xia Lan, saying, "I hope that this kind of misunderstanding will not be done next time."

After saying that, the soldier turned back to his post.

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, glanced at me from side to side, and found that many data officers who noticed the abnormality were looking at me with strange eyes, but only after the soldiers left, I realized that it was a false alarm.

"What happened?" Suddenly, a voice came from behind Xia Lan.

Looking back, I saw Sperta's strange smile on his face.

"Sir, it just caused some misunderstandings." Xia Lan quickly answered respectfully.

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?" asked Sperta.

"When I was sorting out this information, I found some omissions, so I was going to make up for it. I just looked through and searched for it for a little longer." After saying that, Xia Lan handed out the information used as a shield again.

After taking the information from Xia Lan, Sperta looked at the Alec file in Xia Lan's hand, as if he was pointing out, saying: "A few days ago, some problems occurred in the third layer of the database, and many of the data files were lost. It is normal for the soldiers to be too sensitive and vigilant..."

"So, it's better to be cautious about your own behavior." Sberta smiled and turned away.

Lost information? Soldiers are sensitive?

From Sperta's words, Richard discovered a problem. As the most tight database of the Kingdom Military Affairs Department, accidents can happen. What exactly deserves their attention?

Leaving these thoughts, the most important thing he needs to do now is to continue browsing the key content in Alec's information.

After a brief disturbance, he knew that there was not much time left for him.

If he continues to watch carefully, his behavior will be even more eye-catching. Perhaps the information used as a shield cannot continue to serve as protection and will become invalid.

Looking at him at a glance, he quickly flipped through the information. As he seemed careless and casual, Xia Lan felt the shock in her heart became stronger.

Because, not only did this rigorously and in detail reveal Alec's swordsmanship, but even conducted in-depth investigations during his past periods.

One of the words is shocking.

"By visiting the traces left by Durantes Hanel Alec, in the seemingly complicated route, we find that the other party has been following a certain instruction... After losing seven spys, we suspect that the person behind Durantes Hanel Alec, or the organization, may be the most dangerous and evil 'subversion fang' in the entire Elderland!"

Why are they subverting the fangs again? Why do they appear anywhere?

After putting back Alec's documents and sorting out the few remaining materials in his hand, Xia Lan returned to the chaotic pile of materials and continued to work.

His colleagues did not seem to have noticed the abnormality caused just now, and they were numbly and tidying up listlessly until the sky faded and his work was barely completed.

"Yes, you can go home." At some point, Sperta appeared beside the two of them and clapped and smiled.

"Thank you, sir." The two of them quickly stood up and said respectfully, but the colleague beside Xia Lan looked at Sperta with expectations intentionally or unintentionally.

"Okay, OK, this is your reward. Go back and have a good rest." Perhaps feeling the thoughts of Xia Lan's colleague, Sperta took out two Kintors and threw them and smiled: "I hope there will be a good subordinate like you in the future."

...

Maston woke up at some point, and could not see anything in his dark vision. When his confused brain became clear, he suddenly remembered what happened to him.

"Bang--"

With a violent sound, Maston growled in pain, covering his dizzy and headache-suffering head. He found that he was actually under the bed.

Rolling out, the moonlight poured on my body. Is it already evening?

"You're awake?"

Suddenly, the voice that made him extremely deeply hate appeared in his ears.

He struggled to stand up and leaned against the edge of the bed, and he saw the man, the man covered in a black robe.

"Where is my child?" Maston looked around and gritted his teeth with anxiety.

"Don't worry, they are sleeping soundly." The man moved away and Maston immediately discovered that his three children were lying silently on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Maston, regardless of the pain on his body, struggled to climb to the side of the child, and hurriedly picked up one of the children and touched them to his heart.

There is still a heartbeat, and it is still alive.

"I said that I am a person who keeps the agreement." The man sat down to the bed beside him and said with interest.

Gently carrying the three children back to their bed one by one, Maston had the heart to turn around and looked at the man and said, "Have you done your business?"

"It's done." The man said calmly: "It's just something that happened today made me care."

"What's the matter?" Maston said in his heart.

"Today I was suddenly sent to the third floor to do some sorting work, and then I heard that some unexpected things seemed to have happened on the third floor of the database a few days ago." The man said slowly.

"Accident?" Maston lowered his head and hesitated: "I'm sorry, I don't know about this."

"Really?" the man asked.

"Really! I definitely didn't deceive you!" Maston replied quickly.

"That's it... Then I'll ask you something. In the days after I left, I hope you can help me understand what happened in the third layer of the database a few days ago." The man said without hesitation.

Looking at Maston silent for a long time, the man sighed softly.

"Don't you?"

Maston bit his thick lips and looked back at the child who was sleeping sweetly. He seemed to have made up his mind to look back at the man and said, "If I have done this for you, will you not disturb my life again?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I'm willing to help you, but I need time." Maston gritted his teeth.

"how long?"

"I don't know, if there is news, I will hang a white cloth strip in front of the window." Maston said.

"very good."

The man nodded with satisfaction, reached out and took out a full small cloth bag from his black robe and threw it at Maston, saying, "I will never be stingy for those who have helped me."

Maston rushed to take the thing that the man had thrown in, and he sank his hands. With the touch of his rough hands, he knew clearly that it was very likely that it was money, a huge amount of money.

"Two hundred Kinthor is worth your ten years of salary!"

The man's words verified Maston's guess. The bag in his hand was indeed money. And it was a huge sum of money.

At the first moment, he wanted to throw the purse back to the other party, but he hesitated.

Perhaps this money has nothing to do with that person, what is it for him? He can use this money to better help the relatives of his dead comrades, compensate his children for their diet, and even provide them with a good education!

This temptation made it difficult for him to refuse.

He laughed out loud, bitterly.

I don’t know when the pressure of life changed his strength, courage and integrity as a soldier... As a soldier, he lost one eye, a healthy body, and a longing for the future. Everything will be reversed in the future...

Now, he can only live hard and ordinary every day, for the sake of atonement and for his children, as if there is no day to live for himself.

Unexpectedly, I was also corrupted and degenerated.

"I am a fair person. If I give, I will be rewarded, so there is no need to worry about it because this is my code of conduct." The man said lightly.

"Thanks."

"Thank you? I heard it right?" the man said in surprise.

"Yes, thank you." Maston said with a forced smile and looked at the man dry.

The man was silent, but Maston felt that the other person's eyes were always on him, which was an indescribable gaze.

"If I were to find out that you had any leaks and betrayal, you should know what the outcome would be."

After leaving this sentence, the man completely disappeared into his house.

Suddenly, the door was knocked and a careless voice came.

"Mestton, are you at home?"

It was the voice of his neighbor Mrs. Kora.

"Mrs. Cora? I'm at home, sorry, my leg was broken! I can't move all over. Could you please help me?" Maston shouted loudly at the door.

"Oh my God! How could this happen!" Mrs. Cora panicked, "You can bear it, I'll call my husband over--"

After saying that, Maston heard the footsteps of Mrs. Cora leaving quickly.

He raised his head and looked at the hazy purple moon outside the window, Maston covered his forehead and tears slowly slid from the corners of his eyes.

In his hand, the purse bag filled with 200 Kintor was tightly held by him.

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Spreading flowers, the first hundred chapters~
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