Fantasy game evolution

However, in Arios' eyes: this smile is exactly the same as Guy.

"You really have grown a lot. Remember that time in the underground space, you who would have been in a bitter battle in the face of that kind of slime aggregate, now you have grown to be able to face the four ancient beasts alone and calmly deal with it.

Arios didn't hesitate to praise him. Although the Support Division didn't know it, Chris who was next to him knew it, and Arios seldom showed such praise.

"Ahaha~ It's so pleasant to hear from competitors-wait! How can you say it as if you have seen it all?"

Randy, who was exaggerated and fluttered, just showed an ecstatic gesture, and immediately found a point.

"Hehe, it's true. I thought you would need assistance. Isn't it a good job. Also, the guerrillas and the police are not competitors?"

A gentle rhetorical question made Randy feel embarrassed for a while.

Indeed, although some colleagues are enemies, how can they say that in front of their enemies?

"Hehe, it seems a bit too much. Chrissy, let's report back to the association first."

Alios said so, turning around happily, leaving everyone a free and easy back.

After two ten consecutive runs, Xiaoyu was finally drawn!Do you think you are strong!?Wa hahaha!!!

It's decided, let's write an extra for Xiaoyu this week!Well, it was such a happy decision!Ok!

Ask for collection and ticket~

Chapter 185 The seal is terrible!!!

"Wait a minute?! What about this task?"

"Then you are done. If it weren't for your assistance, it would be difficult for Scott to complete the task."

Faced with Ling Yan's question, Arios' reply came in the air.

"How should I put it, he is really a straightforward man like the wind..." Ling Yan whispered.

But whispering, at least the task is solved-although I have been exposed to a lot of things that are not the time to contact now.

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After finishing the work and returning to Clos Bell, everyone felt much better.

Some people say that the best way to deal with worries and sorrows is to keep yourself busy and not think about those things. They still make sense.

At the very least, through the work of the Support Section, Ling Yan will not think about a series of troublesome things such as the Black Auction for the time being.

However, just as they expected, everyone had just stepped off the guidance bus and before they entered the city, Lloyd's Anigma rang.

With a helpless expression, Ling Yan chose to answer the phone. ""

"Hello, hello. This is the Special Mission Support Section, Lloyd Bennings."

"Ah, Officer Lloyd."

A feminine voice came from Anigmari.

"Ah, it's Fran, is there an emergency case?"

Generally speaking, Fran, the operator of the Support Section, will only meet when everyone submits a mission report through the guidance terminal. Usually this kind of communication is either an emergency meeting or an urgent task.

Think about it carefully, when the establishment of Closbell Festival requires so much manpower, even the upper layers of the police station will not be so painful to gather the police officers for a meeting, so there should be some urgent task.

"Ah, yes! It seems to be saying that a child was lost at the celebration! His parents are very anxious and are now registering at the police station."

——Ah, the festival is not over yet?!

After hearing these words, Ling Yan instinctively complained, but what he said was: "Well, I understand. I'll go over immediately." Liu hung up the call.

He recalled the plot of the mission for a while, and then said to everyone: "Let's go, go to the bureau."

"Although I am very reluctant to see that director."

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On the bench at the entrance of the police station, the well-dressed lady was hiding her face and sobbing, the choking voice leaked from her fingers, and her face was full of sadness, and her reddish brown hair was blocked by her palm. It's messed up, and a lot of hair is scattered on the back of his hand.

Beside her, the same well-dressed man with purple hair was bending down to comfort her. His face was full of anxious expressions, as if he was comforting the abandoned son, but his eyes looked anxiously around, from the few people flowed. Try to find someone who can comfort his wife’s emotions.

Ling Yan recognized the man at a glance.

Harold Hayvas.When the Support Section was just established, I once encouraged the very gentle businessmen of the Support Section.

Now, all that gentleness and gentleness are invisible, only a deep anxiety, I am afraid, if it is not for his wife to be by his side and do not want her to worry more, Harold will also cry out.

Ling Yan, who knew their experience, immediately walked over to them and looked at them like this. There was almost no need for confirmation. It should be their home who lost the child.

"Everyone in the Support Division!" From a distance, Harold caught a glimpse of everyone, and the anxiety on his face receded a bit. During this period, the support Division's efforts more or less penetrated their ears, "Police The word guerrilla has also changed from the earliest mockery to the current encouragement.

"Long time no see, Mr. Harold."

Ling Yan greeted him briefly and immediately cut into the subject: "Did the two of you accidentally get separated from the child while enjoying the parade?"

Hearing Lloyd’s question, Harold’s wife Sophia stood up excitedly, with tears on her face and red eyes: "That’s right, that’s it! Blame me, I am so careless! Colin He...ooh..."

At the mention of the child’s name, Sofia’s eyes burst into tears. Harold quickly pressed his wife’s shoulders, gently pressed her to sit down, and patted her back to soothe her emotions: "Calm down, Sophia. ..."

Mrs. Sophia whimpered, and couldn't restrain her sadness, and cried.

Harold also felt a sore nose, but he managed to endure it-this is also a necessary quality to be a businessman, whether it is not to do meaningless things or to control his emotions.

If the child can be retrieved by crying, Harold will definitely cry more sadly than anyone, but the problem is that crying can only make the police unable to grasp the situation and delay their search progress.

No matter how sad, you must first tell what you know.

"Sorry guys, let me do it."

Harold took a breath, controlled his tears and emotions, and started to make a brief summary: "About three hours ago, we and the child lost. It happened to be when the parade passed through the square, and we focused on watching. After leaving with the child, the wife immediately noticed it, and we searched the neighborhood carefully, but found nothing... As a last resort, we had to trouble the police."

Harold's voice sounded a little hoarse, after all, the loss of the child was a huge blow to the father.

Especially for a parent who has lost a child once, but does not know that the child is actually alive, and does not hate them...

Hearing his humble speech, Ellie hurriedly responded: "If there is nothing, it is our honor that you are willing to discuss with us-in this case, sure enough..."

The previous response was to Harold, and it immediately became official.

After all, time is the most important thing for children to lose their lives, especially since the Harolds took three hours to call the police. They have been procrastinating for a lot of time. The sooner the investigation is launched, the better.

Allie did not finish her words, and Lloyd already knew what she meant: "Are you going to split up?"