Chapter 272 Sitting on a Bomb

No. 404, Blue Street, [Light Keeper] Branch.

The light of gas lamps and electric lamps echoed each other. As one of the command points for the cleanup, this place was very lively. The flow of people in and out was busy. There were few people who could stop and talk for a long time. From the level of weapons on almost everyone, it must have been learned from the lesson.

Mike is the clerk of [Light Keeper].

If it weren't for running on-site or frequently passing information back and forth, the security of the clerk position would still be guaranteed. Anyway, as an ordinary person who enjoys being ordinary and enjoying a salary, Mike doesn't want to be promoted to a formal member at all. He is the guy who has been worn out by the pile of documents in Bill's mouth.

What's wrong with wearing out his spirit?

If Mike could hear Bill's words, he would probably refute it indifferently. Ordinary people have reached the end of the lower sequence after climbing. The cost of advancing to the middle sequence is enough to make a small noble feel cold. Moreover, the extraordinary people not only have to perform various dangerous tasks, but also have the risk of losing control and going crazy. In this way, it is better to take a weekly salary of 1 gold pound, survive for more than ten years, and then take root in the [Steam City] to live.

A wonderful life often comes with risks.

Mr. Lin, who was promoted very quickly in 404, was blown down by a sudden gust of wind. If it were someone else, he would never get up again.

Mike did not mean to despise or envy Lin.

This clerk with a certain amount of work experience admired the kind-hearted young man. His efforts were obvious to all, and he could take care of everyone in his dealings with others. If the clerk's office wanted to push out a new leader, everyone would be convinced by Lin except Clark.

So what's good about being an extraordinary person? It's better to be a clerk, quiet and comfortable.

Mr. Mike stretched out tiredly. He had several documents to deliver. Although the plan for the cleanup made by the superiors had not been leaked, it was still possible to guess that it would be tomorrow.

"Mike, hey, Mike..."

Suddenly, a familiar voice in the vague shadows called the name of the clerk.

"Who?" Mike became alert all of a sudden. Standing in the range of the light, he had heard many deadly legends, in which the supporting characters were killed by traps because of their relaxed vigilance.

"It's me, Lin En, I want to ask you something."

The figure in the dark came out. It was indeed Lin En himself. He stood helplessly under the light and turned around to Mike.

"Mr. Lin En? You are not..."

Mike was stunned. He didn't know why Lin En appeared at this time. He didn't walk towards the little gentleman, but kept a safe distance. In the mysterious and strange world, if you are careless and not cautious, it is normal to die inexplicably. God knows what this Lin En is doing.

"Do me a favor. I have a document. Please help me deliver it. Remember, only give it to Yevni or Bill. Don't give it to anyone else. I'll wait for your news outside." Lin En checked his pocket watch from time to time. It was almost midnight, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

"This is not in line with the rules, Mr. Lin En." Mike didn't know that Lin En had been reinstated, and this behavior of carrying items for others was against the regulations in 404.

"Believe me, Mike, if you don't do me this favor, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

"..."

"The documents inside may involve millions of lives. I don't know if there are other spies in the bureau. I can only trust our own people in the bureau."

Seeing that the clerk was still hesitating, Lin En could only throw out the last persuasion. If Mike didn't agree, he would have to bite the bullet and go in, but that would probably give some people a chance to react.

Millions of lives? !

Mike was frightened, and his expression became solemn. He asked Lin En to put down the box and step back a little, and bite the bullet to check it himself. There was nothing wrong with the files and the boxes, and the more Mike read them, the more frightened he felt. He also had extraordinary knowledge, so of course he knew what a secret ceremony with an area of ​​more than 10 square kilometers meant. The extraordinary pollution at that moment was comparable to the incomplete mythical posture of a saint.

"You hide first, and my colleagues and I will find a way to transport the boxes to Leader Ye Funi without being seen."

"Please."

He shrank back into the darkness again, and Lin En's anxious eyes looked at Mike's back as he walked back. At this time, Sophia should have been in the carriage, and according to the route, she was getting farther and farther away from danger. In this way, there would be no worries about what he was going to do later.

This also depends on whether the [Light Bearer] is determined.

About fifteen minutes after Mike went in, Lin En was wandering in the vague darkness, kicking his feet from time to time to relieve his anxiety, when he heard a movement.

First, some of the people outside were transferred. Then, in this dazzling personnel change, a clever girl from the secretarial department ran over secretly and motioned Lin En to lower her head and follow her. In this way, Lin En returned to 404 after nearly five days, but in a way that was concealed from others.

As soon as he entered 404, Bishop looked up and lowered his head, pretending that he saw nothing.

The clever little girl took Linn to the second floor under cover. On the second floor, Bill, who was squinting, happened to pass by and pulled Linn deeper without saying a word.

Soon they arrived at Eveni's office.

As soon as he entered the door, Linn saw the female knight lying on the desk. The pen in her hand was moving rapidly, listing the numerical formulas used for calculations. She was verifying whether Linn's secret node was calculated. Wrong, this is a very unique method of mathematical assistance that ordinary people cannot do.

The atmosphere in the office was extremely depressing at the moment.

Bill was silent after he came in. Although he had always had that frivolous smile, he was not smiling at all at the moment, and his gloved hands kept tapping on his arms repeatedly.

As for Eveni, cold sweat was already breaking out on her smooth forehead.

Nearly five minutes passed.

The female knight stopped her pen. There was no need to calculate anymore. This was an area symmetry problem in mathematics. As long as one piece was counted and multiplied by the corresponding quantity, the result would be obtained.

"We are sitting on an oversized bomb." Yevni seemed to have not yet reacted, and her tone was a bit unwilling to admit the unreality of the facts.

She felt like she was going out early in the morning, and suddenly a giant dragon roared past her. It was so unreasonable that it made people feel like she was dreaming.

When Bill heard this, he slapped his face with one hand.