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Chapter one hundred and seventy-seventh farewell

"We are not afraid." Lin An said: "We go to the countryside to investigate the real potential of Jiuzhou." They repeatedly discussed this issue when they were in prison: Why do they go to the countryside and what do they have to investigate when they go to the countryside.

"Potential?" No one understood it, only Qin Ying probably understood Ye Bei's thoughts.

Zhao Hu didn't care. He didn't think that the countryside had potential. Compared with the lush Tonghai City, there was nothing in the countryside.

"You just need to teach them to pay attention to the situation." Ye Bei said: "Amin, you have walked many places, so tell me."

"Okay." Amin said: "Although I can't see, I can tell you what to pay attention to, and pay attention to not revealing money. Now the world is not good, there are many bad people, and many people have become bandits, so you'd better go in groups and never be alone." "Also, if you want to stay on the road, it's best to find those big families to avoid being harmed." He was afraid that these people would be ungrateful.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Amin said a lot and finally asked a question.

"We mainly investigate the peasants' bad habits, their understanding of current affairs, and the specific situation in the countryside. We want to see if we have a way to organize them." Lin An said. These have been said many times in prison. It can be said that it is because they went to prison that they can calm down and discuss practical things. At that time, their hearts were quiet, their gods were alive, they absorbed Ye Bei's words like sponges, allowing them to see the future. Now they are eager to try, but they also know that the situation outside is very bad now. They not only have to endure hardships, but also protect themselves.

"I don't understand, but you are scholars, you must have your own ideas. It's better to do this. I'll give you a song to see you off." Amin prefers to use music instead of words and uses music to convey feelings.

Ye Bei is now full of artistic cells and is actually a little eager to try it out, but the piano cannot be carried with him, so he can only listen.

Ah Ming had to take the erhu with him wherever he went. This erhu was his treasure. After sitting down, the melodious song soon left the erhu string. It looked at the grassland under the sunset and bid farewell to relatives and friends. The music moved time.

Even if Zhao Hu was fascinated by this, this was Amin's strength. Although his eyes couldn't see it, his heart clearly felt every note corresponding to all things in the world. Combining them together would make a beautiful tune.

The song is full of twists and turns, with farewell, worries, and comfort. I hope these young people can be safe all the way.

At the end of the song, everyone applauded, only to think it sounds good.

"Every time I listen to your performance, I have an urge to play with you." Ye Bei's finger was eager to try, but he couldn't explain it. He could only say that Amin's music is really art and can inspire others.

Amin smiled and said, "I am also looking forward to playing with the director again." After staying in the Broadcasting Bureau for a while, his personality became much cheerful and he would no longer call out, because the Broadcasting Bureau had no master but only colleagues.

After making enough psychological preparations, these people finally set off. Ye Bei sent them out of the city, hoping that they could conduct a good investigation and be meticulous and in-depth.

In Russell's suit shop, the old tailor Russell, who was excellent in crafting a new suit, was working on a new suit. At this time, the Baron pushed the door open. The old foreigner wearing reading glasses raised his head, as if he was dissatisfied with the Baron's recklessness, but he soon discovered the anxious expression on the Baron's face.

At this time, the Baron did not disguise, but showed his true face. He was a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a big nose, golden hair, deep eye sockets, looking at Smiley, but his blue pupils revealed from time to time.

Although the Baron is the head of Hall 16, he is unable to support himself and needs help. Old Russell is the foreign aid of Hall 16. He never participates in regular meetings, but he has the right to not lose to the Baron in Hall 16. He will hide in secret to provide assistance.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Russell did not put down his work and drew lines on chalk fabric.

"Didn't someone break into the library of forbidden books underground in the cathedral some time ago? Today I found the fallen nun. I have a bold idea." The Baron said: "If it goes well, I can have the Lion God faced to perform miracles."

"Do you want the Son of Fallen?" Old Russell said in an experienced manner. The Son of Fallen is a unified name. The general idea is a child outside the rules and should not be born. For example, nuns should not be pregnant, and the child in her belly is the Son of Fallen.

"Yes, the Son of Fallen is not tolerated by the Holy Lord. If I can sacrifice him, I will definitely summon the true god." The Baron has had this idea for more than a day, but recently he has finally investigated the identity and location of the nun's Fallen.

"I want you to find the person who stole "The Great Demons". How did you investigate?" But old Russell lacked interest, and he was even more worried about something uncontrollable about Kyushu. He could steal things from the cathedral, and it was a dangerous banned book, so this thief would definitely not be able to deal with.

"When I sacrifice to the Falled Son, I will ask from the mother of the Falled Son."

"You underestimate the cathedral too much. If the cathedral cannot be asked, you will not be able to ask." Old Russell said: "Give the mission, you will kidnap the mother of the fallen son and I will interrogate it myself." In his opinion, the baron is not reliable in his work, and he still needs to do it himself.

The Baron was stunned, but nodded: "Okay, I'll do it."

"You go, don't disturb my work." Old Russell still had to finish the clothes in his hand.

"OK!"

As soon as the Baron left, he saw the old Russell flying with scissors. He was originally a men's suit in his hand, but under his cutting, the clothes instantly changed, from a decent suit to a restraint suit, which was just enough to fit a pregnant woman. His skills were indeed superb, but his heart was extremely cruel. This restraint suit was a preparation for cruel interrogation.

Another Tuesday, the Baron issued a second order for a group event, and they were going to kidnap a person.

"Who?" The Poison King was curious: "Who is qualified to kidnap so many people in our Dark Council?"

"You should also know that someone has invaded the underground library of the cathedral by seducing the nun. The one we are going to kidnap now is the fallen nun." The Baron said: "I have investigated her identity and learned about her place of detention. Our mission is to kidnap her and live."

"Why?" Xinghe asked in confusion: "Is it necessary for a fallen nun to mobilize all his troops? And if we take action, it means we have to confront the Cathedral head-on. I don't think we are ready yet."

"The fallen nun is a person who goes against the faith of the Holy Lord. The child in her belly is the fallen son. It is the favorite of the true God and the excellent sacrifice." The Baron said: "And there are not many knights in the place where she is detained. The reason why she acted together was to ensure that everything was foolproof, not to confront the cathedral head-on."

This is fine.

Ye Bei, who was standing by, listened to the fact that the Cathedral and the Dark Council were not good things. It would be a good thing if both sides could beat you and die. Unfortunately, the Dark Council was very cautious and even if they tied up a pregnant woman, they had to go out. It can be seen that this organization is not easy to deal with.
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