He glanced at the boxes stacked in the corner and showed no intention of observing them any further.

After all, this is already a bit too much.

I was supposed to just help with the arrangement, but I subconsciously started to observe and think about it, even touching on profiling.

If it were a quiet Sunday, I would probably have taken action.

After all, this old lady obviously has some stories that make her heart thick, and she hates being investigated. Considering the value of "Dark Sunday" and Qianming's stalking, she might actually have some ulterior secrets.

And what Kalife said...

Maybe?

Occasionally, he would make some specious and dangerous remarks, which made Omo feel that he was really worthy of being in the VR chat room.

But since I'm still in school and my water meter has been checked by the Two Realms Safety Bureau, there's no need to worry too much.

Let's leave it at that.

With this thought in mind, he walked out of the house and returned to the first floor.

Putting aside the broken thoughts and gains, he started to lock the door and get in the car, and call up the internal channel and work app of Penguin Logistics.

As a temporary worker, I am not rushing to add results to my work diary, but to build a good relationship first.

Penguin Logistics is the main company for time travellers, and people like Miss Texas and Miss Angel are undoubted time travellers.

Although he also has some information about them and their hometown in his mind, the information itself is quite incomplete, leaving aside the issue of reliability.

He really wanted to know more about otherworldly things, and he wanted to contact not only Penguin Logistics, but also Rhode Island Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd.

But that's still a bit far away.

First go to Penguin Logistics to report and get the basic equipment for the courier.

——Buzz!

Orders are taken and the engine hums.
Chapter completed!