"Dadada~" Neat black high-top boots stepped heavily in the mud, bringing the black mud high.

The Hope Island policeman in a black police uniform surrounded the golden goblin tavern.

The black and white blockade line quickly pulled up, and a trace of solemn aura surrounded the deserted pier.

The workers who were lazy sitting on the steps stood up one after another, looking at the excitement from a distance with curiosity.

"What's wrong with this?"

"The boss of the golden fairy sells slaves? Why is the black skin dog so in such a big formation?"

"I don't know, but looking at this, his guilt cannot be reduced. I guess his body is probably hanging on the dock for public display. Since the director has changed, this situation has been much less."

Soon, the workers saw some people working at the Golden Goblins being suppressed by the police.

Their heads were covered very tightly, not only were their hands handcuffs, but their feet were also locked. Their bodies were shaking violently, as if they had seen something extremely scared.

When everyone was pressed into the car, "Touch!" the white seal directly covered the golden fairy's door.

"Cheers! We did a good job this time!" In the special cafeteria in the bureau, several wine glasses filled with brown beer collided together.

Dipp raised his neck and drank it down, and smashed the cup heavily on the table. "Good!!"

While eating the rich and exquisite food, he laughed and scolded with his subordinates.

Since the source of the brain-eating ghost has been found, the source has been eliminated, and all the people with bugs on them have been found. The rest of the matter is the matter of other policemen.

It’s just some bugs, and people from other places are easy to deal with. If they really don’t work, they will borrow people from the navy. Anyway, there is no need to worry about this kind of thing now.

The mission of the three places is to investigate abnormalities. Any abnormalities on Hope Island, whether it is the cult sacrifice relics and devouring the Lord, they only need to find the problem and solve the problem quickly.

The team members were still talking about what happened today.

"My God, have you seen it? The bug is so long. I saw seven or eight sticks sticking out from under a woman's skirt!!"

"I am in my forties and have never seen such things before. I don't know where these bugs with macaroni are from. I don't feel like they are from the North Sea, they must be from the South Sea. I heard that there are the most disgusting things in that place." The fastest update is::/

Alya just brought the macaroni with tomato sauce to her mouth, and when she heard this, she immediately put the food in her hand down.

"Why do you do when you say such a disgusting thing when you are eating? Put your feet off the table for me!!"

An arm with fish scales hit her shoulder, and Dipp's flamboyant voice came from the side.

"Alia, don't be so fierce. Everyone has finally solved such a big thing. Now we can relax as much as we should."

Alia turned her head and looked at the fishman who was eating meatballs next to her, "Boss, when will your position as the director be restored?"

"Recover? Why do we need to restore? James is not much more stable than me in his work. Don't think about those troublesome things." Dipp looked indifferent.

Alia didn't think so. "This position is obviously yours. Before, you sent the information to us, so we can react so well to resist the attacks of the deep dives in time. As a result, you have no rewards until now, which is somewhat unfair."

The fins on Dipp's head quickly rose and fell, "Forget it, I'm staying in three places now, and someone is talking about it. Going back to being the chief will cause a lot of trouble for the captain."

"What does this matter? The entire Hope Island belongs to the Governor. As long as he opens his mouth, who dares to object."

"It's really okay. Actually, I was the director before, and I was forced to put it on the shelves by the captain. I've been impatient for three years after being bumpy and bumpy. It's still interesting at sea."

Seeing that Dipp had no intention of fighting, Alia sighed helplessly and continued to eat her macaroni.

"You have thought too much about the Governor, but the Governor may not have thought so much about you."

"I don't need him to think about it. I just hope he can bring me with me when he goes out to sea. The Narwhal is my home, and the captain's goal is my goal." Dipp raised the wine glass in his hand and poured another beer.

Alia put down the fork in her hand, took out a cigarette and lit it in her mouth. She shook the handle of the match in her hand and threw it on the ground.

"Boss, I didn't want to ask this, but I just don't understand why you must treat him like this. You should live for yourself. You are not his shadow."

"But if the captain hadn't saved me, I might have starved to death in some gutter now."

"You took so many risks with him, and the favor he saved you will have been paid back long ago."

"Okay, stop talking, this one ends here." Dipp flipped one hand and three dice appeared in front of him, and the expression on his face instantly became excited.

"Guys, it's boring to drink too much! Who will be with me to bet on it?"

Everyone suddenly applauded, and the atmosphere that had just been suppressed by Alia suddenly rose.

That night, except for some people on duty, everyone else was drunk.

The drunken Dipp was helped by Alia to get out of the car and stumbled towards an exquisite two-story villa.

As soon as he opened the door, the extremely messy hall appeared in front of Alia.

All kinds of things in the hall that should not appear,

It was placed in a crooked manner, including a box of scattered apples, a few books, a piano scattered to the ground, and a few rough paintings attached to the wall.

After a few seconds of curiousness, she raised her foot and stepped over the knotted window list in front of her and walked towards the bedroom room with Dipp.

With a "click", the bedroom door was pushed open, and Alia put the key in her hand back to Dipp's waist. Then she dragged him towards the bed.

"Open the big and small! I bet three glasses of rum, big!!" The fishman suddenly started talking nonsense.

He threw Dipp into the bed with force, and Alia sat on the side and gasped slightly.

Her eyes couldn't help but look around. The bedroom and the lobby were also very messy, and there were several books on the bedside table next to it.

"Isn't the boss illiterate? Why do he buy so many books for?"

Alia opened a book casually, but found that it was actually a textbook from Hope Island School, used to recognize words for children aged seven or eight.

Some simple parts have been drawn in a circle with a pen to indicate that the owner of the book has learned it.
Chapter completed!