I have to say that Anderson's intelligence network is very open.

He has the ability to get the relevant information from not only Mirtri, but also the entire Southern Jitland State, and even the entire Nordic Republic.

Seeing the blurry photos of the fat man passing by the screen of the computer, Moser's expression gradually became solemn.

Since the government blocked the relevant information about the mutant beasts, Mosse, besides fighting with them personally or witnessing them, the only way to understand the whereabouts of these mutant beasts is to rely on Anderson, except for the PDA information he obtained before.

The information on the PDA seemed to be integrated from various countries. Some of the information was not even available for translation, and the text of the intelligence provider was kept intact.

Among them are reports from the North American Federation, relevant information provided by the Republic of East Asia, and several cases of the Continental Union next door.

However, at that time, everyone had only initial contact with mutant beasts, and the information they obtained was relatively limited. They could only have a rough idea of ​​the types and basic characteristics of mutant beasts.

Due to strict blockades by various governments, Anderson was unable to find out what happened, but every time the secret service department dispatched a large scale, he could not escape his surveillance.

"etc!"

When Moser saw a familiar scene, he hurriedly stopped. He snatched the mouse from Anderson's hand and stroked the photo forward.

What appeared in front of him was a blurry photo, but Moser dared to use his butt to ensure that the man in black robe who was photographed was definitely him.

“…Anderson, where did this photo come from?”

Although Moser was confused, he did not feel too anxious.

Before every trip, he would plan his route in advance and try to avoid surveillance cameras everywhere.

Although some sections of the road will inevitably be photographed, the small town Miltre is not the capital Oslo, after all, and it is basically impossible to monitor the whole city.

In this photo, Moser stood motionlessly on the high floor of the building. Although he couldn't see clearly due to the night and distance, it was enough to arouse his alertness.

"Ah...you said this."

After eating the puffed food, Anderson threw the packaging bag into the garbage basket next to him, and at the same time drank the remaining fatty water in one sip.

"This is a picture taken by a military enthusiast's drone. He seemed to want to know who this person was hiding his head and tail. Unfortunately, before the drone could get close, the other party took the lead and left."

“By the way.”

Anderson seemed to remember something, took back the mouse and operated it a few times, and called up a bunch of photos from the folder he saved.

"This man in black has been witnessed. More than a week ago, I had blacked out information from the Mirtri Police Department. It is said that the headquarters of the Secret Service Department in Oslo asked them to help investigate the person."

The photo opened by the fat man made Mose slightly raise his eyebrows. This was the scene of his first night hunting trip. At that time, he was not very skilled in evasive surveillance, and he was more or less photographed on the sides and back.

Fortunately, because the hood covers the surface, most surveillance cameras installed at high places did not capture his face.

‘Isn’t it just an investigation to kill me?’

When Moser learned of the Republican government's attitude towards the man in black robe, he felt a little relieved, at least he did not treat the mutant beast as well.

"Who is this guy?"

Anderson stared at the mysterious man in the black robe covering his body in the photo.

"Many of my social groups are speculating on the identity of this person. Some say that he solved the beast in the branch of the secret service department, and some say that this person is just a cosplay enthusiast."

After hearing the fat man's explanation, Mosse sat back with relief, "Who knows, maybe he was just a passerby who happened to be passing by."

"Um?"

Anderson, who was originally confused, turned his head to look at Moser, and then carefully looked at the mysterious man on the screen.

"Adding carefully, this person's body shape is a bit similar to that of Mosse."

Moser spread his hands unconsciously and said, "My body size is very common in the Nordic Republic? It's just a little thinner than others."

“Talk about thinness.”

Anderson didn't care about this, but instead pinched Moser's forearm thoughtfully. "I don't think so often... Have you grown fat recently?"

Moser's family knows his family affairs. Since absorbing magic, his originally thin body shape is gradually returning to normal.

Although I don’t know why the principle is, and the omniscient system has always kept silent about it, Moser has begun to have some doubts about his life experience.

‘Am I not a human?’

The fat man looked at Moser's body shape gradually became evenly symmetrical. "It seems that our fat and thin combination is about to fall apart. You actually returned to your normal body shape quietly with me on your back!"

Moser smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "That's just a joke called out by adults by boredom. You won't take it seriously, right?"

"I have indeed started to grow fat recently, and I don't know the specific reason. Maybe it's because I have reached a certain age and my height has stopped growing before I start to develop horizontally."

“Ha~”

Anderson yawned tiredly, opened his mouth wide and tried to absorb more oxygen to relieve brain fatigue, but the effect was obviously not ideal.

"No... I'm really going to sleep. That girl Lina has something to do with you, so you can go first."

"OK."

Moser stood up from the chair, "You have a good rest, I'll go see if Lina has something to come to me."

...

After saying goodbye to Andrew and Samantha, Messer strolled down the Rivers street and gradually walked north.

Along the way, he greeted the neighbors and neighbors around him enthusiastically, and everyone responded in a friendly manner.

"Um?"

Just as Moser walked to Lina's house, he suddenly felt his eyes focus on him, as if someone was staring at him.

Turning his head toward Dongcheng Avenue, Moser narrowed his eyes slightly.

Two young men who seemed to pass by retracted their gaze from him and soon walked along Dongcheng Avenue toward the port area, talking and laughing.

"Someone is monitoring it? I asked myself that there is no place to show my flaws."

Standing in front of Wendell's door and thinking for several minutes, it was not until Lina, who was beside the windowsill on the second floor, called out and brought Moser back to his senses.

"Moser! Why are you standing outside the door stupidly? Come in quickly, I have important things to ask you for help!"

After shouting this, Lina turned around and returned to the room. Soon, a smile came from the second floor, as if there were other people in her room.

‘There are outsiders?’

Moser noticed that Lina was still wearing an exquisite Gothic dress. He remembered that this girl would take off her school uniform and change into her home clothes when she returned home.

After actively opening the door, Wendell and his wife greeted each other enthusiastically, Moser smiled and communicated with the two elders.

"Moser, go straight upstairs. The girl Lina brought a classmate back. I heard that the guest was asking you for something."

"Customers are looking for me?"

Mr. Wendell's words made Messer stunned.

‘Is it possible… the surveillance officer at the door just now brought it to this guest?’
Chapter completed!