"Both of us have taken off our armor." Duga and Erte also waved their hands.

"I'll go and see where the patrol route is."

Before Garris asked Alison, she answered.

"There are patrols in the central area. You can go to Grand Manche and walk through the entire neighborhood before dawn."

Garris looked at Alison and said, "Come with me to get the patrol light. Keep it on so that when someone asks for help at night, they can see you."

Alison nodded and left the dormitory with Garris. After they left, the three Dinnes looked at each other.

"If the church can recommend him to be the person in charge of the fifth district, there should be no problem with night patrol, right?" Dinnes asked.

"If you can't even do night patrol, why are you still doing the investigation bureau?" Dujia said.

"Get some rest, lock the door, and don't open it if you knock on the door for anything at night," Erte said.

Alison and Garris came to the logistics office and went to the night patrol team of the equipment department. They saw that the place was already full of people receiving night patrol tools. When they saw Alison, they all looked at her curiously.

"Old Simba was transferred from above because he was inspecting you, right?" The team member responsible for distributing equipment looked at Garris and Allison, "You are really awesome. Old Simba has done three jobs here.

Ten years of censorship.”

"Is there any reward for digging out such an old thief?" Alison asked after hearing this.

"Who are you calling an old thief?" The team leader who distributed the equipment became angry when he heard this. He picked up a stick and was about to hit Alison. However, the next second he was stopped by the director of the Security Bureau who suddenly appeared.

"Director Gordon?" The equipment team leader was stunned.

"I'm no longer the director. I'm now an investigator in the central district. Get me a set of night patrol equipment." Gordon said expressionlessly.

"You have been dismissed?" the team leader asked in shock.

"Yes, I did something wrong and I must give an explanation. The reason why I didn't go to jail is because of my hard work and hard work over the years." Gordon said.

"But you obviously didn't do anything." The team leader said unfairly, and then looked at Garris with an angry look on his face.

"Having that thought is a sin. It's no one else's fault." Gordon shook his head, "I haven't used the equipment for a long time, so I have to become proficient in it."

The team leader handed a set of equipment to Gordon and asked carefully, "What about my old leader?"

"Dedicated." Gordon looked at the team leader and said, "He does have a problem."

After Gordon finished speaking, he left there, leaving Gordon with a stunned look on his face. At this time, Garris walked over and knocked on the table, "The prosecutor wants to harm our team members. He deserves it. Hurry up and give my team members

Get the equipment, it's her first night patrol today, don't give me defective products."

Gordon was interrupted and felt sad. He glared at Garris, then took out a set of equipment from his feet and threw it over.

"Whatever defective or genuine products, these are all manufactured by the Machinery Center. If you have any questions, go to them!" Gordon roared.

"Hmph, with your temper, you'll just stay here watching Daku for the rest of your life!" Garris glanced at the team leader with disdain, then picked up the equipment box and patted Alison, "Let's go."

Chapter 12.2 Night patrol

Garris was carrying the equipment box and walking in front of him with steps that he didn't recognize. Alison followed cautiously. Everyone on the road scolded anyone they didn't like, showing off his power.

Alison secretly wonders: Is this an imperial bureaucracy?

They walked out of the logistics office. Garris handed the equipment box to Alison, and then warned, "Every investigator starts with night patrol. Don't be afraid. If you encounter someone who is invincible, you must call for backup."

, there is a flare in that box."

"Thank you, Director." Alison nodded after hearing this.

"Speaking of which, you are doing me a favor." Garris smiled at Alison, "Go ahead."

"Yeah." Alison nodded, carried the box and walked out. Behind him, Garris saw his smile gradually disappearing, and then turned around and walked back to the logistics office.

The street lights in the central area were very bright. Alison carried the box far away. When she was about to open the box to see if there was a map inside, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"do not move."

After hearing this, Alison raised her hand and slowly looked back. She saw a carriage not far away, and coming out was the former security chief Gordon.

"Are you going to kill someone and silence them?" Alison asked.

"No." Gordon walked up to Alison with a serious face, "The way you opened the box just now was wrong."

"Huh?" Alison looked at Gordon suspiciously and saw him pressing on her equipment box.

"These boxes are all coded, *57#. You may not know this when you first enter the investigation bureau. If you open the box without pressing these codes, you will be shot by poisonous arrows."

Gordon opened the box as he spoke, and then checked Alison's equipment. There were lanterns, first aid kits, flares, rope gloves, smoke bombs and other small items inside.

"Sure enough, your horse lantern leaked oil, the back plug of the flare was crushed, the rope was rubbed, and everything else was damaged."

Gordon looked up at Alison and said, "Remember, don't offend the people in the logistics department."

"I am Wuwu Disaster." Alison looked at him and said, "Just like you wanted to kill us before."

"He did it for favoritism, I did it for the empire." Gordon shook his head slightly, walked to his carriage, took off his lantern and handed it to Alison, and then handed the first aid kit and flare to Alison.

"You can use it by unscrewing the edge and pushing it up into the sky." Gordon said, pointing to the box, "If I hadn't warned you just now, you would have been shot to death by the equipment box. Now we are clear on both sides."

"Do you consider this private compensation?" Alison asked.

"It can be regarded as protecting talents for the empire. After all, it allows the censor to take risks to do such things. You or one of you must be very useful."

Gordon said and looked at Alison, "Don't die, those first aid kits and flares are very expensive on the black market."

"Don't worry, you said so, I am determined to be worthy of this." Alison said with raised eyebrows.

Gordon left, and Alison also planned to go to Grand Manche. She summoned a small train, and suddenly a large area of ​​light flashed around her. However, as fog formed around the small train, the light suddenly disappeared.

"Has it been detected?" Alison was slightly startled. She carried the broken box and quickly jumped into the small train. She then closed the door and overturned the train, and disappeared in the next second.

In about thirty seconds, a group of investigators rushed here from all directions, investigated for a while and then dispersed.

Greater Manchester District, dark Manchester Avenue.

The thick fog dispersed quietly on the streets, and a green train drove through the void like a ghost and stopped behind Salford Cathedral.

Alison got off the train, raised her lantern and looked up and down the street, and found a figure squatting on a tombstone inside the church fence, holding a little black goat in her arms.

"Martha?" Alison asked.

Martha stood up on the tombstone upon hearing the sound, then jumped lightly and landed on the street.

"Your sheep."

Martha handed the sheep to Alison and took it back halfway. She looked at Alison's hand holding the box and the lantern and said, "Forget it, it's inconvenient for you."

The corner of Alison's mouth twitched when she heard this. She glanced at the little black goat who didn't resist, and then asked, "How have you been recently?"

"Very good, I work as an executioner in the Logistics Department of the Fourth Bureau." Martha said, "After I came back, they successfully removed my human weapons and dropped me to level five, and then they had to remove my mechanical heart.

Make me a rank four gunner."

"So you are now level four?" Alison asked.

"No, I took out the heart of a gunner on the spot and watched them treat it, but obviously they are only proficient in mechanics and not very good at medical treatment."

Martha said expressionlessly, "So I asked them what I would use as my heart when I was demoted to level four, and they said it later."

"Then I stuffed the gunner's heart into the mouth of the person who said this, and went to the Human Rights Protection Association to sue them. The final result was that I could not betray the empire or engage in combat."

"It's so tragic. They were originally going to recycle you, right?" Alison asked.

"Well, there is a nephew of a mechanical bishop who wants to advance to the heart of the machine, and this kind of thing was discontinued after two people of rank seven were seriously injured."

Martha said, "But he should have no reason to deal with me now. I solved his problem."

"The gunner whose heart was ripped out was his nephew?" Alison laughed.

Martha nodded, then looked at the city, stretched out her hand to touch Alison's eyebrows, "I think you need this."

Alison's eyebrows heated up as she was clicked, and the next second the street plan of the thirty districts in the imperial capital appeared in her mind.

[Knowledge information transfer, no need to block it]

A moment of dizziness passed by, and Alison recorded all the locations in an instant, as if she had lived in the imperial capital for many years. She took a step back, thanked Martha, and then waved her hand, and the seven supervisors were released by her.

came out.

In an instant, five inspectors including Emilio walking, the black and white pigeons, the devil-eyed lizard, the secret spy, and the fish night guard walked out from behind Alison, and countless clones appeared in an instant.

They drift and hide, flying high into the sky, climbing up high roofs and walls, hiding on street corners, or entering houses.

There was an aircraft floating next to Alison. When she looked at the screen, she saw densely packed red dots, including one spot where the entire area was red.

That's where the Viburnum Lunatic Asylum in the imperial capital is located.

"Oh my god, I feel like the empire is falling," Alison said.

"There is something resurrected underground. It's a tribe." Martha walked to Alison and looked at the screen and said, "As long as the explosion point is not here, I don't care about your business."

"Besides, the Snake Queen who invaded the empire should be hiding here, so you have to be careful." Martha said, "There are also people from the Fourth Bureau. Many people have been executed recently. I suspect that they have been infiltrated by some unknown organization.

"

"Isn't this kind of thing reported?" Alison asked.

"There are various interests involved, and the people above are not unaware of it. All we can do is be careful. If we report it, we will be targeted."
To be continued...