The beginning of the ad district is not very calm.

After the big no longer so ferociously culled the human race, the 20th arrondissement came to a species called a foodie.

It is said that this kind of kind opened a restaurant to entertain customers, and in this restaurant specially slaughtered human beings for food, according to the preferences of the species, to provide different human deaths to please the species, as if every once in a while, will come to the 20th district to catch humans.

G will be a foodie's dangerous level positioning, is also a more difficult person.

In fact, not only the foodie, but also a group of people have lurked into the 20th district, but this group of people acted low-key, not noticed, this group belongs to, is the previous G just in Jason's mouth to obtain intelligence, the 11th district of the bronze tree organization.

Ad District antique coffee shop.

The eight gods sat in the coffee shop to write a report.

Under normal circumstances, the report is written at the headquarters of G, but these Japanese words really make the eight gods have some headaches, especially written out, and the correct Chinese characters, the eight gods, the two, are not well written, not to mention the Japanese characters of these ghosts.

Such a person as Wu Xu is not handsome, looking like a strange uncle's appearance, writing a report is also perfunctory, but the handwriting of the people is good.

Yamen steel Taro is not to mention, as a high-quality graduate, he wrote this report, the ocean sprinkled is n paper, and the handwriting on the end is correct, just like him.

There is also a second-class search officer called Takizawa Political Road, who wrote a thick stack of paper directly, and the eight gods Tai Er really suspected that such people did not leave the office all day long, did not go to the front line to search for seeds, where so many feelings came from.

Compared to others, the eight gods feel that the Japanese in one hand can not be taken, too ugly, it can be said that RB casually came to a primary school student to write words is more fair than the eight gods.

The eight gods thought about using the computer to type, but when the keyboard was in the hand, suddenly did not know what to do, and the Japanese romanization and other things made the eight gods feel that the keyboard was strange.

Think about the previous few worlds, "schooldays", all day busy playing Ito, love, prepare for the college festival, "another" world, all day is warping class, warping class, and then looking for the dead, the exam is mostly handed over the white paper.Not to mention the "school inspiration", cutting, killing and killing...

The eight gods put their heads on the other side, and looked at the white paper in front of them, and the pen in his hand poked the table from time to time, and put a cup of coffee there, not drinking at all.

“I have a headache to see RB!”

Suddenly, a Chinese word rang in the cafe, and directly spoke the voice of the eight gods and two hearts.

The eight gods looked back and saw a white-haired middle-aged man sitting in another corner, waving his hand tossed Gaoquan's "Black Goat Egg" aside, holding his head, and saying such a Chinese sentence.

The eight gods are very excited, this is simply the country voice, there is a wooden, how long has it been since I heard Chinese?

Pick up one side of the file report, the eight gods two sit directly opposite this person.

To tell the truth, in middle age to become white hair, this kind of thing is also common in the sun, after all, there is a horse will also be a white hair, it is said to be blue hair, and then after the age of 20, it becomes white hair.

“Brother, do you speak Chinese?”

The eight gods greeted the man in Chinese.

Because the eight gods and two people sit in this cafe, most of the guests in the cafe quietly retreated, and now there is a table in the cafe, there is a table of guests in the doorway, and the eight gods sitting at the window before, and the middle-life people sitting in the corner.

The middle-life squinted at the eight gods and two, and then replied in Chinese: “It’s good.”I am a Chinese."

Maybe it is because I have been coming to RB for a while, so there is something in Chinese.

“I am also Chinese!”

The eight gods patted the chest of the two throes, it is simply too excited to have wood, in this place of RB suddenly saw the Chinese, although it is not a face of the Chinese, but gave the eight gods a feeling of seeing the fellow.

“Really?”

The middle-age man was also a little surprised, and then looked up and down the eight gods at two, and asked.

The eight gods nod their heads.

They are all Chinese.On this condition, let the two foreigners quickly get acquainted, and then the eight gods know the identity of this person, the name of the RB is called how many, the Chinese name does not want to say, said is not very good, so do not declare the mouth, come here mainly to do business.

The members of the family were all killed by the species, and it was also considered to have fled to RB.

The eight gods also introduced themselves to him, and now G's first-class search officer.It is mainly responsible for the search of this side of the 20th district, and many of them live in District 11.

“How did you live in District 11?”

The eight gods said with some concern: "It was relatively stable over there before, but since the beginning of the great epidemic, the seeds there have been more restless, and I have been preparing to mobilize to that side in the recent period, and I have been preparing to mobilize to the other side, and to kill a few more species that are wrong, and bring some stability to the people there."

The eight gods said that the real intention of the heart, he is indeed planning to apply for the recent transfer to the other side, in the 11th district more opportunities, promotion can be faster.

"I think it's better to live in District 11."

Doo Liang said: "In fact, in Tokyo, some places look more chaotic, but there are good, that is, some areas, look relatively stable, but this place is more troublesome."But moving this sort of thing to District 11 is not better to go lately.”

"The sort of stuff over there seems to have been a lot of fun lately, and it's likely that something big is going to break out, and I just feel that something's wrong over there, and I'm running to this side."

G had received intelligence information before, according to the division of the species, knowing that the species had begun to gather together, and then in Jason's mouth, knowing that the organization was called the bronze tree, but before more information was knocked out, Jason chose to commit suicide.

For this information, it has been raised at the monthly meeting of G, just to not cause people to panic, so this information is top secret.

I just didn't expect that there was a sharp sense of something wrong there, and then got out of it.That’s his way of life here.

At this time, of course, the eight gods do not know, this person in front of him is the senior cadre of the bronze tree, and even the ruler of the bronze tree, who holds the big and small affairs, and the seeds from China are many.

For the situation in District 11, it can be said that many of them are more clear than G, and just recently, the bronze tree is organizing an attack against G, although after knowing the identity of the eight gods, we know that the eight gods and two killed Jason this kind of thing.But he did not want to let him go to the 11th district, although with his strength, may be in the upcoming battle to protect themselves, but certainly can not face the bronze tree.

It’s about people who are interested and don’t want him to die early.

Mist Island Dong Xiang held the coffee in front of the two people for the two people to renew the cup, and then glanced at the eight gods and two, holding the teapot and went to the side.

It is really rare for G's search officer to be able to talk to such a kind.

"It's better to do the job at hand than District 11."

The eight gods waved the paper in his hand and smiled bitterly and said, "No one can get the handwriting, it really feels impossible to hand it over."

How much to take the paper, pull the pull seriously look up.It doesn't matter if the eight gods are two, let him watch it at will, anyway, the summary written is some nonsense, in general, the overall situation in the 20th district is good, and the people's life is stable.

“Your RB book... I don’t understand.”I thought that the words of RB were difficult to understand, but your words completely made me understand...”

Dora Liang commented on the calligraphy of the Eight Gods: "I think you can find a student to write these things for you, at least compared to your handwriting can see through the eyes, after you hand it over, it may be more difficult to get promoted after the road..."

Although g is mainly to see the record, but the comprehensive culture of these things is also indispensable, in some promotion assessment, often have test papers such evil things appear, unless it is a very dazzling credit, in order to let people ignore this kind of thing.

However, after this thing of the Eight Gods II is handed over, G will definitely pay special attention to the cultural literacy of the eight gods and the two...

After the two people had a conversation, he first said goodbye and said that he was in contact with the rental room on this side, ready to live here for a while, until the 11th district was settled, and then moved.

The eight gods put the pen on the lower jaw, the sun sprinkled in the bright glass on the floor-to-ceiling window, in the mirroring of the glass, the eight gods Taiji saw the busy misty island Dong Xiang on the side.

“Who is that?Just you . . .

The eight gods pointed to Dong Xiang of Mist Island and said, "Come here."

Mist Island Dong Xiang heard the words, put down the coffee in his hand, and came over.

"Help me copy this thing, 3000 yen."

3000 yen equivalent to RMB, is two hundred dollars, this money for the students is not a little, misty island Dong Xiang really a little moved, if there is this money, you can buy some gifts for her friends.This is a report of G.

Mist Island Dong Xiang also wants to know what is written on it.

Gently picked up the report above, Mist Island Dong Xiang was confused, stared at the big eyes and eyes again and again, and then put the manuscript on the table, very sincere said: "Looking very tired..."