My elf can't be this strong

Leaving the scene, team leader Wu Yan stopped Xiao Fang and asked him to accompany him to a place.

"Good guy, do you have to work overtime on the first day of work?" Fang Bo felt a slight toothache.

He also planned to take the time to go into the secret realm after returning home and continue to help the Vine Snake level up.

Now it seems that we can only let the little guy struggle on his own.

"My performance today was good." Sitting in the car, Wu Yan immediately took out his cigarette case. It was obvious that he had been suppressed earlier.

He waved his hand and politely declined the offer of cigarettes. Xiao Fang knew very well that he definitely didn't stop him alone to praise him.

The car moved forward slowly, as if heading to a certain destination. During the process, the captain told him a story.

"There was once a little boy who dreamed of becoming a gourmet in the future and making the elves' favorite food with his own hands."

"One day when he came home from school, the little boy found that the community was deserted and the air was filled with a pungent smell."

"Everyone died, including the grumpy aunt next door, the old man who played chess, and of course his parents."

"He ran out of the house crying. It was raining that day and the road was slippery. He fell down many times before he asked for help."

"It was only a long, long time later that he found out that the murderer was an evil trainer who practiced forbidden techniques."

The forbidden method refers to the dark cultivation method, which is not difficult for Fang Bo to understand.

But he didn't expect that the captain had such a tragic past.

"Later, was the evil trainer caught?" he asked.

"No." Wu Yan shook her head and threw away the gradually burning cigarette butt. "The little boy who grew up has been trying to hunt down, but unfortunately he has never been able to trace the enemy."

After hearing this, Fang Bo finally understood that for the little boy, any clues about the dark cultivation method could not be given up.

In this case, the murderer may be the original prisoner.

After a long silence, Fang Bo asked softly: "Captain, what do you need me to do?"

"We're almost there." About a few minutes later, the car stopped across the street from a nightclub.

"High-level cultivation methods usually require various items to be used together, and the dark cultivation method is particularly complicated."

"It is not easy to preserve organs and flesh and blood. For the sake of effectiveness, the cultivation arrangements must be completed as soon as possible."

"With perfect preparations in advance, the enemy must have been hiding. If there is something missing, the opponent will definitely appear here."

As he spoke, he pointed to the nightclub opposite, "Tomorrow night, there will be an underground auction there, and the list includes the necessary items that the enemy needs."

"That's it." Fang Bo nodded, but he still didn't understand his intention.

It's enough to just inform you about this kind of thing, why do you have to bring yourself to the scene.

Snapped!Lighting a cigarette again, Captain Wu Yan's face loomed in the smoke: "This nightclub is owned by the Aman family. We can't get in without an invitation."

Good guy, Daqing is waiting for me here.

Fang Bo finally understood the captain's idea. It turned out that he wanted to take advantage of his relationship with the Aman family.

For the Secret Service, new members must undergo detailed background checks.

The matter between him and Euphemia would definitely not be hidden from the cunning captain.

But, will this cause any bad consequences?

Perhaps seeing his concerns, the captain shook his head and sighed: "The Aman family has influence all over the federation. I can't shake it. Even if we lock the target, we must first confirm the other party's home base."

The implication is that there is no need to worry about the impact on the Oman family.

"I know." After thinking for a moment, Fang Bo took out his phone and sent a message to Euphemia.

[Fang Bo: Are you there? 】

I don’t know if the other party is paying attention to the phone, but in short, the reply message came in less than 20 seconds.

[Euphemia: I'm here, what's wrong, my great hero. 】

[Fang Bo: Haha, it’s nothing, I just want to ask you for two invitation letters. 】

Click!Xiao Fang took a photo of the nightclub.

Seeing this photo, you can understand what the other person means without saying anything.

As expected, Yuffie quickly gave him a positive reply.

[Eufemia: Small question, before the auction starts tomorrow, just come to me at the door. 】

[Fang Bo: Thank you, see you tomorrow. 】

[Eufemia: Well, see you tomorrow. 】

"Done?" Wu Yan had a mysterious smile on his face.

Seeing Xiao Fang nodding, he said with some emotion: "Look, why would you come to the Secret Service when you have such a good opportunity? If only I could just lie down."

Staring at him speechlessly, Xiao Fang wanted to ask, why shouldn't such words come out of your mouth?

But thinking about the little boy running in the rain, he just swallowed his words.

Ignoring the captain's emotion, Xiao Fang raised his phone, shook it and said, "We can just come to her directly tomorrow."

"Tsk, it's nice to be young."

"Hehehe."

After the operation was completed, Wu Yan drove him back to the school gate.

Before leaving, Fang Bo could not help but comfort him in a low voice: "Don't worry, I believe the little boy will definitely find his enemy."

Phew~ Slowly blowing out a smoke ring, the captain turned his head and stared at him with an unexplainable look: "I hope, I hope the director can give him a perfect ending."

"Director, director?" Xiao Fang was a little dumbfounded.

"Yes." Wu Yan asked with a smile but not a smile: "You haven't seen the movie that is very popular recently?"

"..." Fang Bo twitched the corners of his mouth and asked word for word: "The little boy you just mentioned is a plot in the movie?!"

"Otherwise?" Wu Yan looked at him like a fool, "Do you think I am that man?"

"Please, my parents are still alive, I have a lot of uncles and aunts, and I have a charming and lovely wife. How can I have such a miserable background?"

"Then why are you telling me this story?"

"Harm, wasn't I afraid that you had too many concerns and wanted to arouse your sense of justice? Now it seems that I wrongly blamed you."

Giving him an affirmative look, Wu Yan also threw in a good person card: "Fang Bo, you are a good person."

After saying that, he stepped on the accelerator and ran away before Xiao Fang exploded.

After standing dumbly at the school gate for a long time, Fang Bo returned to the villa like a zombie.

He felt that he would never love again.

In Aman Manor, Euphemia is trying on a dress in front of the mirror.

She didn't know why she was so excited when she received the news from that person.

It was still early, but she couldn't help but think about what color skirt she should wear and what style of bag she should wear.

"This one won't work, it's too gaudy."

"This one seems okay."