"Did you see the person's face just now?" In a private house opposite the hotel, two guys stood behind the window through a small gap between the curtains, holding a telescope and looking at the window of Dulin's room opposite. They just saw a guy in a cloak entering the hotel, and Dulin, who had been smoking by the window, went to open the door. Then the two guys sat on the other side, unable to see the appearance of the person entering Dulin's room.

Ampu temporarily left the west because of something, but he left behind a suggestion on how to deal with the current situation in the west. His Excellency the Vice Chairman believes that it should be implemented according to Ampu's plan. Although the Security Council is a little unhappy with the MIIS, they can tell that work is work and emotions are emotions, and they cannot let their emotions interfere with their work.

The two were following Du Lin. They had been following Du Lin since the moment Du Lin left the hospital. They thought Du Lin would go to meet some big figures or some hidden places, but they didn't expect him to get on the steam locomotive directly. This made the two feel a bit serious. After reporting on the situation, they also got on the steam locomotive that Du Lin was riding, and a car behind Du Lin was tightly slapped Du Lin.

Until they came to this small town called Washu.

Another guy who was smoking shook his head, his expression a little solemn, "That guy's hood is too big, like the kind worn by missionaries when they gather, and he can't even see his chin. I think this guy is very suspicious. Dulin must be planning something. When he leaves later, I think we should focus on it and find out his identity information." He blew the ashes, "You go, or I go?"

The plainclothes soldier holding a telescope hesitated for a moment. It seemed very dangerous to follow Dulin. In some reports about Dulin they read, Dulin's threat level has reached the orange level, almost comparable to the dangerous level of those extremist organization leaders. The judgment of Dulin's threat level mainly considers the potential harm and impact he may cause to the empire. Dulin is definitely first-class in both aspects.

Whether he maintained a close relationship with the Navy or he killed Mayor Namilinders himself in anger and cleared his power, Dulin showed an aggression that was different from ordinary people. A psychologist has evaluated Dulin and said that he was like a wolf surrounded by a sense of danger all the time. He grinned his teeth and showed his fangs at all times to warn others not to approach him easily and not to hurt him easily.

but!

But as long as one thing or a person meets Dulin's requirements for his own "code of conduct" framework, he will become very safe again. Even if you tease him, he will not make surprising moves.

So Dulin looks very, very dangerous, but if you just keep an eye on him from a distance and don’t bother him, then Dulin is relatively safe.

Another person who deliberately hides his identity is different. Why does he hide his identity? It is nothing more than to prevent others from knowing who he is, who he meets here, and what he wants to do. Regardless of whether the aggression shown by this person in life is as obvious as Du Lin, as long as he tracks him, it will be dangerous. Tracking and stalking destroys the identity he wants to hide. Once he is discovered by the other party and cannot escape, he can only die on the spot, and there is no other option to choose.

After analyzing the nature of these two people in a very short period of time, the man pursed his lips and continued to turn his head and stare at the window of Dulin's room through the telescope. He whispered: "I'll stare at that mysterious man, and Dulin will leave it to you."

The smoking soldier smiled and shook his head, threw the almost-smoked butt on the ground, raised his toes and crushed it, "Forget it, I'll just go stare at that mysterious guy..." He knew that his companion would argue with him, so he said first: "Don't compete with me, Du Lin may go back soon. I heard that your wife is about to give birth, and you also want to see the moment when his child is born, right?" He reached out and pinched his companion's shoulders, "That's it."

On the first floor of the hotel opposite, Dufo sat on the sofa for guests to rest temporarily. He gnawed on the apple while looking at the newspaper in his hand. At this time, a boy with a baseball cap who looked only in his teens ran over. The boy had a Guarte face and characteristics, and there were also a large number of Guartes in the west. In order to avoid these Guartes who had enslaved the Ogdings for hundreds of years and almost won the final war, they adopted many policies.

For example, the Guarte royal family was killed cleanly, the temples of all the gods were burned, all the Guarte books about the royal family and temples were destroyed, and they were dispersed and sent to all parts of the empire. In the Civil War, a large number of adult men from Guartes and other ethnic minorities were requisitioned to participate in the war, directly breaking the backbone of most defeated nations.

This method works very well, psychologically, spiritually, and physically destroying the pride, belief and culture of the Guartes in all aspects. They did it, although it was despicable.

So there are also a large number of Guartes in the west. This child is a Guarte ethnic group. There are about 500 Guarte families in this small town, with a total of more than 3,700 people.

The little boy looked at Dufo with some timidity. The timidity in his heart disappeared a lot. Such a beautiful person must not be a bad person. He plucked up the courage to walk to Dufo and whispered: "Big sister..."

Dufo stretched out his index finger and made a shut up gesture, "It's brother!"

"Gods, are you brother?" The little boy looked frightened. He could not believe that his eyes had deceived him. It took him a while to come back to his senses and remember what he was doing here. He looked at the first floor of the hotel. There was no one else except the boss sitting at the counter and watching the TV. He came to Dufo, lowered his voice, and his heart was beating. This feeling made him feel that he was completing a solemn and sacred mission. "After you came, two fashionable guys came into the town. I wonder if it was the one who made us pay attention to?"

After Dulin came to this town, he had a day left before Amon came. He wandered around here and met the leader of the Guartes. In fact, it was better to say that he was a leader than a person who was a little rich and willing to bear a certain sense of racial responsibility. All the "branch presidents" and "agents" selected by Dulin had this, and were willing to assume more responsibilities that did not belong to him, were willing to help other tribes seriously and voluntarily, and were willing to tear up the so-called peace and false justice when necessary, and to get back what belonged to his tribesmen in a relatively less civilized way.

There is also such a person here. Dulin told him about something outside. He thought that people here did not know him, but what he didn't expect was that many people soon appeared around him, greeted him enthusiastically, and took pride in shaking hands with Dulin.

Although the Yaoxing Royal Family broke the backbone of the Guartes and sent these people to all parts of the empire, they continued to fight the affection and exchanges between the Guartes, as well as their love for the former kings, gods, and family. Many Guartes had letters to their relatives sent to other places, and they would tell them about what happened to them in their letters, and the most widely circulated name was Dulin.

Some people say that Dulin is the Messiah given to everyone by the gods, and he will inevitably lead everyone out of hell like the previous kings. This gives many Guartes living in the gray world a new hope. They believe that their compatriots will not deceive themselves, because they will get nothing. Under such circumstances, Dulin's reputation reached almost all Guartes at a speed that he himself had never imagined.

When they comforted the Guartes here, and Dulin told them that they would develop their careers to the entire west within one or two years, including the small town in the mountain stream, everyone was excited. They had been looking forward to the arrival of this day, and the excited middle-aged man almost burst into tears. He solemnly held Dulin's hand and kissed Dulin's index finger...

These children are a small eyeliner left by Du Lin.

He was sure that someone must be staring at him, so he needed to know who was staring at him, how many people were, and what purpose they had. This was not only targeting the surveillance from the official, but also from distrust of some people in the Liberal Front. He had to ensure his safety, and he also knew that there must be people in the Liberal Front that were beginning to be dissatisfied with him, so he let these children spread out on the road nearby. If he saw someone wearing fashionable clothes or didn't look like a good person, he would inform him and he would handle the next thing.

Dufo narrowed his eyes, and it seemed that there was not much change from the moment before. He kept laughing. He touched the child's head, took out a one-dollar denomination note from his pocket, stuffed it into the brim of the child's hat, "Tell me where they are."

The child pointed to the house opposite and said, "It's right there!"

Dufo patted the little boy's arm and encouraged him: "Well done, it's not safe here. You can go back first and tell your friends to keep staring at the streets."

The little boy did not leave immediately. His innocent eyes kept staring at Dufo, "Then will you tell the other brother that I told you all this?"

What he said was a little confused, but fortunately, the Buddha understood it. He nodded and smiled, "Yes!"

"Great!" The little boy turned around and jumped and ran away from the hotel.
Chapter completed!