pier.
"Woo~"
The sea breeze became even more severe.
Jiang Xiaoguang, a dock employee, couldn't help but curse: "The wind is so cold!"
Cheng Han agreed: "It is indeed much colder here than the Xiaoling Realm."
Every small spirit realm in Xufeng Realm naturally has a wind-resistant barrier. Except for the change of seasons, there are not many windy weather.
But in winter in Youmiaojie, strong winds blow from the sea every day.
In addition, due to the laws of the water system, the air is far more humid than that of the Xufeng Realm, so it seems particularly cold.
Cheng Han turned his head and looked at the dock lounge, and said kindly: "The driftwood boat is coming soon. Go to the lounge to inform the steward, and by the way, warm up by the fire."
Jiang Xiaoguang was a little embarrassed: "It's not good to leave you here alone."
Cheng Han shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay! I have practiced Nine Yuan Martial Arts, and this little wind is nothing."
Jiang Xiaoguang couldn't bear it anymore and didn't refuse anymore: "Okay!"
He rubbed his hands vigorously and walked quickly to the lounge.
"Woo~"
Another bit of cold wind swept through.
Many snow needles were shot by the wind.
Cheng Han suddenly stretched out two fingers and accurately grasped a thick ice needle.
this moment.
The ice needle was only less than a palm away from his right eyeball. If the ice needle was not clamped, it would definitely hit the eyeball.
Although it won't hurt the eyeballs, stinging is inevitable.
Cheng Han quickly shouted: "By the way, the snow is getting a bit heavy now. By the way, let me inform the stewards and ask them to wear goggles."
"Okay...ok!"
Jiang Xiaoguang's reply seemed a bit intermittent in the cold wind.
Cheng Han looked at the driftwood boat again and muttered vaguely: "What a coincidence."
In front of him.
A bright halo revealed a celestial diagram of stars, which was a powerful deduction mode of level 10 omniscient eye.
The core of the star celestial evolution diagram, or the source of the deduction, is a snake-shaped cursor.
Astonishingly, it was the clone of the snake god hidden in this war zone.
This cursor diffracted more than two thousand densely packed light filaments, each of which was connected to a bright red dot.
Each little red dot represents the target controlled by the clone, which is the so-called mole.
And one of the moles, by chance, was riding on this driftwood boat and was approaching the dock.
Under normal circumstances.
The way to use the Xingchen Tianyan Diagram is to first screen out the insiders from ordinary people, and then find the mastermind based on the correlation.
This time it was the other way around.
Right now:
First, the mastermind behind the scenes was identified, and then the mole was deduced.
One sentence.
This is a rare "reverse deduction".
The corners of Cheng Han's mouth curved up: "It is certainly a headache to have so many moles, but if you think more broadly, the moles may not be unable to take advantage of them."
The so-called "exploitation", to put it bluntly, is to use the mouth of the insider to convey some false information, thereby misleading Ms. Snake's judgment.
The best thing is that this is information actively collected by the insider, so the possibility of Ms. Snake becoming suspicious is quite low.
Anyway.
Cheng Han characterized this fight with Ms. Snake as a spy war.
certainly.
It's very difficult to play like this.
That is to say, Cheng Han has an omniscient eye, can accurately target the inner ghost, and also masters the secret puppet method, so he is able to play spy wars with the gods.
ten minutes later.
"Buzz~"
The sound of the engine gradually decreased and finally stopped.
The driftwood boat slowly docked at the dock.
Like a hard-working employee, Cheng Han held up a loudspeaker in his right hand and shouted loudly:
"The snow is falling heavily now. Passengers please be careful to protect your eyes after leaving the cabin.
"Please line up and pass the trestle in an orderly manner, without crowding or pushing..."
soon.
A tall, thin man walked down slowly.
This man was wrapped up tightly, and the brim of his hat was pushed down quite low. Only half of his face was exposed, and even his eyes could not be seen.
Cheng Han's eyes flickered, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Because this guy is the mole.
A halo of light flashed out, showing various information about this person.
Cheng Han understood immediately: "As a small manager at the War Eagle Parts Factory, Ms. Snake has a good eye for picking out moles."
This kind of small steward's position is not high and looks inconspicuous.
However, the position of the little steward is very critical, and the information he has access to is also very important.
As an example.
If the Dongli War Zone is about to launch a war, each war zone will inevitably be ordered to increase the production of war eagles and prepare for the war in advance.
So.
Ms. Snake can use this information to deduce that the Wanhao tribe plans to launch an offensive.
Cheng Han's thoughts were swirling in his mind, and his right hand moved slightly and undetectably: "I'll teach you a lesson!"
According to the deduction results.
The young steward had long since become a blind believer in the snake god and secretly caused a lot of trouble in the factory.
The next second.
Something interesting happened.
The steward had just stepped off the trestle when his right foot suddenly slipped.
"Ouch!"
The guy screamed in surprise and immediately performed a 180-degree split.
"Ah~"
The screams immediately turned into screams.
A passenger following behind was caught off guard and stepped on the mole's right hand.
"Ah~ah~"
The screams became louder.
"call out!"
In the midst of chaos.
Before the steward could stand up, he was squeezed again and his body fell to the side.
"when!"
Just heard a muffled sound.
This guy's head hit the railing next to him and he fainted.
Jiang Xiaoguang quickly blew his whistle and rushed forward to maintain order.
Cheng Han stood there without moving, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved.
Not long after.
The steward was sent away.
Order was restored.
Cheng Han's heart moved again.
The stars appeared all over the sky.
One of the stars, with a graceful figure in its center, leaped in front of it.
This is the star that represents the female mystic master Lan Jiayao.
Cheng Han stared at the stars and whispered in his heart: "In the name of the General Governor's Palace, immediately issue an order to Cuiyun War Zone!"
He recited a long paragraph silently and moved his right hand again.
A point of light invisible to others flashed in the sky and hit the stars in the blink of an eye.
This is exactly - the star communication method.
After a while.
Cheng Han heard a pleasant female voice: "Understood, General Commander!"
This also means that the spy war plan has begun.
A moment.
The stars disappeared.
The steward walked over quickly and greeted Cheng Han: "Xiao Sun, you have worked hard today. Go to the lounge to warm yourself by the fire."
Other staff members chimed in.
"yes!"
"You've been at the dock for two hours, it's time to take a rest."
Cheng Han shook his head again: "It doesn't matter! I don't feel cold at all."
He was busy engaging in espionage and digging holes for the snake god's clone. How could he have time to go to the lounge and chat with his colleagues?
The steward was dubious: "Really or not? It's not wise to resist..."
The words are not finished yet.
Then it stopped abruptly.
I saw Cheng Han put on a posture, said softly, and a flow of air suddenly surged around him.
The steward was surprised.
This guy clearly felt that the air coming from his face was actually very hot.
Cheng Han smiled slightly: "I have practiced the Nine Yuan Martial Arts Holding Fire Style better. I just discovered that practicing in the cold seems to have good results."
The implication is - I stay here to practice.
The manager didn't force himself anymore and gave a thumbs up decisively: "Xiao Sun, when this month is over, I will apply to my superiors for a salary increase."
As soon as this statement came out.
A group of employees suddenly looked envious.
But no one spoke out against it.
Everyone knows that this is the reward "Xiao Sun" deserves.
Cheng Han's mouth twitched and he quickly thanked: "Thank you, steward."
He understood that the manager was interested in his potential, so he deliberately used this to show his favor.
He murmured in his heart: "My great general, do I need such a small increase in salary?"
