When he saw the familiar ceiling, Diff felt like he had finally survived.
Yesterday's experience of being bullied by other guards was like a nightmare.
In the chaos, he was beaten up, and finally someone kicked him in the back of the head, causing him to lose consciousness.
When he regained consciousness, he was left alone in the toilet.
The strange guards who were still on duty acted as if they couldn't see him at all. They didn't even ask what happened to him. Dave almost forced himself to move home step by step.
I wonder if a person who is extremely unlucky will always encounter something lucky. At the moment when he was most frustrated, he actually met a kind person.
At the moment when he told his address, he didn't even regain his normal thinking ability.
I just thought, whatever happens is fine.
It doesn't matter where you die like this.
But that strange person took him home well...
Realizing something, he suddenly jumped up from the bed with a wail.
"Oops, I'm going to be late for work!"
…
At the last minute, he stepped on the line and arrived at the downstairs of the City Guard headquarters. Difu bent over in pain and propped up his knees, gasping for air.
headache……
The heart also seemed to be about to burst out of the body.
At this moment, Difu suddenly felt that he was only one step away from death.
"Huh?"
Another voice sounded from behind, which seemed a little familiar, "What's wrong with Dave? How did you get yourself into this state?"
Dave only felt that his violently beating heart seemed to have stopped for a beat.
He suddenly straightened his back.
Standing behind him was Lord Bulwer, who had failed to strike up a conversation after several attempts.
Dave was flattered that he still remembered his name.
However, this moment was definitely not the time when I wanted to talk to him.
The bruises on his face have not completely disappeared, and his appearance has become very embarrassing and ridiculous.
Not knowing how to explain it, he answered hesitantly: "I...I just met a strange person when I went home last night."
He deliberately obscured the specific information in order to cover up the matter.
Yesterday, amidst the yelling and scolding of those people, he already knew that it was not the first time that those people had done this. However, because they all had connections behind their backs, no one would take it seriously even if it was reported.
It’s better not to ask for trouble.
From this, he finally understood what the person who specifically reminded him before meant.
However, Bulwer did not let the matter go because of his ambiguity.
As if his interest was suddenly aroused, he asked Diff about yesterday's experience: "Weird person? What does he look like?"
"Uh..." Dave frowned unconsciously, looking a little embarrassed.
Bulwer seemed to realize that it was not convenient to stand downstairs and talk like this, so he said to him in a gentle tone: "Come to my office with me, and I will ask you a few questions."
Seeing that Difu looked embarrassed, he continued to comfort him: "Don't worry about being late. I will send someone to say hello. I will temporarily assign you to do me a favor today."
When he first heard this, Deev was flattered.
Could it be that he really had a sudden change of fortune?
But he quickly grasped the key message.
There is information about him that Bulwer wants to know...and it's about the person he met!
He followed Bulwer upstairs thoughtfully.
After walking into his office, another guard inside who looked very young greeted the door energetically: "Good morning, Lord Bulwer!"
Bulwer also replied: "Good morning. By the way, Jason, help me go to the general business office downstairs to say hello. I have other tasks for this newcomer today."
The young man was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the bruised and bruised Diff behind Bulwer.
As if he understood something, his eyes showed anger and sympathy for a moment. "Ok, I see."
He put down the small cactus pot he was tending, nodded to Dave again, and then strode out of the office.
Bulwer sat down at the main seat behind the desk, "You can sit down too, just be casual."
Even though he said this, Dave still looked a little reserved, even sitting on the guest chair, he only dared to touch half of his buttocks.
Bulwer smiled.
"Speaking of which, my personal guard just now, Jason, started working in the same office as you." Just like chatting, Bulwer first talked about the things around him.
When Dave heard this, he couldn't help but become a little interested.
"That senior Jason, was he also a clerk before?"
It's impossible...
A young clerk who does not know magic is completely indispensable to the entire city guard, so how can he gain the trust of the highest officer?
He was just a little frustrated with his idea, but Bulwer confirmed his suspicion.
"Yes. In fact, Jason has only been employed for less than a year since he officially joined the company." Bulwer stated a very shocking fact very lightly.
Dave's face froze.
"...Then...is he the person you have been taking care of, sir?" After a moment, Diff asked in a weak voice.
He knew that it might be presumptuous to ask this in person.
But he really wanted to know.
"No, I didn't even know him when he joined the company," Bulwer said.
What frightened Difu himself was that there was a faint anger rising deep in his heart.
Why can other people's lives be so easy?
I have obviously worked so hard, why do I still have to endure all this hard work!
Suddenly, Bulwer's face turned serious behind the table.
"So...he gained my trust through his own efforts."
He said word for word, "I will not treat anyone who does things for me badly."
"No matter what his original identity is."
Finding that the young man in front of him seemed to be stunned and looking at him blankly, Bulwer smiled as usual.
It is precisely because I am from such a group that I understand what words are most destructive to them.
Giving him some time to react, Bulwer paused for a while before asking again: "Tell me more about that strange person you saw."
Just as Dave was about to open his mouth, Jason, who had just left not long ago, knocked on the door impatiently and barged in.
"Lord Bulwer! A new [Pigman] witness has appeared!"
Behind him was an old woman who was still in shock. Before Jason could say anything else, the old woman started crying and yelling loudly.
"Pigs... pigs are so scary!"
