Um? "Irina stared at Mag, then looked at the girl, frowning slightly.
The girl looked at Mag's outstretched right hand and her expression gradually became excited. She held Mag's hand with a snap, then nodded with a satisfied look on her face and said, "Yes! That's what it feels like!"
The corner of Mag's mouth twitched a few times, and he quickly asked: "What does it feel like?"
"Find the feeling of organization." The girl said firmly.
"Yes, you are welcome to return." Mag breathed a sigh of relief, right, this is a normal way of conversation.
"Also, the feeling of a man." A sly smile appeared on the girl's face.
Mag quickly retracted his hand, took out a Gray Temple Token from his arms and handed it over. He coughed lightly and said: "Comrade Old Sim, this is my identity token. I wonder if you will accept it." Notification to the organization.”
"Yes, I have received a notice from the organization, asking me to fully cooperate with you." Old Sim took the token and looked at it carefully, then looked up at Mag and said with a blank look on his face: "Are there any specific posture requirements? ?”
"It's not this kind of cooperation." Mag withdrew his token with a speechless expression, and said helplessly: "There are many people outside, so let's go in first."
"Yes, yes, please come in." Old Sim nodded and quickly turned sideways to let Mag go in first.
Mag raised his head and nodded at Irina, indicating with his eyes that everything was under control and he would explain to you later, and then walked into the yard.
As soon as you walk in, the aroma of wine hits your nose. The houses on both sides of the yard should be wine cellars.
There are some skirts and clothes hanging to dry in the yard, and there is a cutely decorated swing in the corner. Feminine decorations and ornaments can be seen everywhere.
Mag suddenly understood why Irina said that before.
Really, it would be considered a minor offense if he was not beaten to death on the spot.
"Did the organization assign me a special task? I have been waiting for this day for ten years. I am willing to dedicate everything to the organization, including my life!" Old Sim closed the door and rushed to Mag with excitement. In front of him, he asked full of expectation.
"Miss Old Sim, are you the best winemaker in the Fake tribe?" Mag didn't rush to talk about the mission, but looked at Old Sim with some suspicion. This girl looked like she was only in her twenties. At three or four years old, he doesn't look like an experienced brewer, let alone the best rum brewer in the world according to the system.
"After my grandfather passed away, I became the best rum brewer in the world." The girl nodded confidently, then smiled and shook her head: "Old Sim is my grandfather. In fact, my name is Called Hannah.”
"You're not Old Sim!" Mag was shocked again. Then his meow was exposed!
"No, I'm Lao Sim." The girl shook her head again.
"Then your grandpa..." Mag was a little confused.
"Lao Sim is my grandfather's name, and it is also a code name. After my grandfather passed away, I took his place in the organization and kept the code name of Lao Sim." Hannah said with a smile: "So, I It’s Hannah, and it’s Old Sim.”
Mag's eyebrows twitched. She couldn't tell what was wrong, but she felt that it shouldn't be like this.
"Gray Temple?" On the wall, Irina looked at Mag and Hannah, with a look of thought on her face.
Although she was still somewhat hostile towards the woman who took the initiative to throw herself into Mag's arms, judging from their conversation, it was probably not the kind of relationship she had imagined.
As for organizations, besides the Gray Temple, she couldn't think of any other organization that Mag was close to.
Mag calmed his expression, looked at Hannah and said calmly: "Okay, in that case, the first task assigned to you by the organization is: teach me how to brew rum."
"ah???"
Hannah was stunned and said hesitantly: "Is it just to teach you how to make rum?"
"Yes, this is a very important task." Mag nodded firmly.
"I've been waiting for so many years, don't I have a more exciting task?" Hannah tried: "For example, poisoning the new chief at the sealing banquet, and burying the eldest son of the Oge tribe chief who will attend the sealing banquet tomorrow. some type of……"
"Hey, this girl is on the road." Irina, who was originally interested and ready to leave early, heard this and looked at Hannah with interest. This is how she should do things.
Mag was slightly stunned when he heard this, and looked at Hannah with a slightly strange expression: "Judging from your identity, you are an informant who provides information."
"No, I'm an undercover agent." Hannah raised her head and raised her chest.
"Okay, I'll keep the first one you mentioned and ignore the second one for now." Mag nodded and added: "Besides, an important purpose of our trip is to rescue the imprisoned son of the former chief. .”
"Pedinan, I know that prince who is even shyer than his sister." Hannah's eyes lit up, "Should we take action now?"
"No, no, no, specific actions require planning and accurate information. I came to you tonight just to check some information and locations." Mag quickly grabbed Hannah, who was about to raid the guy, and felt speechless. This girl is really an impatient informant. Fortunately, she has not been used for so many years.
"I know where he is being held." Hannah looked at Mag strangely.
"Forehead……"
Mag retracted his hand holding Hannah's sleeve with a slight embarrassment, but still looked at Hannah strangely: "Do you really know where he is being held?"
"Yes, people in the inner city of the Fake tribe like to buy wine and drink at my place. This is my only way to obtain information." Hannah nodded and continued: "Yesterday, a guard leader drank at my place. I put some chatterbox liquid in his wine, and then he told him where Pei Dinan was being held. If he remembers correctly, he was held in solitary confinement in the dungeon under the north wall of the inner city."
"The dungeon under the north city wall?" Mag frowned and thought seriously for a while. This dungeon was not included in the information given to him by the Gray Temple.
"I haven't heard of this dungeon before, but the guy yesterday was really a talker, so he told me the specific location." Hannah said with a smile.
"You are such an excellent informant..." Mag didn't know what to say.
"Then let's do it now? I've even prepared my night clothes, and I'm just waiting for the day when the order from the organization arrives." Hannah had already started to reach out to untie her collar.
"etc!"
Mag quickly stopped him.
With a bit of helplessness, he said: "Although that guy may indeed tell the truth while drunk, we still don't know the specific situation in that dungeon, including the internal map, guard situation, rotation situation, and specific detention situation. If we do it rashly, Not only may the action fail, but one's own safety may also be threatened."
"Hey... boring." Hannah was suddenly discouraged, frowning, pouting and looking at Mag, "Then what can I do?"
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