The red rose of the age of elves

Chapter 246 Alliance special police, secretly inspecting

Mo Ran glanced at Sibo Darye suspiciously, since he looked at the auditorium just now, his tactics seemed to have changed.

Originally, there was a rhythm of defense and offense, but it suddenly became one-sided.

Mo Ran suddenly grasped the pace of the battle, but Sibo Darye's elves were retreating steadily.

This is. . .He is pouring water.

even. . .Sibo Tatsuya ordered Yong Jila to use teleportation to teleport out of the match scene, and was immediately judged as a loser by the referee.

After Mo Ran suddenly discovered what Sibo Darye was doing, he felt a little strange.

Why put water in the game?perhaps. . .Is there some personal reason?

"Come back, Night Patrol." Moran said, looking at Sibo Darye, the battle was over, and the other party didn't seem to show any strong unwillingness, but just showed a flat smile.

He didn't seem to be particularly disappointed about this ending, but behaved very flatly, and Mo Ran even saw a slight relaxation on his face.

This kind of water release. . .Only the trainers in the battle can see it, even the referee and the host commentary can't see it.

Mo Ran slowly walked down from the trainer podium and walked to the center of the field. Sibo Darye smiled politely at him and stretched out his hand.

"I hope next time we fight, don't let the water go."

Mo Ran whispered, holding his hand.

Sibo Darye smiled and didn't say anything, as if he couldn't understand what he said.

The relationship between the two of them was not that good. After shaking hands, Mo Ran returned to the player waiting area.

Here he was greeted by Gu Yu.

Gu Yu patted him on the shoulder with great force, "Well done, really beautiful, I didn't expect your Night Patrol Spirit to be so strong."

"Really." Mo Ran couldn't say that the other party had let the water go, so he shrugged and hummed a few times as an answer.

Watching Gu Yu walk onto the battlefield, Mo Ran walked behind the scenes.

. . . . . .

"He let the water go."

Mikri narrowed his eyes and said.

"Who? A player from the top three?" Lucia asked curiously.

"Well... Contestant Sibo Daye." Mikri pondered, "I saw Mo Ran's expression of displeasure, and the battle between the two is also a bit strange."

"Really?" Lucia was puzzled.

Mikri smiled. After all, there are some things that only trainers who are proficient in fighting can see.

He could see that Sibo Daye's little elves were capable of fighting, but the skills they used did little damage to the night watch spirits.

Yongjila was even eliminated by teleporting out of the field.

This looks very funny, or ridiculous.

But in Mo Ran's eyes, in Mi Keli's eyes, it's not at all.

The super elves have grown to a certain extent and can already feel the space.

The little elf who is familiar with the mastery of space can easily teleport the location, and even remember the coordinates of the last teleportation, so as to achieve repeated teleportation.

And this Yongjila, in Mikoli's eyes, has clearly understood what space coordinates are.

The super-power elf who can comprehend or learn the move of Miracle Eye, can't grasp the spatial coordinates?Is this a joke?
Mikri narrowed his eyes, obviously thinking of something.

"Shiba...Shiba...four."

He moved his gaze to the auditorium, as if he had guessed something.

Mi Keli showed a gentle smile. It seems that the members of the Zishu family are also working hard.

. . . . . .

Mo Ran and Mi Keli thought of the same thing, after all, he also felt that the battle process was very strange.

But he has business to do right now.

He turned a corner and walked into the toilet. When he came out again, he had black hair and black eyes, but he didn't carry a mask.

Following the safe passage, Mo Ran walked towards the auditorium.

Wanting to find someone here is equivalent to finding a needle in a haystack, and Mo Ran is not going to do such a stupid thing, looking for the three Rockets in the vast crowd.

He is just watching.

After all, the berserk device is a large instrument, not a small device.

And the placement of this large instrument requires a lot of space. Is there such a large space in the auditorium?
Mo Ran's eyes scanned the auditorium. At this time, the match between Gu Yu and Xiao Yan had already started. The two people's provocations before the match had heated up the atmosphere of this match. At the same time, the host reported the two Name, this can be regarded as a battle of honor between the Gu family and the Xiao family.

The audience stood up and applauded.

Mo Ran's heart was cold. He looked at the standing audience with a calm expression.

Then, he turned his attention to the VIP room.

It is a high-end building made of concrete, and it has sunshade glass.

It is absolutely impossible to see the inside from the outside, but the people inside can see the outside scenery clearly, which can be said to be very private.

"No way."

Mo Ran frowned, now he is the only one, if he wants to organize the Rockets' conspiracy. . .Is it difficult?Now there is no backup, Rie and the others are still in the distant Tianyuan City, and the [-] that Mo Ran can contact now can't help him. Even if he has an inexplicable relationship with the campfire, the Lava team will not participate in this matter. foot.

Similarly, he saw a few ordinary people in civilian clothes walking among the auditoriums. They were very conveniently dressed, but they wore military boots on their feet.

With stern faces, they scanned the audience area up and down.

Mo Ran narrowed his eyes, he didn't look like someone from the dark organization. . .Could it be the plainclothes police from the alliance?

No, this can no longer be called a policeman, can ordinary policemen be so capable?

It's not that Mo Ran belittled Miss Junsha, it's that he thought it was impossible for an ordinary police station to cultivate such a professional-looking person. . .SWAT.

When did the league have such an organization?

Mo Ran tilted her head in doubt, but with the special police, Mo Ran had some comfort in her heart.

Those idiots finally knew about the Rockets lurking behind the big game, but Mo Ran didn't know how much they knew about the Rockets' true intentions.

At least when he was in the Plasma Corps, the League didn't have such a department.

Seeing that one of them noticed Mo Ran's gaze and turned his head, Mo Ran quickly pretended to be looking at the fiery match at the match scene, avoiding that person's sight.

The feeling is very sharp, Mo Ran thought.

However, he can't stay here for a long time, otherwise the people in the school should suspect Mo Ran's whereabouts.

Mo Ran took advantage of the standing ovation and sneaked out, but he had already determined his target, that is. . .VIP lounge.

(End of this chapter)