Alves with three gold coins

The man inspected it, and the shop in front of him was not very big.Maybe I was wrong?The man put his top hat on his head and signaled slightly: "I'm sorry, but you may still need to go to the patrol team, after all, it's near your house, and someone said they heard your voice." "Thank you, sir..." Han Scar quickly expressed his thanks.

Alves stayed there for a while, and pulled Hanska at once: "Boss, I didn't! I didn't kill anyone! It wasn't me!" "You?" Hanska tidied up the cabinets, and squinted at Alves. : "You kid, it's true that you can be lazy! Let me accompany you to the patrol team, oh my business!"

Alves lamented his own voice while quickly sorting things out.With a few pastries in hand, he and Alves walked out of the bakery.Alves shrank his shoulders in fear, Hanska looked at Alves, and patted Alves on the shoulder: "You still want to join the patrol team! There are gods in the patrol team! "

"Fairy? Are there really gods?" Alves suddenly became interested. Don't gods come from myths?Could it be that there are really gods in this world?Hanska looked up at the sky, isn't this town so quiet anymore, how many years has it been?There will be a murder case?

"Immortals? They are just capable people, otherwise how can they become members of the patrol team! Do you think you can get in with thin arms and legs? You may not be able to get in even if you have money!" Hanska said disdainfully. The appearance made Alves scratch his head, he really wanted to join the patrol team.

Hanska looked back at Alves, saw the young man's dejected appearance, and patted him on the shoulder: "You've learned how to make bread. Could it be that my craft is not good enough?" "No...no, sir. "Alves didn't know what to say, but in front of him, Hanska could only think like this.

What if Hanska knew he was last night?Alves' face was pale, and Hanska looked at the tall gate sign of the patrol team in front of him.His shoulders shrugged: "Alves, don't think too much, what doesn't exist just doesn't exist." "Huh..." Alves' voice of nothingness floated in the air.

The moment he stepped into the patrol team, Alves felt uncomfortable all over, maybe he was sick.Alves stretched his shoulders and followed closely behind Hanska.Hanska looked at the people in the patrol team, and only sighed, then grabbed Alves' palm.

The people in the patrol team were a little puzzled when they saw Hanska. Although Hanska and the captain were brothers, they hadn't seen each other for many years.A man in a yellow uniform shouted to Hanska: "Hanska, what are you doing here?" "Oh, the murder didn't happen on the street last night, my apprentice's house is nearby."

Hanska looked at that person, who is this person?The man smiled: "Why, didn't you come to find your brother?" "Look for him, this matter is in his charge?" He sneered: "Hmph! You can read my jokes too!"

Alves tried his best to shrink himself, the feeling here was very bad, but he just didn't know what was wrong.Hanska looked at Alves, and frowned slightly: "You bastard, do you eat people here? You haven't broken the law!" "I???" So sad.

"It's okay! Let's go!" Hanska raised his eyes and looked in front of him. It turned out that the place he was looking for was about to arrive.Pulling Alves, he couldn't help jogging, it's better to end earlier, and he can sell some pastries in the store later.Hanska's face was a little anxious, while Alves wanted to hide.

The people sitting there looked at Hanska and also saw what Hanska was holding in his hand.Frowning fiercely: "Hanska, what are you doing? Bribing me?" "What are you thinking? It's not my small land, saying that someone died in his house?" Hanska put the pastry in his hand On the side, treat yourself to a cup of tea.

Alves looked at Hanska's appearance, and then at the person sitting there. Although the person was not wearing a uniform, his majestic appearance made Alves hide away for a while.That person looked at Alves amusedly: "This is your apprentice? So timid?"

"I'm a baker, what do I have to do so boldly?" Hanska frowned and snorted coldly.Alves didn't know what to say and could only look at them.The man looked at Alves' timid eyes and waved his hand: "Go back, what can a child do?"