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Task? What task?
The guard captain looked puzzled.
Chen Qi surveyed his surroundings and noticed that the guards were all keeping their distance from him.
They will listen to my orders, right... Chen Qi spoke in a commanding tone:
"Give me a map of the distillery, and don't move from here. I'll be back."
"Okay, okay..."
The guard captain was full of doubt yet managed to suppress his curiosity.
If his salary had been higher, he might have mustered the courage to interrogate this mysterious officer!
But now, he didn't even have the authority to question.
It's that easy...
Chen Qi took the map with both hands, pulled out the black blade wrapped in entwining bandages, and headed towards the distillery's warehouse.
Currently in the warehouse, more than a dozen laborers were strenuously moving barrels of liquor.
According to the information provided by the client, the person with the black gloves should be one of these laborers.
