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- "No, I lost my pocket bag." Constance looked panicked and shouted loudly.
When Angelina heard the word "fanny pack", she stopped what she was doing and patted her head, "Oh, I remembered. I forgot your fanny pack at the training ground. I don't know if it was stolen. Come on. Go check it out.¡±
Constance said "hmm" and ran towards the training center regardless of his unclean clothes.
Seeing Constance leave, Angelina continued to search her house to see if she had lost anything.
The training center was temporarily blocked by the trainers, and the children got a rare opportunity to take a vacation. The trainers were busy counting the lost finances from the homework, recording them, and preparing to summarize them to the village chief later. Constance said hello to the familiar trainer who was guarding the gate, explained the reason for his arrival, and then received permission to enter the training center.
"Des." Constance ran into an acquaintance and called out before walking a few steps, but there was no joy on Des's face.
"What's wrong?" Constance looked puzzled at the sad look on Des's face.
"Hey," Des sighed first, stamped his feet fiercely, and replied angrily, "Isn't she the village chief? She forgot to lock the door yesterday, and the training center was robbed at night. The director just pulled I went over and scolded him, which made me miserable."
"Um," Constance was a little embarrassed, her cheeks were slightly red, and she fumbled in her pockets with her hands. She took out the keys to the training center, lowered her head and shyly stuffed them into Des's arms, "I'm sorry. If you suffer any losses, please note them to me."
"But you said it, you little rich girl, don't run away then." Des's face became better, and he joked half-jokingly, then turned around and left, joining the team that was liquidating the losses.
"If I lose that pocket, I will be completely broke." Constance looked at Des's leaving figure and muttered to himself confidently, and continued running to the training ground last night.
The pocket bag is Constance's life and fortune. Not only does it contain all of Constance's property, but the nearly two square meters of carrying space is also a huge fortune. The most important thing is that there is a weapon in it, and that Weapons are the most important reason why Constance chose a greatsword instead of a slashing ax or other weapons as his major in weapons in the future.
"God, Jesus, Buddha, God bless me, don't let my space bag be lost." Constance was so sick that she went to the doctor indiscriminately. Constance secretly prayed for all the objects he could wish for, only wishing for his own space. The bag could appear in front of her intact later.
Turning a corner, Constance saw the room where he trained last night. He opened the door and walked in. Inside, he saw a senior male student and a familiar trainer counting their finances. None of them looked very good. It seemed that a lot of things were lost in the house last night.
Constance explained his purpose, and the trainer shook his head after searching on the list in his hand.
Constance still refused to give up, "So haven't you touched anything here?"
"Don't worry, sister, we just counted the belongings and didn't touch anything else." The student had also taken Constance's class and called her sister affectionately.
"Thank you." Constance glanced around inch by inch, thanked him, and hurriedly searched every corner of the training ground, wishing he could dig deep to find his lost wallet.
"Sister, is the thing in the pocket important?" The child asked curiously when he saw Constance's anxious look.
Holding on to a glimmer of hope, Constance was busy rummaging through the debris on the field without even having time to raise her head, "I have something very important in there."
"What important thing? It must be treasured monster material." The child asked himself naturally, and also lay down next to Constance to help, "Sister, please describe the appearance of your pocket, and I will help you find it too. "
Thinking that there are many people and many hopes, Constance simply described a few words and then buried his head, rummaging in the wastebasket beside him.
After an hour, Constance almost turned the entire training ground upside down, but still could not find any trace of the fanny pack, so he had no choice but to admit that the fanny pack was lost.
"Hey, I hope it was stolen by a thief." Constance looked at the sky and made a wish in a low voice.
The child looked at Constance with puzzled eyes and asked doubtfully: "Why does sister hope that the pocket bag was stolen by a thief?"
Constance wiped the sweat from the child's forehead with her sleeves, "If my sister's pocket bag falls here, I've been looking for it for so long and still can't find it, but I really can't get it back. If it's stolen by a thief, I'll catch it." ?When stealing, there is still a chance to get the pocket bag back. "
"Oh." The child kept nodding his head as if he suddenly understood.
"It looks like the loss this time is not small." Angelina sat behind her desk, holding a list of stolen items sent from villagers, training centers and other places, and counting them with this outline.
"Yes, Mr. Village Chief, if this matter is not thoroughly investigated" Angelina had just finished speaking when the young man who came to report the news in the morning interrupted anxiously.
"Don't worry, we will investigate thoroughly." Angelina raised her hand to signal the young man to shut up. After thinking for a while, she signed the task letter with a stroke of her pen.
"Issue a one-star mission, bounty, one gold coin, and hunt down the thief." A task list was quickly completed under Angelina's pen. Constance took it from Angelina's hand with his left hand and posted it On the bulletin board at the door.
"Also," Angelina slapped the table and stood up, "check to see what outsiders have come to the village recently. There have been no thefts in our village in the past three years. It must have been done by outsiders. If you question them one by one, you should be able to find them. Some clues."
"Yes." The young man responded, and then called the old hunter in charge of the village's security to investigate together.
"Constance, let's go too. It's not my style as a village leader to sit in the office and wait for news like this." Angelina crumpled the list in her hand into a ball and stuffed it into her pocket, "You also You must be anxious, I heard you have valuable things in your pocket."
"Yeah." Constance replied noncommittally.
Angelina pulled Constance outside the door, "Then let's stop talking nonsense and let's go. I want to see who is doing such dirty things on my territory."
Baihe Village is not big, with only about a hundred households and a population of over a thousand. Under the joint investigation of the villagers, all the "outsiders" in the village were interrogated one by one, and the final target was a man who used the excuse of purchasing goods. , on the middle-aged man who followed the caravan into the village.
"This thief is not very smart. He did such a big deal and yet he didn't run away and still lived here." Angelina led seven or eight hunters from the training center to surround the suspect's residence. "It seems like he's just a stupid thief. Let's just go ahead."
Angelina gave the order, and Des was so angry that he kicked her. All the depression of the two people was released on this kick.
The wooden door was kicked open with a bang, and seven or eight hunters filed in, filling the room to the brim.
"The poor stupid thief had just woken up from his sleep, and the hunters were so trapped that he took him outside the house and in front of Angelina.
Stolen goods cannot be hidden in this small house. It only took seven or eight people a few breaths to find a sack of stolen goods stolen by thieves.
Constance successfully found his pocket bag from inside, carefully tied it back to his waist, found a place where no one was around, touched it for a while, and then breathed a sigh of relief when he felt that nothing was missing.
Baihe Village does not have a mature set of laws. There have never been any violent incidents in the village. This is the first time that thieves have been recruited.
The thief was carried to the small square in the village by the trainers, and he was greeted by the villagers' curses.
"What are you going to do with this thief?" Constance nudged the thoughtful Angelina with her elbow.
Angelina raised her head and looked at the surrounding villagers. After some hesitation, she replied: "Let the villagers who lost their things decide."
So the villagers who had lost their finances were called in front of Angelina. A dozen of them totaled. In the end, the kind-hearted villagers decided to give a lighter punishment and impose an expulsion fine on the thief.
Angelina kept her promise, walked up to the kidnapped thief, and announced the result.
"I hope you can change your ways and become a new person. Your ten gold coins have been confiscated as a fine. Here are five days of dry food. You can go." Following Angelina's words, Constance threw a bag of enough food to the thief. Eat enough food for seven days and let the thief loose his bonds.
"Thank you, Mr. Village Chief, for your noble hand and mercy. I will definitely change my ways." The thief bowed and kowtowed to Constance again. His face was full of tears and his nose almost wiped Constance's body.
The thief took the food and left Baihe Village. For the residents of Baihe Village, this incident was just an episode, and life returned to the ordinary but happy track.
"Constance, let's go. You've been busy all morning. I'll treat you to dinner and we'll start today's training later." Angelina was a little happy after successfully handling the thief's matter. With a wave of her hand, she took Constance with her. Went to the restaurant.
At the same time, in the Rollins family of Lockrack, a group of?The debate is going on.
"Grandpa, how about we agree to let Carlos and the others help, post missing persons notices widely, and look for my sister." Moby looked a little haggard, with two dark circles under his eyes.
"Hey, it seems that's the only way." Casey shook his head and reluctantly agreed to Moby's request.
"Father, I always feel that Carlos and the others have no good intentions." Cliff looked careless, but he still thought more than Mobi, a kid, and expressed his thoughts in front of Casey.
"Do you think I want to promise them? Do you think I think they have no problem? I even doubt whether they returned Constance, but unfortunately there is no evidence." Casey leaned back in his chair, raising his head, looking helpless. "Rejecting the kindness of the Carlos family, the real aristocrat of Lockark, in this way, I'm afraid we will have a difficult time in Lockark in the future."
Casey was completely in a dilemma.
"Father, this is just his conjecture. Grandpa, maybe Carlos and the others are really helping us? I agreed with them first and it's important to find Constance." Moby just firmly believed that Constance was still alive and spared no effort. Cathy persuaded this.
"Okay, I'll talk to that old guy Carlos."
After thinking about it, Kathy decided to temporarily catch Carlos's power, but she didn't know that she had fallen into Carlos' trap again.
"Moby, there are only two years until our 10-year hunter conference in Lockark. You can't take it lightly. If Constance can't come back, this important matter related to the fate of the family will be entirely on you." Moby was stopped by Casey before leaving.
"Don't worry, grandpa, my sister will come back. If something happens to her, leave everything to me." Moby took out his own orange hunter's license from his chest, shook it, and answered confidently.
There was a smile on the old man's face. He had been exhausted recently due to the unknown whereabouts of Constance. This was the first time he had smiled in the past few days. (To be continued - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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