Chapter 46: Trouble
Hearing the voice, Greg looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall, sturdy man wearing a hunter windbreaker, with messy brown hair and a stubble on his face walking towards this side step by step with a serious expression. Brandon was also startled when he saw him, and then quickly stood up and said.
"Mr. Turner, I just restocked your team's ammunition yesterday..."
"We've finished our shooting practice. I want some more today. Any problems?" The man named Turner said to Brandon from the table, looking down at him. Brandon took a step back timidly, but still spoke.
"No, no, I can't give you any more extra ammunition today Mr. Turner. It's not against regulations."
"Tsk, rules, rules... rules are made by people, can't you be flexible?"
Turner spoke a little loudly, and Brandon seemed to be afraid to say a word because of his yelling. Seeing this scene, Greg came out to rescue him.
"Come on, Turner, don't make things difficult for Brandon. If you want ammunition, I have some in my team that are more than adequate. I can give you some."
Gregor said this silently. Listening to Gregor's words, Turner didn't insist on anything anymore, but spoke directly.
"Forget it, forget it. If you don't have it, then forget it. I'm just asking anyway... By the way, kid, the gun you took care of last time has been taken care of. If you don't have bullets, at least give me the gun."
Turner continued to ask Brandon, and after hearing Turner's words, Brandon nodded, and quickly took out a single-shot pistol with a thick barrel from under the table and put it on the table. After seeing this special gun, Turner's eyes lit up.
"Oh~ you are finally back my baby."
Picking up the pistol, Turner kissed it and put it back into his waist.
Just as Turner was about to say something else, a female voice rang out.
"Captain Greg, Captain Turner, there is something important. Mr. James asks you two to go to the director's office immediately."
Gregor turned his head and looked in the direction of the voice, and saw Elena with light blond curly hair, wearing a hunter uniform, standing there with a serious expression. He and Turner looked at each other, and then immediately responded.
"Got it, we'll be right there."
After that, Greg and Turner followed Elena to the distant corridor, while Brandon stood behind the table and watched their backs silently.
Following Elena, Greg and Turner walked all the way into the underground base of the Security Bureau. After a while, they came to a door. After Elena knocked twice, a slightly hoarse voice came from inside the door.
"Come in."
Elena opened the door, and then the three of them entered an office with elegant decoration. The office was furnished with carpets, sofas and large bookshelves piled with books. Behind the desk stood a middle-aged man.
He was of medium build, with neatly combed light yellow hair, a well-fitting suit, a small mustache, and a slightly fat belly. These were the basic characteristics of this man. After entering the room, Greg and Turner both saluted him.
"Mr. James..."
"Good morning, Director!"
Seeing the scene in front of him, the chief of the Security Bureau named James winked at Elena behind him and asked her to close the door, then pointed to his desk.
“Look at this…”
Listening to their boss' words, everyone in the room turned their attention to James' desk, where there was a bouquet of colorful and fresh flowers.
"Is this... a bouquet?"
Greg looked puzzled, and Turner next to him asked directly.
"Is there something wrong with this, Chief? Is this some dangerous extraordinary item?"
After listening to his subordinates' words, James shook his head and then spoke.
"This was just received by Ms. Ada at the front desk. The flowers were delivered...by the Lavender Flower Shop five blocks away. They have a flower delivery service. This bouquet of flowers was sent to the front desk at 9 o'clock this morning...just now, with the note..."
As he spoke, James looked carefully at his subordinates in front of him.
"Dedicated to all the warriors who fought in the shadows and silently supported the peace of Igwynte..."
Hearing James' words, Greg and Turner were stunned, and suddenly looked at each other in surprise.
Someone actually sent something to the Security Bureau by name?
"This is not the most important thing. The more important thing is..." As he spoke, James took out a postcard from the flowers on the table, turned it over and revealed the words on the back to Greg and the others. Those were words typed out by a printer.
"One of the Red Holy Communion's bases is located at No. 22, Elm West Lane, Lower Town."
…
In the morning, in the lower town of Igwynt, at No. 22 Elm West Lane.
One of the core members of the Crimson Holy Communion, a middle-aged man named Burton, was sitting on a chair in his study with a serious expression and a frown on his face.
At this time, Burton was worried about the kidnapping case that his men had carried out a few days ago.
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