The man felt Victor's presence, turned around, and blocked the things in his hands behind him.
This is a man with a somewhat frivolous appearance. His skin is good and fair, his face is slightly longer, his eyebrows are slightly raised, his hair is combed very carefully, and he deliberately leaves a strand of bent hair hanging down in front, and there is a strand of hair on top of his head.
There is a bunch of tall and dull hair.
His clothes were equally frivolous. He was wearing a spotless white long-sleeved shirt and a dark tight-fitting vest with a pointed collar. The buttons on his chest were deliberately opened by two more, exposing a lot of skin on his chest. p>
The pants are also tight at the top and wide at the bottom, like denim bell-bottoms but more risqué than bell-bottoms. A pair of brown leather boots are shiny with oil.
When Victor saw him, he thought of those little ruffians who were keen on climbing into the windows of noble ladies and seducing ignorant girls.
A little girl in her prime, once she sees such a boy exuding hormones, she simply cannot hold it back...
Ahem...
The only awkward thing is that this man looks very old, at least thirty, and he is still dressed like this...
Victor coughed twice. He thought that since he was discovered by the other party, there was no point in hiding anymore, so he honestly walked out from the side.
The man touched his chin and looked at Victor carefully. As soon as he loosened his hand behind his back, the booklet immediately flapped its "wings" and flew away from the area.
"Hmm... I don't think I have seen you or heard of you. Are you a newcomer who has just been promoted?"
The man's lingua franca also had a slight accent. Victor didn't know which place it was from, but it was slightly different from Greybean and Secred.
"That's right. This is my first time coming in. I'm a little unfamiliar with it. Where is the exit?"
Victor's lie was not fooled, and the man's originally loose eyes suddenly narrowed, and the hanging hair swayed slightly.
"You are not an intermediate elite, how did you get in?"
Hearing this, a look of surprise flashed across Victor's face, but he quickly calmed down.
"It seems I said the wrong thing."
Victor shrugged nonchalantly, with a smile on his face.
"The first piece of information I get after being promoted is an instruction manual on the internal operation mode. As long as it is a field elite agent who comes in normally, it is impossible to find the exit."
The frivolous man was not frivolous at all when he said this, just like a boss questioning his subordinates.
Victor's smile stopped abruptly, and he pretended to exclaim: "Oh! That's it. It seems that my cleverness didn't deceive you."
"That's right...so who lent you the gold badge? This is not allowed in the Anti-Suppression Department." The man glanced up and down Victor's body, as if he wanted to see through him.
Victor shook his pocket and took out only his silver badge.
"Sorry, I did break in accidentally, but I didn't use any gold badge. How about you search me?"
After hearing this, the man looked at the person in front of him suspiciously.
Inadvertently, entered the inner data room through the wrong way?
Is this possible?
After a moment, he seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly sighed: "Well... It seems that this kind of thing has happened before, but the minister should have fixed it... Strange, you are really a lucky guy." The man's tone clearly revealed his disbelief. Victor also knew that the other man did not believe it, but the other party still knew that Victor knew that he did not believe it.
The two of them had been confronting each other thoughtfully for a long time, and the man once again fixed his gaze on Victor's red hair.
"There are not many ethnic groups with bright red hair. Are you from Ainannia?"
"Huh? I am a pure Bain, why Aenanya?" Victor expressed curiosity about this question.
Enannia is an island located in the northwest of the Western Continent. It is far away from Gray Bean. The people on the island have established principalities and have their own system. They often travel to the Western Continent to trade with other countries.
,Samhain originated from there.
The man explained without hesitation: "As far as I know, only individuals with atavism in the Ainannia bloodline will show bright red hair color."
"Then I should be an exception." Victor began to smile playfully again, "There are always various accidents in the world..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man in front of him wanted to continue asking questions, so he immediately turned around and asked: "So did my sudden appearance disturb you? What were you doing just now?"
After hearing this, the man naturally spread his hands: "I've already finished it."
Victor sighed, and then asked: "How did you find the information you wanted in a place like this? There are no words in those books at all."
The man raised his eyebrows, not wanting to explain: "I think... you'd better leave the inner data room as soon as possible. If you have the ability to be promoted to a mid-level agent in the future, you will naturally know."
"Then can you come and experience it first? Anyway, you will be promoted sooner or later." Victor said a little shamelessly.
The man was stunned and suddenly felt that the guy in front of him was in trouble. He spread his hands and said: "Not everyone has the opportunity to be promoted. Most of the junior agents died in the process of performing tasks or were fired.
."
"Then this may be the last time I enter the inner layer. I should experience it more, right?"
Shameless people always have the upper hand in debates wherever they go. The frivolous man murmured. He wanted to send Victor away early, but finally explained simply.
"You don't need to deliberately search for documents and records. Just pick up a blank book with the information you need in mind, and content similar to it will naturally appear on it."
This explanation opened Victor's eyes. He didn't expect that the library could be used in this way.
"Can any information be found like this?" Victor contacted the previous files. At that time, he was hoping to find clues about Die and Meng, so the piece of paper showed the circus owner's filing record.
"That has to be in the database." The man waved his hand impatiently and showed Victor the endless books on the arch.
"These things are just decorations. In fact, the confidential documents inside are not as exaggerated as they appear on the surface. The Anti-Suppression Department created such a space to deceive intruders like you."
Is it fake?
Victor kept glancing at the arches and books with some curiosity.
"The information in the inner layer is not actually written on the paper, but they will be displayed on any blank page according to the needs of the agent. If the clues you want to query are not in the database, then it will display similar ones.
, and the content related to it will be shown to you."
"For example, if you want to know where you can taste the fins of the female siren, if there is no relevant information in the database, the text on the paper may show you information about various areas of Renekton Pier, which means that you can only do it yourself
Go out to sea and hunt it."
After listening to the frivolous man's explanation, Victor felt a strong sense of déjà vu.