Mu Fan's heart tightened, little fat guy? Martial arts school? There is only one, and that's Harry!
Why does this matter have something to do with Harry, up there...? Mu Fan heard the footsteps of the two people getting further away, leaned back, tilted half of his head, and saw two figures in the distance,
Quickly look away.
After leaping lightly, there was still no sound. Mu Fan stood close to the wall and returned to the street he had just passed. He leaned half of his body out and glanced at the backs of two figures, one tall and one short. Mu Fan made a judgment in his heart.
They did not continue to follow. The two men were very vigilant and would be more easily discovered if they left the city. No, this matter must be discussed with the fat man.
After thinking about it, Mu Fan turned around and bought a milo for 3 stars from the fruit shop behind him. While eating, he walked back leisurely. All his actions now must be integrated with nature.
"Hey, this rice cake is so delicious!" He randomly bought a white and plump rice cake as a cover. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be sweet and juicy after one bite! Mu Fan narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.
Mu Fan, who was holding Milo and squealing, appeared in the clerk's sight again. This time Mu Fan smiled at the clerk's reluctant face. After entering and making a request, he was taken directly to the luggage counter area by the boss.
The best outdoor satchel currently sold in the city, the exterior is made of 1000D nylon, and the close-fitting part is made of 900D waterproof Oxford cloth. The store owner patted his chest and said that this is a satchel made of the best materials on Luojia Planet.
Mu Fan ignored the boss's pile of saliva, stroked the excellent quality satchel, finally gritted his teeth, and took out the last possessions on his body - 1,000 star coins while the boss looked like he had suffered a great loss.
Buying a bag for 1,000 star coins, Mu Fan had never thought about it before. He lowered his head and looked at it. He couldn't put it down and put the bag on his shoulder. Before leaving, he checked the time. It was time for roll call. Fatty should have gone back.
Mu Fan bought another big Milo on his way back, so when Fatty returned to the training room, he saw Mu Fan holding a Milo and eating it with relish.
Fatty always feels that something is wrong in the style of painting. Looking at Mu Fan sitting there solemnly destroying the large Milo in his hand, he always feels weird!
"You're back." Mu Fan finally said hello.
At this time, the fat man walked over unexpectedly and asked, "Does it taste good? Give me a bite."
Ah, Mu Fan is a little dazed.
"Khan, it's okay, um, um, I'm used to it." The fat man suddenly blushed, what happened just now!
Seeing the shy look in Fatty's eyes, Mu Fan graciously gave him a piece of cake.
After the two of them licked the rice cakes, Mu Fan wiped his mouth and asked the fat man seriously: "Harry, have you offended anyone recently?"
The little fat man wiped his mouth and said, "No!"
So Mu Fan told the fat man what he had just seen. The fat man was surprised when he heard it. He thought about it for a long time and then said with certainty: "I definitely haven't offended anyone. I don't usually interact with people. I spend most of my time there."
PO Battle Online, I just came to the martial arts gym recently, you should know."
Mu Fan asked: "Did you go out from the east gate of the city in the afternoon?"
The fat man nodded: "Yes."
Mu Fan tapped the wooden seat with his fingertips and suddenly said: "The two of them went out from the east gate and bought camping sleeping bags. It was obvious that they were going to spend the night in the wild, and the time and place they mentioned were the same as yours now.
The situation is consistent.”
The fat man was a little anxious: "Fat brother didn't provoke anyone, so why did you treat me like this?"
Mu Fan comforted the fat man, with a calmness that belied his age, and looked straight at the past: "Harry, I will be with you tomorrow afternoon, and I noticed an important point, that is, they said robbing you was just a casual thing.
In other words, there are more important things.
"Mu Fan, it's too dangerous. I'd better call someone." The fat man was a little scared. He was being targeted. If it hadn't been for Mu Fan, he probably wouldn't have been able to come back by then.
Mu Fan held the fat man's shoulders: "Harry, believe me! Didn't I disappoint you with Master Wen?"
"Mu Fan!" Master Harry really felt Mu Fan's friendship, and his eyes were a little moist.
Mu Fan patted the fat man on the shoulder and laughed.
"When I leave tomorrow afternoon, I will follow you."
"Okay." The fat man said nothing.
Mu Fan quickly entered the responsible training mode and arranged two training sessions for Fatty in the afternoon. The first one was endurance training. He set the treadmill for 10,000 meters and threw the crying Fatty on it.
Mu Fan began to enter a thinking state, which was extremely rare for Mu Fan who hunted alone all year round, because he was not thinking for himself.
"Well... the current situation is like this. The two of them... have been stalking the fat man, no, they are stalking the rich! Then they noticed the fat man, which means they often move around the city and are familiar with the surrounding area."
It was the first time that he planned something so carefully. Mu Fan felt like his head was spinning. It would have been better to just do it. However, the half-hidden information in those words made him conclude that the matter was not that simple.
Alas, headache!
The fat man cried and cried: "Mu Fan, my lungs hurt!"
Mu Fan scratched his face, and his brain automatically blocked all the fat man's sounds, forcing himself to continue thinking.
"Following the route of the rich... and the mission? In other words, the content of the mission is to follow the route of the rich. Seeing as the arrangement above only arranges for these two people, what does it mean..."
The fat man was about to be carried away by the treadmill, but Mu Fan tied a belt around his waist. If he flew away, he would probably be useless. He ran with snot and tears: "Mu Fan, look at it.
Look at me, why don’t you pay attention to me? Fat brother is really dying..."
Wait, pay attention!
At this moment, Mu Fan suddenly felt a knock in his mind.
"It means the higher-ups aren't paying much attention to this place! But there are still people watching here, but it's just the two of them, so they can act privately, which is what the short guy calls... fat sheep!"
Mu Fan suddenly slapped the fat man on the buttocks, causing the fat man to stop crying and start running with his calves.
"Things put together, it's... the superiors are paying attention to rich people in many places, and District 22 is just one of them... robbing the fat man is an insignificant accident. So..."
"There is a powerful or very high-level person who is watching many rich people and is planning something that looks big and dangerous, including this fat man who is going to get into trouble in advance."
"What we have to do tomorrow is...save the fat man, then follow behind the scenes, and then...save the fat man again."
That's it! Mu Fan touched his chin. He felt that this period of thinking made him feel once again that there was a thread in his mind to help him connect the trivial information. His mind was clear and clear. It was such a wonderful feeling.
"I won't play anymore!" Fatty's voice was extremely sad.
"Oh" Mu Fan slapped the stop button at his hand, "You should have told me earlier."
The fat man covered himself directly on the treadmill like a quilt.
"Huchi,...huchi, I, I...don't want to talk." The fat man weakly pointed at Mu Fan, his hands trembling.
"Then you blame me." Mu Fan, who had just figured out what happened, was originally very happy, but his face dropped when he heard the fat man's words.
"You... eldest... master" were the last words said as angry as Yousi Pang.
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PS: Thanks to the book friend "Dare to teach all saints to lower their eyebrows" for the 588 reward!
Thanks to the book friend "Poetry and Pictures, Ren Xiaowei" for the generous reward!
Thank you to the book friend "Dushuanghaisangtian" for your continued silent praise!