Chapter 225 Stepping on the Spot (Please Subscribe~)

Several workers glanced at the middle-aged and elderly gentleman sitting on the bench next to him, and saw him leisurely throwing some feed on the ground, which attracted many pigeons, and they all showed envious eyes.

"Hurry up and eat. We have to work after eating. Mr. Belling said that if we are late, we will deduct 1 penny every minute."

"What a devil, our salary today seems to be only 3 soli."

"Because I have to work for the embassy today. How can there be such a good thing in normal times? Asking that vampire to spend 3 soli to hire us will kill him!"

Several workers laughed.

Among them, a man with stubble on his chin sighed. His complexion is yellow, which seems to be caused by long-term malnutrition. She has sunken eye sockets, dark circles, and nasolabial folds at a young age.

"It would be great if such a good thing happens every day. In this way, I can save my two children from going to work in the factory, and I can even let them go to school."

These words silenced the workers for a moment.

Then it was almost time, and they quickly packed up their things and prepared to leave.

When the worker with the nasolabial folds was about to follow, a hand stick caught him.

He froze for a moment, looking at the middle-aged and elderly gentleman beside him who was smiling at him.

I just heard the other party say: "Want to make a pound?"

After a while, the workers who took off their clothes and hats ran away happily.

The old gentleman who was feeding the pigeons took out a crumpled ID card, glanced at it, smiled and said a name: "Sam."

He spilled all the rest of the feed on the ground, and a large flock of white pigeons flew over. After the birds all settled down, there was no trace of the old man on the bench.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

In front of the Intis embassy, ​​the guards are heavily guarded.

To enter the gate, the workers of Belling Cleaning Company must undergo strict inspections, including body searches and verification of identification.

When a crumpled identity card was presented to the guard, the guard in charge of verifying his identity frowned, and looked at the man with yellowish complexion, deep eye sockets, dark circles and nasolabial folds: "Sam? "

"It's me, sir."

The guard nodded and returned the ID to him: "Go in."

Walking into the gate, Sam looked around and whispered, "Finally came in."

The real Sam has already returned home with a £1 note that he almost picked up, and now this Sam is naturally Sifa pretending to be. He bought Sam's work clothes, hat and identity card for 1 pound, and successfully sneaked into the embassy.

Before taking action tomorrow night, Xifa felt that it was necessary to find out the layout of the embassy in order to improve his plan.

The so-called details determine success or failure, Xifa does not want to cause things that had a chance to succeed to fail because of some neglected details in the past.

After entering the embassy, ​​he paid attention to the pattern inside and memorized the route he had traveled, and followed other workers to the hall.

In the hall, a middle-aged man was pacing back and forth nervously and anxiously.

Seeing the workers coming, he waved his arms vigorously and shouted, "Hurry up, you slobs. Let me remind you, you all have to work hard for me today. If anyone doesn't do well, I won't do it again in the future." You are hired!"

Sounds like a temporary hire.

Xifa made a judgment in his mind, quickened his pace, and stood together with other workers.

That should be the man of 'Mr. Behring', the owner of the cleaning company, he coughed dryly and said: "Listen well, your mission today is to wipe every inch of the embassy clean! "

"Absolutely, there must be no trace of dirt. In addition, I need a team to clean the sewer, willing to move forward."

Workers look at me, I look at you, no one moves.

Belin was about to have a seizure when he saw someone in the crowd raised his hand, and he immediately called out, "Come up."

Sifa stepped out of the crowd and said, "Sir, I'll go."

"Very well," Bellin said happily, "what's your name?"

"Sam."

"Yes, Mr. Sam, today is your lucky day. You are the first to stand up, so I will give you an extra 5 pence on top of the previous payment!"

Only 5p.

You really are a vampire!

Bellin ordered a few more people, but said with a gloomy face: "You guys, follow Sam's command. My request is that the sewer must not be congested. Otherwise, those honorable gentlemen and ladies tomorrow night may have Trouble."

After a while.

Xifa, who was holding a cleaning tool, was already standing in the sewer. It has to be said that Backlund's sewer system is still very advanced, but no matter how advanced it is, the smell of this kind of dirty place is definitely not good.

At this time, Xifa, who was on the ground with both feet, felt the stickiness of the ground, which gave him an urge to return to the ground.

But he still suppressed the nausea and told himself over and over again, today you are not Sifa, but worker Sam, show your professionalism.

Even so, the dirty environment still stimulated his whole body to have fine pimples. After forcibly enduring it, he picked up the lantern and walked forward in the empty and quiet sewer.

There are many forks here, and the sewage drain below exudes a disgusting stench, and the sound of rats running in a panic can be heard from time to time in the darkness.

On some of the walls, the pipes leading to the sewer can be seen above the connections, and it is self-explanatory what they do.

If you follow these pipelines upwards, it should be the salt washing room in the embassy.

And ensuring that these pipelines are unobstructed is what Xifa and the others will do next. It's just that no one is actively going to work. After all, such a dirty place, no one is willing to come down to check the results of their work.

During the whole day, Xifa worked in the embassy. He not only participated in the operation of clearing the underground waterway, but also trimmed the lawn, scrubbed the roof, and replaced the lampshade of the chandelier.

He was so active that Behring the Vampire graciously rewarded him with an extra fivep at the end of the day.

Of course, Xifa doesn't care about these few copper pennies. What he cares more about is that through today's work, he has roughly figured out the layout of the embassy.

He knows the emergency evacuation route of the embassy, ​​where the kitchen is, where he can quickly enter the sewer, how to get out of the embassy quickly in the sewer, etc.

After leaving the embassy, ​​he changed his face again, spent 5 solis, took a bath in an unremarkable hotel, until there was no smell on his body, he took the identity of 'Mr. Green', Come again to Hope Road in the Jorwood area.

When he was walking towards the 'Golden Rose' with easy steps, he heard heartbeats coming from the corner in front of him, there were two of them!