Chapter 1533 You Are Really an Excellent Informant...

"Huh?" Irina stared at Mag, then at the girl, frowning slightly.

The girl looked at Mag's outstretched right hand, her expression gradually became agitated, she grabbed Mag's hand with a snap, and immediately nodded with satisfaction: "Yes! That's how it feels!"

The corner of Mag's mouth twitched a few times, and he quickly asked, "What does it feel like?"

"Find the feeling of organization." The girl said firmly.

"Yes, you are welcome back." Mag was relieved, right, this is the normal way of conversation.

"Also, the feeling of a man." There was a sly smile on the girl's face.

Mag quickly withdrew his hand, took out a gray temple token from his arms and handed it over, coughed lightly and said: "Old Comrade Sim, this is my identity token, I don't know if you accept it Notice to the organization."

"Yes, I have received a notice from the organization to fully cooperate with you." Old Sim took the token and looked at it carefully, then looked up at Mag with a blank face and said: "Is there a specific posture requirement? ?”

"It's not this kind of cooperation." Mag withdrew his token with a speechless expression, and said helplessly: "There are too many people outside, let's go in first."

"Yes, yes, please come in." Old Sim nodded, and quickly turned sideways to let Mag go through the door first.

Mag raised his head and nodded at Irina, signaling with his eyes that everything is under control, and I will explain to you later, before walking into the yard.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be greeted by the aroma of wine. The houses on both sides of the courtyard should be wine cellars.

There are some skirts and clothes drying in the yard, and there is a cutely decorated swing in the corner, and feminine decorations and ornaments can be seen everywhere.

Mag suddenly understood why Irina said that before.

Really, it was considered light if he was not killed on the spot.

"Did the organization assign me a special task? For this day, I have been waiting for ten years. I am willing to dedicate everything to the organization, including my life!" Old Sim closed the door and rushed to Meg with a look of excitement. In front of him, he asked expectantly.

"Girl Sim, are you the best brewer in the Falk tribe?" Mag didn't rush to talk about the task, but looked at Old Sim suspiciously. The girl seemed to be in her twenties. At the age of three or four, he doesn't look like an experienced brewer, let alone the best rum brewer in the world that the system says.

"After my grandfather passed away, I was the best rum brewer in the world." The girl nodded confidently, then shook her head with a smile and said, "Old Sim is my grandfather, actually my name is It's Hannah."

"You're not old Sim!" McGonagall was shocked again, so wouldn't he be exposed!

"No, I'm old Sim." The girl shook her head again.

"Then your grandpa..." Mag was a little confused.

"Old Sim is my grandfather's name, and it's also a code name. After my grandfather passed away, I took his place in the organization and kept Old Sim's code name." Hannah smiled and said, "So, I It's Hannah, and old Sim."

Mag's eyebrows jumped, and he couldn't tell what was wrong, but he felt that it shouldn't be like this.

"Grey Temple?" On the wall, Irina looked at Mag and Hannah with a thoughtful look on her face.

Although there is still some hostility towards this woman who took the initiative to throw herself into Mag's arms, judging from their conversation, it should not be the kind of relationship she imagined.

As for the organization, she couldn't think of any organization that McGonagall would be close to other than the Gray Temple.

Mag restrained his expression, looked at Hannah and said calmly: "Okay, since that's the case, the first task given to you by the organization is: teach me how to brew rum."

"ah???"

Hannah froze for a moment, then hesitated and said, "Is it just to teach you how to make rum?"

"Yes, this is a very important task." Mag nodded firmly.

"I've been waiting for so many years, is there no more exciting task?" Hannah tried: "For example, poison the new chief at the sealing banquet, and bury the eldest son of the chief of the Aoge tribe who will attend the sealing banquet tomorrow." some type of……"

"Hey, this girl is on the road." Irina, who was originally interested and was about to leave early, looked at Hannah with great interest when she heard this. This is how things should be done.

Mag was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at Hannah with a slightly weird expression: "From the perspective of identity, you are an informant who provides information."

"No, I'm an undercover agent." Hannah raised her head and puffed her chest out.

"Okay, I will keep the first item you mentioned, and I will not consider the second item for the time being." Mag nodded, and said: "Besides, one of the important purposes of our trip is to rescue the imprisoned son of the former chief." .”

"Fei Dinan, I know, that prince who is shyer than his sister." Hannah's eyes lit up, "Should we act now?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, but specific actions still require planning and accurate information. I came to you tonight just to check some of the information and location." Mag hurriedly grabbed Hannah, who was about to steal the guy, feeling speechless for a while. This girl is really an impatient informant, but fortunately, she has not been used for so many years.

"I know where he is being held." Hannah looked at Mag strangely.

"Forehead……"

Mag withdrew his hand holding Hannah's sleeve in a little embarrassment, and looked at Hannah strangely: "Do you really know where he is locked up?"

"Yes, people in the inner city of the Falk tribe like to buy wine and drink here, and this is the only way for me to obtain information." Hannah nodded and continued: "A guard leader drank at my place yesterday, I put some chatterbox in his wine, and then he told me where Ferdinand was being held, if I remember correctly, it was in the dungeon under the north wall of the inner city, where he was held alone."

"The dungeon under the northern city wall?" Mag frowned and thought about it for a while. The information that Gray Temple gave him did not include this dungeon.

"I haven't heard of this dungeon before, but that guy was really a big talker yesterday, so he told me the exact location." Hannah smiled.

"You are such an excellent informant..." Mag no longer knew what to say.

"Then shall we do it now? I have even prepared my night clothes, just waiting for the day when the order from the organization arrives." Hannah had already begun to reach out to untie the collar.

"etc!"

McGonagall hastily opened his mouth to stop it.

With some helplessness, he said: "Although that guy may indeed tell the truth after drinking, we still don't know the specific situation in that dungeon, including the internal map, guard situation, rotation situation, and specific detention situation. If we do it rashly, Not only may the operation fail, but it may also threaten your own safety."

"Hey... boring." Hannah was discouraged, frowned, and looked at Mag with pouted lips, "Then what can I do?"

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