Chapter 1535

"Well?" Irina gazed at MEG and looked at the girl again with a slight frown.

The girl looked at McGonagall's outstretched right hand, her expression was gradually excited. She took McGonagall's hand with a slap, and immediately nodded with satisfaction: "yes! That's how it feels! "

McGonagall's mouth twitched a few times and asked, "how do you feel?"

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

"Yes, welcome back." McGonagall was relieved, right? That's the normal way to talk.

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

McGonagall quickly took back his hand, took out a token from his arms and handed it to him. He coughed and said, "old comrade SIM, this is my identity token. I don't know if you have received the notice from the organization."

"Yes, I have been informed by the organization to cooperate with you." Old SIM took the token and looked at it carefully. Then he looked up at MEG with a blank face and said, "do you have any specific posture requirements?"

"It's not that kind of cooperation." McGonagall took back his token with a speechless face. He said helplessly, "there are so many people outside. Let's go first."

"Yes, please come in." Old SIMM nodded and quickly turned to let MEG in.

MEG looked up and nodded at Elena, indicating that everything was under control. I'll explain to you later, and then he walked into the yard.

As soon as you enter the door, the smell of wine comes. The houses on both sides of the yard should be wine cellars.

There are some skirts and clothes hanging in the yard, and there is a lovely swing in the corner. There are feminine decorations and ornaments everywhere.

MEG suddenly understood why Elena had said that before.

Really, it's light not to kill him on the spot.

"Is there a special task assigned to me on top of the organization? I've been waiting for this day for ten years. I'm willing to give everything to the organization, including my life Old SIM closed the door, rushed to MEG with an excited face, and asked expectantly.

"Old SIMM, are you the best winemaker in the FAK tribe?" McGonagall didn't rush to talk about the task, but looked at old SIMM with a little doubt. The girl looked like a twenty-three-four-year-old. She didn't look like an experienced winemaker, and she didn't look like the best rum winemaker in the world.

"After my grandfather died, I was the best rum maker in the world." The girl nodded confidently, then shook her head with a smile and said, "old Sam is my grandfather. In fact, my name is Hannah."

"You're not old Sam!" McGonagall was surprised again. Didn't he meow!

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

"Then your grandfather..." MEG was a little confused.

"Old SIM is my grandfather's name and code name. After my grandfather died, I took his place in the organization and kept his code name." "So, I'm Hannah, and I'm old SIM," Hannah said with a smile

McGonagall's eyebrows jumped. He couldn't say what was wrong, but he thought it shouldn't be like this.

"The grey temple?" Over the wall, Elena looked at MEG and Hannah, with a sort of thoughtful look on her face.

Although there is still some hostility towards the woman who took the initiative to throw her arms at MEG, from their conversation, it should not be the kind of relationship she imagined.

As for the organization, she couldn't figure out which organization MEG was close to except the grey temple.

McGonagall looked at Hannah and said calmly, "well, in that case, the first task of the organization is to teach me how to make rum."

"Ah???"

Hannah was stunned and hesitated. "Is it just to teach you how to make rum?"

"Yes, it's a very important task." McGonagall nodded firmly.

"I've been waiting for so many years, can't I have a more exciting task?" Hannah tried to say: "such as poisoning the new chief at the sealing banquet, burying the eldest son of the chief of the Ogg tribe who will come to the sealing banquet tomorrow..."

"Oh, this girl is on the way." Originally interested and ready to leave in advance, Elena immediately looked at Hannah with great interest when she heard this. That's what she should do.

McGonagall smell speech is slightly a Leng, expression slightly strange looking at Hannah: "from the identity point of view, you are an informant to provide information."

"No, I'm undercover." Hannah said, raising her head.

"Well, I'll keep the first one you mentioned and leave the second one out of consideration." MEG nodded and said, "in addition, one of the important purposes of our trip is to rescue the son of the former chief who was detained."

"Pedynan, I know the prince who is more shy than his sister." Hannah's eyes brightened. "Shall we act now?"

"No, specific operations also need to make plans and accurate intelligence. I came to you tonight just to check some intelligence and location." McGonagall quickly grabbed Hannah, who was ready to copy the guy. She was speechless. The girl was really an impatient informant. Fortunately, she hadn't been used for so many years.

"I knew where he was locked up." Hannah looks at MEG strangely.

"Er..."

McGonagall awkwardly withdrew his hand from Hannah's sleeve and looked at Hannah strangely: "do you really know where he is locked up?"

"Yes, people in the inner city of FAK tribe like to buy wine from me, which is my only way to get information." Hannah nodded and continued: "yesterday, a guard leader was drinking with me. I put some water in his wine. Then he told me where pedynan was being held. If you remember correctly, he was being held alone in the dungeon under the north wall of the inner city."

"The dungeon under the north wall?" MEG frowned and pondered for a while. There was no dungeon in the information from the grey temple.

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

"You're such a good informant..." McGonagall didn't know what to say.

"Shall we do it now? I'm ready for the night, just waiting for the day when the order of the organization arrives. " Hannah had begun to reach for her collar.

"Wait!"

MEG quickly stopped.

With a bit of helplessness, he said: "although that guy may indeed speak 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 you act rashly, you may not only lose your action, but also threaten your own safety."

"Hi... Boring." Hannah, frustrated, frowned and peered at MEG, "what can I do?"