I rely on myself

Chapter 582 The truth is about to be revealed

Now that we have made a decision, of course we should take action.

Olga and the others did not hesitate and immediately went over to the workers. After cheering, the workers came to their senses and began to deal with the aftermath.

Some people were standing guard at the door with guns, some were cleaning up the bodies, and the majority of people were starting to move the piled up weapons. After all, the situation here had been exposed, so in order to prevent these weapons from being seized, they naturally had to be moved to a safer place immediately. The workers of Dortmund 2 were planning to do this at this time.

Olga and the others looked at all this and didn't intend to ask any more questions. They went straight to the worker who had been communicating with them before. As soon as they arrived in front of the other party, Olga asked directly.

"Excuse me, when will your person in charge arrive? I think you said you've already contacted him before, right?"

"Oh, it's everyone from the Tekkadan. I'm so sorry for letting you see this. As for Mr. Nabona, I've already notified him, and he has also said that he will come here. According to the time, he should be here soon..."

Just as the worker was saying this, there was a sudden commotion not far away. Everyone looked over and saw that a large number of workers were surrounding a middle-aged man who was also wearing work clothes.

Olga and the others vaguely heard the words "Mr. Nabona" ​​from the other side. If nothing unexpected happened, the other party should be the person in charge of the workers here, the so-called Mr. Nabona, and the words spoken by the workers next to him also proved this point.

"Oh, Mr. Nabona has arrived... Who is that Mr. Nabona over there? I'll go over and call him. Please wait a moment."

Olga and the others naturally would not refuse, and the workers quickly walked up to Nabona and said something. During this time, Mr. Nabona looked over here several times, then nodded, and said something to the workers around him. The workers quickly dispersed and went back to work, and he went straight to Olga and the others and introduced himself.

"Nice to meet you, everyone is from the Tekkadan, right? Although you may already know who I am, let me introduce myself. I am the leader of the union here, Nabona Mingo, and I am grateful for your guidance."

"Ah, I don't deserve that. I should be the one saying that. Please give me your guidance."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Nabona got straight to the point and said, "So, what do you want to talk to me about? You all look very anxious. If there is anything I can help you with, please feel free to ask."

After hearing this, Olga and the others looked at each other, especially Gudelia, who spoke without hesitation.

"Actually, if it's possible, we have some intelligence to share with you about your protest. By some coincidence, we learned some intelligence related to your protest. If it's possible, can you recommend a safe place so that we can have a discussion?"

"…Is this information about our union's protest? Judging from your tone, it doesn't sound like good news."

After some hesitation, Nabona finally asked with a wry smile, and at the same time he had some speculation about the so-called news, to which Olga gave the answer.

"Yes, to be honest, the news we received was not good news, so we kept it confidential."

"I understand. If it's a safe place, I have a good place here. Please follow me."

Nabona did not hesitate and directly said that there was indeed a safe place and that he would lead the way. Olga and the others naturally did not refuse and followed Nabona out of the warehouse. Fortunately, the place Nabona mentioned was not far away, and soon everyone came to a residential area. Looking at the people coming in and out from time to time, it was obvious that this was not an uninhabited place.

Although they were puzzled, Olga and the others did not ask directly. Led by Nabona, they entered one of the buildings and soon arrived at the door of a house.

"Hey, this is it. You're welcome, everyone. Come in."

While saying this, Nabona opened the door and walked in first. Olga and others who followed behind him also saw what was inside. It was a small but well-equipped residence. Looking at the old but very tidy objects around it, it was obvious that someone still lived there.

Looking at the situation inside the residence, Olga and the others couldn't help but have a guess in their minds, but before they could ask, Nabona gave them the answer directly.

"Everyone, please take a seat. Although it's a little shabby, it will still allow you to have a good rest. At the same time, this is my home, so there will be no problem with safety, so don't worry."

As he said this, Nabona came over with a set of tea set in his hands, obviously wanting to pour a cup of hot tea for Olga and the others.

Olga and the others naturally couldn't accept this with peace of mind, so they all came forward to help. In response, Nabona stubbornly stated that they were the guests and he, as the host, should be the one to take care of it.

After a commotion, everyone sat down, each drinking a cup of hot tea.

However, while drinking tea, everyone still remembered the business, so after tasting the tea a little, they put down their teacups, and Nabona spoke first.

"Okay, I didn't ask because I was in a hurry. Excuse me, you are Miss Gudelia, right?"

Nabona turned to Gudelia and said this, and Gudelia was very surprised to hear this and asked directly.

"Hey, Mr. Nabona, do you know me, or have we met somewhere before?"

"No, no, no... No, Miss Gudelia, we have never met before." Nabon explained with a smile, "It's just that I heard about your deeds from the sponsor. You are a revolutionary girl who stood up for the oppressed people on Mars. Of course, we are deeply moved by this. We even hope that we have the same person here. Please don't laugh at me."

"No, no, you flatter me too much. I'm not that great."

Faced with such sincere praise, Gudelia was obviously shy, but Nabona smiled knowingly, treating it as just girlish modesty.

Seeing such a harmonious atmosphere, although Olga didn't want to break it, but thinking of the plan, she finally made up her mind and suddenly spoke to Nabona.

"Mr. Nabona, I would like to ask how much you know about your sponsor."

(End of this chapter)