246 Remember, My Name Is TinyMeatball (1/2)
At a construction site in Winterfell, the diligent workers wore safety helmets as they carried bricks. Giants with safety helmets were also busy working.
At the entrance was a large sign—”Dangerous Incidents Occurring Land Development Private Limited.”
Slogans were seen everywhere:
”Safety and Productivity are our priority, no compensation if safety helmet isn't worn.”
”Our company and Fatality Hospital have become collaboration partners.”
”Our company is working here 24 hours a day. If there's any disturbance, you can try beating me up.”
When the workers saw the slogans, they would check their safety equipment instinctively.
TinyMeatball, who was wearing his coffee-colored windbreaker, gazed at the busy construction site as he adjusted his windbreaker. A short Gnome, who was his assistant, stood beside him. He was called Peanut.
”Peanut, look at this construction site. What did you discover?”
TinyMeatball smoked his Uranium stick. His deep eyes were filled with intelligence.
”The safety protocols of this construction site are pretty good. There shouldn't be any problems. Winterfell has been pretty strict with safety.”
TinyMeatball extended his finger and pointed at a Houndhead Man pulling a cartload of metal bars as he asked, ”Take a look. What is that?”
”Metal bars used for building the foundation!” Peanut narrowed his eyes.
”No, no, no. What is carrying the metal bars?”
”The shoulders!”
”Whose shoulders are those?”
”A construction worker's!”
TinyMeatball smoked his Uranium stick, and his nose emitted agitated humming sounds.
”That's a Houndhead Man with green symbols above his head. All the suspects in the recent cases have had green words above their heads. The Houndhead Men are included.”
”TinyMeatball! You found the blind spot!”
Peanut looked in astonishment at TinyMeatball.
TinyMeatball puffed his Uranium stick. He wanted to speak but held back. At that moment, a fat Hamster wearing a safety helmet ran over and panted as he said to TinyMeatball, ”Apologies, Captain TinyMeatball. The construction site is busy. I heard you were coming and came over straight away. Sorry to keep you waiting.”
”It's nothing much. I'm here to investigate a few things.” TinyMeatball pointed at the diligent Houndhead Man and asked, ”Who is that Houndhead Man? I heard that Eternal Kingdom made the Houndhead Men intelligent. It's the first time that this Houndhead Man is working in Winterfell.”
”Yes, it's rather strange.” The Hamster supervisor nodded and said, ”Initially, I rejected the Houndhead Man when he asked for a job, but he said he didn't want any salary and would like to learn some skills. I thought he was a promising youth, so I arranged for him to carry bricks even though he is a Houndhead Man. His head is too big, so I rushed out the safety helmet for him.”
”Carrying bricks to learn skills?” TinyMeatball frowned and looked suspiciously at the Hamster as he recorded notes in his journal.
”Don't look at me like that, I'm not exploiting the Houndhead Man. He didn't want any salary and wanted to learn skills.” The Hamster clarified and said, ”He's rather hardworking.”
”I understand. Let me question the Houndhead Man.” TinyMeatball sat on the side of the construction site.
The Hamster ran to the Houndhead Man and shouted, ”TakeASpearHit, come over here. The Winterfell Garrison Guard Captain is looking for you.”
The Houndhead Man put down the bricks in his hands and walked over, befuddled. He walked and muttered to himself. The workers at the side shook their heads and whispered to each other.
”Ai, that's a pity. He's being targeted by the Garrison Guard. I thought the Houndhead Man was quite promising.”