9:30 a.m., Beckland Bridge area, Iron Gate Street, Brave Bar.

Emlyn White stepped out of the carriage and froze in place, staring ahead in a daze, almost forgetting to hide from the sun.

At this point, the main entrance to the bar was firmly closed, showing no sign of opening.

As a Kindred who rarely came out for activities and had only entered a similar bar a few times at night, Emlyn had no idea that the other party would not open the door in the morning, and as soon as he read the note, he turned around and left the Harvest Church in a hurry, and rushed here by transportation, hoping to get the information as soon as possible.

In order to save time, he even endured the cramped environment and unpleasant smell of the steam subway.

At this moment, Emlin was a little angry, but he clearly knew that he was the one who made the mistake, so he could only keep a straight face and slowly walk around Tiemen Street, indicating that he had not come in vain.

Just as he was about to approach a rental carriage parked on the side of the street, a familiar figure suddenly swept into the corner of his eye.

Wearing a brown yarmulke hat, an old coat, and a tattered satchel, it was none other than Ian, a black market arms and intelligence merchant.

Hehe, my instincts are still very accurate, I knew he would show up so early!Emlyn turned his anger into joy, put his hands in his pockets, walked leisurely, blocked in front of Ian, and chuckled:

"Good morning. ”

Ian looked up at the handsome man in front of him and replied in surprise:

"Good morning, Mr. White, you should have come in the evening. ”

"It seems like a good fit now. Emlyn smiled in a good mood, "Ian, why do you wear the same clothes and dress up similarly every time I see you?"

Ian said unconcernedly:

"It makes me look more mature and very low-key.

"Of course, the main reason is that I don't have any money. ”

The latter sentence he added in a joking tone.

"I'm looking forward to you wearing it this in the summer. Emlyn scoffed.

"Then I'll take off my coat. Ian said as he took out two pieces of paper from his worn satchel, which were the "bounty order" that Emlyn had given him, "Someone has seen this person in the East End. ”

He handed one of the pieces of paper to Emlyn, labeled Argos.

Seeing that there was really a clue to the "Primordial Moon" believer, Emlyn asked happily:

"Where is he?"

Ian didn't answer, watching him smile without saying a word.

Emlyn had experience, and immediately took out his wallet and counted 150 pounds to the other party:

"This is your reward. ”

Ian smiled and said:

"It's still half there. ”

"Still half?" Emlyn almost wanted to let the black market arms and intelligence merchant in front of him know how powerful the Bloods were, because the original agreement was 20 pounds for valid clues and 150 pounds for locked positions.

However, he quickly tasted the other party's hidden meaning, and asked in surprise:

"Found another one?"

"Yes. Ian handed over the remaining piece of paper in his hand, "My friend was looking at Argos to determine where he lived, and found out that he had met with this gentleman named Galice Kevin, so we have both of our targets' residences. ”

“...... Very good. Emlyn emptied her purse and scraped together another £150 for Ian.

He was in a very happy mood, only to feel that the Ancestor and Mr. "Fool" were protecting him, because there were only five targets in this batch, he had already hunted one, and now he had obtained the other two, as long as he succeeded, no matter what the other Bloods did, he could declare himself the final victory.

Ian counted and checked the bills, and said in a low voice:

"Argos is on the third floor of the apartment at 6 Greystone Street East, opposite the communal bathroom.

Galice Kevin is also in the East End, living in the room on the first floor of 19 Moby Dick Street, just by the stairs. ”

"I'll check your information, and I'm sure you won't give up your business here for just £300. Emlyn nodded slightly, half-warning, half-reminded, and then laughed, "How did they get found so easily?"

Ian's red eyes turned slightly, and he glanced left and right and said:

"Number one, a lot of bounty hunters are my friends, and they have a wide range of informants in the East End.

"Second, the disguise of those two gentlemen is not good enough, they are in the Eastern District, but they are more obviously different from the people around them. If they're willing to change into tattered clothes and do more than 12 hours of hard labor a day, I'm sure they'll be hard to spot in the chaotic East End. ”

In this way, you have to pay attention to the difference in the environment to hide yourself...... Emlyn muttered to herself silently, feeling that she had learned another skill.

He didn't plan to go to the East End right now, because even if he could succeed during the day, it would be difficult to evacuate without causing any movement, which is quite dangerous in Beckland, which means that he might have just sneaked home and was approached by a "substitute for punishment" or "night watchman".

After Emlin prepares for the tarot party, he comes over from 8 to 9 p.m. to decide when to do it.

The strength of the previous "Primordial Moon" believer is not bad, these two should not be bad, although I am sure, but I only rely on myself, I always feel that it is still not safe enough...... Emlin waved goodbye to Ian as he pondered his question, and returned to the south of the bridge in a rental carriage.

............

The capital of East Chester County, Stonen City.

Audrey stood behind the railing, watching the maids and maids arrange the items they had brought from the family castle in the right places, the scene was lively but orderly, not chaotic at all.

Later, I sent someone to Associate Professor Michel and told him that I would visit the Antiquities Collection and Conservation Foundation tomorrow...... Hopefully, they've acquired some items that have a twist on the extraordinary...... Audrey thought for a while, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, proud of her decision to donate money to establish a foundation.

Her beautiful emerald eyes flickered to see the time on the wall clock, and she gathered her thoughts, turned and walked back to her bedroom.

In the corner of the bedroom, Susie, the big golden retriever, is lying on the ground, with her front legs crossed and resting, which is very elegant.

In front of it was an open book, on which lines of words were densely written.

From time to time, Susie lifted one of her front legs and fiddled with it, turning the pages of the book, and reading it very seriously.

Every time I see Susie like this, I feel a little ashamed...... Audrey, you can't relax in your studies! Audrey encouraged herself and slowly leaned over, ready for Susie to guard outside the door.

Susie raised her head, glanced at Audrey, stood up sharply, and said:

"I see!"

With that, it trotted briskly out of the bedroom, not forgetting to close the door.

“...... I haven't said anything yet. Audrey blinked and whispered to herself.

She had done similar instructions many times, and in order not to let Susie notice that she was alone in her room every Monday afternoon from three to half past three, and not let people get near her, she deliberately did similar things at other times, pretending to have a party, pretending to be alone, and keeping a regular mess.

I have to say that Susie's presence has effectively improved my motivation, efficiency and rigor in handling things...... I can't make myself inferior to a dog!, but being better than a dog doesn't seem to be a compliment...... Audrey puffed out her cheeks self-deprecatingly, sat down on the edge of the bed, and waited for the tarot party to begin.

............

At 3 p.m., above the gray fog.

A series of crimson figures rose on both sides of the bronze table at the same time, and immediately solidified into a blurred state.

"Good afternoon, Mr. 'Fool'~" "Justice" Audrey stood up and saluted briskly.

The rest of the members also greeted each other, and received a response from the jaw of the person at the top of the mottled long table.

As he sat down, "Magician" Furth couldn't help but look at Mr. "World" at the bottom, thinking about how he would speak later.

In addition to relaying the teacher's answer to Ms. "Hermit", she is also going to do several things, one is to tell Mr. "World" that in view of the difficulty of the task, she can add an additional payment, but she needs to wait for a while, this is because the sale of the house is always not so fast, and the second is that after repeated thinking, she thought of a good way to make money and improve her strength, which is inspired by the behavior of "World": rent out "Lemano's travel notes"!

When a member needs a similar item to briefly boost their combat power for certain situations, they can rent her "Lemanor's Travel Notes", which is divided into two parts, one is cash, which is not too expensive, and the other is replaced by the extraordinary ability of the record, that is, the renter must promise that when he returns the magic book, there will be a few more pages of written chapters on it.

Of course, as a provider, Forth will record the "apprentice's" ability to "open the door" and other useful abilities on it, so that the renter can get help accordingly.

The most problematic aspect of this transaction is that the renter may not return it, but with the witness of Mr. "Fool" in the Tarot Society, Furth is sure that no one will be greedy and stupid.

The death of the renter and the loss of "Lemanno's Travel Notes" are a small probability event, and after everyone knows that they can ask Mr. "Fool" for help in a critical moment, it is even more of a small probability!

How is it possible to do business without a little risk...... Wait until you communicate with Mr. "World" and determine the time period he wants to use, so as not to have conflicts...... Forth withdrew his gaze and heard the "Hermit" lady speak:

"Dear Mr. 'Fool', this time there are two pages of Russell's diary. ”

Ever since I contacted the "Mystery Queen", the diary has been terribly stable...... Klein nodded slightly, chuckled and said:

"Good. ”

After a brief moment of silence, the Hermit Gardelia revealed two pages of tawny paper, watching them leap into the palm of Mr. Fool's hand in a spiritual realm.

Klein then slowly lowered his gaze and looked at the diary in his hand:

"On December 29th, it's almost the new year.

"All the mausoleums have been built, and there is no turning back from the bow. ”

PS: Ask for a recommended ticket for a monthly pass on Monday