Red Gold Casino, an invite-only private card room.

At the table sat laughing women, who played their cards with great grace and spent more time chatting.

Coins, jewelry, chips.

The fan covers the giggles, and the satisfaction of a woman showing off her wealth is in no way inferior to that of a man.

Adam leaned against the wall behind him, his shadows cut off, like a lazy waiter napping in a cubicle, or a meditator who disdained the hustle and bustle of a casino.

He closed his eyes and felt the stirring in the depths of his soul with all his might.

The whole person seems to have become the store logo, and in the indescribable resonance, there is a certain connection with the entire Mocking Skull Bay.

But this is not Dan de Leon, and the familiar sense of belonging is not there, just the deep earth of foam and fog, sensing a signal to light up.

Adam's breathing was steady, and he kept getting rid of his mental exhaustion, and his relaxed mind seemed to catch some kind of message.

It was a very vague picture: a point on the map that could be reached, a person with whom he had a contractual relationship, had just left the sea and stepped onto land.

……

Port slaughterhouse, rest room.

"Huh?"

Captain Rylis frowned suddenly, clutching the diamond-shaped dagger at his waist.

She carefully put down her luggage and took out a sheepskin scroll from her leather bag, the seal was broken and was resonating like a deep-sea sound wave.

Not long ago, on a calm night.

The strange merchant with a sinister smile knocked on the door of the captain's room without noticing

"The collaborators have already set out to find you, hehehehe."

When Leslie woke up from her sleep, the scroll was already on her pillow, and there was nothing unusual on the moonlit sea.

Back to the present.

In the lounge, the bald first mate, the senior and junior officers, and the three boatswain, are the most trusted subordinates in the team.

The scroll, which was originally as hard as a whole, can now be gently unfolded.

She quickly skimmed over the mysterious words that she didn't know what to call them.

At the end of the chapter, next to my signature, in the originally blank area, I found the name.

"Adam White? Strange surname.

If the merchant dares to give, it means that the other party has the strength to complete the commission, and the standard phrase indicates that the other party is from a certain location called Dandeleon.

Have any of you ever heard of this name or place? ”

Leslie turned to inquire, and reclined into the deep chair laid out by her coat, gracefully cocking her sea-animal leather boots with thick rectangular roots.

The brawny men looked at each other, and soon noticed that the first mate's expression was solemn, and the scar on the top of his head looked more and more hideous in the light.

Unconsciously, everyone stopped searching for the name and focused on him.

During this time, the first mate temporarily handled some miscellaneous matters in the bay on behalf of the captain, and in the box of approved manuscripts, there was a copy of the Kingdom letterhead delivered to the bay of the taunt.

The fire paint is full of color, the graphics are delicate and noble, and the wax print is disconnected.

When the expensive piece of paper appeared in sight, Leslie already felt something bad in her heart, and unconsciously became serious.

Even if you are mentally prepared, the reality still exceeds expectations.

"Anton Weisson Kingdom Wanted Warrant, this amount, hehe, did he kidnap Princess Cathy?"

Leslie's smile stiffened.

Everyone present pursed their lips and took a deep breath, subconsciously blocking today's matter, and they must not reveal it.

The collaborators have bounties on their backs, which has too much impact on the development plan, and it is necessary to be cautious about contact before thinking about countermeasures.

She looked at the outer shell of the parchment in a daze, and asked casually.

"How about Belan, I'll look for her in the workshop later."

Hiss –

With the sound of snorting, the first mate suddenly remembered something again.

"There are strange faces in the bar today, very skilled, and very young......

In the Mocking Skull Bay, the territory of the Leslie gang, there are secret sentinels monitoring at all times.

Ever since Duheng killed people and cracked the trap lightly, and confronted the slaughter team without changing his face, they have never stopped paying attention to and tracking that guy.

After all, this kind of dangerous person must be treated with caution.

The first mate recounted what happened today in great detail, and did not even omit the fragment of taking care of the children.

"Duheng, this is the name to the outside world, in the afternoon, I sent someone to inquire about the news on the northern trade route, focusing on the investigation among the army."

The debriefing continued, from the daily chores to the movements of other captains.

Leslie's thin eyebrows frowned slightly, and there seemed to be waves in his deep-sea pupils—the scroll received a response, and the wave was picked up by itself, like a whisper in the fog.

She looked at the parchment that had returned to calm, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it, and instantly felt like she was being accepted by the bay.

"Tsk, ran away?"

The two sides grasped the lead, and the perception approached as quickly as a flame.

Adam cleared his mind with great self-control at the critical moment he was captured, as if to sever this hazy connection.

"If you are lazy, you can cover it up a little, and you will be easily fired by your employer!"

Beran's voice rang out, coughing to wake his companion.

The woman at the table giggled again when she noticed the interesting story.

Adam is like a breath-holding man, raising his head from the water and returning to the real world, and the hazy soul feeling seems to gradually fade away.

[The lord's ring is restless, you close the contact, but you still feel the presence of the contractor.] 】

"What's your last name?"

He curled the corners of his mouth and looked calmly at the girl next to him.

Belan's face was not of that remarkable standard, not even comparable to the female employees who walked back and forth in the casino, but it was full of spirituality.

The freedom of life in the bay has not concealed the expression that has been cultivated since childhood.

She was curious about the place and excited to be standing next to the table.

Today's incident, obviously after a long-term plan, is definitely not just to help build a network for yourself, but more likely to use it to come out and play.

The unequivocal rules, as well as the identified traps, were all privately taught to her by the man who was protecting Belan.

The female maintenance worker was instantly vigilant, and her slightly changed face was like a city gate that was hurriedly closed after coming into contact with a signal.

Adam was not interested in listening to the other party's random pseudonym, but chuckled, lightened the scene, and got up and walked towards the table.

The employer is a noblewoman with a girdle to the point of transtortion, with a lot of gambling money in front of her, and a very generous reward, from the perspective of finding superiority, she is already a winner tonight.

No one in the casino is stupid enough to do it in public, and the accompanying bodyguards brought with them are more like a manifestation of some kind of power and charm.

Female tourists are more interested in ornamentation than practicality, and they don't look at the hilt of the sword at the waist span of the other party.

Adam was still a topic on the table just now, so he naturally had a lot to say, and a few words of praise that did not go against his heart won the trust of the ladies.

But he declined the bonuses and whispered a few words to his employer.

Beran was distraught, and when he didn't know how to answer, he was already surrounded, and all of them were the few dealers in the casino who couldn't be messed with.

"I heard that a few generous adults want to bet on two?"

The man said.

He had a square-headed cigar, a spicy mouth, gold-trimmed front teeth, and a dangerous glint in his eyes.