Of course, it is impossible to complete the identification in the tavern.

After Qin Ran and the 'craftsman' said hello to Rachel, they boarded the train back to 99 Emma Street.

The two sat side by side, the 'craftsman' was silent, Qin Ran was not a person who could enliven the atmosphere, he leaned back in the soft seat, looking ahead without squinting, but his brain was constantly thinking about the information about 'Sekeli', or more precisely: Why Sekeli, and not others?

But just as he had said to the crowd before.

I don't know.

He couldn't make any inferences without any information.

"Hopefully Hans, Cole and they will have more information."

Qin Ran thought so.

And, with considerable confidence.

Cole may not have much to praise in a head-on battle, but the opponent's ability to search for information is really useful.

In the huge city, there is also electronic surveillance.

Of course, these are all owned by the Robo-enforcers and are unlikely to be borrowed by any player.

However, Cole is an exception.

Even, in a way, Cole is the nemesis of the mechanical enforcers.

And, of course, Galvin and Blair.

Although the two of them were newcomers, Qin Ran would never underestimate any newcomers, after all, he, and most of the veterans had evolved from newcomers.

And what reason is there to underestimate the two?

What's more, the two also showed extraordinary potential.

Lawless has praised Galvin more than once for his caution and Blair's courage, as well as the intimacy of the two when they worked together.

There are many people, and there is great power in nature.

Galvin and Blair are like that.

This is the same thing about the actions that everyone has arranged.

If Qin Ran is really allowed to do it alone, even if he is strong, he will be unable to do it, this is a fact, Qin Ran will never deny it.

Just as he wouldn't deny that he was used to entering the dungeon world alone.

Contradictory?

Not contradictory.

The existence of aborigines in the dungeon world is special in itself, and as the difficulty of the dungeon world increases, such particularity begins to rise in a straight line.

If you are not careful, you will really lose your efforts, and if you are more serious, you will never recover, and there will be no place to bury you.

Qin Ran didn't like such an accident.

So, he chose to go it alone.

But giant cities are different.

Here, you just have to face the player.

Qin Ran is facing players, and he is also surrounded by players.

Accidents happen, of course, but they come from the player himself, not from the outside world.

Therefore, Qin Ran didn't mind blending into a small collective.

Of course, the most important thing is lawlessness.

Without lawlessness as a link, Qin Ran would probably be alone here.

"Emma Street has arrived!"

The 'train conductor' issued a voice prompt, and Qin Ran and the 'craftsman' stepped off the train one after the other, and then, Qin Ran deliberately paused and let the 'craftsman' walk in front.

Although he already knew the address of the other party, he still had proper etiquette.

When Qin Ran paused, the 'craftsman' also paused.

And then?

He strode towards his room.

Not only is the step very large, but the speed is also extremely fast.

People react very differently to their normal state and their angry state.

Sometimes you don't need to look at your face to feel it from your voice and movements.

Qin Ran felt the anger of the 'craftsman'.

But he didn't understand why this was happening.

Looking at the other party's back, Qin Ran frowned, and just followed.

Didn't say much.

Qin Ran is not good at taking the initiative to ask.

He thinks that if a friend wants to tell you, then he will take the initiative to tell you, and if he doesn't want to tell you, then it's best not to ask too much.

Otherwise, in the end, you won't even have to be a friend.

For friendship, Qin Ran attaches great importance to it.

All the way to 99 Emma Street.

"Wait here."

'Craftsman' said coldly.

"Okay."

Qin Ran nodded.

The door opened and closed, and when he returned to his room and confirmed that he would not be discovered by Qin Ran, the 'craftsman' took a deep breath.

And then—

"Bastard!"

With a loud shout, the 'craftsman' rushed to the target on the side of the room.

It was made of solid wood, something like a wooden stake.

The 'craftsman' threw a punch, and the stout wooden stake was broken in two, and then, with a whip leg, the wooden stake was pulled up in its entirety.

And that doesn't end there.

The wooden stake flying in mid-air was caught by the 'craftsman' and poured into the ground.

One left, one right.

When the 'craftsman' stopped, all that remained of the ground was slag of wood.

Call!

With a long sigh, the 'craftsman' clapped his hands, and his expression returned to that indifferent state again.

She turned and walked towards the workbench.

……

Outside No. 99 Emma Street, Qin Ran leaned in the shadows, looking at the sunlight a meter away, waiting quietly.

When the shadow completely embraced his body, Qin Ran felt a sense of security from the bottom of his heart.

This is not a delusion.

Rather, it is a summary of the experience gained after a long battle.

Preemptive.

It's always better to make a system with people after that.

Qin Ran was thinking as he observed his surroundings.

The cautious personality combined with many battles had already made Qin Ran imprint the habit of observation into the depths of his soul, making him almost instinctive.

There are pros and cons to doing this.

The downside is that no one can surprise Qin Ran.

But compared to the benefits that will appear, Qin Ran doesn't care about such disadvantages.

His gaze was fixed on a small black dot in the sky.

Not the falcon of memory.

But......

Dove.

Gray-and-white dove with a secret letter.

The other party flapped its wings and landed in the sunlight in front of Qin Ran, the pigeon made a cooing sound, and its head twisted around, obviously looking for something.

But even if it was only a little more than a meter away, this pigeon didn't find Qin Ran.

It wasn't until Qin Ran stretched out his arm from the shadows and grabbed it in his hand that the pigeon flapped its wings in panic.

But right away, the pigeon fell silent.

It wasn't that Qin Ran appeased the other party.

It's a trained instinct.

Remove from the pigeon's leg the fire paint paper containing MeSign - made of brown paper wrapped in fire paint, which is not only waterproof but also tough that ordinary paper does not have.

As soon as Qin Ran, who got the secret letter, let go, the pigeon spread its wings and flew into the sky.

Very quickly, the pigeon turned into a black dot, and in the same way, a black dot chased after it in a faster and more subtle way.

Qin Ran silently withdrew his gaze, and after he checked it, he rubbed open the fire paint on the outer layer of the secret letter and took out the secret letter inside.

There are two very simple lines written on it -

Want to know why Sekeley?

Come to Edge Street.

……

Looking at the brief message and the deliberately disguised notes, Qin Ran couldn't help but smile.

With great interest,

Sneer.