"Click." The bartender put down his glass, and the glass slammed against the solid wood bar with a muffled sound. Unhurriedly, he took out a bottle of Carlton from the wine cabinet behind him, this kind of wine is not like ordinary sake, the wine is a little viscous, with this very special taste. But in general, this taste Anchen doesn't like very much.

But these are a few steps in the black market of this dock, and Anchen spent some money to get it from some "peers". There are no varieties of liquor, and sticky Carlton. So you can buy some of the things you need here.

"If there's anything else you need?" The bartender put a blank piece of paper in Anchen's hand: "Please write here." As he spoke, he pushed a black pen up.

"I'm in trouble." An Chen bowed slightly, turned his head to look at the people around him, and sure enough, most of them had a cup of Carlton beside him, holding a pen and writing something on the paper in his hand.

is open on the street openly, and doing business is not hidden, which is what a black market looks like, unlike the black street in Leather City, which is managed by Catherine's woman.

Anchen pursed his lips covertly and asked Yasuo in a low voice, "Yasuo, when did that senior of yours leave Ionia?" ”

"When?" Yasuo sat on a chair and looked down at the table at the bar: "It's been a while, maybe more than twenty years." ”

"Twenty years, is there an exact time?" An Chen's brows frowned, I don't know if I can find what happened twenty years ago, and the time is very vague.

"Probably before I was born." Yasuo struggled for a while, and said uncertainly: "Twenty-three years ago. ”

"Twenty-three?" An Chen was stunned for a moment, and then stared at Yasuo's face with a suspicious look.

Yasuo silently turned his head, looked at An Chen, and unconsciously shrank back and asked strangely, "What are you doing?" ”

"You're only twenty-three?" An Chen raised his eyebrows in relief after a while: "I thought you were thirty years old." ”

Yasuo's face twitched stiffly, and it took a long time for him to recover, holding his sword and snorting disdainfully.

An Chen took a sip of Carlton, picked up the black pen and left a line on the white paper with golden lines: Twenty-three years ago, the swordsman who used the heavy sword was good at the swordsmanship of resisting the wind. Whereabouts.

"Sir." The bartender heard someone calling him and turned his head to find two customers sitting at the bar looking at him.

"Is there anything you need?"

Anchen flipped over the cardboard and handed it to the bartender: "We want to know this." He drank silently.

The bartender looked at the jam and frowned, obviously not doing it easy, but then turned and walked backstage.

Carlton's liquor has a pungent taste, which makes Anchen a little uncomfortable, and the silence also makes the bar seem even more empty.

The door was opened again, the sound of the hanging bell rang softly, Anchen glanced casually at the door, and a strange man with a mask walked in. Wearing a wide white shawl, he looks tall and thin. He carried a long-pole rifle on his back, and two quaint large-caliber pistols loomed from his waist.

In addition, the person was wearing a smirking silver mask, and the dress was really weird, but An Chen didn't care very much, just sat in his seat and drank wine. There are more people who dress up weirdly this year, and there are not many of them like one or two. In comparison, this guy is also quite normal.

The tall and thin man sat in a seat behind Anchen and Yasuo, with his back to them.

He raised his hand slowly, and didn't look back, just said lightly: "Carlton, thank you." ”

Another young waiter walked over with a tray of wine and respectfully placed it beside him.

"It's been a few weeks since I talked about it." The tall and thin figure muttered to himself, picking up the paper and pen placed next to the wine: "It's really troublesome to find that guy." ”

A strange man, An Chen propped up the bar and shook his head.

"Please put it away." When the bartender walked out, he was already holding a wrapped document in his hand and putting it in front of An Chen: "A total of three gold coins." ”

"It's so expensive." Anchen looked at the stack of documents that were not thick in pain.

The bartender glanced at An Chen and said as a matter of course: "It's been a long time, and it's very troublesome to find." ”

"Ahh Anchen waved his hand, put the three gold coins on the table, and picked up the file. There are probably only a few photos, and there won't be a lot of information in them. Helplessly, he glanced at Yasuo: "Let's go." ”

"Hmm."

The two men turned and walked towards the door, passing by the tall and thin man, and a gust of wind passed between them. The eyes under the silver mask moved, skimming towards the faces of the two.

When the two of them left, the man let out a low chuckle: "Ha, it doesn't look very troublesome, praise you, my goddess of luck." As he spoke, he put the pen aside and walked out the door.

A small hotel, because it is a temporary residence, so Anchen does not care much about the environment, and opens two small rooms, just be able to sleep.

At this time, Anchen and Yasuo were sitting together, looking at the documents in their hands.

"Twenty-four years ago." Anchen took the paper in his hand, although Yasuo remembered the wrong time, but fortunately the gap was not big: "Judging from the information above, there is indeed a swordsman from Ionia who has been to Noxus. A red-black sword that can drive the wind. Looks like it's your senior. An Chen's gaze stayed on the red and black big sword for a moment, the red and black big sword, he seemed to have some impressions. But then I thought about it, how could it be, I didn't know anyone who used the Wind Sword Technique.

Yasuo rubbed his eyebrows: "He settled in Noxus for a while, and then went to the southwest alone. It's strange: "What about the woman who was with him?" ”

"Accidental death?" Anchen said casually.

"Maybe." This is not a problem that can be delved into, the problem now is that there is too little information on the documents, and basically most of it is a record of the strength of this person.

An Chen looked up at the already dark sky outside the window: "For now, this can only be the case, we are ready to leave for the Storm Plains tomorrow, there should be follow-up news." I'll go back first, let's rest first. ”

"Hmm."

Anchen pushed open the door and prepared to go back to his room. The corridor of the hotel was a little narrow, and in the dimness, another person walked towards An Chen on the other side of the corridor, maybe An Chen himself didn't pay attention, and the two bumped their shoulders.

"Oh, I'm sorry." The man turned his head and politely apologized.

"Yes, nothing." With a wave of his hand, Anchen looked up at the man.

The eyes of the two collided, and the two of them were stunned at the same time. The guy in front of Anchen was the weirdo with the silver mask in the afternoon tavern, and he didn't expect to meet him here.

On the other side, the strange man's gaze under the mask stayed on Anchen's face, his eyes scanning every detail with some fiery, as if he was looking at something precious.

His gaze made An Chen a little uncomfortable, and he took half a step back: "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

"Oh." The weirdo came back to his senses: "No, it's just too perfect, it's just a work of art." Miss, it's a great honor to meet you, and I'm fortunate to have three lives. As he spoke, he held An Chen's hand and bent down, his cold lips lightly touching it.

Kook.

"Thank you, thank you." An Chen frowned, and withdrew his hand vigilantly: "But I don't like people to call me Miss, I wish you a good night, goodbye." He turned and walked away.

"Good night, of course." The strange man looked at Anchen's departing back, his eyes flashed with fire, I think I have found my heroine, I will definitely make you the most perfect art.

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