"Throwing knives?" Old Thorde, who had been interrupted again, glanced at the object in Essio's hand with an unhappy expression.

"It should be," the old man threw the poison in his hand to Wang Ming, stood up and looked at the few flying knives in Aisio's hand with disdain, "This kind of thing will only be used by ghosts." ”

"Uh......" Wang Ming was stunned for a moment, not understanding why this old guy could suddenly speak in such a tone.

Aisiou, who was playing with the flying knife with great interest, also looked stiff, and the flying knife in his hand was neither put away.

Is this old man angry because his continuous speech has been interrupted?

Ai Siou and Wang Ming glanced at each other, and both of them saw such a message from each other's eyes at the same time.

"Hmph~" didn't notice the strange appearance of the two people behind him, and Old Tolde, who stood up with his back to them, suddenly picked up an elite long sword from the ground and raised it high above the top with both hands.

"Throwing knives or something, it's all floating clouds. Only close-quarters shopping is a man's romance! ”

Wang Ming & Essio: "......"

Forget it, they're stupid if they care about this old man.

With an indifferent face, he continued to carry the throwing knife on his body, as if Essio was indeed very fond of this delicate and small thing that could kill people from a distance.

However, if Wang Ming thinks about it carefully, it seems that in the multiple series of Assassin's Creed, only Essio has the habit of using throwing knives.

It seems that this is also his indissoluble bond with the flying knife.

He also threw the smoke grenade to Elsio, as his Assassin suit had a lot of hidden pockets, making it easy to fit these bulky items into them without anyone noticing.

And Essio was just a very casual aristocratic dress, looking like an ordinary nobleman, if you didn't look at his face.

In Wang Ming's impression, it's okay to play games, but if you still wear an assassin suit in real Shijie, it's obviously a bit of Fan Er, although that dress is really convenient.

Although in this era, the outfit on Essio's body is not very conspicuous, Wang Ming does not plan to go out in the same clothes as him.

What if it's thought to be a couple or something......

Carefully inserting the poison in the test tube into the special storage space above the belt to fix it, Wang Ming took over the information of this mission from the old Tolde, who had returned to normal.

Freehand ...... Abstract Painting ......

This was Wang Ming's first feeling after receiving the information.

The corners of his mouth twitched and glanced at the portrait that normal people couldn't look at, and Wang Ming decisively handed him to Ai Siou behind him.

Aboriginal people or something, I guess I can understand that thing......

"Lyon......" Wang Ming looked at the information in his hand and couldn't believe it.

"Profession is a priest?!"

Old Thorde on the side hurriedly came up and explained: "The priest is just a disguise on his surface, but in fact, his identity is an underground intelligence leader hidden in the shadows. ”

"Intelligence chief?" Wang Ming was puzzled again.

Didn't the letter from the manor say that this guy organized illegal business through intimidation and threats?

"I made a mistake at first...... the embarrassed look on old Tolde's face flashed, and he hurriedly apologized to the two of them, "Leon often says that information about our activities is sold at a high price to those who are our enemies, and his existence is a huge obstacle for us. ”

"As for the one who organized the illegal business, it was Ewald, I had already stabbed his chrysanthemum in the street with that mad poison, I remember that time......"

“……”

The corners of his mouth twitched, Wang Ming resisted the urge to scold his mother, and stuffed a half-eaten pastry on the table into Old Thorde's mouth that was still chattering.

This strange pastry existed when Wang Ming and the others came in, and in Wang Ming's opinion, when he and Essio hadn't come over, the old man might have been drinking afternoon tea.

As for the weishenme, it will have afternoon tea in the evening...... This is not something Wang Ming needs to consider.

Shijie finally calmed down, Wang Ming and Ai Siou were relieved, calmed down and carefully looked at the information in their hands.

"Lyon. Ostensibly a respected priest, secretly he was a Florentine underground worker with bloody hands on his hands. ”

"There have been more than a dozen Assassins in the Syndicate who have obtained information through unknown means and sold it at high prices to those who are enemies of the Syndicate."

"It has been observed that the other party also has close contacts with members of the Templar Order, and there have been dozens of private and secret meetings with members of the Templar Order, but he is ostensibly a priest, so it is possible that it is because of some matters related to the Order, but it is unlikely."

"This time, one of the members of the Assassin Group, *** (Essio's father), is suspected to be related to it......"

"Phew!" Before he could finish it, Essio's fist slammed into the classical and ornate writing table.

Wang Ming shrugged his shoulders in his heart, turned his head sideways and pretended to look at the protagonist of our Shijie, Aisiou children's shoes.

With an angry look on his face, his exposed teeth clucking, and his emotions clearly agitated, he wanted to rush over and kill the man who might have killed his father.

He sighed imperceptibly.

Wang Ming finally knew that Weishenme had not heard any more about the old man, Thorde.

Look at what Essio looks like now.

He must have made a mistake somehow in anger, and as a result, Zuihou caused Thorde, the publisher of the mission, to be killed by him.

Wang Ming, who is good at fantasy, can even imagine in his mind what this mission would have developed if he had not been there.

There is nothing to pay attention to in the rest of the information, Wang Ming took a look at the other party's activity pattern, and found that this guy has the habit of going to the church to pray every afternoon.

This is because there is too much blood at the injured station, so do you expect to get the gods' forgiveness?

He handed the information in his hand to Aisio, but Aisiou's children's shoes, who had been gloomy since just now, had no intention of taking it at all.

Shrugging his shoulders, Wang Ming turned around and returned the information to old Tolde.

"We probably already know the specific situation...... Wang Ming flicked the extremely abstract figure painting in his hand, and pretended to ask Thorde casually: "Is the death of *** (Essio's father) really related to Leon?" ”

Aisiou, who was standing behind Wang Ming, was shocked, his lowered head was raised instantly, and the eyes hidden under his hat were also staring at old Todd.

Wang Ming suddenly felt that he seemed to have asked the wrong question.

"It should be......" The old-eyed Thorde didn't see Essio's strange appearance, and took it out of the file next to him and flipped through it, "The chance is at least 75%, which is basically a ...... for us."

Before old Tolde could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt a hand grasp the collar on his chest.

"Where is he?" Essio's eyes flashed with cold light, and he stared at the old man's eyes like a hungry wolf, as if the next moment he would disappear from this shijie as long as he didn't answer his own question.

"What...... What the?! Old Tolde was startled, and then realized that something was wrong with Essio's demeanor.

"I ask you where he is?" Essio said again with an impatient face, and in a fierce tone, he carried the old and frail old man in front of him, "That soul is called Leon, where is he now!" ”

"Lyon?" Old Tolde did not understand that Essio Weishenme would become like this, but he subconsciously told Lyon's address.

Worst! Wang Ming secretly screamed in his heart.

He didn't expect that this old man, who was still bragging just now, would be so cowardly and tell the story as soon as he was frightened.

“xiexie。”

Sure enough, without waiting for Wang Ming to react, Aisiou, who let go of old Todd, thanked him insincerely, and then rushed into the night outside at a fast speed.

"Damn it!" Wang Ming's face changed, and he ignored the frightened old Thorde behind him, turned around and chased him out at the same amazing speed.

This guy Essio is so impulsive!