Chapter Seventy-Five: The Way Out of the City

In the end, it was the old housekeeper who said the heavenly opportunity, and he said with a smile: "Our aunt and grandmother have already analyzed eight or nine and ten. In fact, to put it bluntly, the lack of virtue ghosts who are responsible for coming up with ideas are either officers of the city guards, or the staff of the original city lord's mansion, very slippery, these people are all afraid of being killed by those 'thieves', lest the process of search and arrest be unlucky, and if you really meet the murderer, a fierce battle breaks out again, and you can't even die yourself. And Lord Shangguan Renault, who presided over the arrest of the murderer, was obviously not familiar with local business, so he simply came up with such a seemingly impeccable bad idea to prevaricate Shangguan and protect himself by the way. No matter where the murderer leaves, once the upper echelons are investigated, there will be outsiders, and it is the stupid melons standing on the city wall who will take responsibility. ”

Speaking of happiness, the old butler's beautiful eyebrows are raised by three points, which is quite expressive.

The boy and the girl were stunned, and when they pondered the truth, they had to shake their heads helplessly and smile bitterly.

Normer said with emotion: "Sure enough, the fortress is easiest to attack from the inside. I thought the city guards would pay any price if they could avenge the Stipild family. I didn't expect the truth to be so cruel and ruthless, as long as this matter can be fooled safely, the city guards don't even want the most basic face. ”

The old butler explained meaningfully: "That's nature. Before these people put on the clothes of the city guards, most of them were hooligans and ruffians, and they only mixed into the official mansion to eat enough and wear warm clothes. Anything that realizes ideals and upholds justice is bullshit in the eyes of their snobs. Now that the Stipild family is dead, why bother to risk killing the murderer for a few useless dead people, isn't that a long life. ”

The words were so thorough and so easy to understand, that Normer and Dawn both looked like good babies, listening silently and pondering carefully.

As the saying goes, it is better to read a thousand books than to travel thousands of miles, and familiarity with history and philosophy books can indeed increase knowledge and enlighten wisdom, but all aspects of real life, all subtleties, contain simple philosophy, the most intriguing to chew, how to really understand these hidden truths in seemingly ordinary daily life, so as to improve their vision and cultivation, is a more realistic and urgent task.

The so-called road to simplicity is nothing more than this.

"Why don't we pick the South Gate tonight?"

Now that she has guessed the weakness of her opponent, Dawn is eager to ask, the girl is lively by nature, and she is faintly looking forward to playing with Miss Sophie, who is full of righteousness, and seeing her ugly embarrassment with her own eyes.

"Don't be in a hurry, go shopping first, don't you always shout that you don't have time to go shopping? ”

Compared with the morning light, which was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, Normer felt that he might as well take a look at it, so he replied to the girl.

As soon as she heard the word "eat", Chenxi suddenly felt that in front of the most important thing of tasting food, how to leave Manny Foster City safely was a trivial matter that was not worth mentioning, and immediately nodded her head in favor of her brother's proposal.

The proposal was adopted unanimously.

After wandering around for an afternoon, in the evening, the trio sat in the elegant seat on the second floor of the famous "Auben Restaurant" in Manny Ford City, Normer lightly clicked on the table in front of the morning light, reminded the girl to pay attention to the eating appearance, and asked the old butler very seriously: "Is there a way to leave here safely without fighting, killing, and killing?"

"Absolutely. ”

Plitander didn't even think about it, so he confidently replied in the affirmative.

The young man was originally the age of a hot-blooded Fang Gang, and he was a sixth-level soldier who advanced in the near future, and it was easy for him to get hot-headed and make a big mistake, but it was rare that he did not blindly use strength, but instead maintained enough calm, and knew how to use his brain to find the most suitable way to solve the problem, which was much more effective and reliable than relying on a strong force rampage.

Paying too much attention to the use of force can at most become a qualified general, the battlefield is dangerous, the world is impermanent, who can guarantee that he will not die prematurely on the so-called brave and diligent road. And if you want to grow into an excellent commander of the three armed forces, you have to be wise and brave throughout the ages, and Normer can humbly ask for advice, which makes the old butler feel very gratified.

The old butler picked up a duck leg with sauce and put it in the bowl of the morning light, and the girl was trying to bury her head in a piece of duck breast, listening to the old butler's opinion by the way.

As a famous local delicacy in Manny Fork City, the sauce duck has a strong taste, fragrant and notoriously chewy, and the sauce duck of Aoben Restaurant is particularly chewy, so Chenxi pricked up his ears to listen to their discussion while concentrating on eliminating the "enemy duck", and did not even have time to interject.

Smiling at Dawn munching on meat, Plitander rarely sold the guanzi, and he told Normer to take them to a fun place after dinner, where someone can take them away smoothly, no risk and no need to pay!

Is there such a good thing?

Not to mention that Nuo Ermo was unexpected, even Chenxi was surprised to bite the duck leg and forget to chew it, blinking those beautiful big eyes, which was incredible.

After the sacrifice of the Five Organs, the old god Plitander took the two of them on the ground, turned left and right for the first time in the city, walked through the streets and alleys, and finally came to a building on the edge of the downtown area.

"Well, we're here. ”

The old butler spread out his hand and gestured. Since lunch was eaten early, and even dinner was brought to the front, it was only unitary time, and the lanterns were not lit under the gray eaves of the building, but the door was still open, and it was evident that it belonged to the kind that did not close at twelve o'clock a day.

"Mercenary's house?"

Normer and Dawn read the door number in unison, the big and simple four words, and their faces were stunned.

In fact, following the old butler's way, Dawn and Normer became more and more suspicious, and quietly muttered a few times. It stands to reason that the higher the status, the stronger the person, the place where he lives will also be in line with his identity and status, showing his style and rank, so as to facilitate his daily actions and communication with others.

Therefore, the place of residence chosen by these strong people is either located in the core area of the core area of the city where they are located, or it is a suburb with beautiful scenery and quiet enough to cultivate one's self.

This is also the reason why as soon as they came to the courtyard of the Danice Mercenary Headquarters that day, they could deduce from their geographical location that the "Red Hot Chili Mercenary Group" was not very mixed, and the old butler was obviously walking towards the edge of the city with the two of them just now, which naturally aroused their curiosity.

Before, they heard Plitander say so mysterious, with a pearl-like look and a confident smile, they thought that the old butler was going to show them which way of the vast underground forces, or to introduce some super strong people who had lived in seclusion for many years, but they didn't guess that it would be such a common organization as the Mercenary Association.

On the continent inhabited by the Terrans, no matter which city can still maintain basic operation, there will be no shortage of the existence of the "Mercenary House". As the "House of Mercenaries", along with the "Friends of the Hunters" and the "Merchant Association", and known as the "Three Major Civil Organizations" of the Terran Race, it can be called an organization that does not look up and does not look down, and like pawn shops, it can always be encountered inadvertently.

These three organizations are loosely organized on the surface, but in fact they operate tightly and strongly, and their connections and potential are even more unfathomable; at the very least, they are the associations and organizations that are most involved in the daily lives of ordinary people in addition to the government, and almost all trivial matters are inseparable from them; at the deepest level, they have an extraordinary influence on local governments at all levels, even in high temples, and their spokesmen exist.

However, in the final analysis, compared to the imperial court, which holds the ruling power, these non-governmental organizations are still only non-governmental organizations, especially if they dare not openly oppose the imperial court, and they dare not dare to live tired of it. This is common sense.

That's why Normer and Dawn are so surprised.

Plitander smiled and pointed to the sign of the mercenary house, and said with a look of remembrance on his face: "When I traveled around, I often used the mercenary house, especially in the embarrassing season when there was no money to spend, and I often went to it to take on a few tasks with low difficulty. It can definitely be called a fair price and no deception. I just don't know if the person in charge of this city has changed now, and I don't remember my old guy. ”

Normer lowered his voice and asked, "Pretending to be a mercenary, you can get out of the city smoothly after taking the mission?" Could it be that the city guards in charge of the search and arrest dare to openly release water to the mercenary organization?"

He didn't dare to say it too directly, the mercenaries seemed to be quite bullish, but in the eyes of the city guards who represented the violent organs of the imperial court, they were actually far from being in the stream, otherwise why should they gamble with their precious lives and do the dangerous thing of tying their heads to their pants every day, is it fun?

Chenxi also showed a skeptical look on the side, nodded seriously in support of her brother's opinion, and rarely expressed her disfavor with the old butler's confidence that came from nowhere, and it was quite unoptimistic.

"Ugh. Plitander was stunned, his smile froze on his face, his old face was a little unbearable, so he had to respond softly but firmly and questioned: "Wrong! To be precise, it's out of the city in the open!"

"Huh?" Normer and Dawn were stunned at the same time, could this really happen?

"I've got everything, let's go in and talk about it. ”

Facing two pairs of blazing eyes examining him, the old butler simply stopped talking nonsense, facts speak louder than words, and he took the lead into the house with a big step.

The furnishings of the mercenary's home are simple and simple, with the typical mercenary industry that does not pay attention to aesthetics and pays special attention to practicality.

Looking at the furniture, decoration and furnishings behind the door, there was a familiar smell, a smell of the owner who was also very mixed here, and Dawn wrinkled her cute little nose, and was even more worried that the name of Plitander I would be ruined in this humble house.

It is estimated that it is still the reason for the meal, there are not many people in the room, and in the empty hall, a few people sit around a broken table, casually crossing Erlang's legs, talking and laughing loudly, some with cigarettes in their mouths, and a smell of inferior tobacco passed to the trio as the fire was extinguished.

As soon as they saw someone coming in at this hour, these people raised their heads to look at them, unfamiliar faces, and a slightly strange composition of personnel, and immediately raised their interest, and looked at the three uninvited guests with cautious eyes.

Normer noticed that although these people did not deliberately release the breath on their bodies, they did not deliberately restrain it, but let the breath release itself to the surroundings with their words and movements, combined with the scars on their faces and the various colorful tattoos exposed, fully creating a specific image of "Lao Tzu is very difficult to mess with".

"Basically, they all have the strength of second- or third-level soldiers. Looking at them dressed as mercenaries, Normer made an assessment.