Dice House ......

Amy narrowed her eyes slightly, and carefully looked at the uninvited guest in front of her - he was a few years younger than him, judging from the immaturity that was faintly visible between his eyebrows, he was only about twelve or thirteen years old, and he was still a young man who had not yet grown up, and he wore a very ordinary little felt hat on his head, so as to suppress a pale golden broken hair, and the eyes under the broken hair were emerald, very bright, and very spiritual, and he was a beautiful boy with outstanding charm.

If he had seen him on the street, the boy might have been amazed, but now, the young glory man had no such thoughts, he just looked at the beautiful boy in front of him who claimed to be from the dice house with black eyes, and was silent, silent—and after a long time, he moved his lips: "Is there anything to do with me?" With all due respect, the reputation of the dice house is not very good, and if there is nothing important, please leave." ”

"Lord Ulysses," the uninvited guest from the dice house didn't pay much attention to Amy's indifference and detachment, still maintaining a proper smile on his face, and his saluting movements were still neat and meticulous, "We're just doing a return visit, a return visit for the guests." ”

Guest...... Sure enough, did you find something?

The young man frowned slightly, but he didn't let go of half a point: "I'm sorry, I'm not your guest." ”

"I see," the beautiful young man with blond hair and blue eyes nodded, "It seems that there was a mistake in my work here, and I originally wanted to find the big brother in a trench coat and a mask to give him a little help in dealing with the dark guild...... It seems that there is no fate, what a pity......"

- The Dark Guild.

The glorious person who confirmed that his identity had been exposed, did not continue his previous insistence, and put down his figure very straightforwardly, as well as useless scruples: "Wait! If you are looking for the big brother who wears a trench coat and a mask, maybe I can provide a little help, please come in." ”

"So it's hard work," said the beautiful boy, grinning, "Lord Ulysses." ”

"Just call me Amy," Amy closed the door, fastened the door valve, and turned to look at the boy in front of him, who was a few years younger than him, and the fear in her heart increased, "How did you, or the dice house, find me?"

"It's a trade secret," said the dice house guest playfully, pointing to his lips, "Brother Amy." ”

"Don't call me brother, I don't have a brother. The young Glory Man said expressionlessly, and instead of asking questions that were impossible to answer just now, he asked bluntly, "There is no need to be superfluous polite, what is the purpose of you finding me?" ”

"It's just a regular return visit from customers," Mei Shao's young and cheerful voice was like music, "Of course, I won't even believe this kind of nonsense—"

He grimaced, then restrained the playfulness on his face, and said, "Actually, I lied at first. ”

"Oh. A calm tone without waves.

"You're so calm," the beautiful boy in the dice house couldn't help but snort, and a dissatisfied look appeared on his face, "Forget it, I'm not here to play with you today - let me introduce myself, my name is Dick, and I'm one of the seven apostles of the dice house, but right now, it's only Dick standing in front of you, not Dick the Apostle." ”

What a self-righteous stinky little ghost......

Amy thought about it, but she didn't let the prejudice in her heart affect her attitude, and naturally asked the question: "I'm sorry, I don't know much about the dice house, but is there any difference between Dick and Dick the Apostle?"

"There is a difference in stance," replied the beautiful boy Dick, "as an apostle, Dick believes in fair trade, and will not give away free after-sales service." ”

"I see, it's a difference in identity, right?" Automatically filtering out the annoying elements of the other party's words, the Honorable Man summed it up simply and straightforwardly, "In other words, you came to see me as a private person, to provide me with the services of the newspaper—"

After a short pause, he looked at the apostle in the dice house and at the young man's beautiful emerald eyes: "So, you have a grudge against the Dark Guild?"

"To be precise, it's a grudge against the Foggy Night Murderer. Dick did not shy away from explaining, "I am an orphan, not born without parents, but the day after tomorrow - when I was eight years old my parents died at the hands of murderers, and the person who killed them was Foggy Night." ”

"Revenge for killing my father......" Amy touched her chin and replied directly, "I beg you to say that this reason is really not convincing. ”

"If I want to find an excuse to approach you, to convince you, wouldn't it be better in the name of the dice house. The beautiful boy was not too surprised by the glorious man's answer, but said, "If I told you that it was the dice house that wanted to attack the Dark Guild, would you trust me a little more?" ”

"Yes. It took a while for Amy to answer.

"Then it's over," Dick said, spreading his hands and looking indifferent, "it's actually just a very simple thing, you smart people always think too much, I have a grudge against murderers, and you have the ability to deal with murderers, so I found you, it's as simple as that—if I have to say anything, I can only reply to you with the words that the eldest sister always says: everything is the choice of the Gate of the Stone of Destiny." ”

"Big sister?" the Glory One keenly noticed one of the salutations mentioned by the other party.

"Our boss," the boy didn't seem to want to talk too much about the other person, but just passed by succinctly, "and the person who asked me to come to you—if anything, she was secretly plotting something, I was just a marionette in the foreground, and all I needed was revenge." ”

"I see. Amy nodded.

"Alright, let's get down to business. The beautiful boy in the dice house poured himself a glass of water quite familiarly, "Just say it directly, if there is anything you need my help with, I will consider it at my discretion." ”

Do you want to trust him?

The Glory One fell into hesitation, the boy didn't seem to be lying, but as he said, not lying does not mean that he was not being used, what is really worth being wary of is the "big sister" behind the dice house, what is she arranging for a person who is enmity with the Dark Guild to come to her?

It's all possible.

He didn't know which might be closer to the truth.

Silence, silence, silence - until she couldn't be silent, Amy finally spoke, "I need proof, I need proof that the Dark Guild is conducting forbidden experiments. ”

"That's it?" Dick raised a good-looking brow.

"That's it. The Glory One nodded, "The more evidence you prepare, and the more detailed it is, the more likely it is that the Dark Guild will fall." ”

"I see. The beautiful boy held out a finger, "Give me a day." ”

"No problem, but please as soon as possible. ”

Amy still maintains a deep fear of this cooperation, and this kind of benefit is often accompanied by huge risks, but in the current situation, it seems that it is difficult for him to find a better option in a short period of time - at the critical moment of life and death, whether it is a sweet poison wrapped in sugar coating in front of him, or a life-saving rain, he has to swallow it first to have a chance to taste the fruits of victory...... Or the consequences of failure.

"Men can't be fast," said Dick of the dice house, smirking, and then got up, "but rest assured, I am the most professional informant, unlike some amateur who dresses like an old-school gentleman. ”

"Wait—" The boy who heard the news about Willy, the intelligence merchant, couldn't help but stop the other party, "What do you know about that guy. ”

"Now standing before you is the Apostle Dick. The beautiful boy blinked, and a sweet smile appeared on his face, "The after-sales service just now has ended, from now on, one question is a kintor, and there is no guarantee that it will be able to give an answer." ”

"It's a black businessman. The Glory One couldn't help but curse.

"Thanks for the compliment," the beautiful boy grinned as he accepted the gold coin and the compliment, "what about Willy, the intelligence merchant...... This person doesn't exist at all, well, don't talk about intelligence merchant Willy, even Willy doesn't exist this person. ”

"Expected," Amy asked, not surprised by this, tossing the second gold coin she had prepared, "and who was the person who appeared in front of me earlier?"

"People?" Dick glanced at him after catching Kintor, "It's not a human being who appears in front of you. ”

"What's that?" This result surprised the Glory Man a little, and he didn't hesitate to throw the third gold coin to the young man opposite, "Demon, or is it a half-demon who has transplanted demon flesh and blood?"

However, in this regard, the beautiful boy just spread his hands and said indifferently: "How can I, an intelligence businessman, know this kind of secret." ”

I've been trapped......

The young man who realized this did not feel much annoyance in his heart, but threw out the Kintor in his hand again and asked, "The last question, what is the relationship between the dice house and the emperor Michelangelo." ”

The answer is no. Dick shook the Kintor in his hand and smiled with satisfaction, "If you have to say it, it's not that you can't find out the relationship, Michelangelo was also our guest of honor before he was crowned to the throne." ”

"Well, that's all I want to know," Amy's face showed no pity for the four gold tors that had flowed through her fingers, "and we'll see you again—no, probably never." ”

"That's right," the beautiful boy raised his hand slightly, but didn't look back, "never again." ”

Seeing the other party go away, the young glorious man closed the door again, tied the door valve, leaned on the thick door, and slowly closed his eyes-

The situation remains gloomy.

Until now, I don't know whether the dice house is friend or foe.

Is...... Tired.

Sniffing the scent of tobacco near the wing of his nose, the boy suddenly felt a little sleepy.

Wait! The smell of tobacco?

Amy Ulysses didn't realize until this moment what had betrayed his whereabouts.

Chess is one move away.