"Worf?" Tarrant had already heard where the Stalker was and was ready to hit him, and he waited for the Stalker's next steps.

"Don't stop, keep walking, keep the pace just now", the stalker was in a hurry, as if he was being chased by something, Tarrant quickly realized that the current situation was very unusual, thinking of Wolf's caution just now, there is only one possibility, the Falcon is not safe inside! Tarrant stopped asking, and continued to walk forward obediently, as if nothing had happened.

"That's it", the stalker followed Tarrant closely, no more than a foot away, "I know you must have a lot of questions, but please don't speak, just don't save me zài, and listen carefully to what I'm going to say below." ”

The sound source was swaying from side to side, indicating that the stalker was carefully observing the surroundings, and Tarrant was silent, he might have been watched, so the stalker sent by Wolf was so careful.

"There are some problems within the Falcon right now, to put it simply, there are serious disagreements among several leaders on key issues, and the situation is not very optimistic." The Stalker's statement that Tarrant had guessed and now confirmed, and by the way he could get a message that Biantris had guessed that Fredrica and his men were not acting in line with each other, and that the Falcon had split. The key issue mentioned by the Stalker may have something to do with the Psicosucker, and Tarrant has a hunch that this clue will be more and more valuable.

Stalker continued, "Patrick is working deeply with another organization, causing dissatisfaction among a sizable number of members, and Yastin is one of them, he has been closely monitored, and we can only be very careful if Patrick finds an opportunity, even with a small excuse, to get rid of Yastin. ”

The Patrick he mentioned was a very powerful man, and the notorious falcon was actually under the control of this Patrick. In terms of combat ability in the falcon, it is undoubtedly Fredrica the most famous, he is the protector of the falcon, the first stalker of red stone, and the leader of the falcon declared to the outside world, known as the falcon's claw, symbolizing ferocity and domination, but there are two other people in the falcon who are equally famous, one of them is Patrick, the falcon's wings, transcendent wisdom and cruel blood training, through guò his continuous management, the falcon soared in many bounty organizations, so that this organization has today's situation, the major events in the falcon are under his management, and the remaining one is called the eye of the falcon, whose identity is mysterious, and the outside world only knows that he has close ties with the high-level of all the empires on the continent, with extraordinary foresight and exceptional knowledge, Falcon's Eyes operated the Falcon's umbrella, and some even believed that Falcon's Eyes was the reigning official of some empire.

With Patrik's strength, if you want to get rid of a small role in the organization, you don't need a reason at all, Yastin's background must not be simple, it only takes a little reasoning, Tarrant remembered that Warren said that in his adventure a long time ago, Yastin had become a connector, and at this moment he must have been promoted, seeing Wolf's expression, Yastin may be a person in charge.

"At this extraordinary moment, Wolf thinks you'll need some proof to get a chance to meet Justin. ”

"What proof", somewhat unexpected request, Tarrant wondered if they were taking the opportunity to extort a sum of money.

"Don't talk!, listen carefully, give you a small task, see if you can work with us, Justin needs an ally outside of the Falcon, be smart. Last week someone gave the Siant Falcon a mission to find the missing 'bystander', we haven't found a clue yet, if you can help us find it, we'll give you a chance, understand?"

Onlooker, Tarrant couldn't remember where he had heard it for a while, and he must have no other choice at the moment, he nodded slightly in agreement, and sooner or later he would remember.

"Also, tonight's meeting with Wolf is to entrust Wolf with getting rid of one of the Stalkers in the Falcon, and we'll take care of the rest, goodbye. ”

The voice disappeared, and Tarrant strode forward, he still had a question in his mind, why would Wolf trust him, the first time they met, Wolf believed that Tarrant was not Patrick's man?

When he got home, Stewart had already fallen asleep, and this time Tarrant crept upstairs, without alarming the old butler, and lay on the soft mattress, and Tarrant's mind was full of the word "bystander," and he almost fell asleep to the cries of the bystanders.

"Bystanders!" Tarrant sat up in shock, he touched his unkempt hair, muttered, isn't the bystander the helmet that was stolen last week, the family treasure of the Harrison family, the Secretary of State Harrison's family, Tarrant was nearby when it was stolen, and he bumped into a halfling, Tarrant is more awake now, he remembered a message about this word, and he had a hand to point it, looking for the halfling, at the junction of the business district and the white fog district, thinking of this, he was full of energy, he believed that he had slept enough.

Tarrant got up in a hurry, briefly freshened up, and when he went out, he finally found that the sky was not yet clear, the gray air, a little chilly, and the streets were empty. But there must be people in the business district, and those newsboys got up early, and Tarrant comforted himself and walked towards the business district.

The newsboys did not disappoint Tarrant, just out of the white fog area, on the corner of the alley saw the figure of the halfling child busy, Tarrant walked towards a newsboy, he was talking to the halfling next to him about the sculptor, Tarrant patted his shoulder, a gentle pat made the halfling child almost fall, the halfling turned around in panic, saw Tarrant, and asked in cringe: "Hello, my lord, what can I do for you?"

Looking at the halfling's frightened expression, Tarrant was a little apologetic, "Sorry kid, I have a question for you." ”

"Yes, my lord, may I ask you. ”

"I have a halfling friend, about your age", Tarrant looked at the diminutive halfling and added, "I mean age, I forgot his name, maybe you know him." ”

"Where does he live, what profession does he have, and what are his characteristics?"

"He's a newsboy, too, and like you, I saw him here last time, so I think I'm staying nearby. ”

The halfling looked at his companion beside him, the companion shook his head, and the halfling said in embarrassment: "My lord, there are dozens of newsboys living here, I'm afraid these are not enough, are there any other clues?"

Dozens, Tarrant didn't expect that there were dozens of newsboys in the small business district, he thought for a while, and couldn't think of any details about the halfling, the halfling's appearance was too popular, almost a mold out.

The newsboy reminded: "My lord, when did you meet, I can help you inquire." ”

"Probably...", the specific date has been blurred, "the day the 'bystander' was stolen, in the evening, in the small alley not far ahead. ”

When he said "bystander", the two newsboys looked at each other and immediately said, "I'm sorry, my lord, we don't know." ”

Paradoxically, the little ones answered without thinking, it was an answer that had already been thought of, it seemed that they knew something about the "bystanders", Tarrant asked bluntly, "Don't you have to think about it?" If they are lying, their expressions will change, and the halflings are not good at hiding their feelings.

"My lord, we don't know about the 'bystander', someone has already asked about it before. ”

The halfling's expression did not change, it was true, the person who had come to ask before must have been some other organization that followed up on the theft, the sheriff or the falcon, so their clues were limited to this, and they had no clue.

"Okay", Tarrant turned around, he didn't know where to go next, there was no clue, the expected plan could not be realized, could it be that he went to Harrison's mansion, he turned back and took out a gold coupon, "Little one, help me go and exchange it for 50 gold coins and 150 gold coupons, you can leave one of the gold coins." ”

The halfling fell into great joy and rushed out with the golden coupon in his arms as if he was carrying a treasure, "My lord, I'll be back soon." ”

The halfling companion who was left behind also looked at Tarrant gratefully, "Thank you, sir." ”

"What were you talking about?" said Tarrant, speaking to the newsboy, passing the time of waiting.

"It's Sir Wensley's engraving exhibition, he's been in Siant for two days, it's the third day, according to his rules, he never holds an exhibition in one place for more than three days, and today will be his last day, and we're going to hand out these leaflets", next to the halfling man was a large stack of leaflets, almost as tall as the halfling, with Wensley's name on them.

Tarrant hadn't heard of the name, "Wensley, is his carving good?"

"Yes, my lord, no one has ever been as good as him, and everyone who has seen his statue thinks it's the most wonderful work of art on redstone, more real than real, very real", the halfling has a limited vocabulary, but it has been clearly expressed.

"Yes", Tarrant is not interested in art, and he will not look at it, "Is there any news in the national capital lately?"

"The biggest news is that the thief is becoming more and more famous, he is known as the Feathered Angel by the people of the slums, and according to incomplete statistics, he has thrown away treasures worth nearly 20,000 gold coins in the slums. ”

"Thief?" Tarrant reminisced, the newsboy last week also mentioned that the thief with a feather mask went to the slum to throw money, what the hell is the sheriff of the authorities doing, let such a clown become the hero of the ghetto, it is not that Tarrant does not care about the people in the slum, but the reason why the ghetto has become a ghetto has its inevitable reasons, where the people are lazy, gambling, Violence is a breeding ground for crime, and nine-tenths of the criminals in Siante come from the slums, where no one works, and now there is another feathered angel. Tarrant asked, "Where did the feathered angels steal their belongings?"

"Rich people, nearly one-fifth of the rich families in the national capital have been patronized by him, and they have hired a tracking team to track down his whereabouts in every possible way, but each time they have been evaded by the feather angels. ”

He can escape every time, has a strong anti-tracking ability, and has a strong trap detection ability, otherwise it is impossible to steal things from those rich people's houses, Tarrant has a direction, the feather angel was already famous last week, and the time of the bystander's theft is also in his active period, the two may be related, "When was the last time the feather angel appeared in the slums, and how often does it usually appear?"

"Probably—" the halfling's eyes rolled, "I just appeared the day before yesterday, and it usually appears once every two to three days." ”

Tonight may appear, Tarrant decided to meet the feather angel, the halfling who went to redeem the money has not returned, Tarrant continued to ask, "What do you know about the Siante Falcon?"

Horror took over the halfling's face, and he shuddered, "Your Excellency,...... I don't know anything?"

"What's going on?" Tarrant didn't think it was necessary to be so frightened, Falcon was already a well-known organization.

"There are already people...... We've been warned not to talk anything about falcons, sorry, my lord. ”

"My lord, I'm back", the halfling man who was exchanging money gasped and stopped beside his companion, his hands in a pocket, a small pile of gold coins, and his small hands clenched the two gold coupons tightly.

Tarantra opened the spirit pattern bag and asked the halfling to put the gold coins in it, and put away the gold coupons, "Have you taken your gold coins?"

The halfling nodded, grinning, "Thank you, sir, I'll keep an eye on the person you're looking for!"

"Good", Tarrant didn't expect to find the halfling anymore, and he walked aimlessly. A wafting fragrance spilled from a shop in front of him, the smell of roasted pine nuts with a hint of cheese, the name of the shop was "Uncle Jim", the smell made Tarrant's stomach churn faster, reminding him that it was already empty, and Tarrant walked over.

A dwarf was at the oven, and he beckoned to Tarrant, "Please sit down, young man, you must smell my biscuits, how are they, it's unbearable", the dwarf smirked, "My zuò making process is unique." ”

What was even more surprising to Tarrant was the race of the shopkeeper, in his mind, dwarves had always been fond of digging gems, but he didn't expect that there were dwarves who liked to make biscuits, and he smiled and replied, "It's really fragrant, can you let me taste it." ”

"Wait a minute, the first oven isn't ready yet, shouldn't you have come to taste my cookies", the dwarf rubbed his beard, "Although Jim's cookies are very popular, you don't have to come so early." The dwarf's face was even more meaningful, and he poured a cup of hot milk for Tarrant.

As a confident reply to the dwarf, Tarrant only smiled, did not answer, he took a small sip from the cup, the hot liquid went down his throat, calming the restless stomach, I have to admit that it is quite comfortable to drink a cup of hot milk in the morning.

The dwarf continued to boast about his cookies, from craftsmanship to word of mouth, Tarrant listened quietly, he had already begun to plan the operation at night, ambushing the feathered angel, with his knowledge of the slums, there were several places to hide people, the next step was to buy equipment, swords and armor, and the meeting with the feathered angel would inevitably have a battle, the other party should be a stalker, or a trap master, it is not a problem to subdue him in the fight, there is only one question left, how did the feathered angel escape several times, of course the people who tracked him down have rich experience, it is impossible to make mistakes in a row, tarrant is worried that the feathered angel will use the same method to escape。

A pot of steaming biscuits was brought to Tarrant, brown and dotted with burnt yellow pine nuts, and the dwarf patted Tarrant vigorously, "Young man, it's been a long wait, try it, you'll know that I'm not bragging at all, Uncle Jim's biscuits, absolutely enjoy." ”

Like the other dwarves, verbose and strong, if Uncle Jim changed his career to become a warrior, Tarrant picked up a cookie and put it in his mouth, the freshly baked biscuit was not only fragrant but also quite crunchy, the dwarf did not brag, this was the best biscuit Tarrant had ever eaten, and for this it was as if he firmly believed that the emerald cake was the most unpalatable food.

Mixed with hot milk, Tarrant ate a whole plate of biscuits, and could have eaten more, but the dwarf was too verbose for Tarrant to continue thinking about the plan, he hurriedly paid and ran out, and the dwarf still enthusiastically chased to the door of the store, beckoning, "Young man, don't come so early next time!"

It's time to find a place to prepare equipment, there are very few shops in the commercial area at this time, there is not much business in the morning, adventurers come out at noon, Tarrant walks along the street, he has decided to buy some ordinary equipment, and the battle at night is improvised, the other party will definitely not wear metal armor for the convenience of movement, ordinary iron weapons can hurt him, as for armor, it only needs ordinary iron armor, which can defend against daggers.

The reason why I think about it this is because the battle with the dark elves has taught Tarrant too heavy a lesson, the last weapon, the one-handed giant sword that was bought for nearly a hundred gold coins was discounted by the dark elf mage with a meteorstorm, and the armor was smashed into ice by the frost technique, he didn't want to spend any more money, and after getting a lot of money, he directly bought high-quality equipment, and his life was only once, and he couldn't bet on inferior equipment.

After walking for about half an hour, Tarrant finally saw an equipment shop that had just opened, and for two gold coins, Tarrant got a suit of armor with an iron sword, the texture was extremely ordinary, and the effect was close to furnishings, he believed that it was enough to deal with the Feather Angel, who was just a thief and did not have enough combat experience.

Next, the daytime seems to be somewhat free. In the evening, he had to go to the slum to find an ambush point, a place where he could see the whole area and not be easily discovered, and going too early would attract the attention of the nearby residents, Tarrant walked slowly, the equipment was ready, was there anything else to prepare?

Unconsciously, Tarrant actually walked to his door, and went home during the day, very rarely, Tarrant sighed, just rest at home for a day, he pushed open the door, Stewart was pruning a bush on the lawn with his back to the gate, he was a generalist, gardener, cook, painter, stucco, everything he could think of Stewart would be a little, he was the best butler Tarrant had ever met.

"Hi Stewart, you should get some rest", Tarrant greeted first.

Stewart turned slowly, "Ah, Tarrant, you're finally back, and I'm worried you're out again." ”

"Hehe, I came back last night because it was too late and didn't want to bother you. ”

"So," Stewart thought for a moment, "your bed hasn't been made yet, and the lord doesn't like that," he put down his gardening scissors and walked back into the room.

I'm afraid there are only two people left in the world who still miss Tarrant's father, Tarrant and Stewart.

Tarrant also followed into the house, and on the cabinet next to the door, there was a pale red note, which was not available last night, and Tarrant picked it up, and it read:

Its countenance never ages, its power is eternal, it gives life to the stone, it allows you to witness yourself.

Like the heart of waiting, Fuyanhua will smile for that moment.

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