"After I guessed your real death, I also became suspicious of the big businessman Rowan. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because you are the heir of Pylos, and Rowan, as a famous merchant of Pylos, doesn't he know the son of their city lord, not to mention that he also happens to be on the same train with you. I don't believe you if you don't know each other.

So, you and Rowan didn't know each other on the train, and he is also from your Pyros family. He took the same bus with you to take care of you. After you were arrested, he judged that you were not in much danger and did not intervene to save you in order not to be noticed.

Am I right, Lord Papitt. ”

Papitt wasn't particularly surprised by Eric's remarks. It seemed to him that Eric could see that this was all for granted. He clapped his hands: "Okay, okay, I already knew that you had a good brain, so you don't have to show off to me anymore." Indeed, he went with me on purpose, because he was one of the six-pointed stars of Pelos. ”

This time it was Eric's turn to be surprised. "One of the six-pointed stars?!, that Rowan?"

Eric couldn't have imagined that the fat merchant was actually a six-pointed star.

Unlike the well-known six-pointed stars of Marella and Jusis, Rowan walks in the shadows. Most people don't know who he is in the family, but I told you this, and you should know what that means. ”

Eric said nonchalantly, "Thank you so much." But tell me how he ended up in the VIP seat of the Colosseum. ”

"He probably wanted to talk to the owner here about business. "Let's go to him, and that's going to be answered." ”

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The two came to the VIP seat. At first, they were stopped by the waiters. Eric explains his intentions and asks him to help inform him.

Soon, Rowan got up from his seat and walked towards the high corridor. Seeing Eric and Padett, he also waved at them cordially. Papitt smiled at him as well.

"It's great to see you're safe and sound, but how did you get here," Rowan said to Papitt, and then he saw Eric next to him, "and with this Mr. Detective." ”

Papitt replied, "It's a long story, we have something to look into. You'll need your cooperation for a while. ”

Rowan said yes and exchanged a few words with Eric next to him.

The businessman is still so energetic and talkative. This reminded Eric of the very pleasant conversation they had on the train. He also unconsciously responds positively to the enthusiasm of the other party.

At this time, a figure appeared behind the merchant Rowan.

"Brother Rowan, quickly introduce me to where these two guests are. It was a bald man in a fur cloak with tattoos and a cigar in his mouth.

Eric could tell that the cigar was exactly the same as that Rowan had given him on the train, and it seemed that the man in very wild clothes was Rowan's business partner.

Of course, Rowan couldn't tell him the truth: "They are my business friends, and they happened to meet here, so they exchanged a few words." ”

Hearing this, the bald head laughed to himself: "Brother Rowan's face is wide, I didn't expect you to know friends from the police station." ”

Eric's heart pounded, and he looked at the holster on his pants. It was the standard standard holster of the Conced's Curt style, and I didn't expect to be recognized at a glance by the bald head in front of me.

"Don't be nervous, brother. The bald head laughed even harder, "I think you're here for the first time." You don't have to be so nervous, I often have friends from the police station here to play. ”

Eric had no choice but to smile and respond: "I see, it seems that this is really a good place." ”

can see his identity just by clues, this bald head seems not simple. Eric is not in a good mood, and the revelation of his identity is likely to cause problems for their investigation.

Rowan hurriedly interjected, "I'll introduce you to you." This is the owner here, Mr. Evanson. ”

The two exchanged a few polite words with the bald head Evanson.

"Then you are also welcome to come here to play, and Mr. Rowan and I still have business to discuss, so let's go first. Evanson said goodbye to the two and prepared to leave with Rowan.

Papitt hurriedly glanced at Rowan.

Rowan immediately understood: "Mr. Evanson, it seems that my friends also have business matters to discuss with you. Why don't they come with us? ”

"Oh?" Evanson touched his chin and swept his gaze over the two of them, "I can't see that you guys are also in business." It's okay, since Brother Rowan has said so, let's come together. There are more people. Hahaha..."He laughed exaggeratedly.

Swept by Evanson's gaze, Eric felt numb for no apparent reason.

So, Evanson led the way, Rowan followed, and a waiter opened a door in the cloister and made a gesture of invitation.

The group walked in. The door was closed again.

Things seem to be going unexpectedly well.

The stairs continue to descend. Behind the crowd were two of Evanson's minions.

"Before we talk about business, Brother Rowan, and these two guests, let you see my goods first. Evanson said with a smile.

Rowan nodded in agreement. Eric and Papitt said yes in response.

Evanson descended all the way down the final stairs and led the group into a dark passageway. Kerosene lamps are the only lighting props in this space, and dots of lights line the sides of the passage.

Through the faint light, Eric could vaguely see the neatly arranged cages on both sides of the passage. Each cage is marked with a number.

Could it be that this Evanson is still in the business of buying and selling wild beasts?

Evanson continued to walk forward: "Both sides are my collections, you can look at them as you like. If there is a fancy one, the price is negotiable. ”

When the three of them heard this, they stopped and observed. At this glance, Eric suddenly felt that his scalp was about to explode.

What kind of beast is locked up in the cage, it is clearly a living person!

Their hands and feet were shackled, and their clothes were stained with blood and tattered. Most of the mouths were gagged with strips of cloth, and everyone looked listless.

It turned out that those goods referred to these slaves.

Eric looked at Evanson, who was smoking a cigar in front of him, and guessed that he might be the biggest slave trader in Oudeh.

"On the left are the combat types, the ones we just saw in the gladiatorial arena. On the right are the functional types, most of them have some special skills. Of course, there are also those that are purely good-looking, but those are my bestsellers, and the price is slightly more expensive. Evanson proudly introduced.

There was no hint of humanity in the voice, and it was clear that Evanson really treated these people as complete commodities.

Eric's eyes grew colder.

At this moment, Eric saw a child who looked to be no more than six years old in a cage, and her thin calves had been strewn with blood from the heavy shackles.

Stunned, Eric placed his right hand on a Curt-style holster.