In the afternoon, Agnes followed Alyssa into a carriage bound for the shallow port area.

Germaine Moody, a 28-year-old worker at Orlando Trucking in the Shallow Harbor District, came to Fenerport City three years ago and has no close friends. I was fired by Orlando Cargo a few days ago. Alyssa said, waving the information she had transferred from the police station.

"With such a clean interpersonal relationship, there is obviously something wrong, it's like a fake identity." Agnes took the information from Alyssa, flipped through it, and said.

Alyssa nodded approvingly, and said, "The carriage will be on the street closer to the shallow port area, and then we'll walk over, and Germain Moody lives on Kenny Street. ”

"Okay." Agnes nodded.

Alyssa looked at Agnes carefully, then flipped through her toolbox next to her.

Confused, Angnes examined her clothes and found nothing wrong.

"There's nothing wrong with the clothes, Agnes. I just noticed that you seem to have an aristocratic temperament that needs to be restrained, why didn't you notice it before getting in the car? ”

Before getting into the carriage, Alyssa took out a somewhat whitish school outfit for Agnes to change. She herself changed into a darker color of the pants, changed her hairstyle, and applied some makeup, making her look older.

The two outfits that Alyssa chose were the kind of clothes that were cleanly washed, but if you look closely, you will find some carefully sewn and worn spots in the corners and cuffs of the clothes, and after changing them, they are very suitable for the kind of person who comes from a poor background but tries to live a decent life.

"There are some conflicts between your temperament and this outfit, and although it is not obvious, it is better to cover it up. After all, we may meet the Extraordinary of the Stealer sequence. ”

Alyssa took out two bottles of liquid foundation that looked similar but had some nuances, compared Agnes's skin tone, and then applied each near Agnes' eyes.

"Using makeup techniques, we can round out the inner corners of the eyes a little bit and extend the ends of the eyes a little bit to make the eye lines softer, so that your temperament will look more harmless." Alyssa said casually as she moved near Agnes' eyes.

"Okay, take a look." Alyssa looked at Agnes with satisfaction, then placed a mirror in front of her.

Agnes looked in the mirror, and the girl in the mirror looked harmless, but a little ...... Wretched.

Although Agnes had been a little sick and weak due to her perennial illness, since this month, due to the changes brought about by the training and potions in martial arts classes, coupled with the temperament she cultivated as the daughter of the count, and the careful care to avoid highlighting this aspect of her usual clothing, that sickly feeling of weakness has almost been completely concealed. But today, after changing her clothes and removing the influence of her temperament, Agnes found that the girl in the mirror still looked weak.

Agnes suddenly felt a little agitated, a realization that made her feel as if she had been uncovered with a gorgeous cover on the surface, revealing the ugly and shriveled reality beneath it.

"You see, the current appearance is more in line with the characteristics of the shallow port area. A female student from a church school who is poor in her family but studies well and hopes to change her destiny through studying, and I am your mother's youngest sister, and you are currently living in my house. Alyssa said happily.

Agnes forcibly suppressed the irritability in her heart, nodded, and said in response, "Okay, Alyssa, do we need to change our names?" ”

"I don't think you need to. And I, you call me Ellie Vallen. Alyssa smiled and said.

"Okay, then, Aunt Ellie?" Agnes asked in a teasing tone.

"Well, Agnes, what's wrong?" Alyssa replied with a pretended seriousness, and then laughed with Agnes.

......

The carriage soon stopped on a seemingly deserted corner, and Agnes and Alyssa got out of the carriage.

"Go this way." Alyssa raised an eyebrow at Agnes, then climbed up the wall next to her.

Agnes froze for a moment, then flipped over with Alyssa, careful not to rub against her clothes.

"This is Pierre Street in the shallow port area." Alyssa explained quietly.

"Alyssa, you seem familiar with the streets over here?" Agnes asked.

"I've seen the street on this side in detail before. After all, most of the cases I have taken on require covert investigation to avoid surprise. In order to facilitate the investigation, it is necessary to understand the environment in the vicinity of the target in advance. Alyssa replied in a whisper.

"Okay, from now on, I'll be your Aunt Ellie." Alyssa admonished.

Alyssa climbed down the wall, and below was a gloomy alley with no one in it.

Agnes followed and walked out of the alley with Alyssa.

The street of Pierre was quite tidy, and Alyssa and Agnes quickly walked out of the street and came to a dilapidated and dirty street, which Angnes knew was rue Kennie.

Kenny Street is considered to be the place where the lower inhabitants of Fenerport City lived. Since it is the closest street to the dock in the shallow port area, most of the residents here are mainly dock workers, and the law and order is relatively chaotic. But since most of the people who can live here have jobs, it's not the most chaotic street.

Due to the lack of maintenance on the floor of the street, there are deep and shallow potholes, and I don't know what caused the stagnant water to remain inside, fermenting and producing an unpleasant smell. Some of the houses that were half-demolished or half-collapsed revealed the color of the bricks, and were painted with unexplained patterns by mischievous children. Undisciplined children in the streets pointed at the two men who came from the corner, and thin old men with pale hair sat in the shadow of the cracked walls, weaving something from the reeds collected from the Esul.

Alyssa led Agnes to a small, shabby building.

Alyssa took out a crumpled piece of paper from her clothes pocket and looked at the blue house number at the entrance of the building, looking hesitant.

"Girl, who are you looking for?" An old lady who looked to be sixty or seventy years old at the door of the building asked in her old voice, some of her words slurred because of the chipped teeth.

Alyssa hesitated, stepped forward, and asked, "Does Germain Moody live here?" ”

"Polite boy." The old lady smiled and said, "Yes, right here." What are you looking for that rude guy for? ”

Alyssa looked unspeakable, and seemed to have an indescribable sense of grief.

The old lady shook her head, sighed, and said with some pity: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it, I'll know it at a glance." ”

"He lives in the innermost room on the second floor. I didn't see him come out today, I guess he was at home. The old lady said.

Alyssa thanked the old lady and walked upstairs with Agnes.