"This young lady, please come with me." The old policeman smiled at Agnes and said softly.

He walked out of the office and led Agnes to the hallway on the other side of the building.

He led Agnes into a large office with several police officers buried in files.

The old officer walked over to a middle-aged officer's desk and tapped his fingers twice on the corner.

"Harriman, this young lady is looking for the place responsible for the bounty announcement and the issuance of the search warrant for the bounty hunter." The old officer said.

Harriman looked up from the pile of files and looked at Agnes, his eyes were a little blue-black, and he seemed to be sleep-deprived.

Agnes smiled politely and said, "Ella Poyesia, the registered bounty hunter. ”

"Is there a license to practice?" Harriman asked.

"Of course." Agnes pulled a document out of her pocket and handed it to Harriman.

"Ready to do an event in Bodivia in the future?" Harriman asked as he pulled out a thick booklet from a drawer and registered the information on his papers.

"No, just going to make some money." Agnes said honestly.

"Ah, I understand, I understand," Harriman said, looking up at Agnes, "Bounty hunters do pretty much anything as long as the pay is right." ”

Harriman returned the papers to Agnes and said, "You are registered in Fenerport City, the situation in Bodivia is a little different from Fenerport City, I think I need to assess your level." ”

"You should know the request for a bounty mission from the National Police Agency." Harriman asked, picking up a thick folder from his desk.

"Of course, if there is no difference between this and Fenerport City's requirements." Agnes nodded.

After Angnes got the identity certificate of "Ella Poyesia", she learned about the relevant requirements, which were nothing more than some basic regulations:

For the confidentiality of the mission, the cost of the movement is borne by oneself, the food and tools are provided by oneself, the bounty is not paid and the responsibility is not paid for the death of an unrelated civilian, and the person who is arrested for carrying out the illegal tasks assigned by them is given certain assistance according to the situation, and no support is given to the illegal arrest of the individual or the illegal arrest due to the entrustment of another party......

To be honest, these regulations are binding on bounty hunters who walk in the gray area, and even if they can get "help" from the National Police Agency mentioned in the request, no bounty hunter will count on it, after all, who knows if the National Police Agency is just polite.

However, most of the bounty hunters who don't pay the bounty remember it clearly, after all, no one wants to work for half a day and not get a penny.

"Okay, I see that you are good at martial arts in your profile, and there happens to be a capture mission here." Harriman pulled a file out of the folder and handed it to Agnes.

Agnes read it carefully.

The target, Antoine Gardner, is a member of the violent society Brotherhood of Stert, and the National Police Agency issued a warrant for him earlier this month for a murder case with a bounty of 250 gold liso. The file contains the scope of his daily activities, but the National Police Department failed to carry out his arrest, and instead placed his capture in the bounty mission, mainly because Antoine fled to Rue de Arte.

It is clearly written in the file that the Brotherhood of Sturt has a large influence on Art Street, and there are all kinds of people in it, some robber, some steal, and some sell contraband, which is a cancer in Bodivia.

Agnes didn't know why the Police Department didn't start to clear the situation of the Brotherhood of Ster, but it was nothing more than a disproportionate amount to the gain, or some other darker reason that could not be said.

After all, according to the situation on the file, most of the people living in Yate Street are addicts, wanderers and the like, and the next few streets are in a similar situation. If it was a regular police officer, it is estimated that before they reached the place where the target was, the target would have known their whereabouts and ran away in advance.

Agnes looked up thoughtfully at Harriman, who smiled and didn't speak.

"Okay, I'll take it." Agnes said with an eyebrow raised.

......

Agnes lowered her hat with her left hand and held the pistol in her leather pocket with her right hand.

Well, the pistol is actually just a supplement to her now, after all, the best weapons of the "werewolf" are her claws and teeth.

She was just trying to let the people who were staring at her guess that she had a gun on her. Agnes felt a lot of malicious gaze on her as she walked down the street, and these eyes were like pins and needles to her after several heightened perceptions, and she could even clearly feel the source of these sights.

Walking in these places always has to show some strength, otherwise it will be too troublesome to deal with a bunch of people.

Agnes grabbed the hand that was reaching for her pocket and looked up at the other person slightly.

The owner of the hand is a pale and thin man with deep-set eye sockets who look like an addict.

The man tried to break away from Agnes' grip on his hand, and Agnes smiled maliciously, and the force of the hand directly misaligned the wrist joint of this hand, causing a wail from the man's mouth.

"Be quiet, sir, you don't seem to be very smart." Agnes smiled maliciously at the man, and then Agnes pulled the frightened man into a deserted alley before letting go of her hand.

The man looked skillfully squatting directly on the ground and holding his head, and the dislocated hand on his head looked a little funny.

Agnes couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, raised her foot and kicked the other party, and asked, "You think I'm going to beat you?" ”

The man glanced up at Agnes with some wincing, and then lowered his head in terror by the slight malice in Agnes' eyes.

Agnes squatted down with interest, smiled a little maliciously, and pulled the other man's hair, forcing the man's gaze to look at her.

"Are you from the Brotherhood of Ster?" Agnes asked, staring into the other's eyes.

The man hesitated, then finally nodded in Angness's gaze.

"A performance like yours should be a little trash in the Brotherhood of Ster." Agnes asked with a smile.

"You ......"

The man's face flushed instantly, and he tried to say something, but Agnes retreated in defeat with a malicious smile, and said nothing.

"Take it easy, ask a question, and if you can answer it, I'll let you go today." Agnes patted the man on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Do you know Antoine Gardner?" She asked, staring into the other's eyes.