"No, there's no problem." Vicente immediately shook his head and said.

Agnes looked at Vicente and said with a smile, "Bernie Stt's bounty mission is actually quite suitable for a detective - collect evidence of his crimes. How about the great detective Mr. Poirot, would you like to give it a try? ”

"How do we get up?" Vicente ignored Agnes's words and asked in a low voice as she removed her hand covering her stomach.

"Of course, you have to go up the stairs, you can't go through the window, so you can only take the stairs." Agnes looked at Vicente with a strange look and said as a matter of course.

The muscles on Vicente's face twitched and didn't speak.

"You wait here." Agnes laughed and said, her figure flashing, climbing up the wall and disappearing before Vicente's eyes.

Vicente cast his gaze on the building and took a closer look. He saw a few guards wearing black trench coats and gray hats standing at the entrance of the building, and there were two teams of people patrolling the street in front of them, and the routes were crossing, and it seemed that the guards were indeed relatively strict.

Soon, Agnes jumped off the wall carrying a guard in a black trench coat and a gray hat in her other hand.

"This man is more similar to your body type, and you change his clothes." Agnes said.

And Vicente didn't wait for Agnes to speak, she reached out and began to pick the clothes of the unconscious guard.

"After changing, remember to make up for this person and stuff something in his mouth so as not to wake up too early and make a sound." Seeing that Vicente didn't need to be reminded at all, Agnes nodded slightly, and casually asked: "I'll make some noise in the building later, you take the opportunity to go directly to the third floor, and the big room up the stairs is Bernie Sturt's office, where Bernie Sturt's guy is." As for how to get there without suspicion, you don't need me to teach you, Mr. Poirot. ”

Vicente looked up at Agnes deeply and asked, "Aren't you going to meet Mr. Stert with me?" ”

Agnes couldn't help but sneer and said, "Still suspicious of me, Mr. Poirot." ”

"Of course not," Vicente immediately denied, and he said with a tight eye into Agnes' eyes, "If I doubt you, how dare I entrust you to bring me to Art Street." ”

"Really?" Agnes laughed noncommittally and said, "Don't worry, I will go to you in time, and I won't let my employer be beaten to death by Mr. Sturt." ”

Vicente nodded, but did not speak.

"Alright, I'll see you later, Mr. Poirot." Agnes smiled and pressed the brim of her hat to the side of the wall, and a few minutes later Vicente saw her walking unabashedly towards the building of the Brotherhood of Stert, and the "horn" shot several shots hit the arm of the guard in front of the building, and walked in without pause.

Vicente watched Agnes' movements a little dumbfounded, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Not long after, there was a continuous burst of gunfire from the building.

"She's looking for death!" Vicente couldn't help but curse in a low voice, this movement was really big, he felt that the whole Art Street should have heard the gunshots here.

Vicente shoved his man into the shadow of the corner, and then walked out of the corner, lowering the edge of his gray hat a little, and at the same time pulling the gun out of the pouch at his waist and loading it.

......

"There's no bounty, how many are this?" Agnes casually pressed the heads of her men against the wall, tossed aside the unconscious from the violent impact, and muttered to herself in some confusion.

"Forget it, I can't remember." Agnes shrugged her shoulders and walked down the hallway.

She has not yet encountered any effective obstacles, and while this may well be the reason why it happened too suddenly, it does not hide the incompetence of the people in charge of the guards.

It has been a few minutes since Agnes broke into the main gate of this stronghold, and the guards of the stronghold have not yet been able to organize an effective resistance, and almost all the guards she saw along the way acted on their own ideas, and there was no trace of receiving command.

Although it is an incomparably simple thing for an extraordinary person who embarks on a sequence of strength, agility, and perception to deal with some ordinary people who do not have weapons of mass destruction in their hands, it is not so easy.

Although Bernie has become her "attendant", it has only been two days, and the distribution of the building's guards has not yet been adjusted.

"It's just a gangster, the organizational structure is chaotic, the information transmission is inefficient, and the lack of command ability is an inevitable thing, and you can't ask too much." Agnes casually walked forward, she was ready to withdraw all the bounty targets in her stronghold today, and then she could focus on the Rose School.

For her, taking the bounty mission from the National Police Agency is just to make her famous as a bounty hunter "Ella Poyesia", and it is undoubtedly more important to have something to do with the Rose School. As for Vicente's commission, it's just a matter of dropshipping.

The Newlin Manor affair was an introduction that led to some clues to the Rose School. From the clues she knew so far, she couldn't guess much about it.

Knowing that Bonnard's Silver Rose had brought a drum-like item from sea, and that the crew of the Silver Rose had all died of an injectable drug overdose, it was easy to conclude that the crew of the Silver Rose had been killed.

What happened next at Newlyn Manor, according to Vicente, showed that the goal of the dominant man was extremely clear, and it was very likely that he killed the target first, and then dealt with the traces by exploding.

As for the connection with the Silver Rose, it still needs to be confirmed, but there is a strong possibility that there is a connection.

Agnes fired a shot to the side, hitting the arm of the guard who arrived with the gun, and the muzzle of the gun's gun was deflected, and the bullet burrowed into the wall on one side, leaving a crater on it.

With a force on her feet, Agnes instantly appeared in front of the guard, took the pistol from the guard's weakened hand due to the gun, and then grabbed the guard's other arm, easily slamming the man to the ground.

"Another one with no bounty." Agnes pursed her lips in disgust.

The only thing that could comfort her was that today's actions had helped her digest potions.

Agnes pushed open the slightly heavy door in front of her. It was a slightly larger room, half of which was divided into three iron cage-like prisons, and the other half was a little empty, with several blood-stained metal equipment.

Agnes swept her gaze over them, pausing for a moment on Snow, who was curled up in the corner of the cell, and turned to the wooden door on the other side of the room.