Jiang Chenchuan walked on Costa Street, Polna was like this, the ground under his feet was always wet, and most of the time, the sky was also gray and dark, and his cane passed by, and a small puddle would be pressed.

Soon after the original brand new shoes came out for shopping, they would be stained with a lot of plaster, wearing a gentleman's top hat, and the noise of the city and the sound of wheels rolling by would be in their ears, and only at the end of the horizon, the world tree was still shining with an inextinguishable light.

He stood in front of the old door, and seemed to smell the smell of blood coming from the house, and wondered why he was standing here, as if he had been guided by some kind of guidance to come to this place.

Some eyes are on Jiang Chenchuan, probably the police from the Public Security Department, and many people believe in the theory that the murderer will return to the scene, so they will monitor the crime scene 24 hours a day.

However, they may not have thought that the murderer who can handle the scene carefully and has experience will not return to the scene, and they are 100% confident that they will not be caught by the Sheriff's Department.

So, if it's not a murderer, it should be...... Professional killer.

Behind most professional killers, there is a mysterious organization that involves too much darkness, which is why Jiang Chenchuan doesn't want Rena to continue to investigate.

The crackling sound continued, and Pornia, which was hit by the cold wind, was still that gray appearance, and the cold invaded the room, and the shivering figure prayed for the arrival of spring.

It was dark, the flames were dancing in the air, and the figure on the wall picked up the teacup in front of him and took a slow sip.

There was a strangely shaped box on the table, and the man opposite seemed to be so expensive, sitting on the main seat, his fingers were lightly clasped, making a regular sound, and the shoes seemed to be a little embarrassed, and he did not dare to raise his head to look at him.

"Did you bring anything?"

The man's face was hidden in the darkness, and his tone did not rise or fall in the slightest, as if he was saying something inconsequential.

"Brought it, brought it, brought everything."

The visitor looked up, and there was a strange emotion in his eyes.

"Don't worry, you won't lose a penny of the money you want."

There is some impatience in the man's eyes, he hates people who procrastinate, and even if the other party has extremely important items in his hands, he is still arrogant.

"My lord, having said that, we also have our trading rules...... qs

They had waited too long for this deal, and the lockdown of the museum had led to the collapse of the organization, but fortunately, moths were there everywhere, no matter how gorgeous and glamorous the exterior decoration was, and in the long years, the inside would be corroded clean.

Perhaps, this is the truth of the world, the truth that cannot be made public.

"It's what I said before, if the transaction can be carried out, the goods will be inspected on the spot, my lord, you shouldn't regret it, right?"

The visitor curled the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly.

"Tsk...... It's troublesome, come and show them these people who haven't seen money!"

The man raised his hand in a greeting, and hearing his order, the attendant standing behind him stepped forward and carried two large heavy suitcases onto the table.

Smack.

With a crisp sound, the lock was opened, revealing the golden galen inside, which was displayed to the visitors.

"Wow!"

Perhaps it was the first time I had seen so many gold coins, and I couldn't help but marvel.

"It's troublesome enough to help you deal with the Sheriff's pursuit, be careful yourself, and don't always come to me!"

The man said arrogantly, whether it was from his clothes or the generosity of his shots, it could be seen that his status in Polnia was not low.

"Got it, my lord, this time it was an accident, who knew that they would have contacted the security department in advance, if it weren't for you...... I'm afraid I've been arrested a long time ago, don't worry...... There will never be a next time."

The light danced, and the faces of the visitors could be seen clearly, and that was the killer Jiang Chenchuan met on the train.

It was naturally much more pleasant to work with the nobles of Polnia, and all kinds of privileges were his passport and his time in Polni

The basis of sub-existence.

"Come, show our loot to your lords!"

The visitor likewise turned to greet his companion with a suitcase of about the same size.

If there is anything that the man in front of him wants, it is what the museum calls ......

Relic.

That's right, the whole process from the discovery of normal relics to the recovery is handled by the museum, plus the queen's secret order, so most ordinary people are unaware of the existence of such special power items.

And the aristocracy, it's different.

They know about the existence of relics, and they also understand that relics have special powers beyond the world, but they don't know much about relics, and most of them are only half-understood by hearsay.

Even more terrifying than ignorance are the nobles who only know half of the truth and want to have relics.

Pornia's intelligence network is controlled by the museum, so they can only hire a group of people to search for them in other countries, find relics, and bring them back.

Of course, in the process of performing tasks, due to the lack of relevant knowledge, some people have no return, or are in deep trouble.

Later, the nobles discovered that the best people to use were people with killer professions.

They are ruthless, ruthless, merciless, and possess some real skills to obtain relics from strangers.

Just like the man in front of him, it only took a week from getting the information to completing the mission.

Although I look down on these killers from the bottom of my heart, I have to say that they are really easy to use.

The person who looked like a visitor's assistant lifted the box and put it on the table, only to hear a crisp sound, and the assistant opened the box.

Inside the box, is the corpse of a cat.

Just from the outside, there doesn't seem to be anything special, except that the cat seems to be asleep, with its eyes closed, lying obediently in the box.

"That's ...... The goal this time?"

The man looked puzzled, and it was difficult to tell what was special about the cat.

"Your Excellency."

The visitor spoke suddenly, and he took an old lighter out of his pocket and played with it in his hand.

"What?"

"My lord, have you ever heard of the flickering flame of hope?"

"What's that?"

"I heard that every time you flip the wheel, there is a chance to trigger the flame of hope, which can make people get inspiration, and luck can often make people turn danger into a disaster, although it will not make everything you want come true, but it will always give people a glimmer of life."

With a snap, the visitor opened the lid of the lighter and placed his hand on the roller.

"But if the flame of hope is not triggered, it will usher in bad luck, if you want to have twin brothers, it must be bad luck, my lord, will the bad luck that comes with hope be more desperate?"

The visitor said with a smile.