Spring is an amorous season, especially when it rains.

This melancholy weather will not only make those young boys and girls who are pregnant with spring sad and depressed because of lovesickness, but also make me, a guy who is not in the mood for spring, feel very bad.

I've got to find a way to pretend. But I also know that this may not be hidden for long...... But what should I do? According to the meaning of the lone wolf, I did not solve the matter for Oriden, and I have already cut myself off from the prince's path. But now what I'm doing seems to be betraying the lone wolf.

But who am I supposed to trust in this matter now? Should I give him this notebook? Even if I handed over this notebook now, what would he think? If I don't hand it over, how can I hide it?

The light rain was falling slowly, and I was distraught as I sat in the tavern.

Suddenly, someone tapped me on the shoulder! I jerked my head back.

"Sure enough, it's you! Why are you here? He laughs.

"How do you ...... Over here? I looked at the youthful smiling face and said. In a short period of time, the young man named Lawrence seemed to be recovering well.

He looked at me with a smile. "It's a coincidence, I also passed by here, and I saw a figure that was very familiar. I didn't expect it to be you! Ha ha! Long time no see, are you okay? ”

"When did you come to Lordaeron? You're no longer on the farm? ”

"It's not my home." He pursed his lips.

"Are you the only one who came to Lordaeron?"

"Yes, it's just me. Lucille found a job as a tailor on the farm. He said. She's pregnant, and I'm out now looking for something to do. ”

I smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "So what are you going to do now?"

"It's still the same way it is." He said with a smile.

I frowned. "You didn't hurt a lot last time, and now you're going to be a father. It seems that you should find a more secure job. ”

"It's not so easy to get out of a gang. And now that I'm not doing this, what else can I do? He scratched his head.

There seems to be some truth in what he said. I said, "But it's not going to be a way to do it for so long." When your child is born, it's always good if his dad can grow up with her. Instead of worrying about his father at home with his mother, he was out fighting. ”

"Haha, borrow your auspicious words, I will take care of myself." He spread out his hands and looked unconcerned. "What have you been doing lately? The Fishbones didn't find you. ”

"Something has happened lately, you know. It's not peaceful in the city right now, I'm employed by people now, and I need to look for some clues."

"I told you when we parted, if you need to, you can go to the boss of our gang."

"I forgot to ask you last time." Indeed, if I had spoken one more sentence last time, I might have gotten more clues. "It would be great if you could help me get some information."

"Of course, you've done me a great favor! And the boss of our gang is more than happy to meet someone as good as you. ”

Lawrence walked me down the streets and into a dilapidated slum. I frowned as I looked at the large expanse of dilapidated houses and tents. And when I stood in front of a long conjoined house, I wondered if this was their gang lair?

Lawrence, who had gone to report, returned after a while. He smiled and led me in. I remember him saying that their gang was called the Guinea Pig Gang. The place is indeed damp and gloomy...... And dilapidated.

After entering that building. I found that there was a real cave inside, not only was it big, but the layout of the buildings inside was quite complicated. As we walked through the building, we entered a larger slum at the back.

Although trained. But I'm a little confused about how this place is going around.

Next to a tent in the slum, we stopped.

"Chief, I brought my friend here." Lawrence's voice seemed to be full of respect.

"Come in." A very dry sound came from inside the tent.

Lawrence lifted the tent and motioned for me to enter. I bent down and looked inside, dumbfounded. It's like where a gang boss should live.

After entering the tent, there was a withered old man sitting inside. Inside the small brazier, the flames danced quietly. The withered old man looked at us with a smile.

"Chief, this is the same Mr. Bill I told you about who saved my life." Lawrence sat down beside the old man. The old man smiled and nodded as he listened.

It is said that people should not be disguised, but the old man sitting across from me, I can't connect with the leader of a gang in any way. And it's a look of respect for this stunned young boy.

"Haha." He squeezed dry laughter out of his throat. "Ah, it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Bill."

I nodded at him.

"I've heard Lawrence say how you saved his life, thank you."

"It's nothing, it's just a matter of doing it."

"Haha, since you used to be kind to our gang. Then if you need our help in the future, just ask. ”

I nodded to the old man. "This little thing is not enough to worry about, but there is one thing I want to ask you about." I adjusted my sitting position and said to him. "I don't know if you've heard of a group of killers without tongues."

"Killers. Still without a tongue......" The old man repeated the words softly, as if he were thinking. After a while, he shook his head and said, "I really haven't heard them mention that there is such a killer." ”

"So the guards in the city seem to be getting stricter and stricter recently, have they come to look for you?" I pressed on.

"Ahh He looked up thoughtfully. "Of course there is. I don't know why there have been searches all over the city lately, and the frequency of searches has become more and more frequent. Are you in trouble? ”

I didn't answer him directly, but continued to ask. "I don't know, your gang sells something that isn't available in the bazaar."

"Haha. What does Mr. Bill want? ”

"I want to know what you've all sold in the last month!"

The old man looked at me with a smile and didn't speak for a long time.

"So what exactly do you want to know?" He didn't answer me directly.

"Like weapons, or medicines." I said.

The old man did not speak, he threw a piece of wood into the brazier, and stirred the flame unhurriedly. I glanced at Lawrence, then at the old man in front of me. After a long while, he said, "A person did come to buy it the other day. ”

"What did he buy?" I asked eagerly.

"Looks like some pain-relieving herbs and some hemostatic medicine or something. Hey, I'm getting older, and my memory isn't very good. He shook his head as he spoke.

"What does that guy look like?"

"I'm about as tall as you. The face was dark. The man seemed to be very thin. Weak and can't help the wind. And the whole person has lost his appearance. ”

"What are you wearing?"

"Beggar's clothes. I guess I'm just an addict. The old man said slowly.

"Did he say anything?"

"No, the guy just kept his head down. And it was a few days ago, my eyes were a little blurry, and I couldn't see clearly. The old man said with a smile.

When I continued to ask, the old man's answer in front of me became more and more unknowing. I don't think there's any more valuable answers. So I thanked him and left.

"Hey, bro." When he sent me out of this large slum, he stopped me, "Some time ago, we had a fight with the fish bones. ”

"And there's something else going on."

"In order to snatch the right to operate the dock outside Lordaeron. A few days ago there was a fire near the pier and. ”

"Don't you have a wound on your body?"

"If you have an injury, you can rush behind." He smiled.

"And then?"

"We lost." From his mouth, it seemed that although he lost, there was nothing.

"How many of you died?"

"Six." He said.

"If there is any action in the future, let me know in advance." I said to him.

"The day after tomorrow." He blurted out. "The wee hours of the day after tomorrow."

I don't want to know why he told me about the fire, but I'm interested to hear the news.

"Do you know where Edward lives?"

"Which one?"

"There's a fish shop." I say.

"That's not his place at all, we don't know where he lives. This guy is very cautious. ”

"Then why don't you go to that fish shop during the day and kill him?"

"It's not that simple! Brothers. We have assassinated him many times, but not once. ”

While Lawrence and I were chatting on the muddy street, a black-faced beggar limped past us.

"Bill!" I heard him call my name, but it was soft.

"Give me some money." He limped to my feet and asked me for money with a black, withered hand.

As soon as I turned around, the mud-drenched, dirt-faced beggar stared straight at me.

"Bill, you're being watched." He held out his hand and asked me for money.

"Kick me." He said. "I'm waiting for you here." He lowered his voice, but there was a pleading look on his face.

Without hesitation, I kicked him to the ground. Then I turned my face away, a look of disgust. Lawrence looked at me in amazement, and then at the beggar on the ground.

"Let's go." I glanced at the guy on the ground with a look of disgust and walked straight ahead. Lawrence followed.

I turned into the alley and grabbed Lawrence in front. "Lead the way, boy, and take me around your slums."

"What's wrong!"

"Do it! Otherwise, you and I will die! I said through gritted teeth.

"I can signal!"

"Then we're going to die on the street someday." I glanced behind me and gave him a hard push.

Lawrence took me in stride into the labyrinthine slums.