Thursday, January 11th.

Varina came to the shooting club as usual.

Because of the recent spending and the stabilization of marksmanship, he doesn't practice shooting much anymore, and comes here purely to drink tea and read the newspaper for free.

He's going to find a suitable bounty or two to do.

You know, if you don't count the commission that you found yourself, he, the bounty hunter, hasn't been on a mission yet.

These days, he's been keeping an eye on the newspapers and the various bounties in the bar, but he still hasn't found the right option.

Although there are many bounty tasks in the newspaper, and the names of the bounties are also very different, most of the bounty targets are still to find people.

Varina, on the other hand, is not good at finding people.

This greatly limits his options, making him lack a critical resume that can support the person.

If he really wants to be a bounty hunter, that's not a problem at all.

He can be like Hugh, deeply cultivating the East District, and through time and small things, he can also be famous.

But he's not.

What Varina wanted was to quickly establish the image of a veteran bounty hunter, and then use this image to facilitate his deeper goals.

Then he would have to solve at least one bounty task that was quite difficult, or impactful enough, to achieve his expectations.

With a slight expectation, Varina flipped through today's newspaper one by one.

I didn't expect it to be really rewarding.

Recently, the "Daily Observer" has been tracking and reporting a piece of lace news, which has taken a new twist.

These days, two young men from prominent families have a dispute over the ownership of a piece of jewelry, and a gamble has become one of the hottest topics lately.

The Daily Observer has a special column to update the latest developments in the gambling game between the two sides every day.

Although he didn't know about it in detail, Varina probably knew that this was a jealous drama between two big boys, and the important thing was not the supposedly expensive piece of jewelry, but the victory or defeat itself.

The gamble they set up was simple: the party who currently owned the piece of jewelry would ensure that it remained on a manor in the western suburbs of Beckland for a month, during which time the other party could do whatever it took to win or lose on the basis of the ownership of the jewelry.

The deadline is now approaching.

Because it has nothing to do with him, Varina did not go into detail.

But today is different, perhaps the time limit is approaching, and one of the parties has issued a bounty.

Varina took a closer look at the report and paid attention to the identities of the two young men, and found that they were indeed from prominent families, namely Roger Sindras and Walden Grammier.

The wealthy Mr. Hinderas is the third largest shareholder of Beckland Bank, the first largest shareholder of South Wales Bank, and one of the most prominent bankers and business owners in the Kingdom.

Roger is his youngest son.

Although the Waden family was not so wealthy, they had another advantage - his father was a hereditary baron, a member of the upper house of the kingdom.

This is a struggle between the powerful and the powerful.

In this small encounter, Roger is currently at the underdog.

The jewel is now in Wadden's possession, in the western suburbs of the city, in the Black Thorn Manor, guarded by numerous servants and guards.

Of course, because this is the era of the steam wave, Roger will certainly not admit defeat in the emerging bourgeois family, especially against the baronial family, which is already a bit powerful and middle-class.

So he posted a bounty of £500 for helping him get jewelry from Black Thorn Manor.

Varina thought about it and felt that he had a chance to complete this task and could take it.

……

Afternoon, Hilston District.

Varina was led by the butler and met his youngest son, Roger Hindras, in the garden of Mr. Sinderas' villa.

He was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a round face, and his black hair was neatly combed back, revealing a broad head.

"Can you help me get that piece of jewelry?" Roger spoke fairly directly, and his tone sounded harsh.

Varina replied confidently, "I'm a bounty hunter and don't do things that I'm not sure of. ”

"Just you?" Roger glanced at him, "You don't look like you're very experienced. ”

Varina chuckled.

"I don't know if you have heard the famous saying of Russell the Great, Mr. Roger, 'A person's ability cannot be easily judged by appearance'?"

Speaking of this, his tone changed, "Besides, I don't think you have time to find anyone else." ”

Roger paced two steps, suddenly turned around, and said:

"I've really searched for all the helpers I can find, so I'll just let you give it a try."

"I'll give you 2 days, but there are some things I have to say ahead."

"I just want to turn out that if something happens to you in the Black Thorn Manor, it has nothing to do with me, and I won't admit that you were hired by me."

Varina nodded, "Of course I know that. ”

At this end of the conversation, he received a photo of the jewelry, and was led out of the courtyard wall by the housekeeper.

……

At 9 o'clock in the evening, Varina rushed to the Black Thorn Manor in the western suburbs.

It was the property of the Baron Gramire family, which had a history of more than 100 years, and even if the finances were not good, the Baron would still spend a sum of money every year on major repairs so that he could invite his friends over for a holiday on the autumn and winter weekends.

At this time, the doors and windows of the manor were closed, and the lights had been turned off in most places, except for the banquet hall, which was brightly lit, and the male servants and maids made rounds under the arrangement of the deacon of the manor.

As soon as you look at it, you can see that the jewelry must be in the brightly lit hall, waiting for the ill-intentioned guests to throw themselves into the net.

This was one of the scenarios expected by Varina.

But this arrangement may be able to prevent ordinary thieves, but it is useless for him.

Because he didn't intend to steal the jewelry himself.

He's a bounty hunter, and he's taken on this mission to establish an image of being good at solving problems, and of course it's impossible to steal it directly.

Varina carefully navigated the darkness, looking for traces of Wadden.

According to his thoughts, at this time, Wadden should also live in the Black Thorn Manor.

After searching most of the bedrooms, Varina finally found Wadden in a large bedroom on the second floor, facing the garden.

He had changed into his pajamas, but had not yet fallen asleep, but was sitting at his desk, flipping through an unknown book.

Varina watched for a moment, and after making sure there was no problem, he entered through the window and came behind Wadden, covering his mouth and nose with one hand and pressing the hilt of his knife against his waist with the other.

"Mr. Wadden Grammier, I have been commissioned by Mr. Roger Sindras to have a conversation with you, can you be silent for a moment? I guarantee your life. ”

Varina said in a deep voice:

"As long as you don't shout and don't look back, I promise that you will leave when the conversation is over, and you won't be hurt in the slightest."

"If you agree, you can gently put the book down in your hand."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wadden let go of his hand and let the book slip from his hand.

"Good."

Varina let go of her left hand, but her right hand kept its previous move.