In the night, a slender figure walked with a briefcase.

Dressed in a black trench coat and a black gentleman's hat, Lyndon's dressing style remains the same.

He found himself increasingly accustomed to walking in the dark.

Late nights are dangerous, but danger often comes with opportunity.

Simon's Alchemy is located in a special area in the East Block.

In the city of Lovt, there are some such dark alleys.

There, all kinds of transactions are endless, and those who are interested can find any rare treasures, as well as strange secrets.

Black market.

In this world, the black market is a place that is allowed by default.

unless

The black market is involved in events that are too out of line.

The sheriff is not going to ban the black market, relatively,

Some sheriffs also actively seek cooperation with the black market.

The same is true of the night watchman.

People who act on the surface tend to mention the black market, and then turn around and trade in the black market with gusto.

Lyndon had asked Antar about the situation before he left.

According to Antar's explanation, a large part of the reason why no one dared to accept the bounty for Simon's Alchemy Workshop was that it was opened in the black market in the East Block.

A very small number of people will choose to take the initiative to take charge of black market-related activities on the street.

To put it simply,

It's just too unlucky.

Once you enter the black market, it means getting involved in a puddle of muddy water, and regardless of whether you can successfully complete the task, the mere mess is enough to make ordinary people stay away.

The people of the black market, with their own unique methods, hide from the invasion of the marginal world.

And these methods are difficult to accept from the standpoint of the night watchman.

This information made Lin register in his heart.

He didn't want his choice to be too one-dimensional.

After all, becoming a night watchman was only a last resort.

He is not very interested in guarding the city of Love, and assisting in the detective is also to get rid of the danger completely in the future.

"Are you really going there, I've heard that it's dangerous in the black market......"

Jana floated out of her briefcase and followed Lyndon, holding a plate of desserts in her hand and putting them into her mouth.

After Lyndon left the police station, he first went back to the office and took Jia Na with him.

With Jia Na by his side, he can also relax and not have to be vigilant against danger.

When she heard that her destination was on the black market, she showed great resistance, and Lyndon could only convince her with freshly made desserts.

"Who did you listen to?"

"Listen to my dad, he sometimes goes to the black market to help people get medical treatment."

"So your fear comes from paraphrasing, and you haven't experienced it yourself."

"No, I'm not scared because of what Dad said. Every time he came back from the black market, he would have a bad smell on his body, and that smell made me uncomfortable. ”

"What does it smell like?"

"It's hard to describe...... Yes! I suddenly realized that it looked like that monster in college! ”

Lynden stopped and turned to look at her.

Stared at by Lyndon's solemn gaze, Jana shrank timidly, not daring to continue eating dessert.

"Did I say something wrong......

"You're doing a great job."

Once again, Jana made a meritorious service.

Her communication skills, as well as her memory, have improved dramatically over the years.

On the last two occasions, Lyndon had learned important information from her whims.

The same taste, which explains why Alice and Heidi became monsters, may be answered by the black market.

Scattered clues seem to converge in one direction again.

"Any more information? For example, who will your father come into contact with in the black market, and what time period will he go to the black market. ”

"If he's going to the black market, he's going to leave very early and come back in the afternoon. In addition to the monster-like smell, there will also be a very strong and smelly smell of medicine. ”

Medicinal taste.

What kind of smelly medicine do I need to see a doctor?

Lyndon didn't know much about pharmacy, so he secretly remembered it and prepared to go back and search for information.

Bite!

The sound of metal falling to the ground was heard clearly in the silent night.

Lyndon nimbly pulled Jana and ran to crouch behind a trash can.

A foul smell came at him, and he held his breath to keep himself from being distracted.

There was a broken lady's hand mirror on the ground, and he picked it up, angled it, and looked at the visitor through the mirror.

Not far away, a black figure suspected to be wearing a cloak was hurriedly kneeling on the ground and groping around.

This time appears on the streets, either as a night watchman or as someone going to the black market.

The correct answer can only be the latter.

After a while, the black shadow stood up, walked to a position, and disappeared in some way.

"Back in the bag."

Lyndon hurriedly followed, and Jana reluctantly took a large bite of dessert and slipped back into her briefcase.

The shadow vanishes in front of a gray brick wall that is hidden in the middle of several houses.

He hooked his fingers and tapped on the wall.

Knock Knock –

Hollow.

He put his ear to the wall and listened.

As he had guessed, there was a slight human voice talking.

And there is more than one person, and a variety of strange dialects are mixed together, making it difficult to discern the specific content.

Should

There's the black market behind it, right?

If there is no black shadow, I am afraid that it will not be so smooth for me to find the entrance to the black market.

The next question is, how do I get in?

"Do you need me to walk through and take a look?"

"No, you hide it, don't expose yourself."

Lyndon rejected Jana's offer, carefully recalling the shadow's actions before entering.

The man seemed to grope for a while on the ground before he got up, as if he was looking for something.

Metallic, crisp, sharp......

Is it a silver coin?

He dug through his wallet and pulled out a silver coin.

At the same time, Linden noticed a small crack in the gray wall.

It's similar in size to a silver coin.

Want to throw it in?

With suspicion, Lyndon slipped the silver coin inside.

Click-

The sound of unlocking sounded in the gray wall.

He pressed his palms against the gray wall, using some force, trying to push.

There is a tremor,

But not strongly.

Lyndon frowned, took a few steps back, then leaned sideways, slammed his shoulders against the wall.

The bright light pierced his eyes in an instant!

In a trance, he shook his head vigorously to clear his mind from the chaos.

Before his eyes, a tavern-like scene appeared.

On the first floor, there are more than a dozen tables and chairs, where people of all colors gather to drink in barrels and tell their stories aloud.

In the aisle between the tables and chairs, many people lay horizontally and vertically, not knowing whether they were dead or drunk.

At the front of the stairs leading to the second floor, there is a tavern bar, and several guys with black cloth on their heads are greeting customers who are ordering.

Looking up at the second floor, there are closed doors, which should be accommodation rooms, and there are at least thirty of them.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Lyndon would never have believed that the true face of the East Street Black Market was actually a hidden tavern.

This is a far cry from what he guessed the black market would look like.

In such a mixed place, it is no wonder that normal people are reluctant to accept the commission of Simon's Alchemy.

The environment was too noisy to favor the investigation, and Lynden had to find an entry point first.

He cautiously slipped through the lying crowd and leaned over to the bar.

Lyndon beckoned a fellow and smiled:

"Please bring me a glass of wine and ask your foreman to come and talk to me."