West End, 6 Edward Street.

In Patrick Jason's mansion, a completely unexpected guest is welcomed.

Sensing a swaggering intrusion, the owner of the house had to take a short break from his plans and hurry to meet with the uninvited guest.

Before the malice on "Jason" completely exploded into action, the young man who was sitting on the sofa and covered the end of his nose with a handkerchief spoke sullenly: "'Abyss' card, I came on the orders of that person. ”

The strange shadow that appeared on Jason Beria's face gradually returned to its original state: "...... You're weaker than I thought. ”

"The weaker the bystander, the more things should be seen. In the past, I didn't understand this because I was weaker, and I suffered a big loss. The young man sitting on the sofa put down his handkerchief and smiled brightly with white teeth, and a pair of wide sunglasses blocked his face, making it difficult for Jason to see the full expression of the other party.

Jason remained vigilant and sat down on another single sofa, his towering cheekbones making his face look mean and haughty, his gray-blue eyes blurred, and occasionally a bloody glow: "What are you doing here?" I'm going to assassinate my target tomorrow night. ”

If the other party hadn't reported the biggest secret in this transaction first, Jason would have directly wiped out this extraordinary person with a weak breath and buried it in the garden as fertilizer.

"I'm not going to introduce myself, it's not good for either of us, I'm here for another thing."

"What?" Jason's tone was very unkind, and he didn't have much to say about the trespassers in his mansion.

The young man pushed his sunglasses above his head, revealing a clear, indifferent amber left eye, and in his right socket lay a translucent glass bead, inside which was a filament that shimmered from time to time.

The smile on the young man's face faded away: "Have you ever seen such a wonderful and beautiful light?" ”

Even Jason, who is an extraordinary person in the "abyss" path, has become the "Apostle of Desire" in Sequence 5, and he has rarely seen such a pure and only longing desire, which does not contain greed or malice, and is closer to the dedication of a fanatic to practice a great cause.

This made Jason feel sick, or the man was a madman who had serious psychological problems.

The young man blinked, put his sunglasses back down, covered the strange "prosthetic eyes" in his eye sockets, and resumed his previous playful tone: "I am a psychiatrist myself, and I have seen many psychiatrists, so there should be no problems like you think." ”

Jason sneered, and had an accurate "guess" in his mind about the sequence of this extraordinary person, as the other party himself said, he was the sequence seven of the "audience" pathway.

The young man urged Jason to answer his question in disguise: "Don't worry, this is just a private task, even if you don't tell me, it won't affect the previous transaction, but the one will reassess your value." ”

"Heh, I've seen a woman with light on her body, and it's on Minsk Street in the Jowood district."

"Can you describe her appearance?"

"The blonde hair is about the same color as your light, not too tall, moderately built, pale eyes, and looks more like a foreigner than a native of Rune. Dressed in a linen dress that looks relatively poor, it is a common design in the East Ward Bridge District, wearing a hat decorated with sunflowers, and carrying a satchel. ”

After listening to Jason's description quietly, the young man nodded happily, "It seems that you didn't kill her, that's great." ”

Jason was silent for two seconds: "How can you be sure?" ”

"Only living things can convey calls, resonate, mighty Mr. Demon." The young man pushed the sunglasses on his nose, and the feeling of peeping came from below, making Jason feel a little provocative, "If it weren't for your ill will towards her, I wouldn't have had a chance to visit you." ”

Jason's expression immediately became serious. He recalled the extreme danger he felt when the light spot appeared, and it was precisely because of the almost real scream from the crisis warning that Jason had to give up the follow-up intimidation of the detective and had to leave the scene immediately.

Now it seems that it was because he had murderous intentions towards the young woman at the door, deliberately intensifying her fear, which caused a chain reaction, and was locked by the other party instead?

The young man shook his head, even though there was no fluctuation on Jason's face, he seemed to be able to see through all of Jason's thoughts: "It's not you who is locked, Mr. Demon, someone as powerful as you can get rid of simple divination and tracking methods." ”

Jason's face became more and more gloomy, and the provocation between the words of this bastard hairy boy became more and more obvious.

"But you can't escape fate, not even the people who exist in the world, even animals and inconspicuous plants and insects. Even a stone may have the fate of being polished into a stone axe or washed into pebbles by the waves. ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?" If it weren't for the fact that it would affect the other thing, Jason would have tortured this arrogant young man to death.

The young man only smiled slightly, this time far from the same bright smile as when they first met: "Your fate is not good, I can only tell you this." ”

Jason narrowed his eyes and showed a smirk: "Forgive me for being rude, I won't send it away." ”

The young man raised his hand and put the handkerchief tightly on his nose, and when he reached the door of the living room, he suddenly turned back and said, "The smell of your corpse here is too strong, and it is quite detrimental to your physical and mental health. ”

Jason watched the young man leave the living room, his figure walked through the garden to a small door, and after a momentary sense of dislocation, the young man was out of Jason's sensing range in a special way to blend in with the environment.

Jason wrinkled his nose as he stared at the couch where the young man had sitting, he didn't think there was anything wrong with the smell, but only felt comfortable.

Tomorrow is the day to carry out the assassination mission, and those who stand in the way of the trend of the times will be eliminated. Just get this done...... Until then, though, there are some eyeless bed bugs to deal with.

Jason Beria stood up again and quickly left the luxurious garden with the fountain pool.

He blended into the shadows of the city in the darkness and hurried back to the location of 15 Minsk Street, waiting for the other detectives, whose chests were filled with fear, to gather here under his deliberate guidance—they would find Detective Sherlock Moriarty for help.

This is revenge against this group of detectives.

And the fear that emerges in their hearts is, for Jason, the death birds of the group themselves.

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Esther took the steam metro back to the edge of the East End, where she rented a house for a week, in a barely tolerable environment, surrounded by two noisy taverns. At night, many people gather there to vent their stress, and often people with alcohol smell are chased out of the alleys by patrolling police officers, who are not allowed to sleep on the streets.

Estra raised her scarf, shielded her face as best she could, and hurried down the street, past the noisy tavern door.

But someone suddenly called out to her:

"Excuse me, do you live around here? I don't think I've seen you before. ”

The man who came up was also a lady, and although she had high leather boots with thick soles, she was a little shorter than Esther, and the lights of the tavern illuminated her shaggy yellow hair, and her cheeks, which were a little baby fat, and she did not look very old.

But even so, the lady wore a knight's training uniform that Esther felt very affectionate, and she exuded an invisible and solemn majesty that made it difficult to despise her presence.

"Yes, but I don't have a long-term place to stay, just a few days recently." Esther replied calmly that she did not want to make the little lady suspicious.

Esther had to admit that she had developed a little affection for the lady's height, and her size and appearance were quite cute.

Hearing a female voice coming from under Esther's hood, the short lady was visibly stunned for a moment, relaxed her guard slightly, and then continued to ask, "Have you ever heard of a man named 'Spoon'?" It is a man who is about your height. ”

After saying that, she even pulled out a wanted post, which printed a man with a thin face, with two conspicuous black moles on his cheeks, and his swollen eye bubbles made the whole portrait show a very lewd look.

Esther shook her head, she didn't mess around the neighborhood bars, nor did she develop new street children as "informants", but would go back every two or three days to visit the "rabbits" and them.

According to them, someone had seen Penny rescued from the Capin family at the Night Church on the East End, and Esther felt that there was nothing wrong with that, at least for Penny, who was out of despair at the time, joining the Night Church and staying in the church was also a stable life.

"Hamel" still seems like a rumor in the East End, as most people have no actual connection with her, and the children associated with her are tight-lipped about her.

"Sorry to bother you, but this wanted criminal has been wandering around a lot lately, so please be careful." This small lady has a serious face and is full of convincing charm.

"Thank you for the reminder, I'll ...... if it's okay"

Before Esther could finish speaking, two bottles flew out of the noisy bar door, and the scolding from inside suddenly rose high, full of greetings to the other party's mind and family.

The short lady reacted quite quickly, she instantly pulled out the three-edged thorn that she didn't know where to hide, and wanted to pick open the bottle that flew out, and she didn't forget to remind her loudly: "Be careful! ”

But when she looked closely, the two empty bottles had been quickly followed by Esther's eyes, and were being carried steadily in her hands. The bottles that landed down the simple parabola weren't much faster after all, at least not to Esther.

The short lady's pupils constricted slightly, but quickly returned to normal: "Sorry, I'm going to check on those bastards, someone must be drinking high again." ”

Esther smiled and nodded at her, "It's a tavern routine, after all, it's a rare time in their lives to relax." ”

"Goodbye ma'am."

"Goodbye."

This short episode didn't take Esther to heart, and she followed the original route to the apartment building where she was renting.

Soon, however, after rounding the corner more than a dozen meters away, Esther noticed a shadow swaying on the wall. Because of the relationship between the bright tavern behind it, this figure was stretched for a long time before it was projected into her line of sight, and the other party was very cautious and kept his distance lightly.

Esther rubbed her right brow in annoyance, slowing down her steps into the wrong way, not deciding whether to leave the person like this, or to lure the other party back to the tavern just now, and ask the short lady for help.