After rearranging and closing the 'safe house', Arthur stepped forward.

After turning two corners of the stairs, the young 'medium' saw Pendragon lying in the cat's nest pretending to be asleep - although Pendragon was 'tiptoeing' enough, because of the ritual [Cat Orange], Arthur could clearly feel how his cat was dismissive on the surface, and how he was secretly nervous and did not let go of any trouble.

How so?

The duplicitous kitten is so cute!

"Hey, hey, little kitten, come and let Daddy hug you!"

With a strange smile on his lips, Arthur picked up Pendragon and slammed it hard.

Pendragon fought hard, but could not escape the clutches.

In the end, he could only lie helplessly in Arthur's arms with a cat face.

After a full five minutes, Arthur put Pendragon back in the cat's nest, and at the same time signaled that Kuliqi could come back, and after being on guard at the door of the small hall, he walked to the kitchen - he was affected by the Death Serpent. Thin. Arthur wanted the room to be warmer, and although the cold temperature would not hurt him, it would make him uncomfortable.

Chopped firewood mixed with coal was put into the kitchen boiler.

The full combustion in the boiler caused the temperature in 2 Kirk Street to rise, and the smoke billowing out of the chimney.

Hidden on the rooftops, Fujin and Fog Ni were unaffected by the smoke, and the unique eyes of the arcane creatures allowed them to watch out for the shadows.

……

When the night breeze blew again, Jorcio tightened his coat again, and he would never have taken on such a job if it weren't for the sake of the big man standing behind the guy.

He prefers robbery to this kind of stalking.

The kind of behavior of plundering other people's wealth neatly, looking at the frightened face of the robbed person, and the appearance of wailing, is his favorite.

5 soo a day?

Oh, send the beggars!

He used to grab it at random, but it was more than that.

However, as a smart man, Giorgio knows very well that robbery is not a long-term solution, although he wears a mask every time, but too often, one day he will be targeted by those 'blue dogs'.

Instead of being chased by the 'blue-skinned dogs' at that time, it is better to become a big man that the 'blue-skinned dogs' dare not look at directly.

Therefore, when the 'Cripple' Finley found him, he agreed without hesitation - in their small circle, it has always been rumored that there is a big man behind the 'Cripple' Finley, and it is even very likely that he is a nobleman.

It's just that now Jorcio regrets it a little.

'Damn, that's too cold!'

I should have inquired a little more clearly!

What if it's 'Cripple' Finley who bluffs someone else? ’

The night breeze mixed with the dampness of the sea water penetrated into his clothes, which suddenly made Joljo shiver twice, especially when he saw the billowing smoke rising from the chimney of the target house, and imagined the warmth in the target room in his mind, Joljo felt more and more cold on his body.

'I'm going to find a sheltered place to stay, should it be fine?' ’

Thinking to himself, Giorgio had already walked deeper into the alley, where he remembered that there was a corner just right to shelter from the wind.

And just as Giorgio was approaching the corner of his memory, a force suddenly appeared behind him and pushed him straight in.

Then, before he could scream, an invisible palm had sealed his mouth.

……

Finley the Cripple sat in his chair, smoking cigarettes, the campfire in the fireplace was blazing, and there was not the slightest chill in the room.

Listening to the crackling sound in the fireplace, Finley's thoughts couldn't help but wander a little.

He was originally one of Lord Lisopp's attendants.

But because of an accident, he broke his leg.

Just when he thought he would be expelled from Southtown without mercy, the benevolent Lord gave him a brand new job - gathering intelligence in Southlos.

For that, he couldn't be more grateful.

Therefore, in the past ten years, he has always done his best to complete.

This time was no exception.

Although he didn't know why his adult was staring at a 'spirit medium', he immediately arranged it after receiving the order.

First, he rented a house near Kirk Street, where the target was located.

Then, he hired Joljo and another person as stalkers.

What these two people want to do, Finley naturally knows.

It is nothing more than wanting to use him to climb the high branches of Lord Lord.

Finley didn't mind that.

In his own mission, in addition to finding out the news, he also found suitable candidates to recommend to the Lord.

In the past ten years, people like Joljo, he has recommended no less than a hundred for Lord Lord.

Now Dojoljo is nothing.

Moreover, Lord Lord had promised him that after this mission was completed, he would be able to return to Southtown to retire - he would have a house entirely of his own, his children would receive the best education in the future, and his wife would live happily in their home with him.

As long as this mission is completed.

Thinking to himself, Finley spat out the last smoke ring.

He'd have to go see the two guys in Joljo—he knows them all too well, and they're ruthless, but they're lazy.

If you don't keep an eye on it, it's definitely going to be bad.

With his coat on, Finley opened the door.

Then Lord Lisopp's spy was stunned.

Because, at some point, there was a person standing outside the door.

The other party was wearing a hat hood cloak with tattered corners, and this cloak was extremely dirty, stained with mud, as if it had been pulled out of the dirt, and there were two fist-sized leather bags around his waist, but they were also very old.

'Tramp? '

Finley thought, subconsciously expelling the other party.

But when the other party looked up, Finley was directly frightened.

As Lord Lisope's spy in South Los, Finley has killed people more than once in ten years, and he thinks he is bold enough, but when he sees the person in front of him, he is still frightened-

Bandage!

The face was completely wrapped in bandages, revealing only one wide eye, and the other party's bare palms and soles were also covered with bandages.

A white bandage mixed with dirt.

It was only at this time that Finley realized that the other party was not wearing shoes.

And the long sword in the opponent's hand was also wrapped in bandages from the hilt.

Sword?

"Wait!"

'Cripple,' Finley shouted.

However, the bandaged swordsman on the opposite side was unconcerned.

The sword in his hand swept like the wind around Finley's neck.

Burst!

The blood that spurted out stained the bandaged swordsman's body.

The tumbling head fell into the room with a muffled thud.

The bandaged swordsman didn't look at it, turned around and left.

And this scene was seen by the remaining three stalkers who belonged to the mysterious side.

The three people belonging to different forces were shocked and began to pass on the news in their own way.

Soon, a new stalker followed the bandaged swordsman towards Mule Street in the Duo District.

The bandaged swordsman continued to walk behind Mule Street.

Immediately, the eyes of the three watchers hiding in the shadows were filled with doubt.

They know there.

Twenty years ago, the place where the murder took place.

It was the 'Sanke family' who died.

It's the 'medium' Arthur. One of the cases cracked by Credos.

What is this swordsman doing here?

Doubts appeared in the hearts of the three stalkers, but the next moment, the pupils of the three stalkers shrank suddenly, and their faces were filled with boundless horror.

(End of chapter)