As a "sheriff," Hugh had a keen instinct when it came to monitoring and being monitored, and his mind immediately tightened, and his mind raced to consider what had happened.

In the past two or three weeks, she has not encountered anything that needs special attention, and the few prisoners she has caught are not extraordinary, at most they have some connection with a gang, and no one will offend the bounty hunters who are famous in the East End for them, so she quickly narrowed down the scope of her target, and vaguely guessed which force the person who was secretly staring at her belonged to.

I didn't go to Mr. X's party last time, but there was an accident there, and it was said to be amazing...... MI9 told me that Mr. X was killed on the spot and his body was taken with him, and that the assassin had the power to wield a demigodial level...... Who is the Aurora Society trying to figure out who did this?Everyone who receives an invitation to a party is their target?Although Hugh is sometimes frizzy and careless, and his way of thinking is relatively direct, he has a strong intuition in similar fields and can always think of the key points at once.

In the case of Mr. X's killing, on the one hand, she was glad that she was dragged away by Furth and did not go to the party and avoided the accident, and on the other hand, she thought that she had no problems and could withstand anyone's investigation in any way, so when she met with the masked man in MI9 last week, she was calm and confident, and took over the task of investigating the truth of the case, but unfortunately, she did not know which other extraordinary people attended that party, and she had no way to start.

Well, the gentleman from MI9 told me that the people of the Aurora Society are either already sick or latent insane, and they can't speculate their behavior with the logic of normal people, and even if they confirm that I am fine, they may kill me by the way to vent their anger and warn the real murderer...... Hugh walked forward with a high degree of tension, replanning the course of his activities in the Eastern End.

On this route, she can always get the help of her friends, and if she is attacked, she has a good chance of escaping or counterkilling.

As he walked, Hugh suddenly lost his spirit, and found that he had returned to his residence in the Jowood district at some point.

Hugh entered blankly, drank a glass of water, and was patted on the shoulder by Furth and said:

"Come with me to the East End. ”

Hugh was stunned for two seconds, and then said something that felt familiar to him:

"You, you want to go out to collect materials?"

Firth immediately denied this statement, saying that he had taken on a previous mission to help people find the dust left behind after the ghosts disappeared, and the spirits of the dead in the cemetery had already been purified and sent to the realm of their respective gods, so they could only go to the East to find it.

Hugh hesitated and said:

"I'm getting ready to attend a party called by Mr. X, can't you postpone your business for a day?"

Furth immediately grimaced, saying that he had been delaying too much, and that the task was almost over.

Hugh sighed and agreed to accompany his friends to the East End to find those who had just died or had not been found for a while.

The two were just about to go out when Hugh shivered at the wind outside and came to his senses to see a bard sitting on a street corner, playing the lyre and singing a popular song in the southern countryside.

Hugh frowned slightly, raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his forehead, always feeling that he was a little distracted just now, but he couldn't remember what he was thinking.

Continuing to be on high alert, she followed her predetermined route into the lunch bar where her family would sell, where she was confronted by a resident of the East Side who occasionally provided her with information.

This is a young man of twenty-three or four, with thin eyebrows, brown hair draped over his shoulders, not very rough features, and cheap cosmetics, which gives people a very disagreeable feeling.

"Sherman, has anything happened these days?" Hugh beckoned.

As far as she knew, the young man named Sherman always thought that he should be a woman, but fate played a bad joke on him and made him a man, which made him suffer very serious discrimination for many years.

Sherman grinned slightly:

"It was peaceful, no men invited me for a drink. ”

"It's not good to drink. Hugh admonished earnestly, and walked past the other and walked to the bar.

Sherman took a sip and swayed out the door to the apartment he rented.

He stopped at the door for a few dozen seconds, took two steps to the side, and knocked on the door next door.

The wooden door creaked open, and a low but unconcealed sweet female voice came out:

"Have you already made your decision?"

Sherman stepped inside, closed the door with his backhand, looked at the girl sitting on the edge of the bed in a black dress, and said:

"I still don't believe that there is such a miracle in it. ”

In his eyes, the girl had a slightly round face, a gentle temperament, and her appearance was not only sweet, but also had a different taste, which was very charming and charming.

For Sherman, of course, he was more envious than infatuated.

The girl in the black dress replied expressionlessly:

"Haven't you already seen my old photos?"

When her eyes turned, she would always unconsciously bring a little melancholy.

"But maybe it's your twin brother or brother, and I can't believe there's a way to turn me back into a woman......" Sherman said unsteadyly.

The girl in the black dress smiled without a smile:

"Then you can pretend that this thing is fake, and you can go back. ”

Sherman's hands clenched little by little, and he was silent for a long time and said:

"I, I'm willing to give it a try, and although I know you're probably lying to me, I'd like to give it a try.

"So, what will it cost me?"

"Follow my orders, help me do something, rest assured, it must be something you can do. The girl in the black dress said, "To truly change your gender, you need to drink three pills and complete some ritualistic things, I will teach you." ”

Speaking of this, she laughed self-deprecatingly:

"You can think about your own feminine name. ”

............

At night, in the area of Beckland Bridge, in a small alley on Iron Gate Street.

Hugh stood under the gas lamp that had been broken by someone and remembered the events of this afternoon.

After confirming that she was no longer being followed, she returned to Joewood, and secretly observed Forthth, and found that the friend had not left the house, and had stayed at home as usual, spending a great deal of time, newspapers and magazines, and spending nearly an hour in the room with the curtains drawn, as if to master her extraordinary abilities, until there was nothing else to do, she turned out the paper, wrote the beginning of a new book for a quarter of an hour, and then tore it off, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash.

She also overdosed...... Drinking too much alcohol...... Hugh gritted his teeth and saw a man in a black suit emerge from the shadows at the other end of the alley.

The man was tall and straight, with a gold mask on his face, revealing his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and cheeks, and was none other than the MI9 agent with whom Hugh had been contacted.

"What's the urgency?" he asked.

Although Hugh was short, he said with great momentum:

"I've been followed in the East End, suspecting it's someone from the Aurora Society, and they seem to be looking into the last party. ”

Hugh had originally prepared a topic about the person the other party had asked to find before, and he planned to use clues that did not guarantee the authenticity to make this urgent meeting request normal, but now, she had a better and more suitable excuse for the Aurora Society.

"The madmen of the Aurora Society are like that, although they know that we are also looking into this matter and looking for them, they will not back down, if it were not for this, they would not always be hit. The man in the golden mask laughed and said, "Frankly, I was surprised that they didn't directly surround you and take you to a no-man's land for questioning or channeling. ”

Hugh was about to answer that the Aurora Society had not been following for too long, when he suddenly thought of the trance that made him unable to let go, so he thought about it:

"I don't know exactly what happened to me, and for a short period of time, I seemed a little confused and couldn't remember what I was thinking. ”

The man in the golden mask was silent for a moment, and only after more than ten seconds did he say:

"The follow-up investigation into you should be over...... Aurora will pay more attention to this matter than I thought, and I will report it.

"Hmm...... You've said before that there are quite a few extraordinary people who receive invitations but don't attend the party?"

Hugh nodded and said:

"No more than one-third of the people who receive an invitation attend each meeting.

"This is normal for most gatherings, and Mr. X's is no exception. ”

The man in the golden mask thought for a moment, then asked:

"Did you get a clue from the person you were looking for last time?"

"The original name Triss?" Hugh shook his head when he saw the other party's chin and said, "Not yet, she should be a veteran." ”

The man in the golden mask suddenly laughed and said:

"She's killed more people than you've done bounty quests, and if there's a clue, try not to get close, she's very dangerous. ”

Hugh let out a "hmm" and got to the point:

"Is there a new commission this time?"

"Why did you suddenly become positive?" asked the man in the golden mask, slightly surprised.

Hugh calmly responded:

"I'm almost done with the merit of redeeming the 'Inquisitor' potion recipe, and I hope to get it sooner. ”

"Actually, there is no need for this, you can directly exchange for potions, which will save a lot of merit. The man in the golden mask said from Hugh's point of view.

I already have extraordinary characteristics!Hugh shook his head and said:

"It's going to be a long time, maybe I'll be able to buy the materials at another gathering of extraordinary. ”

The man in the golden mask didn't persuade again, and said with a half-sigh and a half-smile:

"Good luck then.

"This time there is a more complicated commission, and if you can complete it, the merit should be enough. ”

Hugh suppressed his joy and asked:

"What task?"

The man in the golden mask said in a slightly strange tone:

"Keep an eye on the people with whom Viscount Stafford has contacted, and put each one in the report and submit it to me.

"You don't need to monitor often, when you have time or pass by, just pay attention by the way, believe me, you are not the only one doing this task, as long as you can submit a valuable report a week, you can get a certain amount of merit, every week." ”

Viscount Stafford ...... Hugh was suddenly in a trance again, and this time in a trance, she knew why.

This viscount was the chief of the palace guard, her father's former deputy!

PS: Recommend a book, "Plague Doctor", this one I saw the sacrifice to the banyan tree in one breath before, I think it's not bad, I want to raise it, see how it unfolds later, and then take the initiative to help push it, after all, it's the type I like, modern background, Cthulhu flavor is very full, after joining the doctor's profession, the details are very solid, there is texture, and the suspense of the story is also very good, I hope Comrade Vali can hold it later, well, friends who like this type can go and take a look

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