The black cat mask fell to the ground, and the girl revealed her true face.
"Huh?! It turns out it's you——"
As soon as Martin exclaimed, Gao Fei covered his mouth and warned him with stern eyes not to talk nonsense!
Jiang Feng quickly picked up the mask and put it on his face again.
"This is not a place for chatting, come with me!"
Gao Fei took her hand and ran towards the end of the alley.
The mercenary who fired just now was already in a daze due to the "seasoning technique" cast by Martin, and did not see the true face of the "Black Cat Lady".
Gao Fei passed by him and picked up the third magic crystal pistol.
"Hey! Brother, wait for me!"
Martin saw the two people's backs fading away, and quickly chased after them with his hound.
Three people and one dog hid in the streets and alleys, and finally got rid of all the pursuers.
Gao Fei found a secluded place, took off his mask, and pulled the napkin off Martin's face.
Jiang Feng took out a white cloak that he had prepared in advance from his bag, put it on his night clothes, put away his mask, and put on the hood of the cloak, looking like an ordinary nun.
After the three people changed their clothes, they walked out of the bushes without attracting the attention of the guards who were searching the streets, and returned to the detective agency without any danger.
"God, we are finally safe!" Martin locked the door and sat down on the armchair, breathing heavily.
Goofy opened the glass door of the cabinet, took out the remaining half bottle of wine and three goblets, and filled them one by one.
"Miss Quinn, before we toast to celebrate our escape, I would like to hear your story, such as why you dressed up as a thief and were chased on the street."
"Please pay attention to your words, my friend." Jiang Feng held the red wine and pretended to be a noble lady, "When I act as a black cat, please call me 'Rogue'!"
"But...is this fundamentally different from being a thief?"
"The difference is that I am not short of money and do not need to steal to survive or satisfy my greed. I only steal from those who are unkind and take away their ill-gotten gains to help the poor at the bottom of this city."
Jiang Feng looked solemn.
"I think my actions deserve the title of 'Rogue'. You two detectives, from your professional standpoint, probably don't agree with my statement and even regard me as prey."
"You are wrong, dear Miss Rogue, the private detectives who are paid to catch thieves are not your enemies, the police are!" Gao Fei shook his head with a smile.
"But what if someone hires you to catch me?"
"for example?"
"For example, the owner of the mansion I visited tonight, our venerable former police chief Mr. Gilbert Bagum, I took a small portion of the ill-gotten gains from his secret room."
"Oh! Bagham, I've heard about this big corrupt official!" Martin exclaimed, "Miss Quinn, how brave you are to steal his things!"
"As far as I know, Bagham is not only a corrupt official, but also a petty guy. Once he counts the losses tonight, he will be so angry that he will spend a lot of money to hire people to catch the thieves."
When Jiang Feng said this, he stopped and looked at Gao Fei and Martin with a meaningful look.
"Don't worry, my brother and I are both people with a moral bottom line. We are happy to collect money to catch thieves, but we cannot catch thieves like you. No matter how much money Bagham pays-"
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Before Gao Fei finished speaking, Martin covered his mouth.
"Wait a minute! My dear brother, please don't speak too harshly. Let me add a few words!"
Martin had a smile on his face and made a gesture of counting money with his left hand.
"Miss Quinn, it would be inconvenient for me to reveal that you stole from Bagham... no, I mean how much did you take?"
"Why are you asking this?" Jiang Feng's face was slightly cold.
"Ahem, that's it, Miss Quinn, if you want us to keep your secrets, you should show more sincerity."
"Mr. Page, I don't understand what you mean. You might as well speak more clearly."
"Oh, lovely lady! You are so smart, how could you not understand?"
Martin shrugged exaggeratedly and spread his hands.
"Let's use the analogy of a recently staged play that was very popular."
"The protagonist and his cousin are both lumberjacks. One day they find a crashed carriage at the foot of a cliff. The driver is dead and the passenger has his last breath. He has a pistol and appointment documents on him, indicating that he is a man going to a certain place.
The imperial envoy who inspects the province."
"My cousin discovered that the protagonist's figure and appearance were similar to that of the imperial envoy, so he came up with a strange idea. Let his cousin take away his identity document, pretend to be an imperial envoy, and go to the place where he was assigned to cheat on food and drinks."
"The protagonist feels guilty for doing this and doesn't want to do it. How do you think my cousin convinced him?"
"I happened to have watched this play." Jiang Feng sneered, "The protagonist's cousin pointed a gun at his head and forced the protagonist to strangle the dying imperial minister with his own hands. In this way, the protagonist was involved in a murder and was exposed.
Gora went into the water and had to bite the bullet and obey his cousin's command."
"Mr. Martin, you want to play the leading role in the play and let me play the ambitious and cruel cousin, right?"
Jiang Feng took out his revolver and loaded bullets as if nothing had happened.
"Miss Quinn! You don't need to use a gun to convince Rogge and I. In this case, banknotes are more suitable than bullets to witness our friendship!" Martin hinted with a sneer.
"Mr. Page, if you want to get some profit from me, just say so, why bother beating around the bush!"
Jiang Feng chuckled, put away the pistol, then took off the satchel full of stolen goods and placed it on the table.
She was about to open her satchel when she accidentally found the letter paper on the desk. She picked it up and saw that it was a reply letter written by Rogge to his pen pal "Mr. Quinn", which he had not yet had time to send.
At this time, she received a system prompt, giving two plot branch options.
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Route a: Remain silent and do not reveal your other identity for the time being.
Route B: Take the initiative to tell the truth and show that you are Roger's pen pal.
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The two branches point to different ways of character creation and different plot directions based on the character's personality.
If you choose route A and give up this opportunity to reveal your identity, it will further emphasize the reserved and arrogant side of the heroine's character. She will not be able to lose face and admit that she used a fake identity to deceive the male protagonist, and will have to use more lies to cover up her lies.
Following this route, the subsequent plot will be similar to the style of Korean dramas.
There will be more misunderstandings and conflicts between the male and female protagonists, all kinds of love will lead to hatred, and love and hate will be intertwined. In short, it will be very bloody.
For example, Gao Fei designed two extremely clichéd yet very useful sections for Route A in the outline.
