Rain, pedestrians, and on the not-so-wide streets, carriages and horses were pulled by compliant draft animals. Yuko had just finished drinking chicken soup and coughed a few times. The restaurant waiter brought him staple food and a cup of coffee.
Yuko stroked his chest. His old illness was not serious, but he still had a throbbing pain from time to time.
He already knew the address where Claude Wins was being held and where he was going to be executed, including the location where Wins' family and others were being held. Yuko was now facing a manpower shortage, and Zana and the others were definitely not in a high-intensity battle.
It was good luck in many ways to escape from the arsenal for the first time. He murmured in his heart: "We can find a few people at the church to help, but there is a risk of leaking secrets, so we shouldn't take the risk. There are many things to consider when going alone.
Wensi and his family are not locked together. If the family is used as a threat, things will be more variable. If both sides can be done at the same time, the situation will be much better. But where to find people? Go to the murder organization to hire people, time.
It’s too late to come up. Hey, but no matter what, I still have to go take a look and then look for mercenaries.”
After eating, Yuko asked the waiter for directions, first went to retrieve the Archbishop's staff that was not completely repaired, and then turned towards the northwest city.
Compared with the docks in the east, the commercial roads in the west, and the north-south avenues, although the northwest area of Juswan City is also lively, there are not so many high-rise buildings. There are many handicrafts here, and there are also many small brothels.
Trading houses and small factories are very popular here, and some industry guilds are also gathered here, such as the embroidery guild, the shellfish handicraft guild, the rope and lighting tool guild, the winery and the wine industry guild. Specialized
Among them are those who forge iron palms and reins for the beasts of burden.
Yuko walked in the streets, looking up at the wooden or metal signs on the left and right, as if looking for something.
Assassination, no matter what guild it is, is not an industry that can be seen in the public eye. Although there is a union of assassins, or a union of assassins, it is only spread on the surface, and they usually do not make it conspicuously.
The signboard declares itself to be a killer organization. Of course, except in that kind of no-nonsense zone.
They usually break up this kind of organization into pieces and spread it out in crowded and lively places, especially in the streets and alleys of urban areas that are not wealthy. Who would do such extremely life-threatening and unfair activities if they are not just trying to make a living?
What about living? Because of this tradition, those killers who are capable and not poor will also spread their order information to these places, including the mercenary union. On the surface, the mercenary union is prohibited from accepting private assassination tasks.
Yes, but in fact they often turn a blind eye.
As for various assassination organizations or individuals, they will use different methods to find those in need, or let people in need find them. For example, advertising in local newspapers.
In the middle page or corner of the newspaper, various difficult or professional tasks will be written down, and some vague language will be used to hint, and finally a pattern mark will be left. If you are on the signboard of a local pub, hotel or various stores, or on the corner tiles
If you see such a mark on the stone, then you have found the right place. Of course, such marks are not obvious. They are not carved with regular fonts and then filled with colors. Instead, they are roughly carved with a sword, as if they are like
It looked like someone had randomly chopped it several times.
Or, an independent killer will reach an agreement with a store. Those experienced waiters, bartenders, prostitutes, vendors, etc. can see at a glance whether the customer has such needs and provide guidance to the customer.
At this time, Yuko stood under a wooden signboard swaying in the wind. The main part of the signboard was painted with an open book and a quill. This was a signboard for the secretarial guild, specializing in teaching professors who read books.
How do people from the lower class go to work as secretaries in aristocratic and wealthy merchants? The line below is the name of the store. In the lower right corner of this signboard, there is also a mark that looks like a feather or a bunch of leaves. If you look carefully, it is not a feather or a leaf.
, but several diagonally drawn bars were all cut off by the sword-shaped carvings in the middle.
Yuko walked to the doorstep and knocked on the door.
The person who opened the door was a well-dressed man, tall and thin, wearing a single-sided spectacles. He closed the book in his hand and asked: "Hello, what can I do for you?"
Yuko noticed that what he was holding was an etiquette course. There were many desks and documents in the small room. There were three girls aged sixteen or seventeen who had just received etiquette training. There were also people who were learning to organize documents in front of the desks.
She was also a girl. He raised his hand and pointed at the engraved mark on the sign.
The tall male teacher was stunned for a moment, looked at Yuko carefully, a little surprised, then smiled and said: "Oh, no one has been here for a long time. Please come in, please come in, let's go upstairs to talk." He turned around and shouted: "My
Assistant, come over and teach them the next course, I have something to discuss."
The assistant is a blond girl. Judging from the fact that the male teacher pinched her butt when he passed by her, their relationship should be more than just an assistant relationship.
In the small study room on the second floor, the tall male teacher asked him what he wanted to drink.
"I'm pressed for time," Yuko said.
"Okay." He walked to his desk and asked by the window: "What is your need? What are your requirements?" He said while observing the street outside the window.
"I need someone who can do anything and dare to do anything."
The tall male teacher glanced at Yuko: "It's a big job. Such people...are hard to find."
"And the time I need is tight. It's best to arrive today, now, right away."
"You want an interview? Well...it's difficult."
Yuko said: "Just tell me if it is available. If not, I will find another one immediately."
The tall male teacher looked out the window again, turned around and said with a smile: "I don't know what your standards are. You said you want someone who is capable. To what extent is this capable?"
"Think high."
The tall male teacher joked: "Think of it higher, do you want to kill the king?" At this point, his heart moved, and he pointed at Yuko and said: "You...you can't..." He looked out the window,
The execution notice is posted on the wall downstairs opposite.
Yuko said: "Don't think too much, I didn't say anything. There are many things that capable people can do."
"Uh-huh, haha, yes, yes, you didn't say anything." The tall male teacher said haha: "Oh, I was just joking. It's not illegal to joke." He narrowed his eyes and stared at Yuko.
He pondered: "You...are not the one who caught my fish, right?"
Yuko asked back: "You have been observing at the window for so long, have you observed anyone suspicious?"
"Haha, I didn't see it."
"Don't talk nonsense. Is it okay? If not, I'll leave."
The tall male teacher stopped him and said: "Whether you can do it and whether you dare to do it are two different things. Let me think about it..." He thought over and over again: "There is such a person who happens to be here. Does he have such a wish?"
, Dare or not... I can't be sure. As for ability... To be honest, I don't know what you want to do, and I can't judge. Of course, don't tell me what you want to do, I'm not interested at all."
"Can I call before the sun goes down?"
"able."
"Let me have an interview with him." Yuko took out a bag of money and put it on the table: "In addition, I also want a group of people." What he is paying now is not a commission, but a consulting fee. A shop like this has a lot of money.
It's a commission from both ends. This money is not only for consultation, but also for the labor fee of calling people. Regardless of whether the matter is completed or not, a murderer of that level is not willing to go in vain. Of course, this money is not meant to be like Yuko
The same goes for giving so much, and giving more is just to tell the other party how important this matter is.
"A batch!" The tall male teacher opened the purse and looked at it and was startled: "You can't find a batch like that. Not to mention that I can't find it, the whole street can't get it together."
"No, as long as they are desperadoes, oh, they still need to have a certain level of strength. It is best to have high-level, super-level or above. It is best to have more than thirty people. Those below this level are not allowed."
The tall male teacher said, "It's easy to find desperadoes now, but you said it's hard to find them. The main reason is that the time you gave is too tight, and most of the capable people don't want to die. These people are doing desperate work.
But I don’t really want to die. Do you understand what I mean?”
Yuko said: "Then I'll think of a solution myself. Call the first person here first, and we'll make an appointment to meet at this address." He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and put it on the table.