Xiu, who checks some contact symbols at different places every day, stands in front of a street in the East District, carefully avoiding the garbage bags with unknown contents piled up at the entrance of the alley. The trouser legs of the white-based knight uniform have already been stained with some stains.
She looked at the wall on the right with a bad expression, and subconsciously touched her waist with her right hand.
This was a mark she had never seen before. It was the mark of the golden masked man from Mr. A's party.
You actually found me?
Xio recalled the rumors he heard at the Bounty Hunter Bar in the East District this morning. The hand attached to his waist slowly dropped to his side. He walked out of the alley with a normal expression and walked along this street in the direction of leaving the East District.
.
Today there are rumors everywhere in the East District. It is rumored that the rich man Kapin who engineered the disappearance of the girl has fallen. The first explosion that occurred in Backlund last night was in his mansion.
What Hugh understands more clearly than others is that starting last night, the gangs that Capping gathered in the East District, including the plateau people who had just experienced repression, were suddenly forced into the corners of the warehouse district by the established Whigs and Tories.
, within the dock area where the explosion occurred in the East District, except for the warehouse surrounded by the Heart of Machinery, everything returned to the hands of these gangs who also had the support of big figures behind them.
Quickly walking out of the East District, Xio took advantage of his smaller size and squeezed into the public carriage. He marked the meeting place and time at another place he often used, and deliberately postponed it until tonight.
After doing all this, Xio did not wander around anymore and returned directly to the apartment he and Forsi rented in the Jowood District.
...
Joe Wood District, in the apartment rented by Xio and Forsi.
Forsi, who was troubled by nightmares last night and was not in good spirits today, slumped lazily on his chair, holding a thin pen between his slender fingers like a lady's cigarette, shaking slightly in an unsightly manner.
She stared at the few lines of words above, read through the beginning of the new book that she had been holding back for an hour, and nodded with satisfaction.
Sure enough, this kind of ups and downs of love novels can impress those readers... Emperor Russell is right, no matter what era, people always like to read things that can satisfy their shortcomings in reality. If you read books, you will have too many
Too many restrictions will turn readers off, and satisfying their fantasies is the way to make money!
Without hesitation, the great man's words of wisdom blocked his last bit of self-motivation. Forsi threw away the pen and actually took out a cigarette, preparing to reward himself.
There was a muffled sound on the door, and Forsi, who was leisurely smoking a cigarette, jumped up from the chair like a frightened blue cat, turned his right hand, hid the cigarette under the chair cushion, and picked up the pen in a panic.
"Didn't you go out?"
The panting Xio glanced at his friend up and down, and then quickly walked to the window. Ignoring Forsi's stiff body, he glanced roughly outside the window.
"The guy who sold me the 'Sheriff' formula contacted me."
Forsi subconsciously raised his eyebrows, calmly clenched the pen, moved his buttocks slightly, and suppressed the cigarette under him.
She looked at Xio's messy blond hair and said seriously:
"Because of what?"
"I don't know, but I guess it has something to do with yesterday's explosion." Xio rubbed the stubborn frizzy short hair on his head and sat down on a chair next to him.
"I didn't go to him directly. I plan to meet him tonight."
Forsi, who silently covered the new manuscript paper on the table, frowned slightly. After thinking for a while, he praised:
"This is the safest way. You and he have always met in Mr. A's territory before."
"Although he and the forces behind him definitely don't know about the relationship between us and the Aurora Society, we can't guarantee whether the other party is consciously fishing."
"Fishing?" Xio's green eyes widened slightly, obviously not understanding the meaning.
Forsi looked at his friend and deliberately made a serious face.
"Think about it, since he has the formula of 'sheriff', it means that he is likely to be related to the official force, or he is an official force himself."
Listening to his friend's analysis, Xio nodded seriously and sat up straight.
"So he hardly needs a reason to deal with wild Extraordinaries, especially Extraordinaries like you who are on the same path as them."
Xiu frowned, and Forsi also pretended to be sad.
"You said that the silver-white war bear, the main material of the 'Sheriff', seems to have short legs. Could it be that the main material of the 'Arbiter' actually has short legs too."
"They won't treat you as a wild extraordinary material and want to kidnap you and sell you for money, right?"
Xio, who listened carefully, finally realized that her friend was teasing her, and immediately jumped up, ignoring Forsi's begging for mercy, and gave her a hard thrust on the butt.
"I'm serious..." Forsi said pitifully, rubbing his back.
"Think about it for yourself, why would they contact you out of the blue and give you a copy of the master material for almost free?"
"If it's really MI9, why do they treat you like Sequence Nine so well?"
Xio, who was about to give the second blow, suddenly froze on the spot. After being stunned for a while, he was deflated.
She shook her head slightly, as if she was recalling something. Forsi, who was watching from the side, did not dare to interrupt.
After a while, she breathed a long sigh of relief and said calmly:
"By the way, Kapin is dead. One of the explosions last night was related to him."
Kapin is dead?
Forsi reacted for a while before remembering that this was the notorious human trafficker in the East District.
"How did she die?" As a novelist, although she didn't go out much, she often obtained various display materials from Xio, so she was relatively aware of Kapin's crimes.
Xio pursed her lips with a depressed expression, and then shook her head slightly.
"It was probably an explosion. Anyway, if I have a chance tonight, I will inquire about this matter carefully."
...
In the outer suburbs of Backlund, there is an underground mausoleum somewhere.
In the plainly decorated underground room, "Desperate Nightingale" Panadia had just woken up, with wet drops of water still hanging on her charming face. Her white fingers gently touched the bottles and cans with different labels.
, and finally covered her body with a white robe with a pure aura.
"Unfortunately, neither Zangwill nor Advisor Rambis responded to my invitation yesterday."
This demigod, whose exact age could not be seen, but judging from his face, looked more delicate than a girl, yawned slightly, his eyebrows turned slightly, and he complained softly:
"Although Mr. A looks similar to the 'Witch', he is basically just a piece of wood. He was simply fooled by the ravings of the true Creator."
This demigod whined like a real little girl, with no hint of maturity in her.
However, in those charming eyes, calmness and calmness are still the eternal main colors, which proves from the side that everything she behaves at this time is just a layer of disguise.
As a quasi-"ageless witch" who is about to complete her digestion and is ready for promotion at any time, Panatia has already begun to play the role of "ageless" in advance, but the Caslina she is referring to does not seem to be a good learning target.
The Witch Cult is relatively loose. If it is not mandatory, each high-level person will have his own life, so they do not know each other very well about some trivial details.
"Augustus's traces are exposed."
In the quiet underground room, another melodious but more cold voice broke Panatia's poor one-man show.
The demigod who had been interested in teasing him trembled for a moment, then slowly turned around, knelt down humbly on one knee, and performed a standard knightly salute.
"Your Highness, I did not receive the notice of the acceleration plan yesterday..."
The Mohu figure hiding in the shadows raised his hand, and the blue-purple gemstone inlaid in the center of the collarbone on his chest shone with a strange brilliance.
Venomous snakes spat out their venom, clung to the air, and slowly swam out of the darkness.
"I see the imbalance of fate in you and several other demigods."
The venomous snake with long pure black hair was pointed and pointed, and its cold eyes were staring at Panatia, whose head was lowered even further. As the figure of the lake stepped out of the shadow, its whole body was gradually revealed.
Charlotte Tamara Treville, whose "witch" part seemed to be strengthened, looked around, her eyes penetrated the ancient stone wall that had stood underground for thousands of years, and looked at the upper level of the ruins. There was a dark mass surging in the center of the spirit body.
Illusory figure.
It was an imaginary phantom, and next to her was a "transparent" phantom with an even more terrifying aura.
She was clearly there, standing next to the alter ego of Hvin Rambis who was talking to a mature and elegant man, but no one noticed her.
In the silence, the man with pure eyes turned his head, looked at the lady with complex aura with his pure golden eyes, smiled and nodded.
Xia Lu closed her eyes with a cold feeling in her back, her cold voice was still flat, as if her emotions were cut off.
"Anyway, don't leave here recently. I don't want to see any accidents before the big smog."
The blue-purple gemstone between the shrunken bones was even more dazzling. Charlotte Tamara Treville opened her eyes, reflecting the miniature Milky Way, and the surface of her perfect jade body was cracked with a hint of blue.
"This is not only what I mean, but also what Chike means."