Seeing Ernes get on the carriage and leave, the bounty hunters hiding nearby jump out immediately. Some are not hesitating to the preliminary expenses and directly stop a passing taxi carriage. Some write down the characteristics of the target carriage and try to go around from the remote and narrow path to the front, while others ride their pre-prepared bicycles, passing through the gaps between the carriages and the crowd in the jingling sound, and following them very easily.
Here, I can only stay calm and stay where I am, watching Ernest and his colleagues go away.
This type of transportation, also known as bicycle, is more useful than I thought. No wonder so many bounty hunters need to buy one even if they save money. This can save the cost of riding a carriage or walking time... If you often have similar tracking tasks, the money saved is enough to buy a new bicycle... The only problem is that this type of transportation is currently very few, and they are all high-seat types... Don't be moved.
At this time, a railroad carriage drove from the intersection and stopped in front of her.
The location of the Xu Hotel happens to be a site.
He glanced at the double-decker car parked on the steel track, took out a few 1pc copper coins, walked up, and found a seat by the window to sit down.
This kind of public carriage can carry nearly fifty people in total on the upper and lower floors, and it is not crowded at this time, allowing the rest to look at the scenery outside the window very smoothly.
But she was not enjoying the scenery, and she quickly outlined the specific appearance of the target in her mind:
Brown hair, bright red eyes, deep contour lines, and a deformed nose bridge. He holds an oil painting album in his hand.
With the help of the sheriff's extraordinary sensing in this regard, and the fact that there was no large distance between the two sides, Xiu vaguely grasped the current position and the predetermined direction of the target.
So, she was very calm, and even took off her cap and took off her slightly rough and stubborn blonde hair.
After passing countless stations, Xiu suddenly got up and walked down after the public carriage paused again.
This is the Beckland Bridge area, and the target she sensed has changed direction and is ready to head to the bridge.
Xu immediately walked quickly, intending to enter another street from the corner in front and board the public carriage heading to the south bank of the Tasok River.
She was lucky and as soon as she arrived at the platform, the bus drove over.
Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, took out the other pennies he had prepared, and wanted to buy a bicycle more and more.
This train of public carriages was very crowded, but relying on the majesty of the arbitrator, he still easily passed through the crowd and went up to the second floor to find a location.
The carriage drove slowly, and Xu looked out the window casually, his eyes suddenly solidified.
She saw Sherman who could not be found before!
The young man, who thought he was a woman, was holding a paper bag containing several long loaves of bread and a stack of newspapers into a small alley.
His shoulder-length brown hair was much longer, and his gray striped pants were quite tight.
Although his figure flashed and normal people could not confirm it, as a sheriff, Xiu still made a positive judgment easily.
Sherman withdrew from the room he rented in the East Side and moved here?
It was not until the other party was fine and he was following the target, so he suppressed the urge to jump out of the carriage, catch up with the other party, and ask about the recent situation.
……
Sherman carried a paper bag with several long loaves of bread and a stack of newspapers, walked through the alleys and streets, and walked around a long circle before entering an apartment, followed the narrow stairs to the third floor, took out the keys, and opened the door of his residence.
He seems to have good anti-stalking skills.
With a creaking sound, the door behind the room was open, and Sherman's eyes suddenly lit up and saw a girl in a long black dress.
The girl has a sweet and gentle face and a graceful figure. Even if she stands at the window, blocking the sunshine and making her place look dark, it seems to be coated with a layer of gold, becoming more holy and beautiful.
Why are you here?Sherman first stared at the other party in surprise, then looked up and down a few times uncontrollably.
His not-so-obvious Adam's apple then squirmed and swallowed.
The next second, he suddenly turned his head and looked to the side, as if he didn't dare to look directly.
Te, Ms. Triss... Sherman called the other party with a stutter.
Tris' smile slowly bloomed, making the room with poor lighting seem much brighter, and then, she asked in a slightly playful tone:
Why don’t you dare to look at me?
I, I don’t know, what I like, it’s obviously a man, why, why do you see you, you still have many strange thoughts... Sherman still looked at the ground on the side and answered slightly stutteringly.
Tris' expression suddenly became a little complicated, and then nothing happened and said with a smile:
Women will also appreciate beautiful and attractive similarities.
She paused and said:
I'm here today and I have a task to hand over to you.Your initial progress was fast, I was very satisfied, but it seemed to have stopped recently.
Sherman's face suddenly showed a little fear, and he subconsciously took a step back:
I, I don't think it's necessary to do that...
Seeing that Tris did not refute, Sherman's words gradually became smooth:
I really can't instigate others to steal, rob, or kill people. This is too bad and too hateful!
Even the people you asked me to assassinate at the beginning, I feel that I have done too much now. Although they did scold me, beat me, discriminate against me, spread bad words about me, and hurt me in various ways to get happiness, their behavior has not reached the point where they need to repay with their lives.
Tris smiled without surprise at all:
You didn't say that at the beginning. You hated them and were full of resentment towards them. Once you gained extraordinary abilities, you couldn't wait to take revenge on them. I just mentioned a little, and you planned many assassinations yourself. I always remember your body covered in blood, trembling, and fanatically satisfied.
Sherman couldn't help but retreat until he pressed against the door that had been closed at some point, then he covered his face with both hands and shouted:
No!
I'm having nightmares every night now, dreaming that they are bloodied around me, chasing me, and biting me...
Bang, a paper bag fell to the ground, and a bunch of long bread scattered out, and a stack of newspapers fell to them.
This is normal.Tris calmly interrupted Sherman's words. This is the stage of psychological transformation that the assassin will inevitably have. Think about it, when those people bullied you in the past, did you want to kill them?
……yes.Sherman hesitated.
Tris then laughed:
You just resisted when you were bullied and killed them.
Her words have a meaning of being willing to listen and believe. Sherman quickly calmed down and nodded:
Thinking about it this way, it's really much better...
Hearing this sentence, Triss' dimples appeared and added playfully:
Moreover, they are not your opponents when they are alive, so what's there to be afraid of when they die?
Even if they become ghosts and ghosts, it’s nothing. As long as you complete the ‘ritual’ seriously and take another potion, you can burn all those souls to death!
But, but, seeing others become ugly, crazy, and vicious under my instigation, I can't bear it.Sherman was still quite reluctant.
Tris curled the corners of his lips invisibly and said with a smile:
That is the evil thoughts they already have, and they have nothing to do with you. Even without you, these evil thoughts may burst out in specific moments and occasions.
Also, the tasks I assigned you are all related to gangsters. Don’t you know what those people look like?Being able to make them strife and kill each other is kindness and pity for you and the innocent residents of the East District like you.
Sherman subconsciously opened his mouth, but when the words came to his mouth, he shrank back.
He suddenly became silent.
Tris glanced at him in a flash, and continued softly with his voice:
You are only one step away from your final goal. As long as you complete the remaining 'ritual', you can drink the third dose of magic potion and completely transform into a woman.
At that time, you can use the name "Sheman" you had chosen before, what a nice name Ah, and then leave Beckland as a girl, go to Jianhai County or Deesey County to start a new life, which has no relationship with everything here. Well, you must be full of charm and will be pursued by many excellent men, and choose the one you most satisfied with and like to enter the marriage hall, give birth to lively children, educate them to grow up healthily, take them to ski in Winter County, vacation in Deesey Bay, and enjoy the entertainment that only nobles have in the hunting ground...
Didn’t you say that you can give everything to find yourself?
Sherman's lips moved a few times, pursed for a moment, and opened his mouth a little bit:
Ms. Triss, I understand, I will do what you told me.
After saying that, he seemed to have lost all his strength, shaking and about to fall, and subconsciously reached out to caress the coat rack next to him.
During this process, his eyes naturally swept across the stack of newspapers on the ground.
The stack of newspapers has spread out, revealing a report in the middle:
...Mr. Dawn Downtese, a rich man from Disi, intends to acquire Larryvi Steel, which believes that it has quite good profitability and development prospects...
……
Sir, do you really want to acquire Larryvi Steel?At 160 Berklund Street, the personal servant Enyuni asked while going upstairs.
Dawn Dontes shook his head and said with a smile:
The news was purely fabricated, and I and Mr. Phil Larrivie, owner of Larrivie Steel, had only met once at the dance last week and had a few chats.
The butler Walter, who was next to him, breathed a little relieved and then said:
Sir, Larryvi Steel is indeed looking for a buyer, and there are currently many people who are interested.
In other words, Phil himself released the news to reporters to sell it at a better price?
Klein nodded thoughtfully and entered the semi-open room with a large balcony. He was ready to enter the gray fog. With the help of the prayer light spot of the believer Enyuni, he observed whether there were any abnormalities in the Herool family.
This is what he has been doing in recent days.
Here, I can only stay calm and stay where I am, watching Ernest and his colleagues go away.
This type of transportation, also known as bicycle, is more useful than I thought. No wonder so many bounty hunters need to buy one even if they save money. This can save the cost of riding a carriage or walking time... If you often have similar tracking tasks, the money saved is enough to buy a new bicycle... The only problem is that this type of transportation is currently very few, and they are all high-seat types... Don't be moved.
At this time, a railroad carriage drove from the intersection and stopped in front of her.
The location of the Xu Hotel happens to be a site.
He glanced at the double-decker car parked on the steel track, took out a few 1pc copper coins, walked up, and found a seat by the window to sit down.
This kind of public carriage can carry nearly fifty people in total on the upper and lower floors, and it is not crowded at this time, allowing the rest to look at the scenery outside the window very smoothly.
But she was not enjoying the scenery, and she quickly outlined the specific appearance of the target in her mind:
Brown hair, bright red eyes, deep contour lines, and a deformed nose bridge. He holds an oil painting album in his hand.
With the help of the sheriff's extraordinary sensing in this regard, and the fact that there was no large distance between the two sides, Xiu vaguely grasped the current position and the predetermined direction of the target.
So, she was very calm, and even took off her cap and took off her slightly rough and stubborn blonde hair.
After passing countless stations, Xiu suddenly got up and walked down after the public carriage paused again.
This is the Beckland Bridge area, and the target she sensed has changed direction and is ready to head to the bridge.
Xu immediately walked quickly, intending to enter another street from the corner in front and board the public carriage heading to the south bank of the Tasok River.
She was lucky and as soon as she arrived at the platform, the bus drove over.
Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, took out the other pennies he had prepared, and wanted to buy a bicycle more and more.
This train of public carriages was very crowded, but relying on the majesty of the arbitrator, he still easily passed through the crowd and went up to the second floor to find a location.
The carriage drove slowly, and Xu looked out the window casually, his eyes suddenly solidified.
She saw Sherman who could not be found before!
The young man, who thought he was a woman, was holding a paper bag containing several long loaves of bread and a stack of newspapers into a small alley.
His shoulder-length brown hair was much longer, and his gray striped pants were quite tight.
Although his figure flashed and normal people could not confirm it, as a sheriff, Xiu still made a positive judgment easily.
Sherman withdrew from the room he rented in the East Side and moved here?
It was not until the other party was fine and he was following the target, so he suppressed the urge to jump out of the carriage, catch up with the other party, and ask about the recent situation.
……
Sherman carried a paper bag with several long loaves of bread and a stack of newspapers, walked through the alleys and streets, and walked around a long circle before entering an apartment, followed the narrow stairs to the third floor, took out the keys, and opened the door of his residence.
He seems to have good anti-stalking skills.
With a creaking sound, the door behind the room was open, and Sherman's eyes suddenly lit up and saw a girl in a long black dress.
The girl has a sweet and gentle face and a graceful figure. Even if she stands at the window, blocking the sunshine and making her place look dark, it seems to be coated with a layer of gold, becoming more holy and beautiful.
Why are you here?Sherman first stared at the other party in surprise, then looked up and down a few times uncontrollably.
His not-so-obvious Adam's apple then squirmed and swallowed.
The next second, he suddenly turned his head and looked to the side, as if he didn't dare to look directly.
Te, Ms. Triss... Sherman called the other party with a stutter.
Tris' smile slowly bloomed, making the room with poor lighting seem much brighter, and then, she asked in a slightly playful tone:
Why don’t you dare to look at me?
I, I don’t know, what I like, it’s obviously a man, why, why do you see you, you still have many strange thoughts... Sherman still looked at the ground on the side and answered slightly stutteringly.
Tris' expression suddenly became a little complicated, and then nothing happened and said with a smile:
Women will also appreciate beautiful and attractive similarities.
She paused and said:
I'm here today and I have a task to hand over to you.Your initial progress was fast, I was very satisfied, but it seemed to have stopped recently.
Sherman's face suddenly showed a little fear, and he subconsciously took a step back:
I, I don't think it's necessary to do that...
Seeing that Tris did not refute, Sherman's words gradually became smooth:
I really can't instigate others to steal, rob, or kill people. This is too bad and too hateful!
Even the people you asked me to assassinate at the beginning, I feel that I have done too much now. Although they did scold me, beat me, discriminate against me, spread bad words about me, and hurt me in various ways to get happiness, their behavior has not reached the point where they need to repay with their lives.
Tris smiled without surprise at all:
You didn't say that at the beginning. You hated them and were full of resentment towards them. Once you gained extraordinary abilities, you couldn't wait to take revenge on them. I just mentioned a little, and you planned many assassinations yourself. I always remember your body covered in blood, trembling, and fanatically satisfied.
Sherman couldn't help but retreat until he pressed against the door that had been closed at some point, then he covered his face with both hands and shouted:
No!
I'm having nightmares every night now, dreaming that they are bloodied around me, chasing me, and biting me...
Bang, a paper bag fell to the ground, and a bunch of long bread scattered out, and a stack of newspapers fell to them.
This is normal.Tris calmly interrupted Sherman's words. This is the stage of psychological transformation that the assassin will inevitably have. Think about it, when those people bullied you in the past, did you want to kill them?
……yes.Sherman hesitated.
Tris then laughed:
You just resisted when you were bullied and killed them.
Her words have a meaning of being willing to listen and believe. Sherman quickly calmed down and nodded:
Thinking about it this way, it's really much better...
Hearing this sentence, Triss' dimples appeared and added playfully:
Moreover, they are not your opponents when they are alive, so what's there to be afraid of when they die?
Even if they become ghosts and ghosts, it’s nothing. As long as you complete the ‘ritual’ seriously and take another potion, you can burn all those souls to death!
But, but, seeing others become ugly, crazy, and vicious under my instigation, I can't bear it.Sherman was still quite reluctant.
Tris curled the corners of his lips invisibly and said with a smile:
That is the evil thoughts they already have, and they have nothing to do with you. Even without you, these evil thoughts may burst out in specific moments and occasions.
Also, the tasks I assigned you are all related to gangsters. Don’t you know what those people look like?Being able to make them strife and kill each other is kindness and pity for you and the innocent residents of the East District like you.
Sherman subconsciously opened his mouth, but when the words came to his mouth, he shrank back.
He suddenly became silent.
Tris glanced at him in a flash, and continued softly with his voice:
You are only one step away from your final goal. As long as you complete the remaining 'ritual', you can drink the third dose of magic potion and completely transform into a woman.
At that time, you can use the name "Sheman" you had chosen before, what a nice name Ah, and then leave Beckland as a girl, go to Jianhai County or Deesey County to start a new life, which has no relationship with everything here. Well, you must be full of charm and will be pursued by many excellent men, and choose the one you most satisfied with and like to enter the marriage hall, give birth to lively children, educate them to grow up healthily, take them to ski in Winter County, vacation in Deesey Bay, and enjoy the entertainment that only nobles have in the hunting ground...
Didn’t you say that you can give everything to find yourself?
Sherman's lips moved a few times, pursed for a moment, and opened his mouth a little bit:
Ms. Triss, I understand, I will do what you told me.
After saying that, he seemed to have lost all his strength, shaking and about to fall, and subconsciously reached out to caress the coat rack next to him.
During this process, his eyes naturally swept across the stack of newspapers on the ground.
The stack of newspapers has spread out, revealing a report in the middle:
...Mr. Dawn Downtese, a rich man from Disi, intends to acquire Larryvi Steel, which believes that it has quite good profitability and development prospects...
……
Sir, do you really want to acquire Larryvi Steel?At 160 Berklund Street, the personal servant Enyuni asked while going upstairs.
Dawn Dontes shook his head and said with a smile:
The news was purely fabricated, and I and Mr. Phil Larrivie, owner of Larrivie Steel, had only met once at the dance last week and had a few chats.
The butler Walter, who was next to him, breathed a little relieved and then said:
Sir, Larryvi Steel is indeed looking for a buyer, and there are currently many people who are interested.
In other words, Phil himself released the news to reporters to sell it at a better price?
Klein nodded thoughtfully and entered the semi-open room with a large balcony. He was ready to enter the gray fog. With the help of the prayer light spot of the believer Enyuni, he observed whether there were any abnormalities in the Herool family.
This is what he has been doing in recent days.
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