walked against the dark and damp wall, and he checked the candle-lit booths one by one. But considering that I'm not rich at hand, it's just a look.

　　 "Maybe I can also sell something and earn some golden pounds."

　　 He suddenly thought of this idea, but ordinary spells are not profitable, and the only one who can make a lot of money is Old Jack’s [Witch’s Kiss]. This extraordinary potion can enhance feminine charm, and potion is originally an extremely rare thing.

　　 But the problem is that Jenkins only mastered the production method of this kind of potion. If the sale of too many attracts attention, the old man will communicate with Old Jack, and it will be exposed that Jenkins is selling drugs on the black market.

　　 "Wait, is it illegal to sell drugs on the black market?"

　　 He frowned, feeling that he had caught the point.

　　 "Forget it, go back and try to make a small amount first to see how successful it is."

　　 Now that I think of these, I have to purchase some raw materials. The witch’s kiss is a relatively basic potion, and its simple function means that the materials it needs are not uncommon. In fact, most potions do not require rare materials, and the most important thing is to find a gifter who can make them.

　　 The middleman clown is still in the original place, squatting there like a funny statue. A white candle was lit in front of him, and the static flame illuminated only half of his face, while the other half was hidden in the dark. Jenkins was taken aback, almost frightened by this scene.

Section 276 Chapter 272 Tracking Commission

"what's up?"

　　 The clown's voice is still so erratic.

　　 "There is a troublesome thing related to the Orthodox Church... Forget it, I'll find the huntress. Does she have time?"

　　 "Yes, wait a minute."

　　 I have worked with Huntress several times. Jenkins thinks that this person moves quickly and can complete the task every time. What he wants to entrust this time is very important, so he must find someone with outstanding ability.

　　 "Oh, one more thing."

　　 He stopped the clown who was going to find someone again, and saw him pressing out the candle with his ridiculously dirty cat's claw gloves, so he took a few steps forward and asked in a low voice:

　　 "I need an absolutely secure, anonymous, bank account in the three kingdoms. Yes, it is the kind of account that handles troublesome money, can you provide it?"

　　 "This is very simple, 30 pounds, I will give you the account name and password in a moment. You can go to the traveler's bank to change these contents, but I want to remind you, if you commit a crime, please don't get involved here."

　　 "I know this. This is the rule of the black market...Wait, who said I was going to commit a crime?"

　　 "Huh~"

　　 The oil-painted clown made a mocking sound, and then stepped into the deeper darkness.

　　 Jenkins is not clear about the situation elsewhere, but he believes that the underground black market in Nolan City may not be the largest in the entire area. For safety, most illegal gifters will not choose to settle in big cities. On the contrary, rural towns or small remote kingdoms are the best choices.

　　 Therefore, in the countryside, there are some large-scale black markets for gifters. These black markets are held on a regular basis, but they are more prone to problems in places that are not restricted than those in cities with strict rules.

　　 These are all introduced by my father.

The clown came back in only half an hour this time. He also gave Jenkins a metal ring wrapped in a piece of paper. The upper picture of the ring is inlaid with square metal, and there is a string of fine details under the case branded on the metal. Number. And Jenkins handed him 30 pounds.

　　 That ring is actually a seal, and the bank account name and password are on the slip of paper. The three must be used together to control the entire account. The current banking industry is not well developed, and only accounts with the highest specifications can be used to transfer money between different countries. Even so, it will take a certain amount of time to complete the data aggregation of different branches, and only in larger cities can remittances between different places be completed.

　　 And the annual fee of this kind of account is also very high. The clown told him that at least 11 pounds and 3 shillings must be kept in the account so that it will not be frozen at the end of the year. Generally speaking, it is a very troublesome thing.

　　 When she saw the female hunter, she had already reached the room with only one candle lit. Jenkins is now even more sure that the location of this room is also underground, because he can hear the gurgling noise from the top of his head at this moment, which means that there are a lot of deeply buried steam pipes passing through the top of the head.

　　 "The middleman said, you appointed me directly, so you are not a new customer? Or is there an acquaintance introduced?"

　　 Jenkins did not speak, but sat on the sofa with his waist straight, which was not his usual sitting posture.

　　 Sure enough, keeping this posture, she really didn't recognize who Jenkins was.

　　 "Well, I have no intention of spying on your privacy, so what do I need to do?"

"At present, there are several gifters from the [Sun and Justice] church in Nolan. Their original purpose was to recover a special item, so they did not hide their whereabouts, but now they are not...I I need you to investigate what they are doing recently. I don’t need to know the purpose, it’s too dangerous. I just want to know the trajectory of their activities within a week from this week."

　　 He was worried that he would disturb those people, but set him on fire, so he only wanted to know some of the current situation.

"Oh?"

　　 The overly ordinary face of the female hunter showed an interested smile: "I won't commit a crime."

　　 "How many gold pounds?"

　　 he asked coldly.

　　 "I only need to track, do not need to investigate in depth?"

　　 "You can think so."

　　 "啧~300 pounds."

　　 showed a mocking smile on his face.

　　 "The lion speaks loudly?"

　　 Jenkins is not angry, still maintaining that indifferent attitude.

"Lion? It's an interesting analogy. But it's not a big opening, because you didn't tell the truth—what are they doing? I have to know this to act, otherwise no one can predict what will happen. "

　　 There is some truth to this, but Jenkins certainly can't say that he has embezzled a drop of other people's divinity.

　　 "They are looking for something, something they don't even know, I'm telling the truth."

　　 The woman was silent for a while, and gradually frowned. Jenkins observed a golden light spot in front of her shining brightly, and he didn't know what ability was at work.

　　 "Since it only needs to be tracked, it is fairly simple. But this commission involves the Orthodox Church, and I have to take some risks, so the price may be more expensive."

　　 "It should be, I can understand, but please give a reasonable price."

　　 "It's good if you understand, since it's a one-week trip, then...50 pounds."

　　 Jenkins hesitated for a few seconds. He wanted to lower the price as usual, but quickly made up his mind: "Yes, but it must not be discovered."

　　 He knows that the price is fair. The last time the house was commissioned was 22 pounds, but although it was troublesome that time, it was still not sure whether he would have contact with the benefactor, so it was cheap. This time, I have to take the initiative to follow the gifts of Orthodox Church. Although the price of 50 pounds is painful, it is not expensive.

　　 While Jenkins was taking the deposit, the huntress sat opposite him and teased:

　　 "Although I don't mind who you are, I hope God bless you, you must not be a wanted criminal. Although tracking is immoral, it does not seem to be illegal. I hope that the trouble with you will not involve me.

　　 "There is no trouble with me."

　　 he replied.

　　 "I am not interested in this at all."

　　 The woman shrugged and leaned back on the soft backrest of the sofa relaxedly. But he was still vigilant, after all, the stranger's commission was related to the Orthodox Church.

　　 "Isn't it a cultist who has been very active recently?"

　　 she wondered in her heart, and once again looked at the man sitting on the edge of the candle light.

　　He has no expression on his face and can't see the special temperament related to his profession. But the more I stared at him, the more I felt that this person was very weird. As for what is weird...

Chapter 277 Chapter 273 Income in the Alley

　　 The female hunter's heart jumped fiercely, and in this quiet and depressed airtight room, something seemed to be different.

　　 seemed to be facing an ancient god, and something disturbing squirmed in the shadow behind him. That ordinary face is like being covered with a tulle, and the truth behind the tulle is endless chaos.

　　 Xisuo Suo's voice came from the quiet room. It was the voice of Jenkins pulling out his pocket. The female hunter's face gradually turned pale, although she was facing a mortal body, her soul was a real god. A woman who is too sensitive, accidentally saw part of the truth, only felt that her breathing was difficult, and the pressure from all directions enveloped her.

　　The breathing gradually became lighter, and the body retracted subconsciously. At this moment, from the chest of the man opposite, a long slender black and white tentacles were slowly stretched out, and the tentacles swayed and stretched forward. At the place where the tentacles connect with the body, a mass of fleshy **** is slowly creeping, and the malicious shape resembles a four-legged beast that merges with the human body.

　　 The man lowered his head and saw this scene, his brows frowned. With a light tap, the tentacles stretched out again.

　　 "This is 20 pounds."

　　 Jenkins pushed the money over, and the huntress was shocked. As Jenkins spoke, the weird atmosphere in the room was finally broken. She was breathing heavily, just feeling that she was almost crazy.

　　 looked at the chest of the opposite person again, although the buttons were carelessly not fastened, but there were no tentacles.

"Ok."

　　'S voice was a little weak, but he finally pulled the two banknotes that the opposite person didn't want to let go.

　　 "Today is Sunday...Come to me on Monday after seven days, and I will give you the result."

　　 Seeing that her face was not right, and that she had been looking straight at herself just now, Jenkins looked back, but could only see the wall through the darkness. He turned his head back, but stood up anxiously and looked directly at the back of the sofa, still nothing.

　　 "That's good, then we will see you in seven days."

　　 With inexplicable comments, he nodded, stood up and left the trap door.

　　 went around the black market two more times and purchased some special materials that are not available in the church, and then left cautiously. The next stop was originally the post office. Jenkins wanted to send the letter to Miss Mary. This matter had been delayed for a long time due to various reasons. But when he arrived at the door of the post office, he remembered that the package containing the letter and three books had actually fallen at home.

　　 tried to wrap the chocolate with a small scarf when he went out, and forgot about it when he wrestled with the cat.

　　 "Too many things have happened recently."

　　 He patted his head with a headache, standing on the corner of the street thinking about what he should do again.

　　 It was close to noon, but when I looked up, the spire-like roof of the three-story building behind him was still shrouded in smoke. The first floor made of stone bricks is a shop, but the walls on the second floor look like white marble. On the balcony protruding from the street, there were still a few potted plants.

Across the street from 　　 is an old-fashioned restaurant, but the golden sign and a few carriages parked not far from the door tell pedestrians that the price of this restaurant is not cheap.

　　 There is a post box erected in front of the restaurant, and a rusty iron box is leaning against the wall nearby. The left side of the box seems to have been kicked hard and dented in. Inside is the steam valve in this block.

　　 The man in the black jacket was smoking a cigarette and leaning against the post box. He exhaled a cigarette ring, and pulled the red hat like a rag on his head to cover his eyes, only showing his chin full of scum. This is a dirty man, dark pants and black shoes are covered with mud, even the hand holding a cigarette is covered with calluses, but the occasionally exposed eyes are full of chilling fierceness. , People can't help but suspect that this is a idle gangster.

　　 Jenkins didn't pay attention to this person, but thought about where to go for lunch.

　　 put his left hand into his pocket, and when he took it out again, a gold-colored ring was added to the index finger, which was exactly symmetrical to the iron ring on the index finger of the right hand that could monitor toxins.

　　 "May wealth bless me!"

　　 He muttered softly, rubbed the surface of the golden ring with his left hand, then turned left and walked into the next door of the expensive restaurant.

　　 Although the golden ring only appeared on his finger for less than a minute, the man who leaned on the post box was attracted by the light reflected by the gold.

　　 He grinned at the corner of his mouth, pinched a cigarette and threw it viciously on the ground, then put his hands in his pockets, and pretended to pace into the side alley.

　　 Jenkins, who had had lunch, walked back to the street again, looked around a few times, and planned to go to the bank first.

　　 "Disguise, disguise."

　　 He said to himself, and then walked into the alley beside him holding the cat who wanted to take a nap.

When 　　 came out again, Jenkins, who had become a fat middle-aged man, had an extra leather wallet in his hand. It felt like cowhide.

　　 "I actually want to rob me."

　　 He muttered quietly, took out the fragmentary banknotes that were less than 3 pounds in it and put it in his pocket. The wallet then threw it back and fell onto the comatose man in the alley, hidden by the garbage pile.

　　 "Huh, poor ghost."

　　 He didn't realize that if he wanted to maximize the effect of the ring, it was actually the best choice to wear it on his hand.

　　In this era, the development of the banking industry is still relatively early, and private banks hardly exist. Even in large cities like Nolan City, the native Jenkins original owner has never heard of a well-known private bank.

Nowadays, banks can provide very few services. Most of them are mainly based on deposit and withdrawal and remote transactions. The two most important ones are naturally the bank of the "No Trace Traveler" in November, and the Kingdom of Fedictelli. The official bank.

The foundation of the former is to provide convenient cargo storage and retrieval services for travelers on a long journey, which has evolved into a financial institution; while the latter was proposed and established by Miss Jessica Windsor, a distant relative of the talented queen three years ago. of. She also has a thin royal lineage, but she has to rank ten other than the right to inherit. Jenkins heard from Miss Mihail that this girl is quite powerful. She has taken over the administration of Windsor since she was 12 years old. It is said that the current Duke of Windsor She had already deliberately let her inherit the title instead of those few incompetent sons.

The official bank’s business covers national bonds and other aspects. Although it looks more comprehensive than religious banks, a considerable number of people still talk to banks that like travelers. In addition to higher interest rates, the business of religious banks will not be affected by countries and regions. limits.

Chapter 278 Chapter 274 Bank and Cat

　　 The development of the banking industry is very optimistic, so insightful businessmen and nobles in our country have begun to intervene in this industry. Although it is not perfect, the basic structure of the banking industry has emerged. In addition to the unreliable small loans provided to small farmers and small factories, private banks also provide insurance services for middle-class families. These are functions that religions and national banks do not have. It is said that in the Kingdom of Chessland, large-scale private banks have appeared, but Jenkins in Nolan can only choose [Wandering Without a Trace].

　　 He entered the bank under a disguised identity, and after showing his seal, he easily and successfully changed the information of the bearer account. He obtained this account in response to the letters from Elderron. In the foreseeable future, his communication with that side will continue for a long time, and there may still be financial exchanges among them.

　　 And every time a banknote is carried in the envelope, it is easy to attract the attention of the border inspection when the letter crosses the border. Although the times are backward, the development of financial concepts does not lag behind. Large-scale banknotes will inevitably cause trouble when they cross circulation. Therefore, the best way is to conduct scattered and multiple financial transactions through banks.

　　Think about it carefully. At first, it was just to test whether the address of Luyin Avenue was the residence of the cultists, but now it has been forced to open an account in the bank.

　　 "I seem to have invested a lot of money."

　　 Jenkins was drinking tea, waiting for the staff to finish the account, while calculating his own gains and losses.

"It is true that too much cash has been invested in Eldron, and now I am short of money and can no longer be so lavish. When I go back to write a reply letter tonight, I must think carefully. I remember reading the two letters, I seem to want to I'm asking about investment..."

　　 It is ridiculous to say that the clothes of the female banker who helped Jenkins throughout the whole process seemed a bit inappropriate. The button on her chest was not buttoned properly, revealing a bra with a hollow pattern inside. Jenkins kindly reminded her, but saw the woman's expressions of astonishment.

　　 "Interesting."