Chapter 3 Ghosts

"I will take the liberty, but the news of the Temple of the Sun... If the news is true," a gray-colored middle-aged aristocrat's right hand trembled slightly. He pressed his left chest and bowed deeply:

"Please let me go in person and do this for you."

"Your message is really well-informed, old friend," next to the fire of the raging, a strong figure lowered the right hand on the chin and said with a deep voice: "Just return: no final confirmation, but in the temple of the setting sun The lamp really lit up and it looked very close."

"I have sent Jodel, who is more suitable for secret operations than Edda."

The gray-haired aristocrats glimpsed.

"Jordan?"

“Yes,” said the sturdy figure:

"You know how much this news is - important, Li Xiya, she even blocked the inner world in the name of the gods for the first time, so I can't risk the unnecessary exposure. Only when the final confirmation is made, I will secretly send you. go with."

"Of course, of course," the gray-haired middle-aged aristocrats are hard to conceal, "If at that time, I would be happy to help you."

"Hey," the strong figure sighed. "I should have been more excited than you."

"But I don't know why, but I am so calm."

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Rick didn't know how he walked back to the Brotherhood headquarters.

The coldness behind the neck has been there.

But when he saw the Black Street headquarters of the Brotherhood, he saw two elite beaters playing with a knife in the doorway, and saw the Minggang whistle outside the shadow of the house...

When he walked into the big house, he saw the back of the iron table and looked at the accounts of Morris boss...

But he saw the contemptuous look of Belicia, who was leaning against the pillars—probably the proposal to increase the funding for the pavilion tonight in Belizea was rejected...

Rick’s heart was a sigh of relief.

At that moment, even the killer Ley York, who had been against him, seemed to be amiable under the candlelight of the dining table.

Unconsciously, the coolness behind his neck disappeared, just like never before.

Lianke himself doubted whether he was too nervous.

When he talked to the Morris boss who specializes in the business of the population, when he suspected that someone was tracking himself, Lay York smiled and squirted a ale, directly smashed the candlestick on the table. Belicia yawned and made himself a big man. The chest was tight and the look towards him was even more contemptuous.

And Morris boss, when he saw him with a cold sweat, he looked strange, patted Rick’s shoulder, so that he should not be too “worked” in the near future, and watched some dramas of the Temple of the Night, waiting for the doctor’s business trip to Ramon. Come back and let him open a soothing prescription.

Hell!

Rick knows that even if he has the power, others can hardly believe it.

Not to mention a one from the hustle to the black street, followed by a full kilometer, invisible, unintelligible but actionless metamorphosis - but Rick subconsciously believes that the existence of that guy is true!

But when he returned to his room, lie down and think back to the various details of the tracking that happened tonight, even the reckless Rick couldn’t help but have some doubts. Is it really too nervous?

Rick calmed down again and tried the ability again. Everything was normal, and the neck on the velvet pillow was very comfortable.

Ok, maybe it’s my heart.

But the next moment, the thrilling coolness came again!

I am grass!

I can't sleep!

Rick jerked up from the bed.

He pulled out a box at the bottom of the bed and pulled out a Siegel 6-type magic gun that had two handles to be dragged. He was nervously attached to the solid wall and slowly stepped on the steps. Walk out of the hallway and listen carefully.

The corridor is full of eternal lights burning with eternal oil, and it shines brightly, but there is still no one. In the distance, a guardian sentinel brother came back to the toilet and seemed to be scratching his itch. He pulled the black and red leather armor and walked past Rick.

In the room at the end of the corridor, according to the usual practice, Lay York and Belicia screamed and snorted.

"Mom, shameless dogs and men," Rick screamed loudly:

"It's best to use too much force and break it directly!"

The sentinel brothers who had just passed turned around very much and nodded to Rick.

The two of them looked at each other and felt a sense of confidant.

Then, Rick saw that the other side was painfully scratching the armor of the crotch, while the other side looked at him who was struggling to hold the magic gun against the wall.

Both of them turned their heads awkwardly, returned to their posts, and returned to their homes.

Rick touched his back neck.

Damn, it must be that this **** abilities have failed.

Besides, if the other party touches the fraternity headquarters of the master like Yun, and has not been discovered by one person, then it is sure to use the magic gun.

Even Morris boss is not awkward.

sleep.

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Taylor's back injury looks bad, but it doesn't seem to be serious, because on the third day, he can stand up and walk.

Maybe... the life-threatening people are hard-pressed, and Tyres lined up and sighed.

He looked around the broken house and the broken wall, took the black bread and wild vegetables handed by the hitter Pearson, and bit into his mouth.

This **** place.

"Beside you are the sharp branch, you must have secretly cut my hand!"

"Not me! My hand was cut last night, and there is no way to 'work'!"

"We have all the hands of the whole house being cut! It must be the eighth house! They are licking our harvest yesterday!"

"It turned out to be them! The people in our fourteenth house were also cut at night! They didn't want us to go to the streets to 'touch the sheep'!"

Tyres yawned and lazily listened to the shackles of several other houses, from quarreling to fighting, and the beggars next to them were still squatting until the thugs came to stop.

He sighed and swallowed the last unpalatable breakfast, clapping his hands and calling the children in the sixth house.

start work.

On the same day, the sixth house’s begging was relatively smooth. For more business, they came directly to the Xichengmen’s place near the checkpoint—the last week seems to be the celebration of the **** of the setting sun, but I heard that the gods descended and the temple of the sunset was blocked. The inner altar caused many believers who had come from afar to return home from the West Gate. They climbed the wall and prayed at the setting sun to make up for the regret that they could not pray to the goddess of the sun in the first temple of the world.

Before the guards turned their glare into shots, Taylors succeeded in getting a black-wood carved statue of the moon from an obese fruit and vegetable vendor with the help of Ryan and Corlia.

The vendor was too concerned about the wallet in his arms ("away from the distance, the dog scorpions!"), so when Ryan and Collea, with him for a beggar, Thales reached out to him Package.

The belief in Haoyue is not common in the Star Kingdom, let alone the Yongxing City where the first temple of the setting sun is located. This makes this Moon Goddess more special. Of course, this kind of stolen goods can't see the light, only in the Brotherhood. The channels are sold, the brethren's veterans know that they are just swearing and stealing children, and they will die at a lower price. If they are worthy, they will even grab it. It is not bad to switch to five copper.

But mosquitoes are small and meat.

When Thales and everyone returned to the hustle and bustle, they encountered Rick, who had been patrolling as usual, but the latter did not have the usual harmony and indifference. Instead, the hurriedly slammed a few words and disappeared into sight.

"Is Mr. Rick in trouble?"

The hungry Corlia asked with a bite.

They walked far and came back late. Fortunately, Taylors had a good relationship with the hitter Pearson who was responsible for delivering the meal. He often bribed a small gift, and the latter promised to give them a meal.

"Maybe Quaid, that guy is the most troublesome." Kelly said, his stomach is also called.

Hearing this name, Ned and Ryan Qiqi shuddered.

"Kids, there is no meal tonight." When the six children entered the empty kitchen, the Pearson, who was responsible for the meal, waved.

"Don't look at me, I can't do anything about it," Pearson just shook his head in disregard of the six children's anger but a little lack of confidence. "Rick gave the order, rest early tonight, and rest time. Earlier."

Tyres frowned, touched the empty belly, and began to think about whether to sneak into the beater's duty room to find food at night.

But he sighed and sighed at the other five people who had swallowed his eyes and waited for the moon.

In the end, Taylors said that he said that he had to exchange from Pearson for the purpose of cutting off Hu, leaving four half-black bread and half bowl of black pineapple for his two hounds.

"Recently Rick and Quaid are a little nervous."

When the other five children were eating, Pearson revealed a message to Tells before leaving.

"Quad's temper is getting worse and worse, and he is dying all day and night - but he is like this - but Rick has become very strange, especially since the beginning of these two days, listening to the headquarters. People say……"

Having said that, Pearson looked around and whispered in front of Teres:

"He was entangled in a ghost."

ghost?

Tells looked at Pearson, who was far away, and took a bite of a brown bread that was usually unpalatable, but when he was hungry, he would become extraordinarily delicious, thinking silently.

I don’t know what happened to Rick before I hit the ghost.

But what about Quaid’s temper becoming worse and worse...

Tyres swallowed a loaf of bread.

It seems that I have to keep a low profile recently.

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Rick was nervous again.

Two days ago, he thought his abilities had gone wrong.

But until this morning, he prepared materials for the next batch of nephews, and when he opened the roster, he really confirmed:

There is nothing wrong with your abilities.

Rick is a very ambitious person, and he believes that to achieve his ambitions, he must start with small things: for example, he never writes his itinerary and planning on paper, for example, in drawers, cages and important documents, he will Put a few hairs in the inconspicuous place to prevent being stolen and peeked, such as never hiding money in one place.

He has always been proud of his own prudence and believes that one day he will receive the reward he deserves for such caution.

For example now.

Rick opened the roster of the nephew.

On the roster, the hair on each page is in the same position.

This should be a good thing, meaning that the roster has not been flipped.

But Rick is the son of the scribe scribe.

His father taught him: If you have the heart, every good thief can easily avoid this kind of "hair clip" secret law, and God unconsciously flips through the desired documents.

So Rick got a more cautious approach from his father.

In the case where the hair is clipped in the book page, the fastest way to flip through the documents is to hold the hair in place. When turning the page, hold the form of the upper and lower pages with your hand and continue. Clip the hair in place.

How to crack this method?

Like the nobility, sealing directly with lacquer is of course the fastest and safest.

But Rick has a light-dry gel made of his father's special, green porpoise oil.

This is a gel for the poor living in the river. The characteristics of the dry gel (the disadvantage?) is that the adhesion is not strong. As long as it is not too heavy, after the book is printed, even if the book is closed, it is coated. The glue will not stick to the place, and it must be applied to the sides of the glue for a short period of time.

When Rick opened the roster, he found that his hair was still in place, except for one point.

These hairs are tightly glued to the pages of the book.

Without external force, his inferior gel can't do this.

Someone has seen his nephew list, and he also found his "anti-theft hair", which is a page that is turned over by these hairs.

Rick’s heart was cold.

The other party is absolutely familiar with the four hairs that are different but inconspicuous on the pages of the book, leaving them in place without any deviation.

Fortunately, I have the secret of my father to discover.

Ten days ago, because I saw the begging code played by Taylors, I looked at the roster in order to find the house where the boy Teres was.

Everything was normal at that time.

But as of today, in the middle of the ten days, someone has come to his room and looked at the roar of the nephew?

Rick's scalp is cool.

He suddenly realized that this is not the most important thing.

So Rick rolled the floor and opened the drawer.

He pulled out the most important population transaction book and his own secret deposit book at Wangjia Bank.

Both the books and the deposit books are safe, there are no traces of being flipped, and the hair in the pages is naturally falling.

Rick breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the things in these secrets have not been - and so on.

If you are a master, how can you miss the secret?

Rick twitched out the entire dark space, disassembled, and touched the hand to the dark place where the hair should have been sandwiched.

Then he stumbled into the chair.

hair.

They are being glued to the seams of the dark grid by the unique light-drying gel that is unique to his Rick family and that is not effective without the force.

When Rick lost his soul and walked into the restaurant, and turned a blind eye to the ruthless Ley York and Belicia, it was a slap in the face of Ley York, who had been ignorant.

"Accountant, I heard that you recently hit a ghost?"

Rick ignored him, but continued to sit down in silence.

He slammed the bottle of ink used in the calculations on the table as a sauce and poured it on his steak.

"Don't ignore him," Belicia sat in the arms of Ley York with a smile in his mouth, glanced at the killer with a sensation, and put a glass of red wine into his mouth. "I still come to my room tonight?"

"When, of course, of course," Lay York waited until he swallowed the red wine, and hurriedly replied, "I know today that the boss had evacuated the checkpoints a week ago, so we may wish tonight... ... crazy."

"Oh, you are really bad..."

I evacuated the checkpoints to the house a week ago...

"When!" Rick’s ink bottle fell to the table, and the ink spread over the table and went to the other side of the pair.

He looked up pale and looked at Ley York and Belicia, who were unhappy.

"A week ago? A week ago, there was no checkpoint guard in the big house of the headquarters?"

"Crap," Ley York licked the ink that had been smeared on his body, and threw a loaf of bread and hit it on Rick's face:

"Recently, I helped the blood bottle to help the big action. The boss said that it should be kept secret. The fewer people, the better, so the check cards have been evacuated outside the house - but you don't have to worry, you don't have a ghost that is inseparable to protect you. ”

"Then, in the corridor," Rick didn't realize, his voice at the moment seemed to tremble. "In the hallway, there are no checkpoints in the corridor?"

But Ley York and Baileysia had already left him behind him, and they kissed each other.

Rick took a deep breath.

The day before yesterday, the abandoned house was inexplicably tracked. The checkpoint brothers that should not have existed in the corridor of the headquarters that night, the roster of the nephew that had been carefully read in the room.

Very good, everything is connected.

Now, Nar Rick, he said to the nervous trembling himself:

You are eyeing.

The opponent can be very powerful.

Powerful to the black-street headquarters in the sentry sentiment to the free, powerful to even the terrible killer of Lay York are not aware, Morris boss such experienced experienced soldiers are ignorant.

Only when I was lucky, I took the blessing of my father and found this.

He may be behind me.

I must save myself and save myself!

I want to find his purpose!

Rick’s brain is running wildly.

In the past two days, the other party should have turned their room to the bottom, but only carefully read the roster of the nephew.

For the more important books, they are abandoned.

Rick’s thoughts: What the other person is looking for, in the roar of children!

By the way, I was stared at the waste house, where it happened to be the residence of the nephews!

He is looking for someone!

However, Rick had a headache and thought that there were dozens of nephews in his hands!

Next month, Beth will send another batch there. These are children of unknown origin or no troubles (important and valuable children, such as descendants of certain powers, children of some wealthy businessmen, have long redeemed The killing of the killing), what the other party wants, which one is it?

Such a brilliant skill, such a terrible strength, why not ask for the Brotherhood in a bright future?

We are giving you directly!

I would rather cooperate with him in a project, even if I pull all the more than one hundred children out, stripping the body, and even killing the anatomy, it’s better than being so fearful, and being hung by a “ghost”. !

and many more.

I seem to think of the key.

Why is he not asking for the Brotherhood in a bright future?

Rick blinked.

Of course, this thing can't be known by anyone, even the Black Street Brotherhood!

Is it a competitor of the Brotherhood?

No, if the blood bottle has such strength, the Black Street Brotherhood has long been turned over and destroyed dozens of times.

That is to say, the other party may not have to use formal channels, or disdain to deal with the Black Street Brothers in the city!

Such a terrible figure, of course, will not be as low as dealing with gangsters from slums.

Why is he interested in these orphans who have been around for many years?

Looking for missing children, can you report directly to the police hall?

Moreover, the characters and forces at this level, the warning hall did not dare to neglect, facing the official, even the seemingly arrogant fraternity can only bow.

and many more!

Rick’s brain brightened and he felt that he had caught the point.

High-powered, come and go, secretly act, interested in the origin of a child, not willing to deal with the Black Street Brotherhood.

Strength is to be piled up with money and resources. The secret is that the publicity of this matter will be unfavorable to him. He does not deal with the Brotherhood because his level is too high.

As for the children who are collected from different channels, the brothers are interested in different sources...

and many more.

Behind him must be the high-ranking person who has the power and wealth, but he avoids any eyes and ears from the Brotherhood to the police hall and secretly searches for an important child, the child?

I am grass!

Rick patted the thigh and smashed a string in his brain.

He is involved in some big family - the struggle for inheritance!

Rick stared at the side of the opposite side, and had begun to move his hands to Ley York and Belicia.

However, his thoughts have long since left the pair of men and women.

Perhaps the 15 million people in the entire Star Kingdom don't know. One day, a secret truth that is enough to shake the kingdom up and down and sway the East and West, has been so close to an unremarkable gangster.

(End of this chapter)