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night.

The hustle and bustle of the bar was as lively as it used to be, except that with the absence of a waitress, Barkin seemed a little frantic.

Aaron glanced at the counter and called the busy Barkin: "Bring me a glass of lemonade."

"Okay, boss."

Barkin replied, and immediately brought Aaron a glass full of water with a slice of lime on the edge.

Aaron took a sip at random, glanced around his eyes and said, "It's very busy tonight. After all, there are two missing people...How is William?"

The kid volunteered to explore the church last time and almost lost his life! If he hadn't entrusted Karl to save people in advance, maybe he wouldn't have seen the kid. Even so, William was seriously injured after his return, with three broken ribs.

"The boss has your potion. He is almost okay, but I think he is a little sluggish, and he is busy in the wine cellar now."

Barking replied.

"Oh, young people always get hurt in love. This is youth..."

Aaron sighed, his eyes rolled again, and he thought about it: "After Isabette, the bar needs to recruit people again. Go and find two more waitresses."

"Okay, I wanted to make this proposal a long time ago, asking for it?" Barkin asked.

"Are you asking?" Aaron said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, thinking of some of William's hobbies, and said seriously: "Of course it must be young and beautiful, beautiful and charming. At the same time, it is required to have a full body and a particularly prominent hip line. ..."

"I see, boss..."

...

As the night darkened, the door of the bar was suddenly opened, allowing the cold wind from outside to pour in.

Many alcoholics looked up at the door and found a young man coming in.

He wore a dark cloak, covering his chest and back together, and he also wore a hood, much like a sneaky mysterious person.

When he walked in, Aaron could see the silver hair on the man's forehead.

He has thin cheeks, sharp chin, and breathtakingly bright eyes. He looks very handsome.

The young man came directly to the bar, scanned Barking and Aaron, and said, "Who is the boss, please give me a glass of mojito."

This is the code for the bounty hunter to complete the task, and the rules set by Aaron himself after becoming the boss.

Behind the bar, Aaron felt a subtle sense of familiarity, with a smile on his face: "I am the boss, you can tell me what's the matter."

He looked around and decided to trade at the bar, because the young man didn't have any blood stains on his body, and he didn't carry any scary objects such as corpses. It seems that it should be the kind of more ordinary commission, such as the recovery of valuables and pets.

The young man reached into the cloak with his right hand and fumbled out a volume of documents, with a calm voice: "It was the commissioner who investigated the arson case in the manor of Baron Jacques."

"Have you found the truth?" Aaron asked curiously.

This task was issued by him personally, of course in an anonymous form.

During this period of time, many bounty hunters have taken over this task, but they can only make some messy investigation reports.

As for the real culprit of the arson, it has not been found.

Even so, Aaron generously reimbursed those bounty hunters for paper and transportation expenses. In addition, the 100-pound bounty has never been taken away.

"Yes..." the young bounty hunter raised his brows and replied confidently: "The Baron Jacques is not simple. He has a court position, although he is only in charge of the cloakroom of His Majesty the King..."

"As for his social circle, there are kingdom guards to review and supervise, I don't think there is any problem. As for the real culprit of the arson, here is it."

He opened the file and pressed the last report on the table.

Aaron raised his brow lightly, smiled suddenly, counted out the 80-pound note and handed it over: "Young bounty hunter, if you prove that you have successfully completed the task, I am willing to pay for it."

"very good."

The young bounty hunter turned the paper over, and it was...blank!

Aaron forcibly resisted the urge to complain, and suddenly felt that an extraordinary ability was activated.

Since the ‘danger perception’ was not triggered, he smiled and let the opponent move.

‘This is not a change of cognition, but a power of illusion... Is it ‘shadow’? He covered the surface of the paper with a layer of illusion...’

Aaron looked at Barking next to him, and saw that the manager seemed to see the name on the paper and exclaimed: "Green Porter?!"

"Boy, are you here to make trouble?"

Aaron pretended to be angry, peeked under the bar with both hands, and quickly pulled out a double-barreled shotgun.

The black muzzle pointed at the forehead of the young bounty hunter.

"Haha...I just want to perform a show, don't have to be so nervous."

The bounty hunter pulled the cloak with his right hand and threw it into the air.

His attire has changed dramatically-a shiny silver-white suit, a white top hat, a pure white cloak behind him, and a red rose on his chest.

A gold-rimmed monocle frame is placed on his left eye, making him look even more of a scroll. With a slightly pointed chin, bright big eyes, and handsome face, it looks very unique and aura. : "Re-introduction, I am Copper Phil!"

"The famous magician Copper Phil?"

Aaron didn't relax at all while holding the shotgun, and pointed straight at Copperfield's head: "Why come to my bar and make trouble?"

"Boss, your bar's reputation in the mysterious world is getting bigger and bigger. It's a good stage..." Copper Phil took a sip of the drink on the bar indifferently, with a playful smile on his mouth. : "I'm just a magician to perform magic tricks. Hmm... For example, your shotgun, maybe it's not bullets, but fireworks?".

"You can try!"

Aaron pulled the trigger directly.

boom!

With a shot of ~lightnovelpub.net~ countless white, red, green, blue, and colorful gift ribbons were ejected from the shotgun. It seemed that this was not a sharp weapon for killing people, but a gift gun for festivals.

Even after the fireworks, a small chess piece was played out, and the rolled up chess surface drooped, revealing the Invis text-‘Happy New Year’!

This is a bunting to celebrate the New Year, and I don’t know where Kobo Phil got it.

"Everyone, happy new year... well, the new year is over..."

Cooper Phil, who was telling a sneer, took off the tall white hat with his gloved palm, flicked the silver cloak, holding the ruby-encrusted cane in his hand, bowed and saluted as if an actor had left the stage: "goodbye!"

boom!

Another gunshot sounded, it was ‘lunatic’ Karl!

But the bullet could only pass through a cloud of smoke in vain, and the magician in it had long since disappeared.