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Night~ Nick got out of bed rubbing his temples. He yawned and looked at the time, nine thirty. So he got up and washed it, and then took out a new dress and put it on. Then he looked at the letter with only the time and address. He was a little hesitant, wondering if he should take the two of them there. But after thinking about it, although this timing is a bit strange, it shouldn't be a trap to catch him. Looking back on everything today, I didn't offend her. So Nick decided to go alone to see what was calling him so late. It was ten-twenty after Nick went out. And the address is still some distance from here, he should arrive at the destination ten minutes earlier. Thinking of this, Nick put away his pocket watch, and then walked towards the carriage under the streetlight not far away. After giving the address, the coachman started the carriage and walked towards the city hall. The night view of the city of Saint-Denis is beautiful, especially in the West District. Basically, there is a street lamp at 20 meters, and a police officer stands and patrols at every street corner at 50 meters at night. Although the light is a bit dim, it is enough to see everything on the street clearly. There are not many people in this Eastern District. Except for the drunks and gang members gathered at the entrance of the tavern, ordinary people have already returned home, and those with children at home have been ordered not to go out. The West District is brightly lit, and you can even see many grocery stores and clothing stores that are not going to close. There are many restaurants, and some artists are playing the violin on the side of the road. If Nick was not in the carriage, he would even get out of the carriage and listen to the artist's performance. Some pedestrians and couples are talking and laughing. At the entrance of the tavern in the West District, there are no gang members in groups of three or four, but more idiots who look at each other and plan to continue chatting in depth in another place. And even the alcoholic is in a suit and leather shoes, and he looks polite when talking in his mouth. The contrast between the east and west districts of Saint-Denis is stronger than that of Blackwater Town, and Nick even feels like two worlds. Just as he was thinking, the carriage stopped. "Sir, the place is here." The coachman stopped and turned to Nick and said. "Oh ~ good." Nick came back to his senses, then he paid the fare, and then got out of the car. The address is a high-end apartment on the fifth floor. Nick sorted out his clothes, and then walked towards the door of the apartment. When he reached the gate, he was stopped by the person on duty at the gate. The clerk was a man in his thirties wearing work clothes. He looked Nick up and down and asked, "Who are you? Who are you looking for?" Nick habitually looked at the positions where ordinary people put guns and knives. The clerk had a revolver at his waist, but wasn't used to wearing a dagger on his lower back or calf like Nick was. "I'm looking for Mrs. Diana who lives on the fifth floor." Nick said the lady's name. "Oh~" The clerk's eyes became amused when he heard the name, and he rubbed his chin and began to click his tongue. "She has explained that there will be a man in his thirties who has a very good figure and temperament around eleven o'clock tonight. He is not very good. He is still a little worse than me." ridicule. Nick frowned listening to his nonsense. "Can you let me in now?" Nick asked through the iron gate. "Okay, okay~ No problem." Seeing a trace of impatience flashing across Nick's face, the staff didn't delay, took out the key from the drawer and opened the iron door of the apartment. "Go forward and see that there is a knock on the door of the room. Don't knock on the wrong door, or you will see me." The staff opened the door to let him in and warned him. Nick didn't pay attention to what he said later, and walked directly into the elevator after passing the staff. After reaching the fifth floor, he looked at the room number on the letter and walked to the door. Then he took a deep breath, then reached out and knocked on the door three times. Moyo waited for two minutes, but there was no response, so he knocked three more times. "Wait a moment~" Not long after the knock was finished, there was a crisp voice from inside. Then the cat's eye on the door was covered, and then the door opened. Nick saw again this morning a stout woman in her forties. "Miss, please come in." The woman said hoarsely. The space inside is huge, at least much bigger than it looks from the outside. Nick simply estimated that there are more than 300 square meters. The woman took him to the living room. In the living room, Diana was lying on the sofa enjoying a back massage from a masseur. Seeing Nick coming in, he invited Nick to do it first, and waved to the woman to serve him coffee. Nick just quietly watched the masseur press Diana for more than ten minutes. The woman was in excellent shape, and her face made it impossible to tell her age. Nick thought she was young, perhaps in her twenties. When the masseur stopped, Diana sat up and signaled the masseur to leave. And the stout woman served her an unknown drink. It looks like a drink made of some expensive item. "Sir, aren't you going to introduce yourself?" Diana asked after taking a sip of her drink. "Ma'am, my name is Nick, and I'm a bootlegger. This visit is to reach some business cooperation with your tavern, Ma'am." Nick said the speech he had prepared along the way. "Bootlegger?" Diana didn't care about Nick's address, she looked him up and down. Then he chuckled and said, "It does have the temperament of a desperado." "Nick~ Have you talked about your business with other taverns these days?" Diana asked. "Yes~ I have discussed it with other tavern owners." Nick nodded. "So you've met Bronte?" Diana continued with a smile. "En~" Nick nodded again. Diana chuckled, and then asked, "How are you getting along?" "It's okay~" Nick gave an ambiguous answer. Seeing this, Diana didn't say much. Instead, he asked interestingly, "You said you were a bootlegger. Where's your bootlegger?" An approximate time was agreed upon. So, it’s a pity that I couldn’t bring my products here this time.” Nick said with a serious expression~lightnovelpub.net~Hehe~You don’t have any products, how can I talk to you? Diana said with a smile. "We guarantee that our products are better than any one on the market, and the price is lower." I promise on my honor. "Nick said confidently. "Well~ Do you know what I called you here so late? "Diana asked suddenly. Nick shook his head in confusion. "I want you to help me beat someone up. If I do, you will send me 300 liters of bootleg alcohol every month from now on. If you can't do bootleg alcohol, you won't talk about it." . "Diana said in a flat tone. Nick shook his head firmly after hearing this, "We are not killers or robbers. He knew John's position on the business and where the bottom line was, so Nick spoke firmly. Seeing Nick's firmness, Diana said with a slight change of tone, "I didn't ask you to beat up any good citizen, but a heinous robber." "Bandit~" Nick repeated. Hearing the looseness in Nick's language, she smiled and said, "Yes, this guy even has a bounty on him, and I can even give you the bounty order." "As she spoke, she waved someone to bring over a reward list. "This guy is now in the swamp outside the city. I don't know the exact location. If you catch him and come back, our business will be concluded. If you don't catch him, let's talk about it after we catch him. Well, it's very late at night, and it's time for me to rest. Mr. Nick will go back and find someone with the reward. "After Diana finished speaking, she got up and walked into the room. The little scribbler Nick took a reward point and took a look. He thought it seemed good. Because he came here this time to want the list of other bootleggers, but Frankly speaking, he was afraid that there might be some troubles in the future, but it would be much better if this incident was used as an exchange. Thinking of this, Nick got up and left the luxury apartment.