Business District, North Yard Township.
On the plateau on the outskirts of the town, an aristocratic castle stands tall. Outside the manor of the castle, there are knights and entourages in armor patrolling from time to time. The armor of these knights and entourages is engraved with a javelin. The representative meaning is the surname of a family - Ryan.
Residents living in Yard Town know that although the Ryan family that manages the taxation of Yard Town now lives in a remote corner, they used to be brilliant. Once, the huge back cover and the gorgeous manor were turned into drifting sea deserts, and have since declined. Now all the territory of the entire family is only this remote town.
The total annual tax revenue is not even as generous as the salary of a knight commander of a great noble family.
As the old patriarch got older, his temper became more and more irritable, and the tax increases every year made the residents of Yard Town miserable.
At this moment, a black carriage slowly drove into the town.
The car door was pushed open, and four figures got out of the car. The leader was a thin but tall young man, holding a handful of roses with an extremely fragrant smell in his hand. Although his clothes were plain and ordinary, his waist was straight and he stood like a gentleman. .
Du Dian looked around and found a hotel to rent. After closing the door, he said to Barton and others: "You live in this small town first. This small town is the territory of the Ryan family. Your task is to help me find out Get all the information about the Ryan family, including finances, population, and the number of knights, in addition, there is information about the children of the leader of the Ryan family, including hobbies, specialties, etc. "
The three of Barton were startled, and Kruen asked, "Dean, what do you want?"
"You will know this in a few days." Du Dian solemnly said to several people: "Try to inquire as much as you can. The most important thing is, don't reveal your identities, and don't do things that are too eye-catching."
The three nodded.
Button asked: "Dean, where are you going?"
"Go to another guest." Du Dian grabbed two steel nails tightly wrapped in cloth from Joseph's hand.
Joseph's face changed slightly, and he said, "Are you going to take revenge on those who framed you?"
"This is not called revenge." Du Dian smiled slightly, "It is a virtue to borrow and repay."
"These five gold coins are your mission resources." Du Dian took out five gold coins and handed them to the three, saying: "When necessary, don't be stingy, and don't rush to act, first get familiar with life in this small town state, go to work, remember, when you encounter trouble, think more!"
The three of them took the gold coin, a little nervous and nervous.
Du Dian said a few words of relief, and then left the small hotel. Although it was difficult and risky to complete such a task with the knowledge of the three of Barton, a good sharp knife needs to be honed to be hammered out.
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Thorn Flower Prison, in the inner castle.
In the bright and beautiful office, Warden Jones held the message from the black crow in his hand, slowly showing a smile on his face, and said to a young man in black armor opposite the tea table in front of him: "This little mouse's Tail showing, in the ghetto."
The young man in black armor had a sword scar on his face, but it didn't affect his handsomeness at all. Hearing this, he smiled lightly and said, "It rained continuously a few days ago, which covered up his smell and disappeared. Now his tail is exposed. He can't run far, didn't Frank and the others bring him back directly?"
Jones shook his head slightly, and said: "This kid has a clever mind. He probably got the news in advance and ran away from the agreed place. Frank and the others didn't find it. However, they captured a former companion of this kid, and they are still under interrogation. From my point of view, it is estimated that there will be no news from the confession, and the kid can escape from here, and it is not easy to catch him."
The young man in black armor smiled lightly: "No matter how cautious he is, his tail is still exposed after all. As long as you know that he is in a poor area, you will definitely not be able to escape. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you can still find him!"
"I trust your nose." Jones said with a smile.
The young man in black armor picked up the caffeine tea in front of him, drank it in one gulp, got up and said, "I'll go first." After speaking, he turned and left without looking back.
Butler Peter watched the black figure disappear outside the door, looked away, and said to Jones: "This kid is a junior hunter of the Mellon Consortium. He has the rare "Dreaded One" magic mark, and he is not inferior to him in terms of scent tracking. The "predator" magic mark of the old man should know the way of anti-tracking. Can he find the other party in the huge slums by himself? "
Jones curled up a smile and said, "Don't underestimate the hunting ability of this vicious dog."
Butler Peter was slightly taken aback, nodded and fell silent.
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In the business district, in the trial house on Ter Street.
This is a branch of one of the courts in the commercial district, handling legal cases in more than a dozen nearby towns and commercial districts. At this moment, the sky was getting dark and the heavy rain was coming. In the middle floor of an office building in the court, several official priests finished reviewing the case in hand, and came to a separate office in another part of the building, knocked on the door, and entered the In the office, he respectfully handed the completed case to the figure in front of the desk.
"Teacher, this is a case of alcoholism in Ball Township."
"This is a rape case in Mick Town."
Several people handed over the cases one after another.
The figure sitting behind the desk was tall and slender, wearing a dark red robe with gold threads, full of luxury and solemnity, he was lowering his head to deal with the case in hand, when he heard the words of several students, he nodded and said: "Put it down, go."
Several students handed the cases to the pile of cases next to the desk one after another. Before leaving, one of the young girl priests said: "Teacher, it's going to rain outside, you should go back and rest earlier."
Hearing this, the stalwart figure was slightly taken aback, and looked up at the window, gloomy thunder roared, which seemed to indicate that heavy rain was coming.
He frowned slightly, nodded and said, "I see, you go first."
The young girl priest glanced at him, said nothing more, turned her head and left.
After they left, the middle-aged man finished writing a summary of the half-finished case in his hand, then put the quill pen back into the pen holder, got up and put the other cases in the drawer, and came to the door to put on his priest and deacon hat, He picked up the tarpaulin umbrella and left the courtroom.
"Hello, Deacon Huo."
"I met Deacon Huo."
Along the way, the trainee priests or trial knights who were still busy in the courtroom bowed their heads respectfully when they saw middle-aged people.
The middle-aged man has long been used to it, and walked out of the gate of the court with a calm expression. At this time, the raindrops had already dripped and stained his clothes. up the steps.
In an instant, the rain began to increase.