The Righteous Player(s)

Chapter 245: Why don't you play your cards according to the routine?

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Si Anke quickly noticed that the dentist named "Gerald" seemed to have left in a hurry.

Because he didn't take many things.

But it's not like being hunted down...

Because Si Anke found a lot of money in the drawer.

If you are fleeing for your life, you don't need to bring anything else, but you must bring money.

Not only to open the way, but also to buy lives.

And Si An engraved in his drawer, found a total of more than 20 banknotes, a dozen silver coins and a small half bag of copper plates. Because he had just come to this world, Si Anke didn't know exactly how much the purchasing power of the money was... But according to his experience, dentists must be very rich.

—Because toothaches are really terrible.

The copper plates and silver coins were somewhat difficult to carry and made noises, so I temporarily put them back in their original places and only carried the banknotes close to my body.

Si Anke also found a decent set of clothes - he even took a bath in the dental clinic with boiling water, combed his hair neatly, and then changed into this thick and warm delicate clothing.

After that, Four Dark Moments found some things that could be used.

His "skillful hand" skill seems to be activated all the time.

Some items that can form a trap sometimes suddenly emit a dim white light, and when they are close to other items that form a trap, the white light will become clearer; if the trap can be successfully formed, the white light will turn into blue light as a hint.

But this white light will also disturb Si Anke's thinking... because there are some "traps" that cannot be moved.

For example, the bathtub emits a bright white light. Si Anke had been thinking for a long time before realizing that what could have an effect on the bathtub was a bottle of brown-yellow ointment in the medicine cabinet.

It seemed to be an ointment for paralysis.

"... I understand, you are a fighter."

Four dark moments suddenly.

Yes, he has also played the game of Fighter... and he is quite good at it.

After realizing the true usage of the Skillful Hand skill, Si Anke immediately began to collect other things in the dental clinic.

For example, the bottle of ointment... For example, the soft iron sheet that can be bent into a lockpicking tool, for example, the sharp knife used to cut the gums. In addition, there are other odd props such as hemp rope and thin thread.

Si Anke also found a painting.

It was wrapped in oilcloth, rolled up in a very thick black cloth, and hidden in the dark compartment under the bed, it seemed to be very valuable. Si Anke put it back in place and recorded its location.

After everything was ready, Si Anmo walked to the window and opened the curtain a small crack.

There is only one street between No. 13 and No. 23 Rust Water Street.

The back of number 13 is facing the front of number 23.

During the mission, I seemed to be beaten up by the group of people at No. 23 Rust Water Street—in order to prevent myself from being discovered and hunted down by people who came out of it before I got close. Si Anke decided to go to a room on a high place where No. 23 Rust Water Street could be seen, and first observe the surrounding road conditions and step on it.

He stood behind the curtain and watched silently for nearly ten minutes, making sure that there seemed to be no one in No. 23.

Only then did he leave Gerald's Dental Clinic, resume stealth and go downstairs. And cancel the stealth in the corner of no one.

He calmly walked to the alley near No. 23.

In the moment of darkness, he crouched and waited for himself to finish stealth.

I saw his body gradually disappearing... After he finished sneaking again, he maintained his sneaking posture, using the hemp rope he picked up in the dental clinic and the simple weapon he got after tearing down the iron gate of the dental clinic The iron bars formed a grapple, which was thrown up precisely and hung on the balcony on the second floor.

Then Si Anmo walked in from the balcony without a sound.

Fortunately, there was no one inside.

Si Anke carefully observed the quantity of daily necessities, and confirmed that there should be three people living here. From the cabinet on the second floor, he found a relatively delicate dagger without a collar, a short sword with a blade about the length of his forearm and the thickness of two fingers, and six small bottles of dark green liquid—it was poison at a glance.

Each bottle is only the size of essential balm, which fits just right on the side of your belt. The short sword can be hung on the other side.

This should be his weapon.

After Si Anke entered, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there is no one here.

It seems that even if you touch it directly, you shouldn't be caught... But it's okay to be cautious.

After a little thought, he took out the paralysis ointment and applied it to the dagger. And put one of the bottles of poison in the kettle.

Then he set up a simple mechanism - if he hides behind the curtain and pulls the rope, a sound will be made under the curtain on the other side of the room.

It is the first time to arrange this kind of mechanism, even under the guidance of skillful hands, it seems a little difficult.

After Si Anke finished setting up the first mechanism, he heard the sound of conversation coming from the door.

Si Anke's face tightened immediately, he crouched down and entered the stealth state urgently.

"Why don't we hurry up?"

A middle-aged man's worried voice came from the door.

Then the key was turned and the door opened.

A skinny old man who looked about fifty or sixty years old walked in. And following behind him was another strong man who looked only in his thirties and was in his prime.

Two people!

Si Anmo was a little nervous, feeling his heart beating more and more intensely... It was like the feeling when he cheated in the exam room for the first time.

His palms were sweating non-stop, and he didn't even dare to breathe hard.

Fortunately, the stealth skill is quite useful. When Si Anke crouched still, the two people did not notice him.

The younger man retorted: "Let's go? Where can we go? If we go to other places, don't we have to fight for territory with a knife?"

"At least stay away from those false god believers who are unclear."

The old man muttered, obviously just casually said: "Stay here, maybe you will be killed at some point."

"Ha, that's true."

The strong man sneered and cursed in a low voice.

He thumped the bed and muttered in a low voice: "This new lord, he even dared to kill the viscount, what else can't he do?"

"If someone kills the Viscount, it's an infighting among the nobles; but if we dare to attack him, it will be a serious matter."

The old man chuckled, and said in a cold voice: "The kid dared to kill the viscount directly, so he just found an excuse to say that some rotten cultists did it... Don't we know if the rotten cultists will kill him

"This little lord is so decisive in doing things. He is definitely not a temperament to be provoked. He is so hot. What did the eunuch who came here before say, the third young master of the Crow family is a weak waste... I wondered, maybe he was with The lord has a grudge, and he wants us to help him test it out."

"Fortunately, big brother is smart, he just collected the money and didn't do anything," the young man said slowly with some gratitude, "otherwise, if the lord is angered, we won't even be able to run away."

"I mentioned this to Bob."

The old man said, poured himself a glass of water, and muttered, "How about we sell the information to that little lord at a price. From now on, he will manage his Qingshui Street, and we will take care of our Rusty Water Street... two Not next to each other, how good you say. Anyway, this is the poor... people... "

As he was talking, his voice suddenly became extremely hoarse, and his movements froze in place.

The old man's mouth squirmed twice, stretched out his hand to hold his throat, and spat it out forcefully.

But he just vomited a couple of mouthfuls, then suddenly fell forward weakly in his own vomit, his face was purple, panting hard, and he seemed to be out of breath.

The younger man suddenly became tense.

He didn't care about the old man's state at all, but vigilantly let go of his attempt to pick up the water glass, and drew out the scimitar from his waist instead.

"Toxic? Has anyone been here?"

He whispered and looked around: "Is there a stalker?"

While maintaining vigilance, the man walked to the middle of the room, trying to turn on the light in the middle of the room.

At this moment, he heard a very slight sound coming from under the curtain - if he hadn't kept quiet, he might not have heard it.

He knew that voice all too well—

That was the sound made when multiple silver coins collided with each other in the pocket.

He raised his head suddenly, squinted his eyes and looked at the curtains.

He stared at it for a while, but gave up.

The man turned around and slowly stepped back towards the door, looking in the direction upstairs.

But the moment he passed by the curtain, he suddenly became violent, turned around and slashed at the curtain with a roar!

The sound of tearing silk came—

Under the curtain, there was only a money bag hanging on a rope!

And it was his own purse!

The man's pupils shrank suddenly.

He realized something, but it was too late.

He felt a chill in his lower back, and the extremely precise blow avoided the most powerful position of bones and muscles, and pierced his kidney.

A burst of heat came along with severe pain, followed by a strong sense of numbness flowing through the body, covering the pain behind him.

His legs immediately became numb, just like the feeling after squatting for a long time, the numb and cold feeling made him unable to help but cry out.

"—Don't kill me!! Friends!!"

The young bandit immediately threw the scimitar on the ground without hesitation, raised his hands and shouted angrily: "I surrender!!"

The loud sound shocked Si Anji, who had just completed a backstab and was about to strangle the man unconscious, for a moment.

He was momentarily at a loss.

... how can you surrender

Are you not following the routine