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Chapter 58 The Whistleblower

"Are you sure their gathering point in the sewer of the 'Dross Department Store'?"

"Below the central street of that Jazz District..."

Scarcey had a serious expression and a very serious tone. She asked the 'reporter' in front of her. Of course, the other party was also a familiar friend and a trustworthy object - Surman Arthurdore.

"I can basically be sure that there is a group of extraordinary people hidden in that place!"

Surman did not hesitate, as if he was a righteous and enthusiastic crowd. Finally, he recalled: "At that time, after we parted, we walked along the forks of the sewer, and I tried to distinguish the traces on the ground, hoping to pursue the escapees of the Life Society."

"As a result, under the vague traces, I unknowingly came to the sewer basin of the Jazz District."

"In that area, I found a deep-hidden alley. They seemed to be abandoned branches and were not put into actual use. They were dry and suitable for hiding... However, I found traces of hidden whistles outside the alley, so I didn't dare to break in."

"I can only be sure that the strength of that secret whistle is not low. If my profession was not suitable for the shadow environment, he would have almost been discovered..." When Surman said 'almost', his face was very appropriate, expressing some fear.

After listening to the narrative, Scarcey nodded affirmatively: "You did a good job and could not disturb them without action. According to your narrative, the joint team of the ancient nobles has been sent. I believe that it will be a result in no time!"

"No matter who it is, they dare to attack the ancient nobles in Gangdian City... They must pay the price!"

Surman agreed very much, but he still reminded-

"I can't be sure that those people attacked the Hope Hall's Life Prayer Association. After all, the sewer environment is very dark and the traces are full of blur. I'm not sure whether the direction I'm looking for must be correct..."

"The possibility of them leaving traces of mistakes and deliberately misleading us."

Surman's tone was sincere and he did not forget to leave a way out for himself.

However, Scarcey did not doubt him at all. Even when she finished listening to the narrative, she immediately comforted: "This matter itself has nothing to do with you, but you are willing to lend a helping hand, which is a friendship worth remembering.

Trust me, the ancient nobles are not cold-blooded animals, we will remember your help,

Besides, you have tried your best, and we have not blamed you for your position... On the contrary, I have to say thank you."

Finally, Scarcey did not forget to add: "What's more, even if that group of people were not members of the Life Prayer Association, they set up the meeting place in the sewer, and obviously had bad intentions. We cleared out the other party's people... it was not considered killing the wrong person!"

You guessed it very accurately...Surman silently complained in his heart. Of course, he would not say this. He finally picked himself out and would never think about the idea of ​​going to this muddy water again.

In fact, Surman did give a real address, which was one of the three gathering points ordered by the leader from the dream of the deceased, and in his opinion, the most likely gathering point.

If it weren't for the concern that the explanation would reveal his own problems, Surman wanted to report all three addresses to the ancient nobles.

But he did not have a suitable excuse, so he could only weigh the pros and cons, and chose the address that was most likely in his experience. Of course, I believe that with the prudence of the ancient nobles, they would set up ambush nearby and wait for the rabbits to wait quietly.

No matter what, Surman also shared the information he received with them to the greatest extent.

I hope the ancient nobles can eliminate the roots... Surman thought silently, in this way, his oil paintings will be safe.

Even the Snow Sacrifice Church attached so much importance to that special oil painting, so a team of investigators was specially sent. In response, since Surman obtained the oil painting, from an objective perspective, this thing belonged to him, not the Snow Sacrifice Church.

What's more, the goods at the Northern Auction were stolen before they were officially launched and were stolen by Roy, a member of the Life Association. The Snow Sacrifice Church did not really pay. It is reasonable and this thing has nothing to do with the other party.

However, the ancient aristocrats... Surman was a little inappropriate, but he also shared the information he had explored with the other party to the greatest extent. In addition, his assistance in the auction, to a certain extent, he also repaid favors.

Finally, he also killed an important member of the Life Prayer Association, a second-level strong man, who made a lot of personal efforts and avenged some of his blood revenge. Therefore, Surman didn't think that there was any big problem with taking the oil painting.

Of course, in order to avoid trouble, Surman did not bring the oil painting with him.

He doesn't have the space ring in fantasy novels, nor is he a secret master.

Such a large painting is carried on his body, unless he expects that everyone present is blind and cannot see the oil painting on his body... Obviously, that is unrealistic, so he hid the oil painting in the dark grid of the wall, but it is in the Huangdian District, following the principle of "dark under the lamp".

In addition, he revealed the gathering point of the Prayering Society. The focus of the ancient nobles' next actions must be in the Jazz District, and they are preparing to catch the net and catch all the other party, not to mention the "safeest" imperial area...

As long as the storm subsides, I can come back to pick up the painting...Surman thought silently.

After some arrangements, the Moslian family had completed the processing, and their staff had gathered with two major families and had set out into the sewer. In addition, the teams that had previously searched had returned (including Scarthy), but they had no gains. In contrast, the information provided by Surman seemed extremely precious, and also made the nobles who originally despised the bounty hunter pay attention to him.

Surman Arthurdore... Many people secretly remember this name in their hearts.

"Mr. Surman, thank you very much for your help today. Let us handle the next thing..." Scarcey stepped forward to thank him. At the same time, she tried to keep him: "It's getting late. After so many things, Mr. Surman must be tired. If you don't mind, we have arranged a high-end room for you. It's better to stay in Moslian's mansion..."

"No, I want to go home and have a sleep."

Surman politely refused. He dealt with the traces on his body, but time was in a hurry and he was relatively hasty. There must be some details, such as wounds, blood stains on his underwear, and these things were not handled completely.

If he stayed in Moslian, the traces on these clothes would prove that he was involved in the battle. Although he could make excuses, he would eventually make others feel a little suspicious. Instead of doing so, it would be better not to stay there and not let the other party discover this.

For this reason, Surman also found a reason-

"After all, there are still people waiting for me at home..."

Scarce was stunned when she heard this. She knew that the other party had a sister and the one she mentioned in the family must refer to that girl.

"Indeed, she shouldn't be worried." Scarcey nodded slightly, turned around and ordered someone, and sent a carriage to see him off. However, when Surman stepped on the carriage and left, Scarcey looked at the carriage's departure back.

She couldn't help but look a little strange, even stranger.

“Catty…”

"It seems like you're having a little harder."

................

Dada, Surman sat in the car, listening to the sound of horse hooves coming from outside the car.

A hanging heart finally landed again.

it's over.......

Surman breathed a sigh of relief and did not rush to open the task. After all, it is best to wait for the ancient nobles to take action before submitting the rewards, so that the conversion will be completed more.

In addition to the mission, he had another thing to deal with. The next moment, Surman's thoughts moved and the character panel popped up.

I saw that the experience slot at the bottom had been stacked several layers. You know, he killed Roy in the sewer, but he exceeded one level and had a very rich experience reward. Just one person would give him 6,000 experience points!

Taking into account the previous accumulation, at this moment, Surman's experience value has exceeded 10,000 points!

These experiences are enough for him to increase his strength.

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