Xio had been a bounty hunter for a very long time. There were many things that she didn't need to think about, and she could respond subconsciously.
When she saw that the customer who came in was nearly two meters tall, she instinctively lowered her head and continued eating the pork sausage and french fries as though nothing had happened.
Xio couldn't taste the food when it entered her mouth. She endured it for nearly a minute before she slowly looked up and pretended to casually survey the area.
Soon, she saw the customer who had just entered sitting in front of the bar counter, waiting for his alcohol and lunch.
Soft, slightly curly blond hair, beast-like dark brown eyes, slightly drooping lips, a reclusive and ferocious temperament … Details reflected in Xio's eyes as they gradually overlapped with the image in her mind.
It's him!
It's the suspected murderer!
Williams's murderer!
Xio lowered her head once again and slowly stuffed the rest of the food into her mouth.
A few minutes later, she placed the plate and glass on the bar counter. Then, she looked straight ahead and left the Workers Alliance Tavern without looking back.
As her boots were much higher, she had effectively concealed her most obvious features.
When she was outside, Xio slowed down and found a secluded spot to observe the people entering and exiting the tavern.
After waiting for a while, she finally found a familiar face. It was Burton, a technician who lived in East Borough and worked at the East Balam Dock.
This young man liked to give himself a cup of poor quality rye beer in the afternoon or afternoon. His salary could only afford such beer, and he couldn't drink it every day.
Xio nimbly leaped over, patted Burton on the shoulder, and said in a suppressed voice, "Don't worry.
She suppressed her voice and said, "It's me, Xio."
"Xio?" Burton sized up the short man behind him and nearly failed to recognize him as the famous Arbitrator Xio Derecha from one of the streets in East Borough.
"I have something to ask you." Xio pointed to a corner beside her.
Burton followed her in puzzlement and only came to a realization when he reached a secluded spot.
"Are you doing a bounty mission?"
He had heard that Xio was also a bounty hunter.
"Yeah." Xio nodded perfunctorily and took out five pennies. She tossed them and said, "Do you know that very tall man in the tavern?"
"You mean the one that's this tall, has light blond hair, and is very fierce?" Burton gestured.
"Yes." Xio immediately took out the folded portrait and unfurled it. "You have to confirm it completely."
"That's him. He's been coming to this tavern a lot for the past two or three months. I've never seen him before. He's very fierce and unreasonable. He's very good at fighting. It's best if you don't provoke him." Burton took a few careful glances at the portrait and sincerely advised.
Yes, when I saw that person just now, I felt like I had encountered a ferocious beast when I was young. It was very dangerous and I wasn't his match. I had to immediately avoid him … Xio secretly exhaled and asked,
"Do you know who he is in close contact with?"
"I don't know. He's very unsociable and rarely speaks. No one even knows what his name is. We gave him a nickname, 'Giant.'" Borg curled his lips and shook his head.
Xio thought for a moment and asked,
"Aside from the tavern, where else did you meet him?"
"You can ask your friends the same question. Remember, they must be trustworthy friends."
Burton thought for a moment.
"When I go to the Dock Union to work, yes, at the Dock Union in East Balam Dock, I'll occasionally see him around. Xio, why aren't you a member of the union? You're so fair, and those guys not only charge us 1.5 soli a week, but when the other docks go on strike and we have to support our families, they'll even make us hand over half our salary! "
"Lord, forget it. For a good life, we have to help each other. However, just as they organize a strike, they'll come to an agreement with the lawyers sent by the rich. Our situation hasn't improved at all!"
"Stop, stop." Xio pressed her right palm down. "Apart from that, have you seen that 'Giant' anywhere else?"
"No, my friends probably haven't either. After all, we often discuss him in private," Burton answered in a very certain tone.
Xio didn't say anything else as she handed the five copper pence to him.
"I'll treat you to a drink."
"Don't tell anyone about what I just asked. It'll be very dangerous."
Before she finished her sentence, she had already turned around and walked out of the corner, heading for the Dock Union in East Balam Dock.
About ten minutes later, Xio saw the two-story yellow building.
She wore her canvas coat inside out, revealing the patches inside, instantly transforming herself from a short worker to a tramp.
Looking at the few tramps curled up at the corner of the street, Xio pinched her nose and went over to sit with them. Her gaze swept across the Dock Union from time to time — when there were people coming in and out.
As time ticked by, Xio endured the cold wind and the harsh environment as she persistently observed the situation at the Dock Union and the surrounding area.
She clearly remembered Williams's insistence on drinking, and she also remembered how she felt when she saw the newspaper that day.
This kind of mood made her more patient than usual.
At this moment, seven or eight people came out of the Dock Union. They formed a group and headed for the coffee shop opposite to have lunch.
Xio narrowed her eyes and carefully scanned every passerby to confirm their looks.
There's no one suspicious … Xio prepared to retract her gaze and wait for the next batch.
Creak. The coffee shop's door was pulled open, and the heat inside suddenly rushed out. A man couldn't help but take off his gold-rimmed glasses and wipe away the steam with his sleeve.
Xio took a casual glance, and her gaze suddenly froze.
Those eyes!
The corners of his mouth!
The image that always had a mocking smile on it!
Lanevus? Xio turned her head abruptly, not daring to look again.
The man from before had bronze skin and short, coarse hair. His face was angular, and he looked very different from the portrait. Only his eyes and the corners of his mouth gave her a sense of familiarity.
The feeling that he was mocking everyone!
Is it Lanevus? Could it be Lanevus? Xio buried her head and stared at the stone slabs by the street.
…
At the Sammers' house.
After a sumptuous lunch, the host and guests gathered in the activity room to chat and agreed to play Texas together later.
Some interesting rumors and funny stories echoed intermittently. Klein maintained his smile and interjected from time to time. He also saw the two children of the Sammers come in and out energetically.
Beside him, Jurgen Cooper still had a serious expression as he occasionally provided legal advice for everyone's discussions.
Klein smiled, turned his body slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Do you feel bored?
"Do you feel bored?"
"No, their topics are very interesting." Jurgen nodded seriously.
Klein was stunned and blurted out another question.
"Then why aren't you smiling?"
Jurgen frowned slightly and looked at him in puzzlement.
"Why should I smile?"
"…" The corner of Klein's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to respond.
He was about to make a joke about how the other party resembled his cat, Brody, who was always so serious, but he suddenly heard a series of illusory pleas.
Female … Miss Justice found useful information so quickly based on the clues I provided? Klein stood up and bowed slightly.
"I'm going to the bathroom."
After entering the bathroom, Klein locked the door, took four steps counterclockwise, and went above the gray fog.
His judgment was very accurate. The pleas came from Miss Justice.
Klein suddenly tensed up. Half expectant and half solemn, he emanated his spirituality and listened to her words.
After the customary honorific name, Justice truthfully described:
"They found the clues you provided at the Workers Alliance Tavern at the East Balam Dock in the dock area. The other party's nickname is Giant."
"After tracking the pattern of Giant's appearance, they found someone suspected to be Lanevus at the Dock Union in East Balam Dock, but they couldn't confirm it."
"They don't dare to come into contact with Lanevus for the time being, because Giant is very powerful and dangerous. They can only continue waiting for an opportunity."
"At the same time, they asked if they could inform the police department and collect the bounty after confirming that it's Lanevus."
Lanevus has a very powerful and dangerous helper … Does he have any other helpers? Is there a faction backing him? Why would he kill someone so aggressively? What is he plotting in the Dock Union? A series of questions flashed through Klein's mind, making him feel that the matter was more complicated and shrouded in fog than he had expected.
As for the last request, his answer was undoubtedly yes. He would even suggest that the other party directly inform the Church of the Evernight Goddess, because there was a possibility of a leak from the police department.
Letting the Nighthawks of the Church of the Evernight Goddess kill Lanevus would also be a form of revenge! Klein silently muttered to himself. He had a strong urge to immediately confirm if the person was Lanevus, so as to prevent any variables from occurring if he waited too long.
He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and took off the spirit pendulum on his cuff.
"There's danger in going to the Dock Union to confirm Lanevus's matter."
After closing his eyes and reciting it seven times, Klein opened his eyes and looked at the topaz pendant. He realized that it was motionless and completely still.
The divination failed? Klein immediately frowned.
He changed his statement and the method of divination, but the result was still a failure.
After some careful thought, he found three reasons. First, there was insufficient information to make a divination. Second, there was no Lanevus in the Dock Union, so it was difficult to make a divination. Third, Lanevus was like Ince Zangwill, having an item that could block divination.
An item that can block divination … Did he gain something from the Son of God ritual? A bit of the True Creator's godhood? Klein pondered for a few seconds and decided that no matter what, he had to go to the Dock Union.
There are some things that have to be done even though I know it's dangerous!
Those two ladies can secretly observe without being discovered, so can I … I only need to meet Lanevus once to confirm it with divination … Of course, I can't be rash.
I have to make preparations in advance. For example, I can send the All-Black Eye above the gray fog without bringing it with me to prevent the True Creator's mental corruption from resonating with "His" godhood. For example, I can elevate myself so that the "giant" won't be able to recognize me as the guy who "passed by" last night from my figure. For example, I can find a suitable and sufficient reason that won't arouse suspicion. Yes, I can pretend to be a reporter for an interview. I'll borrow Mike Joseph's fake reporter identification later …
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