Mag recounted what happened last night with a lot of exaggeration. The intensity was no less than Tsune Takeshi beating up Lai Fu.
In the end, he had to make an excuse that he had to go to the yamen to give a statement, and only then was he able to extricate himself from the onlookers.
There were customers from the Ministry of Law who had been drinking at Saipan Tavern these past few days, so they recognized Meg.
On top of that, he was Duke Abraham, so they didn't make things difficult for him. Instead, they allowed him to give a statement, and even commended him.
"Boss Hades, if you have any news about this case today, please contact us immediately." The staff walked Mag to the door, and reminded him, "Also, you have to take care of your safety."
"Alright, thank you." Mag nodded, and then left right away.
The thug was still being held captive on the roof of his building, and he had obtained some information about the black market from him the night before.
After passing five streets, he turned into an alley, and when he emerged from another alley, Meg had already changed his disguise. He was a chubby man with sideburns all over his face.
His disguise was quite particular. His nickname was Kabas, and he was a vicious character in the black market. It was a pity that he was a stutterer, and didn't speak much.
Before going to the black market, Meg went to two intelligence agencies and bought some information about the black market.
The black market was a secret organization in the underground world of Rodu.
People engaged in shady transactions here. Slaves, lives, elves … As long as you had the money, the black market could satisfy all of your needs.
Not only was this black market renowned in Rodu, but it was also renowned throughout the entire Norland Continent.
It was said that the black market had a secret relationship with the royal family of the Roth Empire, and that was why it had been entrenched in the underground world of Rodu for so many years.
This massive underground organization didn't have a massive headquarters. Instead, it had many scattered strongholds scattered all over Rodu.
Those who held the black market badge would be allowed to enter the strongholds, and they would be able to entrust missions to the black market or accept missions from others.
In order to play it safe, Meg didn't use the badge that the thug had given him last night. Instead, he bought a new badge from the intelligence agency, which was equivalent to obtaining a new identity in the underground world.
Anyone could accept missions from the black market, and there were no restrictions. They only cared about the rewards and rewards.
This was undoubtedly good news for Meg.
Meg went to the nearest black market contact point.
It was a rather dilapidated bungalow. After showing his dog tag and entering, he put on a tattered mask and followed a short man in a black robe into the underground passage.
After passing through a long passageway, a rather spacious hall appeared.
There were quite a number of people in the hall. They all looked rather valiant and had obvious characteristics. The masks on their faces were just for show.
Everyone wanted to make a name for themselves in the martial arts world, so they would usually dress up in a special way. It would be best if they could be thrown out as soon as they appeared.
For example, Meg was attracted by the girl in front of him who was carrying a huge sunflower on her shoulder. He thought to himself, 'If you peel off the sunflower seeds, wouldn't they be bigger than walnuts?'
Handwritten mission slips were hung on the wall. Most of the people in the hall were crowded in front of the mission board, thinking about what mission to accept.
There was a wooden plaque beside the mission list. Taking the wooden plaque was equivalent to accepting the mission. Each contact point only had one mission slot.
Therefore, when some missions with high rewards appeared, it was not uncommon to see people fighting over the missions.
Meg also took a few glances. There were all kinds of strange missions. Killing people accounted for one-third of the missions. There were also requests to buy all kinds of magical beast cubs, elven maids, succubi ladies, goblin lolis …
Wait, the last guy's taste is a little special?
Meg withdrew his gaze and walked straight to the mission exchange hall.
Lifting the black curtain, a passageway appeared. There were two black-robed men standing in front of the passageway. They reached out and stopped Meg.
Meg took out a black plaque and threw it over.
One of the black-robed men caught the plaque and checked it. He nodded and returned the plaque, making way for Meg to pass.
At the end of the passageway was a black iron door. Meg walked to the door, and the iron door slowly opened inwards.
Inside the door was a display window. On the wall, there was only a hole the size of a human head. It was pitch black behind the hole, and there was a wooden stool in front of the display window.
"Our brave mercenary, what mission did you complete?" A hoarse voice came from behind the hole.
"Kidnapped a woman." Mag sat down on that wooden stool, and casually tossed that amulet into that black hole. His expression was nonchalant, but his eyes were carefully sizing up that black hole.
The office naturally could not be pitch black. It was just a high-level camouflage.
"Okay, please wait a moment. We need to verify." The hoarse voice sounded, and then it was completely silent.
About 15 minutes later, the hoarse voice sounded again. "Sorry for the long wait. After our verification, the owner of Titan Tavern was indeed kidnapped. It seems that she is in your hands.
However, one of the missions was to burn down the wine cellar and tavern. Unfortunately, you did not complete it. According to the rules, you can only get half of the commission. "
"I … clearly … clearly set the place on fire." Meg spat.
"Oh, you did set her on fire, but it was extinguished by the owner of the tavern opposite her. If you need it, you can post a revenge mission here." A slightly cheerful voice came from inside the room.
"No … no need." Meg raised his eyebrows. This black market … really knows how to do business?
"Here is a deposit of 250,000, and the delivery address and time. We will inform the employer, but we cannot guarantee that you will get the rest of the commission." A black money bag and a piece of paper were handed out from the black hole.
"Okay." Meg grabbed the heavy money bag and the piece of paper, got up and left.
Out of the black market, Meg found an alley and opened the money bag. It was full of golden dragon coins, 250 dragon coins.
Then he opened the piece of paper. On it was written: Broken tiled house at the end of Earth Building Alley in the west of the city.
Meg put away the piece of paper and dispelled his disguise. He hailed a horse-drawn carriage and went straight to Earth Building Alley in the west of the city.
The coachman took Mag's money, and looked at the dilapidated alley as he asked, "I don't even see a single person here. There are quite a lot of scum here. What are you doing here, sir?"
"I'm here to see a friend." Meg jumped down from the carriage with a smile. He looked on as the horse-drawn carriage sped away, then made his way toward Earth Building Alley three streets away in an unhurried manner.
The slums of Rodu were situated in the west of the city, and Earth Building Alley was even more secluded. There were dilapidated walls on both sides of the street, and the roads were filled with weeds.
To be able to find such a secluded place in Rodu, it was clear that this wasn't the first time that this person was plotting something like this.
Meg climbed over a few walls and arrived at the courtyard at the end of Earth Building Alley. However, he didn't enter Earth Building Alley directly.
"There's no one here?" Meg stood outside the courtyard for a while with a puzzled look on his face.
"Interesting. Looks like I have to make the act real to lure the snake out of its hole."
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