The black wagon stopped in front of 17th Randletine Street.
Drexton, who was waiting in the room, looked at the wagon with a strange gaze. He could tell the wagon was extraordinary just by looking at it, but when he saw Kieran come down from the wagon, he smiled in relief.
He had always been glad that he had become friends with Kieran.
At first, he was.
After yesterday's incident, it became even more so.
On top of that, his friend wasn't just powerful, he seemed to have a unique charm that kept attracting those with special talents.
Just like the wagoner and wagon that vanished on the spot.
And Kat Lady.
Drexton couldn't help but grin when he thought about how Kat Lady tried to get close to Kieran from time to time.
One needed to know Kat Lady was known for her pride in Hero Alliance, even Drexton had a hard time ordering her around.
Of course, he didn't like being ordered around either.
In Drexton's eyes, everyone was the same, all of them were on the same level. There was no such thing as being ordered around, all they had to do was work together.
It was also the reason why he appeared at 17th Randletine Street.
After all, working together required payment.
"Morning, 2567."
Drexton said with a smile.
"Morning."
Kieran nodded and sat on the sofa in the main seat. He looked at the brown paper bag on the coffee table and the box under it.
"These are the land deeds for two shops in the center of Smorewill Street.
"Although they aren't very useful now, in half a year's time, the prosperity there will definitely surprise everyone."
Please don't reject them, you deserve them.
As a matter of fact, compared to what you have done, these two shops are nothing. I should have given you more but the reconstruction of Smorewill Street requires a lot of funds, so this is all I can give you. As for the rest, I'll compensate you in other ways. "
Drexton said sincerely with an apologetic tone. He then took the box under the coffee table and placed it on the coffee table.
The box wasn't big, just a standard 24-inch suitcase, but when it touched the coffee table, it sounded heavy.
Drexton didn't keep Kieran in suspense and opened the suitcase.
Inside were three boxes made of solid wood, one big and two small. The big one was on the bottom and the small one was on the top. They were all locked.
"I heard 2567 that you are looking for the secret books from the papal era, so I sent my men to search for them."
"This is the key."
"Don't worry, they aren't all of them. I will work hard to collect more."
Drexton said.
Kieran did not refuse.
Compared to the two shops, he was more interested in these three antique books. After taking the key from Drexton, Kieran started to inspect them.
Drexton couldn't help but laugh when he saw Kieran accept the reward without hesitation.
He admired people like Kieran who did not hide his thoughts.
Unlike some people who obviously wanted it badly, but still went around in circles and pretended to make small talk.
A few minutes later, Kieran finished reading the three books.
There was no problem.
The papers were old, but the content was different from the words of the current era. Still, it wasn't a problem for Kieran.
He put the leather bag with the title deed and the three boxes into the suitcase and passed it to Emma Eddie.
Emma Eddie pushed the suitcase into the study room, and when she disappeared behind the door, Kieran spoke.
"Did you get to the bottom of yesterday's incident?"
Kieran asked.
Kieran didn't hide anything about yesterday's incident.
Printon City, the interrogator, Dark Gold, and the so-called Devil, Kieran told Drexton everything in detail.
Kieran knew it was impossible to hide these things from the public.
As long as Drexton started his investigation, Kieran would know soon enough.
Rather than causing a rift in the future, might as well make it clear to Kieran.
"I've sent out all my men, but …"
"No leads at all!
I'm sure those supervillains that attacked Alkender City are just someone else's pawns, but I don't know who the hidden pawn player is. "
Drexton said in a heavy tone.
After hearing the news from Kieran, the Fist of Justice was really frightened. The Fist of Justice had scruples against Printon City that no one else had, let alone the interrogator that should have vanished in history.
As for the Dark Gold and the so-called Devil, it caused more headaches for the Fist of Justice.
He felt like he was being thrown back to the papal era 600 years ago.
It was only during that era that such terms were popular.
"Hurry up.
We don't have much time.
Alkender City has become the target of public criticism.
Kieran wasn't surprised.
Although the League of Legends was extremely powerful and had excellent intelligence, it wasn't something that could be obtained overnight.
It required time.
Coincidentally, what they lacked the most right now was time.
Without a doubt, Drexton knew what Kieran meant. After a slight pause, he said, "I've contacted Colossal Arm, merging his security company into the defense force. On top of that, Colossal Arm is very familiar with training security personnel. Based on the current situation, a week should be enough for quite a number of people to join the defense force."
"I've also suggested to the mayor to rearrange Alkender City's defense."
"The police station, fire station, etc., will be part of our defense system."
"The mayor has agreed to it as well."
Drexton couldn't hold back his smile when he heard the good news.
The conversation after that became more relaxed. 15 minutes later, Drexton stood up and left.
As the leader of the Hero Alliance, Drexton was very busy at the moment. Not only did he have to contact the superheroes, but he also had to unite the common people's armed forces.
Thinking about the chief officer's attitude, Kieran knew it wasn't an easy task.
It was the attitude of most of the people in power.
Deer were hunted for their antlers.
How could superheroes be an exception?
Their unique abilities allowed them to stand out from the crowd and endure jealousy, ostracism, and all sorts of dark thoughts.
Therefore, many times, heroes became criminals.
They weren't born bad.
It was just that …
He had no choice.
Drexton went through all these before, yet he still held his bottom line. He hoped the other superheroes could do the same, so he couldn't stop himself.
He had to move forward.
He had to give it his all.
The door was closed.
Drexton's car disappeared into the rain. Kieran took the hot tea from Emma Eddie, took a sip, and looked at Goran.
"My lord, everything is normal.
There are no watchers around you.
There are no tailing either. "
Goran walked out from the shadows.
"Is that so?"
Kieran gently placed the teacup on the tea table.
Goran's reaction was slower than he expected.
No!
Goran must have chosen another method.
A more covert and safe way.
Coincidentally, Kieran was the easiest target for such a method.
Kieran wasn't worried about it though.
Quite the opposite, he was eager for Goran to do it.
However, out of his habitual vigilance, Kieran thought he had to add another layer of insurance.
Pak!
Kieran snapped his fingers.
"Boss, at your service."
Bloody Mary appeared beside Kieran after the call. Without Kieran's order, Bloody Mary already knew what Kieran wanted to do.
"I'll do my best."
Bloody Mary then vanished on the spot.
…
Ferris didn't feel the cold from the rain.
He opened the door of the coffee shop with a black umbrella.
After the welcome, he rejected the hot towel offered by the waiter and walked to the corner.
As the infamous Freezer in Alkender City, the freezing aura was like a child's play in Ferris's eyes, not enough to put up a fight.
If he didn't have to take care of the people he traded with, Ferris would have chosen a more spacious place instead of the warm coffee shop.
Although the coffee shop had soft lighting, moving music, and the coffee was fragrant enough, compared to the safety of a spacious place, the former could be discarded.
Comfort could easily lower one's guard.
Vigilance was a matter of life and death.
There was nothing wrong with giving up comfort to gain vigilance.
At least from Ferris's point of view.
Of course, it was without Kieran's order.
Ferris had acquired Kieran's' get more secret and unique books from the papal era ', so he was now standing on the same starting point.
He would still maintain vigilance but his priority was to complete Kieran's order.
Therefore, he started to consider the feelings of the people he traded with.
At least from Ferris's point of view, the environment before him could increase the success rate of the trade.
As a matter of fact, it was.
"Good day, sir.
Are you the one who posted the message? "
A middle-aged man walked into the coffee shop and looked around. When he saw Ferris, he walked over. As the man wiped himself, he felt the warmth from the towel and couldn't help but show a smile at Ferris.
"It's great to have such service in such weather," Wang Yao said.
I have a unique book from the papal era.
It's a little damaged but it still has around 70% of the contents.
Do you want to inspect it? "
The middle-aged man then took out a book wrapped in an oilcloth from his pocket.
Ferris took the oilcloth without a word.
The middle-aged man didn't reject.
The reason why he dared to meet the man alone and spoke frankly, other than his confidence in himself, it was also because the man before him had quite the reputation.
He never violated the deal and never lied to others.
Of course, that was if the man didn't violate the deal.
Otherwise …
Alkender City wasn't the only missing person.
"Mm."
After a careful check, Ferris took out his checkbook and wrote a six-digit number on it — it was the price he gave when he posted the message.
The price would fluctuate depending on the book's completeness and rarity, but it wouldn't be much.
The middle-aged man took the check and showed a satisfied smile when he saw the number on it.
"Oh right, I have some news about similar books, consider it a free gift.
A bunch of guys found an ancient tomb in the outskirts not too long ago. It should be the tomb of a powerful noble, there are quite a lot of valuable stuff in there, books are a must.
"Do you need their contact information?"
Of course, it's not free. "
The middle-aged man said with a smile.
"How much?"
Ferris asked bluntly.
"10,000."
The middle-aged man stated his price and waited for Ferris to bargain.
However, to his surprise, Ferris didn't even have the intention to bargain, he signed another check and passed it to the middle-aged man.
After getting his hands on Mr. Ghost's gold, Ferris didn't try to bargain anymore.
From his point of view, it was a waste of time.
Pak!
The middle-aged man lightly flicked the check and carefully put it away. He then took the pen and paper on the table and wrote down a phone number.
"What a pleasant trade.
Hope we'll meet again. "
The middle-aged man then walked out of the coffee shop.
However, the moment he pushed open the coffee shop's door …
Bang!
A gunshot sounded.
The middle-aged man's head exploded just like that.
The headless body wobbled and fell to the ground under the impact of the bullet.
"Aaaargh!"
"Murder!"
The people in the cafe screamed and began to rush to the back door.
The shooter didn't stop them.
He allowed the crowd to leave and walked towards Ferris with his gun.
Pak!
The gun was thrown on the table, the shooter pulled out a chair and sat down, his legs naturally placed on the table.
"I heard you are looking for secret books from the papal era, the only one?"
The shooter asked in a frivolous tone.
However, because of the frivolous tone, the coldness around Ferris's fingertips faded away.
"You have it?"
Ferris asked.
"Of course!
We found a grave of a big noble in the outskirts and we wanted to get our hands on the things inside, but a passerby kept spreading news about us, making it hard for us to move forward.
So … "
"We chose to kill him.
It's a warning!
A warning to those who have their eyes on us, be careful, don't provoke us! "
The shooter said with overflowing killing intent.
However, in Ferris's eyes, it was just a bluff. But what did it have to do with him?
He was here to carry out Kieran's orders.
As for the others?
Ferris wasn't concerned.
"Where's the thing?"
Ferris asked directly.
"It's in a hidden place.
Do you have the guts to come with me? "
As if he didn't see the fear on Ferris's face, the shooter was a little unwilling and provoked him with his question.
"Lead the way."
Ferris stood up and walked towards the door.
"I hope you can stay as calm as you are later."
The shooter looked at Ferris's back and didn't bother to conceal his voice.
Both of them left the coffee shop one after another.
Neither of them cared about the middle-aged man on the floor.
A dead man was the safest.
However, a moment after both of them left, the body on the floor started to move.
The broken head and the splashing brain matter seemed to have a memory of what happened, wriggling towards the body on the floor.
A mere 10 seconds later, the middle-aged man returned to his original state.
After coming back from the dead, he patted off the dust on his body as a strange smile appeared on his face.
"I've taken the bait."
The man muttered softly before grunting in disdain.
"You killed me with just one bullet?"
Naive!
"I have an undying body."
The man was ready to leave, but just as he lifted his leg, he heard a voice behind him.
"Oh?
"Undying Body?"
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