Seeing the fat manager commit suicide by taking poison, Connor sneered in his heart. At this point, his life was no longer in his hands. He immediately sent out a mental attack, causing the fat manager to feel dizzy. His action of taking the poison slowed down by a beat. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Connor used all his strength and slapped the fat manager's face.
"Pu!!"
Connor's physical fitness, which was infinitely close to that of a Grand Knight, was terrifying. With a slap of his full strength, the fat manager's fat body fell to the ground with a plop. All of his teeth were spat out of his mouth without exception.
At this time, Marguerite also arrived. A blood-red ribbon firmly trapped the fat manager!
"Pry open his mouth!" Connor pointed at the fat manager and said to Marguerite indifferently.
"Why do you want me to do it?" Marguerite frowned slightly and said with some dissatisfaction.
"I took care of them, so this job is yours. Moreover, you're quite skilled at interrogating Enrique. Capable people do more work! Remember, don't kill him. "After saying that, Connor shrugged and walked to the other rooms of the inn.
Seeing Connor slip away, Marguerite angrily stomped her foot. With a swing of her blood-red ribbon, she directly brought the already scarred fat manager back to his room.
This was his and Marguerite's plan. They couldn't find the smugglers, but they should be able to find the gangsters like the fat manager, right? After all, the population of San Jose Island was only a little more than a hundred thousand people. If the smugglers wanted to sell their stolen goods, it was almost impossible for them to not have connections with the gangsters.
Therefore, they would find the local gangsters, then use the gangsters to find the smugglers. After that, they would take a boat and leave San Jose Island.
Connor quietly spread his mental strength throughout the entire inn. He was surprised to find that there were no other guests staying in this inn. Apart from the room he and Marguerite were staying in, the other rooms were empty. There were no cooks or waiters in the entire inn.
Connor nodded slightly. He was quite satisfied with this situation. Otherwise, he might have started a massacre today.
Once Connor was back in the room, he heard a series of extremely miserable howls. When he walked into the room, he saw seven or eight finger-long blood-red worms gnawing away at the fat manager's flesh. The fat manager's stomach, arms and legs had been gnawed to the bone.
When Marguerite saw Connor walk in, she immediately glared at him fiercely. Obviously, she was still angry at Connor for asking her to interrogate him.
Turning a blind eye to Marguerite's glare, Connor focused on the fat manager who was being tortured. Although the fat manager was screaming miserably, he didn't beg for mercy as Connor expected.
When the blood-red worms finished gnawing one of his arms, the fat manager fainted from the pain. Looking at the fat manager who fainted, Connor turned his eyes to Marguerite.
The fat manager refused to speak. Marguerite didn't know what to do either. She shook her head heavily at Connor, indicating that she didn't know what to do either.
Seeing this, Connor frowned slightly. He put one hand on the fat manager's head and poured his mental strength into it.
The reason why he asked Marguerite to interrogate the fat manager instead of using the Mind-manipulating Skill to search the fat manager's memory was that after the fight with Snake Eye, he had overused his mental strength, which caused his mental strength to be injured. If he used the high-intensity mental strength again, he might be injured even more.
However, it seemed that he couldn't do it without using the Mind-manipulating Skill.
Just as Connor expected, the fat manager's mind was indeed sealed. Once his soul was forcibly searched, the fat manager's head would explode like a bomb.
Meditating on the runes of the Abyss Secret Technique, Connor softly chanted the incantation. His mental strength cleverly broke through the seal in the fat manager's mind in an instant.
"A.I. Chip, sort out this person's memory!" Connor ordered the A.I. Chip in his heart. With the fat manager's current mental condition, it would be very difficult for him to deal with the fat manager's memories alone. He needed the A.I. Chip to help him.
After a while, the A.I. Chip's cold female voice sounded in Connor's mind. "Beep! Reporting to the Host … "
Hearing this voice, Connor's heart was filled with joy. Ten minutes later, Connor slowly stopped and opened his eyes. He said to Marguerite, "Get rid of this person and the corpses outside! I know what to do now! "
However, what surprised Connor was that this time, Marguerite didn't feel indignant like before. Instead, after looking at Connor thoughtfully, she made a gesture with her hand. A ray of blood-red light hit the fat manager and the people outside who were killed by Connor. These people's corpses instantly corroded into pus and disappeared.
In the inn's stable, Connor found a carriage. He made a simple mechanism in the inn and set it to catch fire in half an hour. After that, Connor took Marguerite into the carriage and left the inn.
While continuing to act as his coachman and driving the carriage, Connor transmitted his voice to Marguerite, who was sitting in the carriage, "Now, if we want to leave San Jose Island illegally, there are two ways. The first way is to rob the ship. There's a place recorded in the fat manager's memory where the smuggling gang hides the ship. The second way is to contact a smuggling gang in the fat manager's memory and hire them to take us away."
Sitting in the carriage, Marguerite thought for a while, and also transmitted her voice to Connor, "Can we find the crew in the first way?"
A light flashed in Connor's eyes, and he transmitted his voice, "The ship is hidden alone, but there's a small village near the place where the ship is hidden. The smuggling gang has arranged people there to protect the ship. I think these people should know how to sail the ship, right?"
"In that case, let's try the first way!" After thinking for a while, Marguerite gave her opinion.
Hearing that Marguerite chose the first way as he expected, Connor didn't show any emotion on his face, but he was a little proud in his heart.
Maybe I can really get the thing that the fat manager hides this time …
Just when Connor began to think about what to do next, Marguerite suddenly took out a small crystal bead and handed it to him, "I'll lend you this Recuperation Bead. It has a suppressive effect on mental trauma."
Connor was a little surprised when he heard that. He didn't know whether Margaret's kindness was out of kindness, or if she was just …
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