"Sir, name?" the fat man asked.

"Do you have to ask for your name?" Wang Qinian asked back. The Harpist Alliance is different from the gangsters. He is not afraid of his name being known. However, the fat man in the harpist Alliance did not sign up, but asked for his name directly.

"Sir, we can also not ask for the name, but you have to pay the entire amount instead of paying a part of the deposit first. And, if things are done, you can't get news from the league. If you want, you can take this form." The fat man said with joy.

"I will take this form. The person I want to kill is Baron Eden." Wang Qienian said about Baron Eden's situation, and the fat man smiled and said, "Sir, as you wish, we will register anonymously, and the price will be 50% higher. Are you sure you use this form?"

"Just use this form." Wang Qinian said that fortunately Baron Eden did not adopt this form. Wang Qinian's attitude made the fat man misunderstand that killing the nobles was a serious crime. Perhaps the person in front of him did not want to be investigated, so he smiled tacitly.

"Sir, please pay 5,000 gold coins." The fat man quoted the price. Wang Qinian took out 5,000 gold coins from the ring. After registering, the fat man said, "Sir, please wait for good news. You can get news from the notice outside the door here. If the three assassinations are successful, it says: The goods from Yibao have arrived and are intact. Otherwise, the goods from Yibao were hijacked by robbers during the transportation of Yibao."

"Don't you have no news?"

"Sir, what I just said is just impossible to deliver the news to you."

"I understand, I wish the goods will arrive soon." Wang Qinian got up and went out. There were many announcements on the outer wall of the door. The goods from all over the place arrived or were robbed. Wang Qinian looked for a while and then walked out by a blood slave. As soon as he walked to the entrance of the alley, his eyes shrank and his breath further restrained, because a person came out of the church, and his breath was surging and connected into one. In Wang Qinian's eyes, he was like a torch, and he was simply a light person.

Wang Qinian was unwilling to meet him at all, so he avoided him from afar. When he looked at the blood slave beside him, his face turned pale. He just looked from afar and frowned. He did not pay attention to Wang Qinian, but noticed the blood slave: "A man who betrays his soul to the devil!"

He murmured, according to his nature, a holy light had long purified him, but he had a special mission to come here. He would lose his big fortune by dealing with such a small role. He would rather talk about it later. Anyway, he couldn't escape, so he turned his eyes away.

Seeing that he no longer paid attention to him, the Blood Slave let out a sigh, Wang Qinian frowned slightly because he felt that the other party paid attention to the Blood Slave, but let him go. At that moment, he obviously felt a murderous intent. Although he did not pay attention to him, he let him go. Such a person appeared in Kansas. What happened to Kansas?

With questions, he returned to Fernandi. In fact, he didn't need the blood slave to lead the way. He walked through it and had already outlined the map in his mind. Even though he was in the sewer before, the direction he recorded was not bad at all. When he returned to the ground, he knew where No. 203 Guolu Street was and how far away it was. However, he did not show it, but followed the blood slave. Of course, the blood slave didn't know this. After walking on another road, Wang Qinian walked carefully and observed what was on the road, whether it was a yard or a small building. All of this was imprinted into his heart without realizing it. The blood slave had no intention of talking to him.

When I saw Fermandy, I thanked him for his help. When I was about to go out with Tina, I seemed to remember something. I turned around and told Fermandy about meeting that person and told Fermandy that the man was very strong and was a monk of the founding bishop, and it seemed that something was wrong.

Wang Qinian and Tina left, but Fermandy's face was not good-looking. He asked the Blood Slave in detail about the specific situation. The Blood Slave explained it truthfully. Fermandy became more and more frightened as he listened. He continued to give instructions and closely monitor the church's every move.

Wang Qinian and Tina were holding the horse. He wanted to live here for a while, waiting for news from the Harpist Alliance. Wang Qinian and Tina talked while walking. Tina's body stiffened. Wang Qinian said carelessly: "What's wrong?" He also felt that someone noticed him and was secretly surprised in his heart. He understood that Tina already felt that someone was paying attention to them. She was too sensitive and was simply a monster.

"Dear Master, it seems that someone is following us?" Tina said uncertainly.

"Tina, someone is paying attention to us. I didn't expect that you could actually sense other people's hostility. Your talent was simply born for fighting." Wang Qinian told her the truth, and this talent should have been known to her.

"Dear Master, who is watching us?"

"Don't look back, you can see the reflection on the glass door. Pay attention to the mirror on the glass door. The man leaning against the corner of the wall is him." Wang Qinian stopped in front of the glass door of a shop, and two pieces of glass were inlaid on the door.

"It's him, what should we do?"

"Don't be afraid, it's probably the Silver Hand. They have already missed once and have two chances. This should be the second time, it's nothing." Wang Qinian's indifferent tone made Tina relax suddenly.

"Master, will he start now?"

"No, there are so many people on the street, and in the sun, they will not take action. They will only choose a killer where no one is," he said.

Tina felt relieved for the time being and walked forward with Wang Qinian, pretending not to know anything.

Seeing a hotel, Wang Qinian looked at the surrounding environment and decided to be here. He knew that the killer of the Silver Hand was still following, followed by it, and he would look good for you in a while. Wang Qinian smiled a little.

After arranging the accommodation, Wang Qinian opened the window and looked at the scenery on the street. The killer was gone. Wang Qinian was not surprised. He lived in this hotel and seemed to have to stay for two or three days. This hotel is in the downtown area. The killer will not come openly. He must wait until he fails or there is no one at night before he comes to find him.

After one day, Tina was tired, but she had to practice swordsmanship. Fortunately, Tina was also very conscious and repeatedly trained. Wang Qinian found that she had made great progress, no flaws in her movements, and her strength had begun to be reflected. Wang Qinian secretly praised her, her qualifications were really nothing to say. It seems that after half a year, she would have nothing to teach.

In her room, she secretly got a few warnings and returned to her own room next door. She still sat quietly without visualization. She closed her eyes. Will the assassin come tonight?

The night passed and no one came. Wang Qinianbai waited all night, and at dawn, he stretched.

During the day, I went to the Harpist Alliance with Tina, but did not go in, but looked at the notice on the wall. There was no new notice on the wall. I left the alley and looked at the church. There was no one today.

Wang Qinian and Tina spent a morning shopping and traveled around almost every corner of the city. What’s strange is that they didn’t meet that killer today, which made Wang Qinian miss him a little.

When Wang Qinian returned to the hotel, something happened in the hotel. There were already soldiers present. A waiter died, but he didn't find out how he died. When he was discovered, he was already dead and fell in the horse shed, as if he was poisoned.

The sheriff brought several soldiers at the scene, but found no reason. There were several horses in the horse shed, but the horses were all fine, and the saddles were placed on the shed, and the discharge was neatly arranged.

The scene was inspected and nothing abnormal was found. The sheriff yawned, but a pariah died. Forget it, if the dead nobles were a noble, he would go to the church to invite a priest and use his magic to trace back the situation at that time. Although magic is not omnipotent, he can still do it after half a day. Forget it now.

Because of the existence of extraordinary power in this world, forensic science has not developed much, because there is no need. If a valuable person dies and magic can help, there will naturally be no chance to develop forensic science, etc. If a pariah dies, it will die in vain. At most, it will be fine to pay a few dollars.

When Wang Qinian came, the sheriff was exhausted, so he yawned and was about to withdraw the team. His subordinates were ready to cover the body with a white cloth. Before he could be confused, Wang Qinian came back, and there were many people watching the fun at the door. Wang Qinian saw the body. He had good eyesight and his body's face turned pale. It was obvious that he died of poisoning. His clothes were not damaged or messy. It seemed that he was not prepared for poisoning.

After looking closer, Wang Qinian's eyes suddenly shrank, and there was a very small spot on his right middle finger, which was stabbed by a needle. The color on his hand was ashen, and the whole hand was covered up, which instead covered the extremely small trauma on the tip of his middle finger.

Wang Qinian was wondering why the murderer attacked a waiter. The sheriff had ordered the soldiers to cover the body with white cloth and carry the body away.

Wang Qinian asked the people next to him what happened and when did the person die? Someone told Wang Qinian that he was still fine in the morning. Two hours ago, someone found out that he had fallen to the ground and died. He hurriedly told the sheriff. The sheriff did not say a few things, but asked some people, and then Wang Qinian saw it.

"Sorry, sir, can you ask, what enemies does he have?" Wang Qinian asked.

"Sir, what kind of enemy can he have? An honest man. Besides, it is not like killing money. He didn't move anything after his death. Besides, he was not a rich man. I don't know who killed him or may die of sudden illness." A bystander said, shook his head and left. Seeing that there was no excitement, he dispersed one by one.

Wang Qinian did not leave, and the subtle pinhole on the middle finger appeared in front of him. A picture appeared in his mind. He was feeding the horse, and then what did he do, what did his fingers touch?

Wang Qinian observed carefully, and Tina spoke: "Master, did he die of sudden illness?"

"No, he died of poisoning."

"What kind of poison is so powerful that he died without shouting. Could it be that someone was pouring it down?"

"No one has poured it down. He was poisoned by his fingertips. How could he deal with him? No, it was not dealing with him, but the killer of the Silver Hand. I understand!" Wang Qinian said, staring at the saddle.
Chapter completed!