Phew!
Luodeni took a deep breath and turned to look at Taniel.
At that mont, Taniel was also looking at Luodeni.
After their eyes t, they both understood.
The impostor in front of them not only wanted Jason to be a scapegoat in the ‘Mystical Side’, but also in the eyes of ordinary people.
But…
Is it necessary to do this?
To ordinary people, the ‘Mystical Side’ is too distant.
Correspondingly, in the eyes of the ‘Mystical Side’, ordinary people are completely insignificant.
There are even so extre ‘Mystical Side individuals’ who don’t consider ordinary people as humans at all.
It’s like looking at pigs, cows, and sheep.
So, how could ordinary people possibly affect the Mystical Side?
As for the ‘Night Watcher’?
Without definite evidence, they wouldn’t suspect their own family mbers.
So, what does the opponent want to do?
Taniel and Luodeni were deeply puzzled.
Then, they quickly adjusted their emotions.
Because they saw soone jumping down at the entrance of the passageway.
It wasn’t Jason from earlier.
It was soone wearing a mask.
A sturdy figure.
Seeing such a physique, Taniel was stunned and almost instinctively shouted: “Jason?”
Later, when he saw the person across him remove the mask, Taniel rushed over.
However, Luodeni raised his hand to grab Taniel’s collar.
"Is this real?”
The intelligence peddler was a bit uncertain.
"Real.”
Taniel said.
Then, he started walking briskly over.
Jason glanced at Luodeni, then turned his eyes to Taniel.
"Were the safe house and century-old burial ground found?”
Jason asked.
"At a ti like this, you’re still concerned about that, do you know just now…”
"I know.”
Jason interrupted Taniel’s words.
Taniel was stunned.
"You know?”
"Do you know soone is impersonating you?”
This Deer Academy teacher, the second consultant of the Lorde Police Departnt, reconfird.
"I know.”
Jason answered calmly.
"Then you wouldn’t happen to know who the other party is, do you?”
This ti it was Luodeni asking, and he was intently staring at Jason.
There was scrutiny in his gaze, but more exploration.
"I know.”
Jason confird again.
"Even this you know?!”
Taniel, Luodeni were shocked.
But soon Taniel returned to normal.
The person in front is Jason, he is that omnipotent friend Jason, any unlikely event around Jason will beco likely.
Luodeni’s surprise lasted a mont longer.
Then, the stout intelligence peddler cautiously spoke.
"This isn’t your plan, is it?”
When asking the question, Luodeni wanted to hit himself in the mouth.
He had no significant flaws.
Besides gluttony, his curiosity was intense.
But curiosity can kill the cat.
If everything before him was indeed planned by this ‘Bloody Hunter’ Jason, what would his fate be after asking?
Murder to keep secrets?
Destroy all the evidence?
Such terms instantly appeared in the stout intelligence peddler’s mind.
Then, rapidly took root and sprouted.
Until Jason hadn’t answered, the stout intelligence peddler spoke again.
"I have a safe house!”
"I have a century-old burial ground!”
"Spare !”
While saying this, the stout intelligence peddler raised his hands and continually signaled Taniel to plead for him.
"I shared my donut with you!”
"Help !”
Later on, faced with the threat to his life, Luodeni spoke straightforwardly.
"Donut?”
Jason was puzzled.
"Yes, it tasted nice.”
Taniel nodded.
"If you want to eat, it’s on !”
"I’ll also give you the safe house!”
"I’ll also give you the century-old burial ground!”
"Spare !”
"I’m just a gluttonous, curious fat man, not at all dangerous!”
Luodeni reiterated.
"He has a scroll that counts as his trump card.” .
Taniel unexpectedly added from the side.
Luodeni nearly wanted to strangle Taniel!
He didn’t expect Taniel to sell him out without hesitation!
However, when he saw Jason looking over, he still forced a smile uglier than crying, offering the scroll with both hands.
"Where is the safe house?”
Jason took the scroll, slled the sowhat pleasant scent, and asked directly.
Instantly, Luodeni’s spirit brightened.
Although Jason didn’t say much, his words were enough to tell him.
He wouldn’t die!
"Co with !”
Luodeni promptly led the way.
…
Terter, Southern District.
Also known as the Trade District.
Here lies Terter’s most bustling shopping street.
Close to the dock area.
Crowded with people, and strangely mixed.
Here, there are successful businessn and poor people seeking work, and certainly no shortage of those gang mbers and habitual thieves that naturally follow. ṝΑ𐌽ỐＢΕş
However, given that it’s the capital Terter of Sewock, under the deterrence of secret agents, gang mbers are extrely restrained, as are the habitual thieves.
They don’t want to go vacationing in the secret agent’s prison.
Because most of the ti, there’s no return.
Even if they co out, they’ll be penniless.
Those secret agents are far more greedy than any gang mber.
But it’s not absolute.
Matthew is quite a good secret agent.
Straightforward.
Conscientiously dedicated.
Quite honest.
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