Chapter 127 Make a stroke
"You seem to have doubts." Mo Tan casually crushed the note in his hand into a small ball and threw it back to Cole, then closed the "Snap" in his hand. Pickpocketing Tips", smiled and said: "Tell me and listen."
The trainee thief, who had been hesitant to speak since just now, nodded. He arranged his equipment uncomfortably. Ask in a low voice Said: "Do you want to do something about the thieves guild here?"
Although he is Mo Tan's follower, follower, younger brother, and horse boy, Cole never feels that he understands The gentleman in front of him knew two things. First, a certain item that was supposed to be handed over to the Wanderer Hotel was taken away by Mo Tanshun. Second, that item seemed to be of great concern to the Thieves Guild in Black Tower City. It’s also quite valuable! Worth at least fifty thousand gold coins.
Two thieves reached for the same pocket. Mo Tan was the thief who succeeded, the Thieves Guild was the thief who failed, and Wanderer Hotel was the pocket.
Although the victim, the Wanderer Hotel, is not strong in terms of physical strength, the other thief is not a bad person!
Black Tower City is not as small as Pato and Karan, and the scale of various local neutral organizations is also quite large. At least according to the intelligence collected by Cole during this period, the Thieves Guild here It can be said that there are countless powerful people, there are hundreds of resident thieves above the middle level, and there are dozens of high-level experts.
And this gentleman's strength... doesn't seem to be particularly strong.
After all, Cole has been following Mo Tan for a long time. Under the premise that the latter did not hide it at all, he can still speculate on this level.
Of course, Mo Tan’s terror has nothing to do with ‘hard power’, but Cole is still a little worried.
Worried about the all-pervasive eyes and ears of the Thieves Guild...
Worried about his savior being harmed...
Worried about Lorna having no hope of survival...
Worried about being a mazai I can't be loyal...
If the Thieves Guild, who dared to promise fifty thousand gold coins as a reward, knew that the thing was in Mo Tan's hands, they would never give priority to the 'negotiation' option.
So...
"So you are a little worried..." Mo Tan raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Maybe I, who have become a thorn in the side of the Thieves Guild, will have three advantages and two disadvantages?"
Cole was silent.
“Don’t worry~” Mo Tan yawned lazily and waved his hand: “I never thought about being an enemy of the Thieves Guild.”
“Ah, is that so? Then Sir, do you want to sell them personally..."
"I just wanted to give them a break."
"Huh?"
The young man was confused at that time.
“That’s right.” Mo Tan glanced at Cole and smiled: “It cost me a lot of money to buy you this outfit, so I can’t get nothing out of it, right?”
The corner of Cole's mouth twitched. To be honest, he didn't understand what the gentleman in front of him was thinking until now. He spent a lot of money to buy one for himself just for some inexplicable 'style' A set of equipment, and they are all expensive.
"After all, your acting skills are too bad~" Mo Tan stretched and didn't explain much to Cole.
Firstly, it was because he was too lazy to talk nonsense, and secondly, Mo Tan did not want Cole to gradually become less thoughtful because he had been with him for a long time.
A certain gay friend A is a very bad example...
But in fact, this problem is not complicated, whether it is training Cole to put on a zombie face, or almost spending all his money Whether you spend all the gold coins on your body to buy equipment for him, there is only one purpose...
Without him, just show off.
Mo Tan is not omniscient and omnipotent, but he can still infer a lot of things from some clues, such as... that small box is very important to the Thieves Guild.
The previous mission has already explained a lot of problems. It was obviously a mission to hand over things to the Wanderer Hotel, but the penalty for failure was [Wanderer Hotel Reputation -300, Thieves Guild Reputation -999]
Simple and clear~
Compared with the former, the Thieves Guild values this thing in his pocket more.
The guy with a popular face in the Traveler Hostel in Black Tower City verified Mo Tan’s conjecture. Although the other party’s disguise was quite good, he could almost deceive most people. But there are still some flaws.
First of all, almost no normal waiter or receptionist would be so dedicated that he could evenly distribute his eyes on each guest throughout the entire process, but that guy did it, and he was able to do so wherever he stood in the hotel lobby. It was a 'coincidence' that I saw everyone, especially at the door. It would be understandable if this happened to a certain manager or supervisor, but it would be very intriguing if it happened to a little waiter.
This was observed by Mo Tan within ten minutes before entering the hostel.
Secondly, his steps are very steady, the distance of each step is almost equal, and the error will never exceed two centimeters. This skill, which sounds easy but difficult to practice, is also practiced by Mo Tan, and it has a wide range of uses. It is miraculous in calculating the area of buildings, measuring distances, judging positions without seeing objects, and identifying roads. Mo Tan is an unusual person, so it is normal for him to learn this technology, but if If it were anyone else...let's put it this way, those who have the perseverance to learn this trick will definitely find a job that suits them better than serving dishes.
This was something Mo Tan observed at close range with his peripheral vision while chatting with the girl at the front desk.
Thirdly, after Mo Tan deliberately took out the small box, the 'waiter' never looked at the others again. At the same time, he moved his position covertly and soon appeared in Although it is not a close place, the girl at the front desk can see him at a glance.
This was also what Mo Tan observed with his peripheral vision.
Next, he was naturally captured by the front desk to guide Mo Tan. In the process, the latter saw more details that were inconsistent with his identity.
Including but not limited to the cleanliness of the nails, breathing rate, movement details, tone of voice...
Also his unusually inconsistent belly and leg fat.
So the answer is already clear.
The motive of this guy was impure, and he was most likely sent by the Thieves Guild~
So, Mo Tan, who confirmed his judgment, immediately took Cole back to Liuli Pavilion after getting the thing, and went to the Liuli Pavilion. The next day, I purchased a set of low-key and luxurious-looking equipment for the latter, and then after teaching him some 'Yan Yi', I sent him to the Thieves Guild to work on soy sauce.
There is only one purpose, and that is to learn the information as quickly as possible after the other party takes action.
After all, the stakes are high. As a trainee thief, it is probably difficult to get access to that kind of information, and there is no shortage of real powerhouses in the Black Tower City Thieves Guild. Besides, Cole doesn’t pretend to be... …
If it is just to inquire about information or collect clues, then it is wise to let a large number of second-rate thieves who are neither good nor bad cast a wide net.
For example, through a bounty within the guild...
In short, Cole, who has been carefully 'groomed', is very likely to get the news.
Of course, after all, nothing is absolute, and the other party may also adopt other methods, but even in this case, Mo Tan actually has no loss. As for the little money... Believe me, someone's ability to blackmail money is absolutely Far beyond his spending level, not to mention he has several backup plans~
But so far, everything has been going smoothly, and the so-called 'place for a certain ruins exploration team' is a A wonderful unexpected bonus. An unexpected surprise that was so good that Mo Tan couldn't help laughing~
"Do you think I can't beat those bastards?" Mo Tan asked Cole softly, his eyes suddenly turned cold: " Just them? ”
Cole broke into a cold sweat at that moment. The 'gentleman' in front of him who didn't look a few years older than him actually became extremely strange to him in an instant. He was different from the unpredictable one in the past. The sense of mystery is the kind of 'strangeness' that seems to have been fought through more than 200 blood paths from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
As if there was a sharp blade against his heart, and as if his throat was being strangled tightly by a big hand, Cole's whole body was trembling slightly, whether it was Mo Tan's cold and stern eyes or his words. The murderous intention that was about to come out and the arrogance of looking down on the world were...
"You are too naive." Mo Tan stood up and shook his head with a sneer.
[Yes, I was too naive...I actually thought that Mr. was not that powerful. What a terrifying momentum this was. Even the high-level Paladin who appeared in Pato City that day was nothing more than So be it! 】
"I really haven't made any progress at all..."
[Yes, I really haven't made any progress at all...]
"I didn't even notice that I was pretending."
< br>[That’s right, I even pretended to be...ah? 】
Cole raised his head in astonishment.
In front of him, Mo Tan was staring with a pair of dead fish eyes, and his previous demeanor of a peerless master was long gone.
The young man turned pale at that time...
"I am indeed not that strong. It is of course impossible to compete with the Thieves Guild on my own." Mo Tan walked up to Cole. , patted him on the shoulder, and then shrugged: "But this does not conflict with my intention to give them a blow."
Cole was a little confused.
"You have to know that violence is always the final means to solve troubles, but it is never the best way." Mo Tan walked to the cabinet on the wall and took out a bottle of red wine, while carefully studying the label. The text on it said softly: "In words you can understand, only idiots will try to solve all problems with pure strength..."
The young thief who was not dirty enough nodded.
"Of course, the law of the jungle is the basic rule, you have to keep this in mind." Mo Tan uncorked the bottle and turned back to Cole with a crazy smile, raised his head and wiped the scarlet He drank most of the wine in one gulp, then turned around and raised his hand to his followers. Bottle greeting: "Okay, the chatting time is over, now let's talk about what to do next~"
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One hour later
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The Chavin Empire, the capital of Troon, the residence of the Knights of the Tsar’s Sword
A middle-aged man wearing a red-gold robe appeared in front of the camp. He had a very standard face with Chinese characters, and several jeweled rings on both hands. His body was slightly thin, and although his short golden hair was still It is considered thick, but the position of the hairline is not optimistic...
Of course, no one will care about Kunda Bohe's hairline after seeing the dark golden coat of arms on his back. Although he is just a mascot-like prince, your prince is still your prince after all. As the younger brother of the Imperial Emperor William Bohe, let alone a mascot, you have to handle it respectfully even if it is an explosive. A dear friend serves as an uncle.
So the knights guarding the gate knelt down the moment they saw the incoming man: "Your Excellency, Prince!"
"Ah, you guys have worked hard." Konda Bohe He said slowly: "Please help inform Marshal Galahad. I have something to discuss with him."
Something wrong?
What can happen?
Several knights looked at each other. No one knew why the man in front of them, who could be said to be drunk, rich and wealthy, came to their three-acre land, let alone that he wanted to find the marshal. Talk about something.
You can’t be trying to drag the Marshal to go to the ‘Pink Street’, right? !
Everyone knows that the prince, who was widowed in his early years, is a frequent visitor there, and occasionally brings his close friends with him, but Lord Marshal...
Can Lord Marshal survive it? !
"Ahem..." Prince Kunda coughed lightly, awakening the knights with wandering eyes in front of him from some indescribable thoughts, and asked kindly: "Is there any problem?"
< br>One of the young cavalry commanders immediately shook his head: "No, no, I will report it to the Marshal. Please wait a moment!"
"Well, trouble. "You." Prince Kunda nodded, turned around and glanced at the still noisy streets in the distance, and sighed silently...
Five minutes later, the handsome account
"Prince Your Highness." Galahad, who was standing in front of the wall-mounted map, turned to Kunda and gave a knightly salute, and asked slightly confused: "What's the matter?"
The latter quickly responded with a royal courtesy, waved his hand and said: "Grandpa Galahad, please don't be so polite to me. Kunda came here just to confirm something with you..."
"Oh?" Galahad blinked his seemingly cloudy eyes, quietly waiting for the other party's next words.
"What I want to know is..." Prince Kunda gritted his teeth and asked word for word: "Is it true that Lord Faraosis is treason?"
"Yes." Galahad replied without hesitation: "This news has been known to all trustworthy nobles before, although considering the influence It’s too big, so it hasn’t been disclosed to the public yet, but the content is indeed true.”
Prince Kunda couldn’t believe his ears. He froze in place as if struck by lightning. It took a long time. He shook his head tremblingly and said: "This... this is impossible. How could Mr. Farah be treason? There is no way he can be treason!"
"It's a pity, little Kunda...that's the truth."
"How could it be! Grandpa Galahad, even you..."
"Sorry."
"There must be a hidden secret in this, I'm sure! Can you..."
"I can't, please go back, Your Excellency the Prince."
Chapter 124: End
(End of this chapter)