"Yes, it must be so!

"Only in this way can we explain those contradictions. He doesn't climb the outer wall and enters through the window because he is low in sequence and not good at this area. The focus of magical items is not in this field... He wants to enter smoothly. Room, I am willing to lower my head and call me boss because I rely purely on magical items, do not have much confidence in myself, and are not arrogant and crazy enough... He behaves like a lunatic in order to match the effect of magical items on people. Stress, ask for news.

"This can also perfectly explain why he left like that. The reason why he came to me was because he got a powerful magical item, his ambitions were inflated, and he wanted to make a fortune by catching and hunting some pirates. Wait until you know I was serving for 'Silver Coin Viper' Odell and Old Quinn, the intelligence officer of 'Admiral of Blood', and after the 'Queen of Mysteries' might be involved, I was afraid, frightened, and chose to leave after a little perfunctory, no Dare to kill!"

The more "White Shark" Hamilton thought about it, the more he felt that he had found the truth. He hurriedly reset the radio station, dug out the code book, and reissued a piece of information, briefly describing his guess.

He believes that he has not been targeted by hunters. The previous incident was purely due to the inflated ambition of a young man who had an adventure, and he also gave the corresponding characteristics of the target: "Blonde hair and blue eyes, not crazy, even a little crazy timid.

"Possessing a rather miraculous item, it may be able to change its appearance and figure, it may be able to create hallucinations, combined with a sense of terror, the latter is more likely, in short, there is no way to know what he really looks like.

"He is a novice with little experience, and he is good at disguising a powerful aura with the help of items!

"I have a certain understanding of me, not like a foreigner who came to Damir Port for the first time."

Da, da, da, Hamilton stopped his fingers and leaned back in satisfaction, making the chair creak.

The corners of his mouth turned up a little bit, as if he had seen the end of the bastard just now: "A guy with a low rank but possessing powerful magical items will not end well in the sea, and more greedy sharks will flock to him!

"At that time, there is no need to worry about my problems being exposed!"

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The port under the night is quite quiet. Klein, who left "Flying Fish and Wine", circled to the distance, first fast and then slow, and gradually entered the state of walking.

After confirming that no one was following him, he changed his face back to Gehrman Sparrow as he passed through the dark area, and tucked the hem of his shirt into his pants.

After trimming his sideburns, Klein took out his gold-rimmed glasses and placed them on the bridge of his nose. His appearance was gentle but a little stern.

He began to rely on the stars to identify the direction and return to the place where the White Agate was docked.

As he walked, he let out a low laugh, and in the cold wind, he thought leisurely: "I hope 'White Shark' is not so stupid, and can see the flaws I left..."

The character he made for tonight's "Visitor" is a new adventurer with little experience and mistakes, and this person knows a lot about Damir Port and "White Shark", and he wears a coveted The magical item, was dizzy by the powerful force, and seemed a little crazy inside.

Klein's initial thought was that pirates roamed the oceans, and even the navy would find it difficult to find them. If he could obtain more accurate information from "White Shark", then of course he could directly provide service at his door. If not, he could use This identity and appearance are used as bait to attract some pirates who know the goods to the predetermined location to complete the initial hunting.

After discovering that "White Shark" was able to contact Old Quinn, the intelligence officer of "Admiral of Blood", Klein's plan was perfected, that is, to obtain the password content and spectrum band, monitor the corresponding situation, and grasp the target's movements. And interfere with the divination, and then at the most appropriate time, use the combination of powerful magical items and weak adventurers as bait to catch a few big fish.

"The problem now is that I don't have a monitoring device... I can't buy it at sea... With the status of 'World', please ask Miss 'Justice' or 'Magician' to help purchase a set in Backlund. The way of offering sacrifices is 'delivery'... this is the advantage of the Tarot Club!" Thinking of this, Klein felt a burst of emotion.

Seeing that the White Agate was in sight, he quickened his pace a little, and found Donna's family, Cleves and others returning from another street.

Cleves greeted him with a nod of his head, and when they met formally, he said in a low voice, "I heard there was trouble at 'Flying Fish and Wine'?"

The news is very well-informed, and I am quite familiar with Damir Port... Klein drew the corners of his mouth and replied flatly: "I just taught two liars a lesson."

Cleves frowned slightly, and suddenly felt that his judgment of Gehrman Sparrow was somewhat wrong.

After observing and getting along with him before, he thinks that although the young adventurer is a bit sharp, reserved, and cold, he is still a person with a smile, good manners, and knowing how to advance and retreat. But now, he is a little uncertain. Sure enough, I just felt that deep in the other party's heart, there might be a flame of madness hidden.

At this time, Donna's father interjected and asked, "Mr. Cleves, who is this?"

"A colleague, Gehrman Sparrow." Cleves introduced very simply.

Klein smiled politely and stretched out his right palm: "It's an honor to meet you. If you need to hire someone in the future and you can't find Cleves and the others, you can consider me."

"No problem, I hope you are as strong and professional as them!" Donna's father shook hands with Klein enthusiastically, and introduced himself, "Uldi Blanche." JrNovels.com