"Maric." The young man responded, "Is this the information you got from the upper echelons of the blood clan?"

Emlyn froze for a moment, then clicked his tongue, "You guys are smarter than I thought."

In this way, he affirmed the other party's guess.

Maric took a slow breath, leaned forward slightly and said, "How did you find out that we exist from Ian?"

Emlyn then leaned against the wall and said with a smile, "Human beings smell like humans, and resentful souls have the smell of resentful souls."

Maric was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "You blood race really want to deal with members of the Rose School of Thought in Backlund?"

"Important members." Emlyn replied emphatically.

"If this is the case, I can use myself as bait to help you catch members of the Rose School of Thought, but I need confirmation." Maric rubbed his eyes, and said bluntly, "I know you can't make a decision, you go back and ask for instructions first." The upper echelons of the blood clan, get the necessary promises, and after that, you know where to find us."

Speaking of this, he handed out a document bag in his hand: "This is from Ian to you. Follow Ernes Boyar's initial feedback, and several bounty hunters jointly completed it."

Emlyn took the file bag and nodded seriously, "Okay."

After the "Wraith" on the other side disappeared, Emlyn White withdrew his gaze, untied the thin thread of the document bag in his hand, and pulled out the documents inside.

After reading one by one, Emlyn has roughly grasped Ernes Boyar's whereabouts:

This Viscount of the blood clan usually does not have regular activities, either at home, or to visit exhibitions, or to taste wine in manors outside the city, or to accompany his female companions to visit several major department stores, or ask some girls to be models for painting, like a normal wealthy man. money people.

However, Ernes has been going to the St. George area every other day recently to oversee the renovation of the furniture factory he invested in, trying to restore it to use as soon as possible.

As a result, the blood viscount's life was repeated. Every other day, the activity venue was repeated, the route along the route was repeated, and the place for lunch was repeated.

Emlyn raised his hands and pressed the foreheads on both sides, and carefully extracted three scenes suitable for hands-on from the information:

One is the interior or entrance of the furniture factory run by Ernest Boyar; the other is St. Hirland Square, where he will stop to eat and feed the birds on the way home; the third is the Backlund Bridge�unless the other party is willing to go around a long way It's a long way, otherwise you must pass through here when you go from home to St. George's District.

These three places all meet the requirements of crowds and clutter, but the Backlund Bridge has too few access passages. If both ends are guarded, you can only leave by jumping into the river. It is a fool's choice... St. Hirland Square belongs to St. Hirland Plaza. The church is the center of the Church of Steam in Backlund, and even the entire Loen. The Second Holy See, in line with Mr. "The Hanged Man"'s proposal, can effectively control the extent of possible conflicts and interfere with subsequent divination and investigation... Gradually, Mulyn had a tendency in his mind.

And once there is a tendency, creatures will unconsciously look for more reasons, and Emlyn is undoubtedly the same. The more he thinks about it, the more he feels that St. Hirland Square can meet almost all requirements:

First of all, Ernes will stay there for a long time and have lunch at a Sivelas-style restaurant-this blood viscount was born in Sivelas County;

Secondly, there are many stations for trams, people come and go, mainly in the middle and lower floors, and accidents often happen;

Again, starting from there, if you don't pass the Backlund Bridge, you will enter the southern area of ??the bridge, which is not that far away from the Harvest Church;

Finally, at exactly twelve o'clock at noon, the church of St. Hirland would blow steam, turn the levers, and ring the bell, and no one's attention would not be attracted.

It's here... Emlyn quickly made a decision, raised his right hand, straightened his bow tie, and his red eyes were full of expectation.

At this moment, he suddenly frowned, realizing something was wrong:

Place Saint-Herran is simply too hands-on!

Suitable to meet almost every condition!

Will Ernes be wary of my revenge? How could he let himself stay in this environment for a long time? Even if he is too stupid to think of it, will the earls remind him? The corner of Emlyn's mouth curled up a little, and he already understood the reason:

St. Hirland's Square is the place of action designated "for him" by the upper echelon of the Blood Race!

Heh... Emlyn laughed, but the corner of his mouth did not let go. JrNovels.com