"The target is a senior sailor with outstanding water mobility... A reasonable inference is that his place of residence will not be too far from the river. In the event of an accident, it will be the best choice for him to escape safely..."

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"In summary, we can outline the scope of the target's activities. He lives not far from the Backlund Bridge area. Consider the West District and the banks of the Tussock River in the Jorwood District..."

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"The information you gave can only be deduced from these contents."

Although I didn't understand it very clearly, it seemed to make sense... Xio and Forsi glanced at each other, nodded solemnly, took back the information, and stood up to leave.

Looking at the backs of his assistants sending the two ladies out, the gray-haired Isinger took out a brass ornament from his vest pocket. It was a pocket-sized book that was spread out. In the center of the book was a vertical s eyes.

Essinger shook the rocking chair slightly, rubbed the jewelry, and whispered to himself: "Has Qilingus sneaked into Backlund?"

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Pritz Harbor, in a certain basement.

"The Hanged Man" Argel sat on a chair, coldly looking at the wriggling and struggling man in front of him.

This man was dressed as a sailor, his head was completely covered by a light blue water film, and his face was suffocated purple.

His hands kept grabbing and pulling at his face, but he could only shake out drops of liquid.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and gave a signal to surrender.

The corner of Alger's mouth curled up, and he clapped his hands casually.

The light blue water film immediately disintegrated, turned into raindrops, and fell to the ground.

The man dressed as a sailor gasped for breath until he coughed violently, until his heart tore and his lungs were shattered.

When the other party calmed down, Alger leaned back slightly, imitating the calm and indifferent tone of the fool and said: "Tell me, Qilingus' purpose for going to Backlund."

"He, he is here to complete a commission, but I don't know exactly what it is." The pirate completely lost the will to resist, and replied honestly and frankly, "I only know the benefits he may get, Zilinger Si once proudly mentioned in front of us that if things go well this time, he will get an item he has dreamed of for a long time, and the 'four kings' in the pirates will also become the 'five kings'."

Items that have been dreamed of for a long time? Alger frowned, lost in thought.

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On Monday morning, Klein still couldn't rest, and continued to check houses with red chimneys in Tingen City as planned.

Unfortunately, this time, he still failed to find the target.

He came home around noon, reheated last night's leftovers, ate a loaf of oatmeal bread, and slept for an hour.

At 2:40, Klein put down the book in his hand, sealed the bedroom spiritually, and entered the mysterious space above the gray mist again.

He casually sat at the head of the long bronze table, not caring about the frequency of the "sun" heartbeat, stretched out his right hand, and responded in advance.

In the City of Silver.

Derrick Berg was sweating on the training ground, and suddenly he was in a trance. He saw thick gray fog, and he saw "The Fool" sitting on a high-back chair deep in the gray fog.

He was startled for a moment, then immediately stopped moving and lowered his head.

When the "illusion" disappeared, he silently counted his heartbeats, and walked quickly to the rest area holding a silver-white straight sword. JrNovels.com