Phagoro leaned on the sofa and raised his thighs.
"I need to know first if you have any special requirements for the target before I can give you any suggestions."
Varina thought for a moment and replied: "I hope it's the kind of damn person, well, just..."
"No need to say anything, I understand."
Figaro interrupted Varina's description, with a smirk on his face, "I understand, it's the same for the first time. I have such a target recommendation, as long as you agree to one request of mine."
"What's the request?" Varina suddenly had a bad feeling.
Figaro sat up, looked at Varina for a few times, and then said: "It's a verbal agreement. If one day in the future, I want your help with something, you must remember this favor today."
So...he's not greedy for my body, right? But this guy is Sequence 8, and his promotion is faster than mine... I understand, is he not planning to continue to be promoted? Well, this is the most likely possibility. Other things... forget about it. Anyway, this guy is not serious and must have a bit of a bad taste.
The more Warina thought about it, the more chilled he felt in his heart. He had to hold it back and confirmed: "It's just a verbal agreement. It doesn't go against my will, and there is no danger to my life?"
"That's right." Feigeluo nodded, "Don't worry, I have reached such an agreement with many promising quasi-assassins."
Varina thought carefully and thought that this bait could be eaten first, "Okay, tell me your suggestions."
Anyway, if the other party is not promoted, I will be higher than him when he makes a request. If he is promoted, the premise of making the request will no longer be established.
"Look at this."
Phagoro quickly pulled out a contract and said:
"Old Viscount Stott, whose financial situation is in poor condition, lives at 103 Berklund Street in the North District. In order to alleviate the financial crisis, he secretly controlled the Blood Bottle Gang in the East District to make money."
"How is it? It meets your requirements, right?"
…
In the morning, Welker Clothing Shop, No. 78 Zotland Street, Tingen City, Ahova County.
While Varina was searching for Ketra's law firm, a cloakroom employee at work checked the mailbox and found a letter addressed to his boss.
"The letter from Backlund... give it to the boss when he comes." The clerk in a red vest shook his head, took the letter and the newspaper into the store, and placed them in the corner of the counter.
Later in the evening, the shop owner, who was wearing a woolen coat, took a car to his garment workshop in the suburbs. When he passed by the store, he came in to inspect it. He got the letter and stuffed it into his coat pocket.
In the afternoon, while enjoying afternoon tea, the shopkeeper remembered the letter in his pocket, so he opened it and read:
"...Old friend, I'm sorry to tell you the bad news. Your nephew has disappeared in the East District, and this usually means death."
"... He seemed to have had trouble with the gang before he disappeared. The theory I learned is that he stole something, but I don't think this theory is credible."
"...In short, no one will investigate the disappearance in the East District. This matter is probably over."
The shopkeeper put down the letter, and after a long silence, he let out a long sigh.
…
Afternoon, Backlund, Queens.
In the luxurious villa of Earl Hall, a salon related to occultism was held during afternoon tea time.
The rich aroma of the top Feneport Saint-Desire coffee wafts out, and the beautiful taste of Queen's black tea combines to form an intoxicating odor movement. They surround the elegant three-layer bracket, setting off each portion of delicious food. An exquisite dessert.
Audrey invited Viscount Gray Lint, Viscount Learson's youngest son Cons, as well as several aristocratic children such as Murray, Christine, and Jane.
They are basically people who are interested in mysticism and have formed a small circle of like-minded people.
As the conversation progressed, they gradually talked about the most recent incident related to occultism that had the widest impact - His Majesty the King ordered the search for a special mirror.
Since all extraordinary mirrors were handed over to MI9 for inspection, everyone's attention naturally focused on Cons Learson, who worked for MI9, hoping to get some inside information.
Among them, Audrey was in the most urgent mood.
It can be said that this is the main purpose of Audrey inviting these noble friends to come to the party, but due to her good family education, she will not show it obviously.
"There are some things I'm not comfortable answering," said Cons, a tall and thin young gentleman, taking a sip of coffee. "Furthermore, I'm not qualified to know many things. All I can say are the facts that I've seen myself and that don't violate the confidentiality clause." .”
After all, Kang Si had been tempered by MI9. His mind was sharper than the others present, and he was vaguely aware of Audrey's thoughts.
He glanced at Audrey discreetly, and seeing that she was obviously focused, he planned to say more, even if it was a little out of line.
"First of all, the inspection work has been completed and most of the items have been returned to their original owners, with only two exceptions."
"They are a bronze mirror with an ancient pattern and a foldable glass mirror. All other mirrors, no matter how strange their abilities are, are judged to be ordinary by experts."
"Ordinary?" Murray couldn't help but interjected: "Oh my God, I have never seen an item with magical abilities. Can such a rare thing be judged as ordinary?"
Viscount Grayling's curiosity was also aroused: "Can you tell me what kind of abilities they have?"
"Let me talk about the two mirrors that were left behind first."
Kang Si took another sip of coffee and continued:
"Let's talk about the bronze mirror first. It is the most common of all mirrors. No matter how you look at it, it just looks like an ordinary object, but it is also the one that has attracted the most attention from the expert. From this point of view, perhaps it is the most mysterious. of."
"Let's talk about that portable mirror. It is very special at first glance. Some pictures will appear on the mirror. Some are scenes from somewhere in reality, and some are like weird worlds that are indescribable like oil paintings. This is a very dangerous sealed object. "
"How dangerous is it?" Christine raised her slender, white right arm and shook it gently.
"Mortal danger."
Conse stared at Christine with admonishing eyes, then glanced at several other people, and then followed up: "It will send people nearby to the place where the picture is, as long as your figure is reflected on the mirror. "
Such a strange ability made several noble disciples couldn't help but let out a soft sigh. Even Audrey, who paid attention to her manners, covered her slightly opened lips with her hands.
Then, they picked up desserts and drinks in unison to cover up their little gaffe.
After a brief silence, their eyes returned to Cons, and Audrey asked:
"How should we deal with such a dangerous item?"
Kang Si's heart was moved when he heard this, and he thought for a moment before replying:
"That pocket mirror cannot be returned to its original owner, but he should have received equal compensation."
"As for the bronze mirror..." Conse glanced at Audrey secretly again, "We are still discussing with experts how to deal with it, and there should be results in the next few days."
"What I can be sure of is that no matter how we deal with it, His Majesty the King will ensure that it is fair and reasonable."
Audrey lowered her eyes, hiding her disappointed look, and praised His Majesty the King with her friends.
"I'm still a little curious," Viscount Grayling asked, "Who is the expert appointed by His Majesty the King? Do we know each other?"
Kang Si frowned slightly after hearing this, pinched his nose, and replied:
"That was a strange lady in military uniform, who arrived accompanied by Major General Qonas Kilger, deputy chief of staff. None of us knew her."
"Don't ask any more, or I will be imprisoned."
This concludes the topic of kings and mirrors.
Soon, they discussed other occult-related matters until the salon was over.
