After two slices of buttered toast, Varina took another sip of the ordinary cup of coffee, and then felt his stomach warm up.
He opened the "Backlund Morning News" he bought from the newsboy, intending to look for any news related to the Boiling Blood Bar last night.
Last night, after leaving the chance of escape to the lady, he left.
Therefore, he didn't know how the situation there would develop.
Will she escape alone? Or will you bring everyone with you? Will they be able to escape successfully? When will the Blood Bottle Gang discover the problem?
All this is unknown to him.
"Huh? How come there are no relevant reports?"
Turning roughly to one side, Varina found no news as expected.
"It shouldn't be. How come there's no news at all?"
He flipped through it more carefully, but still didn't see the relevant content.
This time he was sure that there was indeed no news.
So they didn't manage to escape? Or is it that the person who escaped did not report the crime...
Varina didn't think much more, anyway, the outcome of this matter would not affect his plan.
As for those detained, the opportunity has been given to them. If they failed to seize it, Varina could only say it was a pity.
He closed the newspaper, drank the coffee, stood up and left the cafe.
He planned to go to Phagoro to see if there was a suitable assassination mission.
Last night, when he killed the unknown gang member, relying on the strong fear of the other party before his death and his own mentality of deciding life and death at that time, he had a real sense of relief that the pressure was released.
This should be the feeling of digesting part of the magic potion through "acting method".
Also last night, he got the list record, and the unexpected incident of identity exposure was no longer a problem.
So now, he has enough energy to devote to digesting the magic potion and improving the sequence.
…
On Moise Street, Varina got off the public carriage, checked the direction, and walked towards Ketra Law Firm.
In the office, Varina met the "instigator" Phagoro for the third time.
"Nice to meet you, my friend." Phagoro's enthusiasm was a bit exaggerated, "I thought you would definitely come to me in the next few days."
He smiled and said: "Now that you are here, it means that you have escaped from the ordinary."
"Congratulations, Mr. Assassin."
Compared to the other party's exaggerated enthusiasm, Varina's response seemed very cold.
He nodded, smiled reluctantly, and then explained the purpose of his visit: "I came to see if there is any task suitable for me."
"there must be."
Phagoro sat on the sofa in the reception area, pulled out a stack of contracts, and said to himself:
"I guess this time you must be asking for commissions that don't have to be disguised as the cause of death, but can directly show the blood."
"This kind of commission is not too many, but there are some."
"Let me take a look... this... and this... this is not bad, you should take a look at them all."
Varina sat next to him and looked at several of the commissions he had pulled out, and found a familiar target—Eugene, the leader of the Squirrel Gang.
Why is this guy on the list again?
Could it be that the boss of the Dead Eel Gang was entrusted by the president?
In one month, they can save another 250 pounds in commission fees?
"Is there anything else? Like a gang boss."
Varina was suddenly curious as to whether the boss of the Dead Eel Gang was on the list of entrustment contracts.
"I'll look for it some more," Figero flipped through it for a while and pulled out two more contracts. "There should be only so many targets involved in gangs."
"How about it, which one do you choose?"
Varina did not see the commission from the leader of the Dead Eel Gang in those contracts.
He hesitated and chose Eugene as his target.
Phagero didn't say much about his choice. He found another page of documents and put it on the coffee table, saying:
"This is the information provided by the customer, take a look."
Varina straightened the document and moved his eyes upward.
Soon, he finished reading the document.
According to what is written on it, the Gray Rat Gang in Eugene occupies many small and medium-sized docks, and their main business is passenger shipping on both sides of the Tusok River.
Eugene himself lives on River Bend Avenue in the south area of the bridge, and travels to and from the dock area by boat every day.
"It's a little difficult," Phagoro looked at it and said, "At least it's hard for you to find a chance when he's on the boat."
"Luckily he won't be sitting on the boat all the time."
Varina put away the contract and documents while replying, then said goodbye and left.
…
At seven o'clock in the evening, Varina and Hugh met again on White Rum Street.
It was still the same street restaurant, and the two of them still chose seats by the window in the corner.
Xio put out a piece of paper and said:
"According to the information you gave me, I found that Kirk and asked for some new things. Among them was what you wanted, the statement that you had been to the Boiling Blood Bar."
"Are your things ready?"
Varina took out the notebook from his arms and spread it out in front of Xio.
"I got it last night, you can take a look."
"Cruz's name is also on it. We can hand over the information about his disappearance to Zariel to strengthen the persuasiveness."
Having said this, Varina paused and asked:
"Is there anything unusual at the Boiling Blood Bar today?"
"There were a lot of people imprisoned in the dungeon of that bar. I created a chance for them last night. I don't know if they managed to escape."
Xio flipped through his notes, heard Varina's question, recalled it, and discovered the problem belatedly.
"There are some problems. They have strengthened the guard... Moreover, I heard from the drinkers that they bought a batch of piglets in the morning."
"I was still surprised at the time, but now with the news from you, I finally understand what's going on."
Let's put it this way...that means someone escaped without reporting it, and the Blood Bottle Gang is covering up the purpose of the dungeon.
"I understand too." Varina nodded.
Just when he was still trying to unify his words with Xio and make an appointment to mislead Zerrell tomorrow, the crimson moonlight outside the glass window, diluted by the light of the gas street lamp, suddenly became darker and thicker.
The two looked out the window and found that the cloudy night sky had become clear, and the red moon, which was more than a semicircle, was clearly revealed.
Its outline quickly plumped up, and in just a second or two, it turned into a full moon, as red as blood.
It's been less than two weeks since the last full moon.
According to the normal calendar, the next full moon should be twenty days away. '
So this is...
"Blood Moon!"
A little worry appeared on Xio's face, and he subconsciously glanced in the northwest direction. Somewhere in that direction was the house she and Forsi rented.
Varina looked at the bloody full moon in the clear night sky, suddenly remembered something, and subconsciously looked in a certain direction.
