In the afternoon, Agnes followed Alyssa on the carriage heading to Qiangang District.
"Jermain Moody is a worker at the Orlando Freight Company in Qiangang District. He is 28 years old this year. Both his parents are dead. He is not married and has no children. He came to Feneport City three years ago and has no close friends here. A few days ago Fired by Orlando Trucking Company." Alyssa said, waving the information transferred from the police station.
"Such a clean interpersonal relationship is obviously problematic. It's almost like a fake identity." Agnes took the information from Alyssa, flipped through it, and then said.
Alyssa nodded in agreement and said: "The carriage will be closer to the streets in Qiangang District, and then we will walk there. Germaine Moody lives on Canal Street."
"Okay." Agnes nodded.
Alyssa looked at Agnes carefully, and then flipped through her toolbox next to her.
Agnes checked her clothes in confusion and found nothing wrong.
"There's nothing wrong with your clothes, Agnes. I just noticed that you seem to have an aristocratic temperament that needs to be restrained. Why didn't you notice it before you got in the car?"
Before getting on the carriage, Alyssa took out a set of student clothes that were washed a little white and asked Agnes to change into them. She herself changed into a set of darker-colored clothes, changed her hairstyle, and put on some makeup, making her look older.
The two sets of clothes Alyssa chose were both very clean, but if you look carefully, you will find some fraying spots that have been carefully mended at the corners and cuffs. After putting them on, they fit the kind of clothes that come from a poor family. , but also the kind of person who strives to live a decent life.
"There is some conflict between your temperament and this outfit. Although it is not very obvious, it is best to cover it up. After all, we may encounter the Beyonder of the Thief Sequence."
Alyssa took out two bottles of liquid foundation that looked similar but had some slight differences, compared them with Agnes's skin color, and then applied each one near Agnes' eyes.
"Using makeup technology, we can round the inner corners of the eyes and extend the ends of the eyes downward to make the lines of the eyes softer, so that your temperament will appear more harmless." Alyssa said while talking to Agnes He moved around his eyes and said casually.
"Okay, take a look." Alyssa looked at Agnes with satisfaction, and then placed a mirror in front of Agnes.
Agnes looked in the mirror. The girl in the mirror looked not only harmless, but also a little... pitiful.
Although Agnes was a little sickly due to long-term illness, this month, due to the changes brought about by the fighting class training and potions, coupled with the temperament cultivated as the daughter of an earl, and the careful dressing she usually wears. By avoiding highlighting this trait, the morbid feeling of weakness has been almost completely concealed. But today, after changing her clothes and removing the influence of her temperament, Agnes found that the girl in the mirror still looked weak.
Agnes suddenly felt a little irritable. This realization made her feel as if the gorgeous cover on the surface had been lifted, revealing the ugly and withered reality underneath.
"You see, the current appearance is more in line with the characteristics of Qiangang District. Although her family is poor, she studies well and hopes to change her destiny through study. I am your mother's youngest sister. You are currently staying at my house." Alyssa said happily.
Agnes suppressed the irritability in her heart, nodded, and responded: "Okay, Alyssa, do we need to change our names?"
"I think you don't need it. As for me, just call me Ally Warren." Alyssa smiled and said.
"Okay, then, Aunt Ellie?" Agnes asked in a teasing tone.
"Well, Agnes, what's wrong?" Alyssa replied pretending to be serious, and then she and Agnes laughed together.
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The carriage soon stopped at a seemingly deserted street corner, and Agnes and Alyssa got off the carriage.
"Go this way." Alyssa raised her eyebrows at Agnes, and then climbed up the wall next to her.
Agnes was stunned for a moment, then followed Alyssa and climbed up, being careful to avoid rubbing her clothes.
"This is Pierre Street in Qiangang District." Alyssa explained in a low voice.
"Alyssa, you seem to be very familiar with the streets here?" Agnes asked.
"I have learned about the situation on the streets here in detail before. After all, most of the cases I take over require covert investigation to avoid alerting the snake. In order to facilitate the investigation, it is necessary to understand the environment near the target in advance." Alyssa replied in a low voice. .
"Okay, from now on, I will be your Aunt Ali." Alisha warned.
Alyssa climbed down the wall, and there was a dark alley below, with no one there.
Agnes turned over and walked out of the alley with Alyssa.
Pierre Street was quite clean. Alyssa and Agnes quickly walked out of Pierre Street and came to a dilapidated and dirty street. Agnes knew that this was Canal Street.
Canal Street can be regarded as a place where the relatively low-income residents of Fenerport City live. Since it is the street closest to the dock in Qiangang District, most of the residents here are dock workers, and the public security is relatively chaotic. But since most of the people who can live here have jobs, it is not the most chaotic street.
Due to lack of maintenance, there are deep and shallow potholes on the street ground. The stagnant water caused by unknown reasons remains in them, fermenting an unpleasant smell. Some of the houses were either half demolished or half collapsed, and the color of the bricks was exposed, with unexplained patterns painted on them by naughty children. The undisciplined children on the street pointed at the two people walking from the street. The thin old man with pale hair sat in the shadow of the cracked wall, weaving with reeds collected from the Essour River. What.
Alyssa took Agnes to the downstairs of a dilapidated small building.
Alyssa took out a crumpled piece of paper from her pocket that she didn't know when she had put it in, and carefully checked the blue house number on the door of the building, looking hesitant.
"Girl, who are you looking for?" An old lady who looked to be sixty or seventy years old asked in her old voice at the door of the building. She had some unclear speech due to missing teeth.
Alyssa hesitated for a moment, then walked forward and asked, "Does Germaine Moody live here?"
"Polite boy." The old lady smiled and said, "Yes, right here. What are you doing with that rude guy?"
Alyssa looked embarrassed, and seemed to have an indescribable sense of sadness.
The old lady shook her head, sighed, and said with some pity, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it. I'll know it as soon as I see it."
"He lives in the innermost room on the second floor. I didn't see him come out today, so he is probably at home," the old lady said.
Alyssa thanked the old lady and walked upstairs with Agnes.
