"Miss, please come with me." The old policeman smiled at Agnes and said in a gentle tone.
He walked out of the office and took Agnes to the corridor on the other side of the building.
He took Agnes into a large office, where there were several police officers immersed in files.
The old police officer walked to the table of a middle-aged police officer and tapped the corner of the table twice with his fingers.
"Harriman, this lady is looking for the place responsible for issuing bounty announcements and issuing search warrants for bounty hunters." the old police officer said.
Harriman looked up from the pile of files and looked at Agnes. His eyes were a little blue and black, and he seemed to be lacking sleep.
Agnes smiled politely and said, "Ella Boethia, a registered bounty hunter."
"Are you licensed to practice?" Harriman asked.
"Of course." Agnes took out an ID card from her pocket and handed it to Harriman.
"Are you planning to carry out activities in Bodivia in the future?" Harriman took out a thick booklet from the drawer and asked while registering the information on the certificate.
"No, I'm just preparing to make some money." Agnes said honestly.
"Ah, I understand, I understand," Harriman raised his head and glanced at Agnes and said, "As long as the reward is right, bounty hunters can basically do anything."
Harriman returned the certificate to Agnes and said: "You were registered in Feneport City. The situation in Bodivia and Feneport City is a little different. I think I need to evaluate your level."
"You should know the requirements for accepting bounty missions from the National Police Agency." Harriman asked, picking up a thick folder from the table.
"Of course, if there is no difference between the requirements here and Feneport City." Agnes nodded and said.
After getting the identity certificate of "Ella Boethia", Agnes learned about the relevant requirements, which were nothing more than some basic regulations:
Keep the mission secret, bear the operating expenses yourself, and prepare your own tools. If you harm unrelated civilians or cause the death of non-death-row prisoners, they will not pay the bounty and hold them accountable. If they are caught performing illegal tasks assigned by them, they will be given certain help according to the situation. Individual illegal behavior Or no support will be given if someone is arrested for violating the law entrusted by others...
To be honest, these regulations are only that binding for bounty hunters walking in the gray area. Even if the requirements mentioned that they can get "help" from the National Police Agency, no bounty hunter would count on it. After all, who knows the police? Are you just being polite?
However, most of the bounty hunters who did not pay the bounty remembered clearly. After all, no one wanted to work for a long time without getting a penny.
"Okay, I see that you are good at fighting in your profile, and there happens to be an arrest mission here." Harriman took out a file from the folder and handed it to Agnes.
Agnes read carefully.
The target's name is Antoine Gardner, a member of the violent society the Sturt Brothers. The Police Department issued a wanted order for him due to a murder case at the beginning of the month, with a reward of 250 gold riso. The file contains the scope of his daily activities, but the Police Department failed to arrest him, and instead placed his arrest mission on a bounty mission. The main reason was that Antoine escaped to Art Street.
It is clearly written in the file that the St. Brotherhood has a relatively large power in Art Street, and there are people who do everything in it, including robbing, stealing, and selling contraband. They are considered a member of Bodivia. cancer.
Agnes is not sure why the Police Department did not start clearing out the situation of the St. Brotherhood even though they knew about it, but it is simply that the investment is not proportional to the results, or some other darker reasons that cannot be named.
After all, according to the situation in the files, most of the people living in Art Street are drug addicts, homeless people, and the like, and the situation is similar in the streets next to it. If regular police officers go in, the target will probably know their whereabouts and run away before they reach the target's location.
Agnes raised her head and looked at Harriman thoughtfully. Harriman smiled and said nothing.
"Okay, I'll take it." Agnes raised her eyebrows and said.
...
Agnes lowered her hat a little with her left hand, and put her right hand in her leather coat pocket to hold the pistol.
Well, the pistol is actually just a supplement to a certain extent for her now. After all, the "werewolf"'s best weapons are her claws and teeth.
She just wanted the people staring at her to guess she had a gun on her. When Agnes walked into this street, she felt many malicious eyes on her. For her whose perception had been enhanced several times, these eyes were like needle pricks. She could even The source of these sights is clearly felt.
You have to show some strength when walking in these places, otherwise you have to deal with a bunch of people, which is really troublesome.
Agnes casually grabbed the hand reaching for her pocket and raised her head slightly to look at the other person.
The owner of the hand is a pale and skinny man with sunken eye sockets, who looks like a drug addict.
The man tried to break away from Agnes and grabbed his hand. Agnes smiled maliciously, and the force on her hand caused the wrist joint of the hand to dislocate, causing a moan to escape from the man's mouth.
"Quiet, sir, you don't seem to be very smart." Agnes showed a malicious smile to the man, and then she pulled the frightened man into a deserted alley. Then he let go.
The man looked like he was squatting on the ground and hugging his head very skillfully. His dislocated hand resting on his head looked a little funny.
Agnes couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, raised her foot and kicked the other person, and asked: "Do you think I want to beat you?"
The man looked up at Agnes with some flinching, and then lowered his head in fright at the slight malice in Agnes's eyes.
Agnes also squatted down with interest, showed a slightly malicious smile, pulled the other person's hair, and forced the man to look at her.
"Are you from the Ste Brotherhood?" Agnes asked, staring closely into the other person's eyes.
The man hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in Agnes's sight.
"You should be the little trash in the Ste Brotherhood with your behavior." Agnes asked with a smile.
"you......"
The man's face instantly turned red and he tried to say something, but was defeated by Agnes's malicious smile and said nothing.
"Relax and ask a question. If you can answer it, I'll let you go today." Agnes patted the man on the shoulder and said with a smile.
"Do you know Antoine Gardner?" she asked, looking closely into his eyes.
