Percodo took out the parchment from his pocket and drew a portrait based on the two people's oral complaints. He drew very quickly and finished it in less than ten minutes.
Percodo raised the painting in front of the two of them, "Did the homeless man you first saw look like this?"
The first person to be caught nodded, wondering why Percodo didn't draw the murderer, but instead drew a homeless man who had nothing to do with the whole thing.
Some townspeople expressed his doubts on his behalf, "Magic Percodo, why did you paint his portrait?"
Percodo put the quill in his pocket and raised the painting in the air. "Look carefully at his appearance. Which of you has seen him?"
The townspeople shook their heads after observing carefully.
Percodo rolled up the painting and said in a very affirmative tone, "With so many people in this town, how is it possible that no one has seen this person?"
"Why would he be there in the middle of the night?"
"Why is he observing that cruel man?"
"The cruel man clearly saw him, why didn't he arrest him?"
"Don't you think this is all very suspicious?"
Percodo revealed all the doubts about Jiang Yingbai, disrupting the townspeople's original thinking.
Some townspeople thought about it carefully, and it seemed that this was really the case, "So he is..."
Percodo replied, "It's obvious that he is the leader. He hides among the homeless in order to select targets for the captors and give them a break."
"Why didn't the captor arrest him? That's because he wanted to put on a show for us," Percodo said, pointing to the person who was initially captured.
"Because he saw him, the leader, in order to hide his identity, put on a show with the captor, just to deceive us."
When the townspeople heard what Percodo said, they all thought that the homeless man was a murderer.
Although Percodo's words were full of loopholes, no one doubted them, and everyone automatically ignored the unreasonable points.
The two also believed Percodo's words and both expressed their intention to catch him with their own hands.
Percodo took out a stack of paper from his pocket, put the white paper and the portrait together, waved his wand at the paper a few times, and said a magic spell, and the blank paper instantly turned into paper like the portrait.
In just five seconds, Percodo had 500 portraits of homeless people in his hands.
Percodo sent the portraits to the surrounding townspeople and said in a calm voice, "Post these portraits. Dangerous people will never be allowed to appear in Pingyu Town. We must find him tomorrow."
The townspeople dispersed the portraits, and everyone was full of fighting spirit. They shouted, "Magic Percodo is smart and witty."
They all believed that as long as they listened to the words of Magician Percodo, they would find that person out quickly.
No one doubted Percodo's words, and no one thought carefully about the matter from beginning to end.
Trusting Percodo seemed to be engraved in their bones.
The townspeople took the portraits and left the square, looking for where they wanted to put them.
Percodo stood there, stroking his red and swollen nose with his fingers. It didn't hurt but was a little itchy. The magic light flashed, and the red and swollen nose disappeared instantly.
This wound was nothing to him, it was just a matter of words.
Percodo, not Abel. As soon as Abel, who had fled in a hurry, arrived home, the townspeople knocked on his door.
Abel only had time to change clothes and forgot to hide the wound on his head. After using the transformation technique to change his appearance, Abel opened the door and followed the townspeople to the square.
Fortunately, the townspeople were so stupid that they only cared about whether Abel was seriously injured, not where he got his wounds.
Percodo looked at the alley where Jiang Yingbai disappeared before and laughed suddenly.
Although it was a pity to let the other party escape tonight, as long as the other party did not leave Pingyu Town tonight, he would be able to catch him tomorrow.
And the other party must have never imagined that the town would be plastered with his portraits tomorrow.
Thinking of this, Abel smiled and walked home.
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7:40
Jiang Yingbai, Xia, and Luo Ta were sitting in the restaurant.
Luota frowned. He looked at the portrait at hand from time to time, and then looked at Jiang Yingbai.
Jiang Yingbai was eating breakfast with a few mouthfuls of bread and a mouthful of milk.
The bread is very soft and steamy, with three colors of fillings inside, a layer of honey on the outside, and some sesame seeds sprinkled on the surface.
The bread in front of Xia didn't move. She was staring at Jiang Yingbai eating and giggling.
Luo Ta's brows furrowed even more. He thought about his words. After shaking his head and confirming that there was no one around, Luo Ta lowered his voice and spoke to Jiang Yingbai.
"Now the town is full of your portraits."
Jiang Yingbai nodded while eating and said vaguely, "Yeah."
Lotta was dumbfounded, and doubts and disbelief filled Lotta's head.
What was her reaction? What happened last night?
Does she understand that the current situation is very critical?
Isn't she afraid of being discovered?
Jiang Yingbai took a sip of milk and swallowed it with the bread in his mouth, "Don't worry, they won't find me."
Seeing that Jiang Yingbai stopped eating, Xia glanced at Luo Ta with some dissatisfaction.
Lotta looked innocent, why were the two of them not nervous at all? Their enemies are the whole town! There is also a magician inside!
You must know that even if you are a newbie magician, killing these three ordinary people is just a matter of waving your magic wand!
There is only a dead end for them to confront the magician head-on.
The more Luota thought about it, the more panicked she became. No, she had to come up with a countermeasure.
Lotta patted the table slightly and stood up, and said to the two of them, "No, it's too dangerous here. Let's leave Pingyu Town quickly!"
Jiang Yingbai refused without even thinking, "No."
Lotta was puzzled, "Why?"
Jiang Yingbai wiped her mouth with a napkin. After wiping, she slowly explained, "If you leave at this time, you will be easily spotted, and you will have a guilty conscience, you know."
Of course, another reason why Jiang Yingbai didn't want to leave was that she didn't get the commission fee.
If the commission was very difficult, Jiang Yingbai would leave voluntarily without being reminded. But now that she is completely able to complete the commission, there is no reason to leave the money without making any money.
Jiang Yingbai was very sure that Abel was Percodo. No one except Percodo could throw all the blame on her in just one night.
Unfortunately, he was doomed to fail because he would never see the person in the portrait again.
Lotta sat back in the chair, lowered his head and sighed. He could only take one step at a time. If it was not possible, he could just run away by himself. He asked, "What do you think?"
Jiang Yingbai pushed Luo Ta's untouched breakfast towards him, "Eat it, it will get cold if you don't eat it. Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion. You and Xia just stay here."
Lotta looked at the bread on the table. The crust of the bread was slightly dented, and it was indeed getting cold.
Lotta felt panicked, but had no choice. He picked up the bread and opened his mouth to bite off half of the bread. His cheeks were bulging as he chewed the bread with great effort, like a little hamster.
Xia thought he was very hungry and quickly handed his bread to Lotta.
Luota was stunned for a while when he saw this. He suddenly figured out that he should give Jiang Yingbai more trust. After all, they were friends.
