They all call me master

The huge explosion woke up Haite, who was already in a light sleep.

Starting in the evening, the owner of 'Haite Furniture Store' felt uneasy, as if something big was about to happen.

At this moment, when he heard the huge explosion, Haite's expression immediately changed and he turned over and sat up.

because--

The direction of the explosion was Alta Square!

‘Something happened in the bell tower! ’

Haite didn't bother to check it carefully. When this idea appeared in his heart, the owner of Haite Furniture Store crawled towards the secret passage under the bed.

Relying on his superb carpentry skills, the furniture store owner built himself a slide-like emergency escape route.

This passage is connected to a secret room 10 meters underground.

When he entered the secret room, the furniture store owner began to count silently.

"180, 179, 178..."

This is what the adult told him.

If you don't want to lose part of your memory, you must stay in this secret room 10 meters deep underground and count 180 times silently.

Afterwards, take action.

Counting 180 times silently at a constant speed, the furniture store owner still refused to let go. After counting another 20 times, he climbed up from the small door on the side of the secret room.

This leads to the house of his neighbor 'Henry'.

He and Henry were not familiar with each other, they were just acquaintances.

However, he was very familiar with the two 'Mrs. Henry's' and had communicated with them in a simple and easy-to-understand manner.

Compared with the first Mrs. Henry, who discovered his secret and was forced to bury it in a secret room, the second Mrs. Henry was younger, more beautiful, and more obedient.

At least, he won't be blackmailed.

‘Unfortunately, there will be no chance in the future. ’

After climbing out of the secret passage, Haite looked at the neighbor's one-and-a-half-story building and sighed in his heart.

Then, he completely sealed the secret passage.

After finishing all this, the furniture store owner took a closer look at his surroundings.

Huayuan Street is quiet.

There was no movement at all.

‘This kind of power… is so desirable! ’

The furniture store owner thought silently, with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes - he had already decided to go to Inner Bay!

Since this kind of power cannot be obtained in South Los, the larger inner bay should have it, right?

However, before that, he needs to get the start-up capital!

23 golden canes!

If converted into gold coins, it would be 17,250!

If you exchange it for a golden ticket, it will be even more!

It was enough for him to change his appearance in the inner bay and continue to pursue this mysterious power.

When he thought of a more comfortable life in Inner Bay, without having to work early in the morning or late at night to do carpentry work, especially when he was completely freed from the constraints of Lum and the members of the 'Blood Clan', Haite's steps immediately became brisk.

The furniture store owner was not very grateful to Lum and the member of the 'Blood Clan'.

The two parties only have a cooperative interest relationship.

Even, to some extent, he paid more.

Moreover, Haite still resented those members of the ‘Blood Clan’. They obviously had such power, why didn’t they teach him?

He has already paid so much!

'snort!

Wait!

Even if you don't teach me, I will learn more powerful power in the inner bay, and when that time comes...hehe. ’

The furniture store owner sneered.

The whole person has walked out of Garden Street, bypassed Kirk Street, and entered Dal Lane - although he has set up two safe houses in Garden Street, the real safe house is in Dal Lane. Purchased under another identity.

On weekdays, I would ask the reputable Andorra mother-in-law to take care of me.

When he comes back, he will give him corresponding reward.

After walking to his safe house and checking the door lock to make sure no one had touched it, the furniture store owner unlocked it and walked in.

22 of the 23 golden canes are here, all packed into a large canvas bag.

As for the 23rd root?

It’s most likely exposed!

"Damn Tate!"

The furniture store owner muttered, with a fierce look in his eyes.

'Do you want to kill each other when you leave tonight? ’

When such thoughts arose, the furniture store owner could no longer bear it. Even if he picked up a 66-pound canvas bag and pulled the wounds on his body, making him grin in pain, the furniture store owner could not bear it anymore. The owner of the shop thought it didn't matter, what he needed now was the hot blood to calm his mood.

Impatient, the owner of the furniture store was ready to change clothes - as a safe house, it not only stored the golden cane, but also the corresponding clothes, wigs, fake beards, etc.

Of course, there is also some change and medicine.

And just as the furniture store owner was selecting wigs and false beards in the box by moonlight, an invisible hand suddenly covered his mouth and nose, followed by an invisible hand holding an invisible sword quietly. slit his throat, and then a third invisible hand stabbed his left and right chests with a dagger.

Puff puff!

A series of sounds of metal cutting flesh.

Haite's eyes widened and he fell silent.

Afterwards, the body disappeared into the [Box of Athos].

The [Box of Athos] that had just emptied the body in the secret place created by Harris once again shouldered a heavy responsibility that it should not bear.

Who would use precious space props to store corpses!

Arthur, who remembered these words, didn't care at all.

After all, these words are just for others to listen to. Wouldn’t anyone really believe what a ‘spiritual medium’ said?

You know, props are a type of tool.

The purpose of tools is to facilitate users.

'Luckily it wasn't stained with blood! ’

Arthur examined his golden cane carefully, feeling the weight of it, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

At the same time, don't forget to command [Hand of Nothingness] to clean up the blood on the ground.

Then, the young 'psychic medium' checked and confirmed that everything in the room was restored to its original state before leaving here - it was the same as the safe house hidden in the mountains and forests selected by Harris. The safe house here, Arthur thought You may also use it yourself.

Although it's just a possibility, what if?

No one knows what will happen in the future, and there is nothing wrong with leaving an extra way out.

Arthur, who remained cautious, walked along the shadows towards the Shire District Police Station.

His cat, Pendragon, is still in the police station.

…

Pendragon, who was brought back by the patrolman who acted as the coachman, was pushing the 'sheriff' away from the cat bowl, burying his head in the cat food, and eating it.

Every bite made the 'sheriff' whimper carefully.

When Pendragon finished eating, the 'sheriff' came to the cat bowl, looked at the cat bowl with no grain in it, and meowed aggrievedly at Maltz.

"You should be courteous to guests, and isn't Pan your good friend?"

Old Sheriff Maltz picked up his cow cat and comforted him softly.

Seeing the tearful look of the 'sheriff', he immediately poured out new cat food. Pendragon, who was already lying there and about to fall asleep, twitched his ears, immediately stood up, and occupied the cat food bowl again.

Even Maltz couldn't help being stunned when he saw this scene.

You know, this is not the first bowl, but the third bowl.

His 'sheriff' only had one bowl a day, but Pendragon had three bowls a day?

"Isn't this orange cat too edible?"

The old sheriff couldn’t help mumbling to himself.

Then, the old police chief heard the familiar voice——

“So, as an old father, I have to work harder to make money!

Otherwise, even Pan wouldn’t be able to support him! "

The old sheriff turned around and saw his partner. Pendragon, who was showing off his cat food, glanced at his owner and continued to eat, not wanting to pay attention to Arthur who had once again made himself take the blame.

And while Pendragon was chewing, suddenly——

A beard falls.