Ultimate Assassin System

This was destined to be a sleepless night. Just when Josiah and others were still shocked by Tang En's methods of extracting a confession, and Enoch hurried back and changed clothes while cursing, the secret agency personnel who had dispersed earlier came to report. Peart has been found.

Just corpses, of course.

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As mentioned before, Shanxi City covers a large area. If you want to find people here with the manpower of a secret agency, it will undoubtedly be like looking for a needle in a haystack. But the fact is unexpected...

Xicheng District, on the side of a remote street.

By the time Josiah, Tang En and the others arrived in a hurry, the surrounding area was completely controlled by people from secret agencies.

Captain, this way. A very smart-looking young man waved at the entrance of the alley. When everyone approached, he pointed to the location on the opposite side of the road. We found Peart there. There was an ordinary carriage there. He didn't move for a long time, which caught our attention. After entering, we found Peart lying dead in the car.

After a pause, the young man turned around and led the way, Come this way, leader. In order to prevent any accidents, we have already pulled the carriage inside.

Well done. Even though his face was gloomy, Josiah nodded approvingly.

Regarding Peart's death, no one was surprised, firstly because they already knew it when they received the news and were prepared in their hearts. Second, after seeing the thousand gold tickets that they had not taken away, several people already vaguely knew that Peart might not survive. The reason is simple. If Peart is still alive, he will definitely leave Shanxi City in advance and fly away with this golden ticket that is enough to make him wealthy for the rest of his life.

After turning through several alleyways, everyone came to a more remote small place, where there wasn't even a single house around. The ordinary carriage was parked in the middle of the field, with several secret agency personnel guarding the surrounding area.

Without hesitation, Josiah and others opened the front and rear doors of the carriage and leaned in, holding the oil lamp on the side.

Under the dim light, the interior of the carriage is clearly visible. Near the back is a low table and two benches. On the table are unfinished teacups, bottles and other objects. This is the standard configuration for ordinary carriages running short distances. There are only eight thousand in Shanxi City, which is really ordinary.

There was a small space at the front of the carriage, and the young man named Peart was lying there. His face was indeed somewhat honest. But now this loyal face looks really scary, with wide eyes, as if surprised and unwilling to rest in peace. The complexion is also very dark, the lips are crooked, and a few blood spots are stuck to one side of the face.

Tang En sniffed lightly, his face changed slightly, and then he looked at Peart's face carefully, nodded clearly, and shifted his gaze to the narrow-necked crystal bottle on the table beside him, which looked magnificent and dreamy under the firelight.

Tear...Twain simply tore off a strip of cloth from his cuff, tied a slip knot around the thin-necked crystal bottle, and lifted it out.

After looking at the gorgeous appearance, there was still a small amount of blue liquid swirling inside. Tang En carefully held the mouth of the bottle close to his nose and frowned instantly.

His move attracted everyone's attention. It was inexplicably different from that of Difu and others. Joshua looked at the graceful thin-necked crystal bottle, his eyebrows were slightly tangled, he tapped his forehead, and blurted out: Ice Flame Volcano!

Tang En touched his nose and turned around: What mountain?

Josiah pointed to the thin-necked crystal bottle and said affirmatively: This is called Bingyan Volcano. It is a very expensive wine. It is relatively rare and its value is definitely not less than fifteen thousand.

Sigh...Diff and the others all took a deep breath. Based on their values, they couldn't understand that such a small wine bottle was worth nearly 20,000 gold coins. With that kind of money, wouldn't it be possible to drink dozens of copper coins worth of ale until you die?

Nodding, Tang En raised the bottle and shook the blue liquid inside: That's really a pity... This wine is poisonous, and Peart died from it.

Snapped! Difu slapped his palms, his face twisted a little: You are really willing to spend a lot of money... Captain, there is no doubt now, besides those damn nobles from the capital, who else might have this thing!

The words are crude but not crude. Combined with the results of the previous forced confession, the man in black from the capital, Difu's current inference seems very convincing. Everyone was silent, waiting for Josiah to make the final decision.

Tang En's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at Enoch, who was also angry, from the corner of his eye.

Tang En did not deny some of Diff's views. Since the man in black came from the capital, he was absolutely inseparable from this group of aristocratic negotiating groups. But he didn't think that all of this was caused by Peart's betrayal, or that Peart was not the only one who betrayed him.

Yes, all clues now point to Peart. The work of cleaning up abandoned intelligence, the golden tickets found, and the now expensive Ice Flame Volcano all show that there is something wrong with Peart.

But Tang En felt that this seemingly seamless situation seemed to be deliberate, and the biggest doubt now was this bottle of ice flame volcano. If this was really used by the nobles to win people's hearts, then since everyone was poisoned to death Well, why do you have to keep this most obvious evidence? Can't you just switch to a cheaper bottle of wine? This seems more like an emphasis, or a guide for everyone to turn their attention to those nobles!

Don't forget, Enoch was once a nobleman, and it was normal to have a bottle of good wine. Moreover, this watertight method vaguely reminded Tang En of Bosco. It must be said that nobles are very good at arrogance.

Div, fix it! After a while, Joshua pursed his lips and said in a deep voice.

Tang En raised his eyebrows and raised his head, and then he was suddenly enlightened and sighed softly.

After all, Josiah is the leader of the secret agency. Since all targets are now directed at those nobles, and they have lost high-level officials like Balao, revenge is inevitable.

Okay, I'll go now!

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During this sleepless night, except for Josiah and the others, they were preparing for a big move. In the house of another ordinary hotel in the city, bigger changes are also being plotted...

The house was closed, there were no lights, and the curtains completely blocked everything, making everything look extremely dark.

A man wearing a black robe knocked on the door rhythmically several times, then pushed the door open and entered.

With the help of this short-term corridor light, a figure sat faintly under the window in the room. He seemed to turn his head and suddenly said: The atmosphere here is not bad, it is very suitable for us bad guys to do bad things.

After taking two steps forward, probably because he was afraid of knocking over something, the man in black robe stopped and did not comment on this sentence. Instead, he bowed and said, Sir, our action failed.

Oh? What's the reason? The tone was normal. He didn't feel angry because of the black-robed man's words. What he said was only curiosity.

The strength is not enough. The man in black robe said calmly without any surprise, I only gave half of the information about that person before. That woman is a magician, but the strength of the one named Arthur next to her is even more terrifying. Our side Even though many people successfully ambush them, they were not able to kill them, and later he was able to fight back and kill them all by himself. If he had not withdrawn in time, I am afraid the entire army would have been annihilated.

Arthur... is a very talkative person. Haha, I really didn't realize that he is so skilled. After a pause, the black figure scratched his hair in distress, That's all. It’s cheap but not good. One thousand gold coins can buy you the identity of a magician and an opportunity to ambush, which is already a profit.”

The man in black robe did not comment on the 'cheap' price, but asked tentatively: What do you mean, sir...

Act according to the original plan! Alas, originally I wanted to let them go because they were both nobles and had the same stance. But now that it is clear that they can't be beaten, we have no choice but to sacrifice their lives. Well...well, it's not unfair. Didn't they always say in front of His Highness that they were willing to sacrifice everything for the benefit of this place? Haha, thank me, now the opportunity has finally come.

Then who should we attack first? Well, I mean the people on our side...Sir Simpson?

No, that old man is quite interesting. Besides, looking like him, he doesn't have a few years left to live. Let's just think of it as a way to accumulate some virtue...except for him, everyone else can do whatever they want.

Uh... got it.

…………(To be continued.)