Chapter 116

JOYA's eyes popped open.

The news that doss quit the script awakened her in a dream.

Cohen, sitting opposite her, was reading a book when he raised his eyes and said, "what's the matter, miss JOYA?"

"Nothing..."

Qiao Ya gently shakes his head, eyes to the window, staring at the distant col, silent for a long time, said: "had a nightmare."

"Oh, the powerful Qiao Ya will also be awakened by nightmares. If I don't suggest it, what kind of dreams do I want to hear?" Cohen closes the book and smiles at Joey.

JOYA had no expression. "I dreamed that my companion was killed by an ant."

Cohen frowned and said with a smile, "that's not a nightmare. It should be a dream full of comedy atmosphere. Of course, I'm sorry for your partner's experience in the dream."

"That's right... It's a comedy, an incredible comedy." "Mr. Cohen, are you sure we need another three days to get to kervier?" he asked

"I'm sure, I'm sure it would only take 24 hours if there were no damned sea fog and robbers, but now we can only sit in a crowded carriage, but fortunately, a beautiful lady sitting opposite me makes this boring journey full of fun."

"Thank you for your praise..."

All of a sudden, Cohen straightened himself up, coughed and said solemnly, "miss JOYA, don't you think about it..."

"I'm not interested in the old man."

"Er..." Cohen awkwardly raised his eyebrows, lowered his head, picked up the book and continued to read.

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There is an inconspicuous two-story building on the north side of Xianghua street in Florida. Inside, dozens of people dressed in black stand upright and fill the two-story corridor.

In the conference room on the second floor, three men sit around a round table.

A gangster in a scarf with a cigar in his mouth, a government official in a black hat and formal dress, and an old-fashioned church agent in a religious uniform.

At the moment, the atmosphere is extremely depressed. The gangsters standing around the wall are nervous and dare not move.

"So let me summarize."

The old looking church agent glanced at the two men sitting at the same table and said, "a man who didn't know where he came from washed HEATHERTON, attacked the house of mirth, beheaded the signboard female night devil of the house of mirth, killed Mr. Hawthorne in full view of the public, and together with a grocer who lived in the suburbs, made a riot in the slave market, He robbed four slaves, seriously injured a number of senior government officials and businessmen, and caused a chaos by driving a carriage in the street. These are the big things he has done, not the small things. "

Black hat said: "bishop Lawrence, let me remind you that he once sneaked into Mr. Philip's house. Maybe he also did the killing of the Philip family. Moreover, after chasing him during the auction period, one of the church staff mysteriously disappeared. We have reason to suspect that the dedicated staff may also have been killed."

Lawrence nodded slightly. If Li Nuo saw him and knew that the old man was Lawrence, the agent of the healing church, he would be scared to urinate on the spot.

"Mr. Millwall, you said that the man on duty was doss, a subordinate of Cohen. I heard Cohen mention that doss once said that the murderer was a demon hunter." Lawrence said.

Millwall laughs scornfully: "demon hunter? Species that disappeared a hundred years ago? How is that possible? "

Long silent gang boss interrupted: "maybe it's true."

Then he hooked his finger to his hand, and the person standing next to him put the three rolls of paper in his hand on the table and spread them out.

The boss smoked his cigar and said, "the three wanted notices are the masked butcher, the real face of the masked butcher, and one of his accomplices, an inventor who appeared out of thin air in the South Street. Their unified characteristics are that they both have Oriental looks and have all met Philip. The real face of the masked butcher is the information provided by the duty man doss, Several of my staff who are in charge of guarding the casino at the auction have confirmed that they have met this man, so I have reason to believe that what doss said is true. "

He pauses and goes on: "by inquiring, the real face of the masked butcher has appeared in the South Street. He lives at 15 ermire street, which is the old house of the dead Philip."

The boss snapped his fingers and opened the door. A woman was brought in. She looked like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

One of his men picked up the reward order that Li Nuo didn't wear a mask and said coldly, "about this man, repeat everything you know."

The woman looked at the reward order and said in a panic: "he... He used to live in Mr. Philip's old house... I saw this man kill a spirit in that room... After that, we entrusted him. Although he did almost nothing, the Commission money he asked for was very special, especially the kunt card..."

The big man interrupted: "madam, please talk about his eyes."

"Eyes..." the woman thought for a moment, then said: "Amber pupil, like the eyes of a snake... Very scary."

The old man waved his hand gently, and the woman was taken out. He put his hands together on the table and gazed at the other two. He said: "a demon hunter who has disappeared for a hundred years is making trouble everywhere wearing a mask. I don't know how to contact Philip, kill our Mr. Hawthorne, collect kunte cards in a planned way, and finally make a big auction, Don't you think these things are too confusing? If he wants to go to the auction, why does he want to harm Mr. Hawthorne? What's the point of contacting Philip? And the grocer, who has been in novigrie for many years, why did he choose this auction to make trouble? "

"What are you going to say, Mr. tillias?" Millwall looked at him discontentedly.

Lawrence said: "I think he is saying that anything that seems to be chaotic has other purposes. Maybe there are forces behind him that we can't find out. Maybe all he does is for something hidden under the water. But the truth behind such a big thing is bound to be unfavorable to us, so we can't treat him as an ordinary wanted criminal."

Tillias kowtowed. "So I think we should speed up and do everything we can to catch this man and his accomplices."

Millwall looked white. "No matter what he wants to do, it has affected the face of the aristocracy. We will inform all allies of the reward. Even if you don't say it, we will speed up."

Lawrence said: "if the murder of Mr. Phillips' family is related to him, then the church must find him and ask him something, but..." Lawrence hesitated for a moment and said: "what if he escapes to Covell? The imperial wanted order is invalid in that neutral country, and the scope of the church is not there

Tillias sneered and said, "please don't worry, I will issue their new reward to the black market, which is also the reason for inviting two people to come here. I need their capital injection, especially Mr. Millwall. Please say something nice to the above people. If there is not enough money, no one will take risks."

Millwall's face changed. "Are you going to issue a B-level reward?"

"No..." tilias was silent, his eyes suddenly cold, "for Mr. Hawthorne, and for the face of the upper class, I want to announce A-class! A million dollars reward

The black market is the so-called underground world, such as the dark net in reality. It is a world full of danger and death.

But it's been five years since there was a million level reward on the black market, so it's a shock to everyone present.

"Please don't make a mountain out of a molehill. The A-level reward is for war criminals." Millwall warned.

"If there are unknown forces behind this person, I don't think A-level is too much." Lawrence said.

Millwall frowned and sighed, "now that bishop Lawrence has said that, I'll ask for instructions. After all, there is too much money involved. We have to go through some procedures."

Tillias kowtowed with satisfaction, "since both of you agree, I'll immediately ask someone to draw up a new reward. Mr. mask butcher and his fellow inventor, once the news comes out, even Cowell will be wanted in five days."

Then Millwall said, "but I have a request."

"Go ahead, please."

"My brother was put a bomb in his mouth by a guy at the auction. Although he was not dead, he could not eat, could not speak, and almost became a useless man. So I asked that the murderer named Baikal punk should also be offered a reward!"