Mystery: I can change things in books

31 Theft
The three of them drove to the Tequila Saloon in a carriage.

As soon as the carriage turned into the street, the driver tightened the reins and stopped the carriage.

"Why did you stop? Didn't I say we were going to the tequila bar?" Baggio patted the coachman on the shoulder.

"Get out of the car, there are police ahead." The coachman pointed to the front and said.

They looked forward and saw that there were indeed many police officers in front of them maintaining order, as if something had happened.

"What happened..." Baggio wondered.

"——Holy crap, what's going on!"

A cordon was set up outside the Tequila Tavern. The walls were covered with bullet marks, the glass was shattered all over the floor, and there were even craters dozens of centimeters wide on the ground.

When the three were shocked, a policeman in a black and white checkered uniform trotted forward and saluted.

"Hello, are you Carlo Baggio?"

"Yes, I am," Baggio pointed forward anxiously, "What happened to my tavern?"

"It's like this, Mr. Baggio, a group of thieves sneaked into your tavern early this morning to steal."

"Our patrol officers immediately called for support after discovering it. After the support was in place, something happened when they were about to surround them, and a fire broke out at the scene."

"Huobing..." Baggio chewed the word and suddenly shouted: "You must compensate, compensate!"

"You will be compensated..." This policeman seemed to have just joined the job. He wiped the sweat from his head with his hands, turned to look at the person walking towards him, and immediately saluted with a straight body.

"Hello, officer!"

Horik David came over wearing a gray windbreaker: "Go and do your work."

"Yes!"

The little policeman ran away with standard posture. Horik looked at Baggio, touched his stubble, and asked: "Does this pub belong to you?"

"Of course it's mine! Mother Goddess, what happened?"

"The policeman just told you, right? There was a fire."

"but……"

Horik waved his hand and said casually: "You should be glad that this shootout didn't happen in a tavern."

"You should go to the tavern now to see if you have lost something. After all, those thieves have been in your tavern for half an hour."

"By the way, come out quickly after the inspection, and then make a record."

Did you lose something...

Chris was shocked. He hid the 340 pounds of banknotes he earned from selling ghost shark blood and the emerald necklace under the bed in the guest room.

If it was stolen...

Chris hurriedly followed Baggio and Jason and ran towards the pub.

"Hey, don't run! You, yes, it's you, come back."

Horik waved to Chris.

"Your name is...Chris Doty, right?"

Chris nodded.

"You don't seem to be from Loen."

"I'm from Lemburg." In this situation, Chris doesn't want to hide this. What he's most worried about now is his own things in the guest room.

"Oh, this tavern is really interesting," Horik strode forward with his hands in his pockets, "A Loen man, a Feneborter man, a Lemburg man, and there seems to be a bounty hunter..."

Chris didn't like him at all, so he asked coldly: "Officer, why are you asking?"

"Nothing, don't be nervous, this is just a normal inquiry... Go and see what you lost."

The two floor-to-ceiling windows of the Tequila Tavern were in pieces, and the ground was covered with broken glass and large and small craters.

The onlookers had been driven away by the police, and now there were only a few scattered police officers outside to maintain order.

Chris pulled up the cordon and got under it, pushing the door open and entering the tavern.

The inside of the tavern was also in a mess, with tables and chairs tilted aside, and the smell of alcohol and gunpowder mixed in the air.

Chris's heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate, and there was a warmth on his wrist.He quickly ran out of the guest room, took out the key, inserted it into the keyhole, and opened the door.

The quilt was thrown to the floor and the pillow was not where it was. It was obvious that someone had been here.

Chris felt a chill in his heart. He lifted up the mattress, reached in and groped around, and found a few bills.

He took out the banknotes and lit them.

25 10-pound notes, 15 5-pound notes, and some zero notes... Phew, there's plenty of money.

Chris breathed a sigh of relief and turned his eyes to the bedside table, where he placed the emerald necklace.

Stolen...

Looking at the open but empty cabinet, Chris put his forehead on his forehead and smiled bitterly, even though the emerald necklace was not his in the first place.

"What did you throw away?" Jason asked standing at the door.

"I lost an emerald necklace called 'Emerald'." Chris paused and continued: "I picked it up in Misty Village."

Since it was stolen, I will tell the truth...

Chris sighed and saw Jason leaning against the door frame, smiling vaguely.

"What are you laughing at? You haven't lost anything?"

Chris didn't know what he was laughing at.

Are you laughing at me?

"It shouldn't be lost." Jason walked downstairs on his own and continued: "You said you picked up the necklace in Misty Village?"

"Yes."

"What happened at that time? How did you get there?" Jason suddenly turned around on the stairs, with a look of doubt on his face: "Are you related to the secret organization?"

"Huh..." Chris took a deep breath, "Maybe that's it..."

Seeing Jason staring at him in disbelief, Chris quickly waved his hands and said: "But I have nothing to do with those people!

I just wanted to be an extraordinary person, and then I went down the wrong path...

But I'm really not a bad person! "

"Well," Jason nodded, "So you are an Extraordinary now?"

"Yes...but it has nothing to do with the fact that I am an Extraordinary and a secret organization!"

"I'm not asking you this, I want to know which path you came from." Jason smiled.

Chris swallowed his saliva: ""'Secret Peer', it's only Sequence 9 now..."

"'The Secret Peeper'..."

Jason held his chin as he thought, and said to himself: "The Moss Ascetic Order controls this path."

"You don't doubt me, do you, Jason?"

Chris inexplicably felt that his trust had been betrayed. He had thought that Jason was his friend.

"Well, I believe you have nothing to do with the Moss Trappist Order, even if you are a 'Peeper'."

Why……

Why did Jason...

Chris looked at Jason's retreating back and stopped in place blankly.

After Jason left, Baggio came up with an anxious look on his face: "Chris, what's going on? Why did Jason tell me that you are related to the Moss Ascetic Order? That's a cult!"

"I just want to become an extraordinary person..."

Chris sighed and continued:

"I was kidnapped by the Moss Ascetic Order in Mist Village, but I escaped. The formula and materials for the 'Peeper' potion were purchased by me myself and have nothing to do with them."

"Well, it's okay, I believe you." Baggio patted his shoulder and comforted him in a strange tone.

"Baggio, your voice..."

Chris looked up - where is Baggio?
In front of him was a gray-eyed man whom he didn't recognize at all!
(End of this chapter)