The Night Adorer

"Iron axe sect..."

Sulman looked at the newspaper stained with milk and looked a little strange.

Because he clearly remembered that the other party was a subordinate force of the hunting Church (NATURAL asylum), which was only a gray organization on the surface.

In fact, the iron axe sect acts as the ears and eyes of the hunting church, collecting information for them, so that the hunting church can control the situation in the city in time. If the iron axe gang is eradicated, the hunting church will lose half of its ears... This is a bit cruel!

However, the ancient nobles and the Orthodox Church are seemingly harmonious, but they are dirty to each other in private. When they can't find a real enemy, they can use this name to clean up each other's hidden forces and attack the opponent to make up for their personal losses.

In the case of occupying morality, the Orthodox Church can hardly overreact, which is in line with the 'aristocratic tradition'

"It seems that the ancient nobles did not find traces of the prayer meeting in the sewer, or they just caught some small fish and shrimp, but did not really catch the senior members of the prayer meeting?" Sulman thought through the information given in the newspaper.

He is more inclined to the latter. After all, he shared the largest intelligence he knows to the moslian family. They cooperated with the two families to lay a siege with the potential of thunder.

Sweeping around the area near the gathering point should be able to catch up with the prayer meeting.

Unless the scene he saw in the dead man's dream itself was the other party's "smoke bomb", such as the three gathering points.

Considering that it is impossible for Qisheng to know his talent - the dream of the end, so this smoke bomb can only be a trap for their own people. They are going to learn how to break the tail of the gecko... Hiss, these people are a little cruel. Sulman guessed the other party's principle of action and secretly lamented the ruthless determination of Qisheng.

He has never heard of such a powerful secret organization in his last life

Sure enough, due to the level of strength, some of the plot information contacted by the players is missing. Alas, in the early plot of the eternal night world, the level of the players is still too low..... Sulman was about to put away the newspaper. Suddenly, he saw the upper corner on the right.

Where the advertising information is hung, there is a purchase advertisement on the column of "hot sales".

"In the Jazz District, Mr. MacArthur wants to buy a custom-made oil painting. The content is wheat ears at dusk, mainly in red paint. The custom-made width is 36 inches, the height shall not exceed 28 inches, and the remuneration is 19 gold pounds... The validity of the acquisition is two weeks."

Buy oil painting... Is this the secret signal for the resumption of the Party of the golden song? Sulman remembers that before leaving last time, the grey robed people told Yu that the secret sign of their next party was to buy oil paintings, which must be ears of wheat.

Of course, with the cautious attitude of the convener of the golden song, the Mr. MacArthur in the advertisement must not be himself.

The maximum probability is the client who changes hands in the middle. Someone entrusted him to issue an advertisement. I'm not sure. He also changed several hands in the middle. Like dolls, the more layers are stacked, the higher the security....... Sulman's thoughts are divergent.

If the other party sets more dolls, the higher the cost of changing hands in the middle. I'm not sure. The initial reward is 30 gold pounds

More than 30 gold pounds... This is almost equal to the income of the dock workers for more than half a year. The evil asset class, I received a silver Commission at the beginning, and the total remuneration was only in my early 20s. Sulman lamented the wealth of the golden song, and spent more than 30 gold pounds by advertising.

"The 'dusk' in the newspaper refers to the afternoon. The red pigment is the secret sign of the name of the wine. 36 inches is that it takes three long and six short to knock on the door. The address remains the same, which is the previous venue......" Sulman analyzed the secret sign and prepared to go to the party in the afternoon.

Sulman remembered that Ms. black butterfly had sold his news for several times. At the right time, he could take this opportunity to observe it.

He was going to the orphanage and could finish it in the morning without delay.

After breakfast, Sulman put on a double breasted black dress and told Ibis that he would not go home at noon and asked her to only prepare dinner.

Then Sulman took a public carriage and went all the way to the west of the steel-making area, near the transportation area, and Gran street, also known as the "great artery".

At the moment, there are already early workers on Gran street. The children selling newspapers on the roadside are also wearing worn deer hunting hats that are obviously larger than their heads. They are wearing one-piece suspender trousers, washed to fade old shirts and selling newspapers under this suit.

Sulman got out of the coach and was about to go to the orphanage. There was a small weak voice nearby——

"Sir, do you... Do you want to buy a copy of Gangdian morning post?"

Looking back, Sulman saw a skinny little girl with a hungry yellow face and an obvious sense of bone looking at him timidly. In fact, there were newsboys around who saw him, just a decent black dress, a high silk hat bigger than their head, and a hard walking stick obviously inlaid with silver... Especially the latter, deterred them.

Looking at this scene, Sulman coagulated for a few seconds and nodded gently under the nervous eyes of the little girl——

"A newspaper."

"Yes, sir... A copper penny."

The little girl handed the newspaper. Sulman took it, gently brushed off the gray marks on his fingers on the edge of the newspaper, took out a copper penny from his wallet and handed it to the girl under the envious eyes of other newspaper boys.

He didn't dare to give too much.

After receiving the copper penny, the little girl immediately turned and ran, showing her agility inconsistent with her body. She disappeared at the end of the street. Sulman didn't stop and looked at each other's back quietly.

Then he went to the orphanage in his memory with the envy and vigilance of other newspaper boys.

Gran street is close to the transportation area. The living standard is lower than the average value of the steel-making area and closer to the lime soil area. However, this is the steel-making area after all, and there is "order" after all.

Compared with the ash area, the people here are wary of Sulman, but they don't have the courage to attack people during the day.

Soon, Sulman came to a gate with an iron fence. There was a lazy and fat middle-aged security guard at the door. When he saw Sulman, he immediately stood up, a little restrained and with a flattering smile——

"Sir, are you here to adopt an orphan?"

Sulman's dress makes him subconsciously think that the other party is coming for adoption. Moreover, this dress obviously does not belong to the steel-making area. Only the gentlemen in the Jazz area can dress like this and look spotless.

"No, I'm just looking..." Sulman paused and shook his head slowly.

In his case, he was not suitable for adoption. I'm not sure. On that day, he had to expose his identity and escape with his "sister".

"OK..." the middle-aged security guard was disappointed and was about to open the door.

Suddenly, a surprise came from behind——

"Sue... Mr. Sulman?"

A working girl with a round face but a sense of loveliness is coming out of the door of the orphanage.

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