People in the League, Masters of Time Management

After she regained her energy, she became noisy again, and she had to eat two or three people for each meal... It was very difficult to raise.

Fortunately, Camille gave enough silver wheels, so she wouldn't starve her.

For two consecutive days, Mubai went out during the day to familiarize himself with the environment and study the map, and at night he cooked at home and checked Jinx's wounds, which was relatively easy.

only……

"Xiaobai, pour me a glass of juice!"

"Xiaobai, where's my blanket?"

"Xiaobai, my fish bone seems to be broken, come and help me see it!"

"Xiaobai, bring me some tissues, hehehe..."

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, Xiaobai!"

Mubai sat in the living room with a melancholy face, and sighed softly.Although I didn't do any physical work, I wasn't physically tired, but I was almost exhausted mentally...

How can this crazy loli be so fussy...

"Stop yelling, stop yelling..." He walked to the door of Jinx's room, looked at the girl who wasn't even fully dressed, and sighed again, "I'm telling you something."

"Huh? What's the matter? Will you help me pour the juice, take the blanket and check the fish bones after I'm done?"

"let me consider it……"

"Oh, then tell me quickly."

"It's about going out." Seeing the girl's arrogant face and those slender white thighs, Mu Bai suddenly felt his fists harden.

You really think of this as your own home, don't you... Sigh.

"I heard that Seraphine is going to hold a concert in the gutter area tomorrow, do you want to go and see it?"

"Serafini? The star who was almost killed in the dance corridor last time?" Jinx showed a disgusted expression, "I'm not interested, I'm not interested, listening to her singing might as well stay here and study."

"..." The corners of Mubai's eyes twitched, he was a little speechless.He clearly saw that "Philosophy and the Market" was held upside down in the opponent's hand, and the book was still pressed under his buttocks.

With a pink cover and crooked fonts, it's not a serious book at first glance...

"Then I'll go by myself tomorrow?"

"Whatever you want, just don't disturb my study." Jinx waved her hand impatiently, and secretly turned back the reversed book. "As long as I can come back on time to cook at night, everything else is fine."

"You're too impolite..." Mu Bai temporarily decided to add more peppers to tomorrow's dinner.

"You said you're welcome."

"I'm... hey, forget it. Anyway, don't run around when I'm not around tomorrow, and remember to lock the doors and windows, you know?"

"I know, I know, you've said it several times, don't talk too much!"

"..." Mu Bai temporarily decided to secretly add chili sauce to the other party's juice.

Leaving Jinx's room, he returned to the living room, where there was a letter with the family crest of the Philos family on the table.

The content was as short as ever, only saying that Seraphine's concert might be attacked by Warwick, and she had to guard it by herself.

Of course, the probability is very small. The main purpose of going to the concert is to familiarize myself with the environment of the trench area by the way.

Camille and several detectives found Warwick's fur in other places, as well as some unlucky people who died in the alley. They guessed that Warwick would most likely appear in the upper reaches of the trench area.

"Eating and drinking with public funds and going to concerts with public funds is really a good job."

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"The deceased has been identified, ma'am."

In another safe room, an experienced detective held a report and saluted respectfully.

In front of him, Camille, the chief detective of the Philos family, was sipping tea leisurely.

In fact, the situation was considered tense, but she remained calm.In her own words, "there is always time for tea".

"Tell me." Camille put down her teacup and said, "Are their identities similar to those of the previous deceased?"

"Yes, they are all gang members who took their lives on their backs."

The old detective nodded, his hooked nose and the dagger hidden in his cane made him look very capable and shrewd.

"This time they were members of the Gray Nails, and 11 people died. They were besieging another gang's messenger, and they were hunted down by Warwick passing by."

"The identity of the sender?" Camille's question sounded more like a statement.

"I don't know. The messenger ran away, and the sound transmission tube was also damaged in the fight."

"Warwick intends to let the messenger go?"

"Judging from the site survey, yes."

"Understood." Camille narrowed her eyes, leaned back, and waved her hand casually to signal that the other party could leave.

It was the sixth homicide since the Philos family set their sights on Warwick.

Six times, each time the victims were gang members, and most of them were vicious.

Six times, each time Warwick let go of one or two people, innocent people with no blood on their hands, without exception.

Damn, that beast considers itself a hero?

tsk...

Camille frowned and drank the hot tea in the cup, and at the same time gave orders to the surrounding agents:

"Call the detectives and check the upper part of the trench area, don't let it have a chance to slip back to the middle plaza."

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Warwick hid behind a corner, peering through the battered windows at the street.

This unfinished building was originally a place where several gang members gathered to gamble and smoke, but now it doesn't belong to anyone.

It just so happened that here he could see everything he wanted to see clearly.

The concert was scheduled to start tomorrow, but many people came to the scene the whole night in advance, just to get a better seat.

Some of them are for themselves, and some are for their own "boss".

And what Warwick is hunting is the high-level gangsters who bear the crimes-this is not to enforce any justice, he just wants to do it, that's all.

This is very hypocritical?Maybe, maybe not.

The indiscriminate killing has long been unable to satisfy the growing desire, and now he specializes in hunting down those whose hands are stained with blood.Just like the self who came to Singed's door back then.

He forced himself to forget those vague memories, and he was very satisfied with his hunting life now.

Except for one thing -

The girl who was rescued a few days ago.

"Are you going to kill again tomorrow... Mr. Warwick?"

A girl about fifteen or sixteen years old moved her steps, wanting to approach the window, but she dared not.The clatter of shoes on the floor was as thin and timid as her voice.

She is young and naive.She foolishly thought that the Beast kept her out of kindness, not so that she could always be fed.

Warwick turned his head halfway, glared at the girl with one green eye, and snapped out his claws.

The girl was startled and almost screamed, her eyes immediately turned red, as if she was about to cry.

"Don't follow me... Otherwise, I will eat you..."

Warwick licked his sharp teeth and ignored him.

Chapter 44 Seraphine's To-Do List

The gutter area in the early morning is more acceptable than any other moment. Dim light shines through the layers of haze on the ground, and the colored glass on the high-rise buildings reflects the light, forming a unique steel landscape.

But the girl didn't care to appreciate it, her attention was all on the piece of paper in front of her.

It's a to-do list—she likes to have everything organized so that it doesn't seem rushed.

"Hmm... It's going to be delayed again..." The girl stroked her thick pink and purple curly hair, and the small star pattern printed on her face became a little distorted due to her frowning movements.

There are many plans on the task list, but they are all crossed to indicate that they have been completed, except for the bottom two:

【Visit Mr. Mubai, and thank him well (treat him to a big meal, or sing to him alone... maybe the two together?)】

【Bring singing to the people in the gutter area】

Seraphine sighed softly, then picked up the quill pen on the table, and underlined the bottom plan.

Now, only [Visiting Mr. Mubai] is left unfinished.

"Mr. Mubai, where are you..." The girl pouted, and put the pen on her sexy red lips, with a melancholy expression on her face.

Ever since she learned that there was a bomb hidden in the dancing corridor on Evolution Day, she has always wanted to ask Mubai to thank her in person.

It's a pity, I couldn't get away from the busy work in the first few days, and when she was free, Mu Bai had already left Picheng, and no one knew where he went...

"Hey... I hope I can find Mr. Mubai as soon as possible..."

Seraphine rubbed her fair, tender and beautiful face vigorously, temporarily suppressing the regret in her heart, and turned her gaze out of the window.

There are still more than two hours before the official start of the concert, but the outside is already full of people.Fanatical voices came and went, and the waves of sound overwhelmed the next, and it lasted for a long time.

Such sights are rare, but she is no stranger to them.

She believes that her singing can bring vitality to people, give courage to the losers, optimism to the grieving, and tranquility to the angry...

She can hear people's voices - emotions that most of the time don't show.

In Zaun, she heard the same forbearance and ambition as above, but the rhythm of freedom was unique to them.It contains the fear of the alchemy baron covering the sky with his hands, and the hatred of the arrogant and arrogant Pixie above. There are too many dissonant sounds.

So, she figured she had to do something.

The concerts in the dance corridor and the middle plaza went smoothly, and she could feel the changes in them after the concert.And now, she's singing in the last region of Zaun.

Many people persuaded her, saying that the "rats" in the gutter area were hopeless, and singing could not save them.Instead, they may injure the person who sings.

But she doesn't think that's the case...at least try.

"You are not alone..."

Seraphine smiled and whispered:

"You will be stronger together..."

"Your potential is limitless."

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On the periphery of the concert, Mu Bai was trying to squeeze inside.Every time he squeezed a step, he secretly sighed in his heart: Seraphine's popularity is really ridiculously high.

The other divas were full of seats, but when it came to her, there were no seats left.

"It's terrible..." Mu Bai tried his best to squeeze into the inner circle and find a space.

The view here is not good, and the singing may be partly blocked by the stage and walls, so there are not many people.

Only those like Mu Bai who came here for a mission would not mind.

But what he didn't know was that as long as he could find a way to sneak backstage now, Seraphine would excitedly arrange a super distinguished VIP seat for him.

Maybe there will be some customized services...

Mu Bai twisted his neck, which was sore from being squeezed by the crowd, and then sat down in a small corner, secretly observing the surrounding situation with a pair of eagle-like eyes.

Although the probability of Warwick appearing is very small, we cannot completely relax our vigilance.

As time passed, the voices of the fans became more and more passionate, even to the point of deafening.

There are not only local residents from the trench area, but also many fans from other areas or cities. The scene is very chaotic.

If it wasn't for the tickets that Camille had prepared in advance, Mubai wouldn't be able to get in.

"Seraphine...you can be considered a legend." He looked at those fanatical fans, and couldn't help but think of Seraphine's past.

Although the pink-haired girl lived in Picheng since she was a child, the blood flowing in her body is the blood of Zaun people—her parents were both native Zaun people, but they moved to Picheng later.

When she was a child, she was not as dazzling as she is now. On the contrary, she was always solitary and taciturn at that time.