The two men who knew they were of the Fusac race at a glance, wearing thick warm coats, whispered to each other, carrying wine bottles in their hands, looking like passers-by everywhere in the town of Gran.

But Xifa had seen that the stoppers of their wine bottles hadn't been unscrewed, and the liquid in them had been filled, so they had obviously not drunk them.

In addition, they looked at the "Red Moon" shop on the opposite side from time to time, and basically concluded that these two people should be an organization, or simply official staff of Fosac.

They are here to monitor.

Is it because of that Abraham?

Xifa tightened his coat tightly and, like an ordinary passerby, passed by the two surveillance personnel and disappeared into the alley.

After a while, he returned to the alley as an old gentleman and opened the door of the'Red Moon'.

The silver bell on the door immediately rang a crisp bell, causing a gentleman behind the counter who was doing the calculation to raise his head. The gentleman with little hair looked at Xifa and said.

"Do you need anything? Sir?"

Xifa chuckled, and said in a husky and deep voice: "Do you have any powder made from night primrose that sells the plateau of stars?"

The gentleman behind the counter moved his eyes slightly and followed his jaw: "Yes, how much do you need."

"I want 100 grams." When Sifa said this, he heard the doorbell ringing behind him, and he didn't need to look back to know that the two Fusac men had already walked in.

He didn't look back, looking through the nearby glassware, he saw the two big guys in the back looking here and feeling there, just like two customers.

Of course, Xifa knew that these two customers would not buy anything. They are here only to eavesdrop on the conversation between him and the shopkeeper.

The informant Alger introduced took a calm look at the two Fusac guys, did not change the volume, and said with no change in expression: "Unfortunately, I only have 70 grams left here."

"Really? Then I want it all."

The shopkeeper took out a glass bottle full of powder from the counter, put it on the stage and said: "10 Luca and 17 kopecks."

Luca and kopecks were the currency of the Fusac Empire, and Sifa exchanged some gold pounds for spending in the small town.

According to the currency exchange rate of the two countries, 10 Luca is about 1 Soul. The price of this bottle of powder is quite moderate. After Sifa paid the money, he hid the bottle of powder in his pocket and pressed the hat. Leave the store.

As soon as he came out, he heard the doorbell ring again, and then sketched a picture in his mind.

A big Fusak man was following behind him.

Xifa smiled slightly, and walked out of Flint Alley at a fast but not slow pace.

The Fusac man behind hastened his pace. When he came out of the alley, he was slightly startled, and the old man had been lost on the street.

‘Amber House’ Hotel.

Xifa, who had changed back to his original appearance, burned the newly bought coat before putting the glass bottle with unknown powder on the table.

Previously, those who asked for the high-quality raw materials of the stars were actually the secret words that were negotiated with the Hanged Man, but Xifa did not expect to actually buy a bottle of the materials back.

Xifa opened the bottle and poured out all the contents. After the powder made from the plant was poured out of the bottle, Xifa saw a rolled-up note in it.

Sure enough, the informant of The Hanged Man didn't sell him things for no reason, but used this bottle of powder to spread the news.

Unfolding the note, I saw it read:

The Fossack police are watching. The person you are looking for is at No. 12 Hagenstraße.

......

Fossack police?

Why did the Fossack police monitor the informant of the hanged man? Is it because of him, or because of Morse Abraham?

Xifa burned the slip of paper together with the powder on the table, paying attention to himself, not daring to be careless.

The next morning, Xifa put on the "Thousand Face Traveler" mask and changed into the appearance of an old gentleman. He checked the items on his body. He was wearing a "magic ring" in his hand, a pocket watch with "Mrs. Christie" in his pocket, the "string puppet" was placed in his inner pocket, and the "blood tribute" was placed in his pocket. Located in the gun pouch under the armpit.

Finally, he took several spells from the'Spirit World Treasure Box' and put them on him. These were given by his mother Lanni before going to sea, and he has been reluctant to use them.

Today is a matter of whether or not he can bring back that Abraham, Xifa didn't dare to be careless, and made all the preparations he could do.

After preparing, Sifa put on a coat, wrapped a scarf and a hat, and came to Hagen Street.

House No. 12 is a three-story building with a garden and stables, which is clearly different from other houses in the town.

It seems that this should be the rich people's area in Gran Town, and the people who can live here are not rich and noble.

Although he did not see the suspicious person, Xifa did not take it lightly. He walked in front of house 12, saw a cafe across the street, smiled slightly, and opened the door.

Asking for a cup of coffee, a portion of butter, and a few pieces of potato bread, Sifa is like a real old man, sitting by the window, enjoying this breakfast leisurely.

At the same time, in the garden of house 12 across the street, a mouse passing by the wall suddenly stiffened. After a while, it turned its head and looked at the three-story building in front of it. Into a window.

The mouse got into the kitchen and saw that the kitchen was in a mess. The used tableware was piled up in the sink. I don't know how many days it has not been cleaned.

In the tableware, there were cockroaches coming in and out, making the mouse glance with disgust.

The mouse jumped off the table, walked along the corner, and left the kitchen, looking around in the corridor outside. The corridor was quiet, and there seemed to be no one.

So it had the courage, and ran toward the living room, and just arrived at the entrance of the living room, suddenly a big foot came out of it and stepped on it.

The mouse quickly turned around, avoided the big foot, and shrank behind the curtain on the wall. In the two black and round eyes, a figure of the Fossack man walking towards the kitchen was reflected.

After the ‘giant’ left, the mouse came out of the curtains. It got into the living room, retracted under a sofa, and saw two people walking in the living room.

"How long will we stay here? If it were me, I would have taken the Luen man away two days ago."

"Fortunately, you didn't do this. Have you forgotten that this man had contact with suspects from the Rose School. If we did this rashly, we might have been found and killed before we left the town."

"I hope Your Excellency Sevich will come soon. I really don't want to stay in this room for a quarter of an hour. It smells like a Luen everywhere. It really makes me sick."

The mouse did not continue eavesdropping. It left the living room and found a staircase leading to the second floor. It quickly jumped up, as if there was delicious cheese on it beckoning it...

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