The Righteous Player(s)

　　 Apart from anything else, Annan is still very confident in his acting skills and memory.

　　 After seeing that portrait of Ai Lei, he remembered Ai Lei's expressions and movements.

　　 So he pushed back from the finished product to a real person, completely reproduced the expressions and movements of "Ile" at the time, and easily allowed Amos Morrison to complete this portrait without suspicion.

　　 But Annan is not the real Elle Morrison after all.

It seems that Annan’s performance is too perfect, even more like Ile than "Ile"... Or he was really motionless for more than two hours, but hesitation appeared on Amos's face. expression.

　　 Is this suspicious?

Or……

　　 An Nan's heart moved slightly, vaguely moved to kill.

　　 is different from the previous scene.

　　 Previously, Annan used the body of the old version of the painter "Amos". Not only was his body weak and weak, but his abdomen was pierced and blood flowed unstoppable. There is really no ability to act.

　　 But his daughter Elle Morrison is different.

　　 This is a very young and healthy body.

　　 Even if Amos is in his prime at the moment, Annan is at least 70% sure that the attack will succeed and kill her father directly here.

　　——As long as you die, I will probably be safe.

　　 But Annan hesitated and gave up.

　　 Because he soon discovered that Amos was not doubting his identity...

　　 but... a little guilty?

　　 "Um... I'm sorry, Elei. You did a good job, but I can only draw it like this."

　　 Amos sighed and muttered in a low voice, "If there is that thing..."

"Ok?"

　　 Annan tried to use the least amount of information to express doubts.

　　 The painter sighed again.

He hammered his thigh a little regretfully, and muttered to himself: "Unfortunately, it's already used up...no, no. It should be said, it's good to run out, otherwise you are so beautiful. If there are still stocks, I might be true I can't help but use it..."

　　 The man said, slowly put down the paintbrush, and looked at his daughter tiredly.

　　 "I'm sorry, Ai Lei. I lied.

　　 "Our agreement, from the very beginning, was impossible to complete. Because what you didn't know is that the people I have drawn portraits are actually..."

　　 Speaking of this, a trace of pain flashed in Amos's eyes.

　　 Obviously, confessing this to his daughter is tantamount to torture his soul.

　　 But Annan remained motionless and insisted until the portrait painting was completed, which seemed to trigger some conditions.

　　 It should have been an agreement between the two before. If Ai Lei can persist to the end, then Amos must paint her "that kind of" portrait.

　　 Obviously, this condition was impossible to hold from the beginning.

"I didn't want to tell you about it. I used to think that if you were disturbed or impatient, I would pretend to be angry-I thought you would be like this. In that case, Dad would blame you for wasting precious valuables. God bestows paint and refuses to draw a portrait for you..."

　　... God-given paint?

　　Annan quickly realized the key points from Amos's words.

　　 "No need to apologize, Dad."

　　 Through Amos’s tone, Annan slowly figured out the possible character of Ile, staring into Amos’s eyes and slowly said, “I don’t want to...”

Seeing the moment of confusion and doubt in Amos's eyes, he suddenly changed his conversation: "At least if I know it is not good for me, I won't continue. I believe you...you don't It might lie to me, especially... he said the same thing before."

　　 Hearing this, Amos finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The smile on his face eased: "That's good, Ai Lei. You grow up... But remember, don't say these words outside. This painting is for you, happy birthday. "

　　 "Thank you."

　　 Annan smiled and said, "But I think this gift is not enough."

　　 "That's natural."

　　 Amos said again and again: "I'm going to buy you cakes. Some time ago, we just came to a pastry chef from the capital. It is said that the craftsmanship is very good..."

　　 Wait, pastry chef?

　　 A word suddenly flashed in Annan's mind.

　　 That is the senior Salvatore. When he introduced him to the "landmark merchant" of Frozen Water Port, he told him:

　　 "——The old bakers in Dongshuigang are very skilled. It is said that they came from the royal capital decades ago.

　　Here...isn’t it the frozen water port decades ago?

　　Annan seemed to feel a surge of lightning from his spine, and asked tentatively: "Why does he come from the capital? We here...it's pretty remote too."

The word 　　 remote can be said to be very cautious. Because it is quite subjective.

　　 No matter where you are, you can call yourself a remote location. Even in the royal capital, people who live on the edge of the royal capital can call themselves "remote living", and no one will think that there is a problem.

　　 But Amos has no vigilance towards Annan, or "Ile" at all.

　　 "It should have been a lot of money saved in the last half of my life, so I don't want to do it anymore. After all, the prices here are low."

He replied casually: "Although the Frozen Water Port is a bit remote, it is also a non-freezing port. Ilei, you don't know. Many foreign specialties can be bought three or four times as long as they are sold in the capital. "

　　 "This way..."

　　Annan nodded suddenly.

　　 When Amos left the room, he narrowed his eyes slightly. Those pure and clear grandmother green eyes belonging to Ile Morrison showed the cunning and deepness of a fox at this moment.

　　 It really is the past here. It was a frozen water port decades ago.

　　Speaking of which, the first copy seems to have actually happened in the past...

　　 But for that copy, because the time span was too small, Annan didn't realize how much time the "Nightmare" could achieve.

　　 And now, he is finally convinced.

　　-at least for decades.

　　 He got the identity of Annan in that copy ~www.readwn.com~. Got a lot of secrets belonging to the Gerant family...

　　 So, what can he get in this copy?

　　 In this nightmare woven from real events decades ago, what valuable information can he get?

　　For example...

　　 That baker.

　　 Amos's inference is wrong. Because after a few decades, the frozen water port has become very shabby, so it is impossible to buy foreign specialties. But the baker not only did not leave, but settled here... People can't afford cakes or pastries, so he left his craft to bake bread.

　　 Even the locals in Frozen Water Harbor are very surprised why he wants to do this.

　　 It is said that the baker once won the Royal Capital’s pastry chef competition. In his capacity, even going to be a white kitchen cook in a nobleman's house is definitely lighter and more profitable than opening a bakery.

　　 About his secret, it seems that you can explore it at this time.

　　 But before that...

　　Annan decided to take advantage of Ai Lei's father not at home.

　　 He is going to demolish his house.

　　 Whether it is intelligence, information, knowledge, secrets, plus treasures, weapons, equipment... he wants it all!

　　 This is not the player who randomly enters the house to search for NPCs-he is doing the main task!

　　 The main mission asked him to "explore the secrets of Amos Morrison".

　　 Since it is a secret, it will definitely not be hidden where anyone can see it.

　　 "Ming Ming Rindong's clan emblem is a wolf head, why should I do husky work..."

　　 Annan grumbled dissatisfiedly, and jumped out of the bed.

　　Annan, not Husky Winter, began to skillfully take apart the room of Ile Morrison.