Chapter 245 Why Don't You Play Cards According to the Routine?

Si Anke soon realized that the dentist named "Gerald" seemed to have left in a hurry.

Because he didn't take a lot of things.

But it's not like being hunted down...

Because Si Anji found a lot of money in the drawer.

If you run for your life, you can leave everything else with you, but you must bring money.

Not only to open roads, but also to buy lives.

In his drawer, Si An engraved a total of more than 20 banknotes, a dozen silver coins and a small half bag of copper plates. Because he just came to this world, Si Anke didn't know how much the purchasing power of the money was... But according to his experience, the dentist must be very rich.

——Because the toothache is really terrible.

The copper plates and silver coins have some influence on carrying and make noises, so they were temporarily put back in their original places in Si Ankang, and only the banknotes were carried close to the body.

Si Anke also found some decent clothes - he even boiled water in the dental clinic to take a bath, then combed his hair neatly before putting on this thick and warm exquisite clothes.

After that, Si Anke also found something that could be used.

His "handy" skill seems to be activated all the time.

Some items that can form a trap will sometimes suddenly emit a bright white light, and when they can get close to other items that form a trap, the white light will become clearer; if the trap can be successfully formed, the white light will become blue. hint.

But this white light will also disturb the thinking of the four dark engravings... because there are some "traps" that cannot be moved.

For example, the bathtub emits a bright white light. Si An pondered for a long time before realizing that what could interact with the bathtub was a bottle of brown-yellow ointment in the medicine cabinet.

It seemed to be a salve for paralysis.

"...I understand, beating people."

Four dark moments suddenly.

Yes, he has also played the game of hitting people... and he is quite good at it.

After realizing the real use of the skill of skillful hands, Si Anke immediately began to collect other things in the dental clinic.

Like the bottle of ointment... like a soft piece of iron that can be bent into a lock-picking tool, like a sharp knife for cutting the gums. In addition, there are other bits and pieces of props such as hemp rope and thin thread.

Si Anke also found a painting.

It was wrapped in oily cloth, rolled up in a very thick black cloth, hidden in a dark compartment under the bed, and seemed to be very valuable. Si Anke put it back in place, noting its location.

When everything was ready, Si An Mo walked to the window and opened the curtains by a small slit.

Rusty Water Street, only one street apart.

The back of No. 13, facing the front of No. 23.

During the mission, he seemed to be beaten by the group of people at No. 23 Rusty Water Street-to prevent himself from being discovered and hunted down by people who came out of it before he approached. Si Anke decided to go to a high room where No. 23 Rusty Water Street could be seen, first observe the surrounding road conditions and step on it.

He stood behind the curtain and watched silently for nearly ten minutes, confirming that there seemed to be no one in No. 23.

He just left Gerald's Dental Clinic, restarted stealth and went downstairs. And canceled stealth in unmanned corners.

He calmly walked to the alley near No. 23.

At the moment of entering the darkness, he crouched down and waited for himself to complete the sneak.

I saw his body gradually disappear... After he finished sneaking again, he maintained his sneaking posture, using the hemp rope he picked up in the dental clinic, and the simple one he got after dismantling the iron fence door of the dental clinic. The iron bar of the weapon formed a grappling hook, threw it accurately, and hung it on the balcony on the second floor.

Then Si Anqi walked in from the balcony silently.

Fortunately, no one was inside.

Si Anke carefully observed the number of daily necessities and confirmed that there should be three people living here. From the cabinet on the second floor, he found a relatively delicate dagger without e.g. a dagger about the length of his forearm and the thickness of two fingers, and six small bottles of dark green liquid - it was poisonous at a glance .

Each bottle is only the size of the essential oil, just enough to fit on the side of the belt. The short sword can be hung on the other side.

This should be his weapon.

After Si Anke came in, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately there is no one here.

It seems that even if I touch it directly, I shouldn't be caught... But it's okay to be cautious.

He pondered for a while, then took out the paralysis ointment and applied it to the dagger. And put one of the bottles of poison in the kettle.

Then he set up a simple trap - if he hides behind the curtain and pulls the rope, there will be a sound under the curtain on the other side of the room.

This is the first time to arrange this kind of mechanism, even under the guidance of skillful hands, it seems a little difficult.

When Si Anke finished setting up the first mechanism, he heard the voice of a conversation coming from the door.

Si An's face suddenly tightened, and he squatted down and entered the stealth state.

"Why don't we hurry up?"

A middle-aged and elderly man's worried voice came from the door.

Then the key was turned and the door opened.

A thin old man who looked about fifty or sixty years old walked in. And behind him was another strong man who looked only in his thirties and was in his prime.

Two people!

Si An was a little nervous, and felt his heart beating more and more intense... just like the feeling when he cheated in the exam room for the first time.

His palms were sweating constantly, and he didn't even dare to breathe hard.

Fortunately, the stealth skill is still quite useful. When Si Anke squatted down and didn't move, the two did not find him.

The younger man retorted: "Let's go? Where can we go? When we go to other places, don't you have to use a knife to fight for the territory?"

"At least stay away from those obscure false god believers."

The old man muttered, apparently just casually saying, "Stay here, or you'll be killed at some point."

"Ha, that's true."

The strong man sneered and cursed in a low voice.

He beat the bed and muttered in a low voice, "This new lord, he dares to kill even a viscount, what else can't he do?"

"When someone kills a viscount, it's an infighting of the nobles; but if we dare to attack him, it will be a big problem."

The old man laughed and said coldly, "That kid dared to kill the Viscount directly, and he just made an excuse to say that it was a rotten cultist... Will the rotten cultists kill him, don't we know yet?

"This little lord is so decisive in his actions, he is definitely not someone to be provoked, he is very tight. What did the eunuch who came here before say, the third young master of the crow family is a weak waste... I wondered, he might be I have a grudge against the lord, and I want us to help him test it."

"Fortunately, the eldest brother is smart and didn't do anything just to collect the money," the young man said slowly with some happiness. "Otherwise, if the lord is provoked, we will not be able to run away."

"I mentioned this to Bob."

The old man said, poured himself a glass of water, and muttered: "How about we sell the information to that little lord at a price. From now on, he will take care of his Qingshui Street, and we will take care of our Rusty Water Street... If the two are not next to each other, how good you say. Anyway, this is the poor...the poor..."

As he spoke, his voice suddenly became extremely hoarse, and his movements froze in place.

The old man's mouth wriggled twice, he stretched out his hand to hold his throat and spit it out.

But he just threw up two mouthfuls, and suddenly fell forward weakly into his own vomit, his face was purple and he was panting hard, and he was out of breath.

The younger man's expression suddenly became tense.

He didn't care about the old man's state at all, just vigilantly put down the act of wanting to pick up the water glass, and instead pulled out the scimitar from his waist.

"Poisonous? Has anyone been here?"

He whispered and looked around: "Are there stalkers?"

The man walked to the middle of the room while remaining vigilant, trying to turn on the light in the middle of the room.

At this moment, he heard a very slight sound from under the curtain - if he hadn't kept quiet, he might not have heard it.

He was all too familiar with that voice—

It was the sound of multiple silver coins bumping into each other in the pocket.

He suddenly raised his head and squinted his eyes and looked at the curtains.

He stared for a while, but gave up.

The man turned and slowly stepped back towards the door, his eyes looking at the direction upstairs.

But the moment he passed the curtain, he suddenly became angry, turned around and roared and slashed at the curtain with a knife!

The sound of cracking silk came—

Under that curtain, there was only a purse hanging on a rope!

And it was his own purse!

The man's pupils shrank suddenly.

He realized something, but it was too late.

He felt a chill on his lower back, and an extremely precise strike avoided the most powerful position of bones and muscles and poked into his kidneys.

A burst of heat followed the pain, followed by a strong numbness that flowed through the body, obscuring the pain behind him.

His legs immediately became numb, just like the feeling after squatting for a long time, the numbness and coldness made him cry out.

"—Don't kill me!! Friend!!"

The young bandit immediately threw the machete on the ground without hesitation, raised his hands and shouted angrily, "I surrender!!"

The loud voice shook the four dark moments who had just completed a backstab and was about to knock the man unconscious.

He was at a loss for a while.

...how can you surrender?

You don't play cards according to the routine?

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