The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

On the other side, in the consulting company's office, Malek was biting his pipe comfortably, and his fat clothes were hanging loosely around him, making him look ridiculous.

"Captain, now is a critical period. You can decide how much area of ​​Liam City we can control in the next period of time. You definitely don't need me to stay."

"Go away, get out of here."

"What can you do when you stay? Go and find your reinforcements. You'd better not stay in the city."

"Why?" Gildo felt a little strange.

Negotiations always require some people to support the scene.

"Hey, no one who can persuade me is here, who would dare to drive me crazy then?"

Ok.

Gil opened his mouth to find that he still underestimated the rogue of his captain.

"Captain, are you planning to indulge yourself completely when all of us are not in the city?"

"And if I remember correctly, the manager of Gwen Town seems to be a widow too?"

Gildo couldn't remember exactly how many times he was deceived by his own captain.

Just like at the beginning, when he discovered that his captain was stepping on sixteen boats, the glorious image of the idol collapsed.

That feeling almost made Gildo, the tough guy of steel, cry on the spot.

The saddest thing is when Malek tells Gildo it's all out of love, out of pity

The young and ignorant Gildor actually believed it.

Then he decided to imitate his idol, he walked the streets and used his salary to send warmth to those women without clothes.

"You mean that woman?"

Malek exhaled a series of smoke rings. "His husband isn't missing, he's sitting in a cesspit in their yard."

"Well, it must have been several years."

"Hurry up and do business. You don't have to worry about Sigmon's side. It's just a normal trial mission, to catch an ordinary prisoner, and he can easily deal with it with his strength."

Malek urged Gildo to leave quickly.

"There shouldn't be any surprises." Gildo still believed in Sigmon's strength.

Each new demon hunter must be assigned to perform a simple trial task alone, in which extraordinary factors will not be involved.

But that doesn't mean there's no danger in the course of the mission.

Many superhumans with powerful criminal strength and cunning personalities who have just been promoted to the first rank may even die in the hands of the other party if they are negligent.

Not only that, but in the process of performing the task, many characteristics of the new hunter can also be exposed, which will be recorded in the file.

"By the way, what is Sigmund's code name?"

After joining the demon hunter team, each superhuman needs a corresponding code name.

"Don't say it, let me guess." Malek interrupted Gildor.

"Like your Mister Mighty?"

"Captain, can I apply for a code change?" Gildo's eyes twitched.

"Okay, beat me, you will be the captain."

"Haha, tell me, is his code name Fang Fang, Leng Feng? Evil ghost, poisonous snake or something?"

"Or a perfumer named after a profession?"

"private detective?"

"Neither." Gildo shook his head.

"Sigmon's code name is weird."

"He calls himself, Outlander."

"So your family is not a native of Liam City, so it seems that we are all the same, all outsiders."

Despite Ryan's strong invitation, Sigmund declined the offer to share a carriage with the doctor.

Across the car curtain, he smelled a familiar scent and knew that Ryan was traveling with his female companion this time.

The carriage he was riding in was not large, and with Sigmund and Ashley it would have been extra crowded.

But the general practitioner seemed to be very curious about Sigmund, and they agreed on a place and time to meet in front of the pier, and they made an appointment to take a boat to Gwen Town.

Sigmon doesn't have any opinion on this. To be honest, he also wants to take this opportunity to get in touch with some other supernatural beings.

So after a period of fatigue in the carriage, Sigmon and the doctor successfully met in front of the dock, and there was a previous exchange.

The residents of Abetus like to chat, but the people of the entire Elam Kingdom like to chat about family history, which is basically a special etiquette for normal social interaction.

It was also during his conversation with Ryan that Sigmund learned more about Gwentown.

Although Gwen Town is an island, it is not far from the land. Its structure is extremely special, like an arm extending from the land.

And the position of Gwen Town is like the palm of the arm.

Its overall position is much higher than the land.

This allows the part connecting the island to the land to be completely exposed during low tide.

Under the erosion of sea water and later repairs, the connected rock layers formed a special channel that allowed free passage of carriages.

After the high tide, the channel is covered, and the connection between the island and the land can only be made by boats.

The peculiar geographical location makes Gwen Town attract a large number of middle-class people to come for leisure and vacation. According to Ryan, he and his female partner met here on a previous trip.

The boat they were on was not too big~www.novelmt.com~ but as far as the eye could see, the people standing on the deck were all well-dressed and decent people.

Ryan ordered two glasses of limoncello with ice and went to the deck rail with Sigmon, while Ashley stayed at the dining table with Ryan's red-haired girlfriend Grace.

"The perfume you made for Mrs. Gallard is very special." After a long foreshadowing, Ryan finally revealed some of his true intentions.

"I'm just an agent who makes perfume"

"Hey, listen to Sigmon, we're all superhumans, so you don't have to make up those deceitful nonsense in front of me."

"I'm a general practitioner, and I've done a lot of research on herbal medicine, and even perfume making can be considered a branch of pharmacy in a way. It's more focused on the stimulation of the sense of smell."

"You can't lie to me. There can't be any so-called perfumer. Let's be honest, you made that thing."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because that perfume is so special, I can probably tell the main ingredients that make up the fragrance, but it's weird that those things together shouldn't give off that particular smell in any proportion."

"You know what, your fragrances have inspired me a lot, and I'm doing research on smell recently."

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. I even contacted a broker and wanted to buy some perfume formulas through some special channels."

"Buy the recipe?!"

At first, Sigmund didn't pay much attention to it, but halfway through hearing it, he suddenly remembered the murder of the perfume workshop.

On the surface it appears that greed has caused the tragedy.

But at first, it all seemed to originate from a commission.

The commission of perfume formulations.

Could it be that the so-called delegation is not an accident? !