After hearing this, Zhao Ziliang put down his tea cup and stood up, walked to the pale butler, picked up the badge, looked at it, raised his head and asked: "This badge only serves to distinguish ordinary customers from special customers.
If so, what is the role of the Fallen Assassin Organization?"
The leader’s brain must have gone crazy.
This thing is no ordinary thing.
Look at the coat of arms on it.
This is a master-level handicraft with extremely exquisite carving skills."
The housekeeper kept saying feebly: "Yes, it not only serves to distinguish ordinary customers from special customers, it is also a protection promise.
For any special customer who has it, the fallen promise never to accept other customers' comments.
If a customer requests an assassination, the fallen will also warn the customer after receiving the message."
Zhao Ziliang continued what the butler said: "In this way, after this customer gets the news that his opponent wants to send someone to assassinate him, he can continue to entrust the fallen to kill his opponent, and business will occur between this customer and the fallen.
With a sense of trust, the two parties will cooperate for a long time, and the Fallen will have another long-term and stable customer.
As long as there are more stable customers, the Fallen will not worry about not having assassination commissions, and will not worry about not getting money.
"remuneration" Wan Qingming came over and said: "Young master is right, but if the fallen do this, they will undoubtedly suffer a lot of losses.
If a customer pays a higher price for them to assassinate another customer, wouldn't they make money?"
Zhao Ziliang said: "Every industry has its own rules.
Only short-sighted people will only care about the small profits in front of them.
In fact, observing the rules and keeping promises are the greatest wealth.
Well, give him good food and drink.
Find someone to heal him.
He can't die before this matter is over.
Now we should also go to the grocery store in the third alley to the left of the Senate to meet the fallen person's contact person."
After that, he handed over the things in his hands.
He threw the metal badge to the middle-aged man and walked out.
"yes" The middle-aged man made hurried arrangements and then followed Wan Qingming to chase him out and said to Zhao Ziliang: "Master, how can such a trivial matter be of great help to you?
It is better to let Mr.
Wan lead the team.
With my assistance, we will definitely be able to bring the person back."
"You" Zhao Ziliang stopped, turned to look at the middle-aged man, and said: "You may be good at collecting intelligence and you can lead a branch, but you are not good enough to deal with this assassin organization called the Fallen."
No, there are practitioners in this assassin group.
They can crush you to death with one finger.
Are you sure you can bring them back?"
"This" middle-aged man did not expect that things would turn out like this, so it was no wonder that Zhao Ziliang wanted to take action himself.
A group of more than a dozen people wearing night clothes avoided the patrolling city guard soldiers along the way.
It took more than half an hour to arrive at the door of the grocery store.
However, what appeared in front of them was that the door was open and the store was lit but quiet.
Yes, there was no sound.
Zhao Ziliang led everyone into the grocery store.
He sniffed and felt that the room was still very popular.
Looking around, he saw a pot of wine on the table and some thin batter in an earthenware bowl. , a plate of dried meat, and a few leaves of green vegetables, he walked over and reached out to pick up the earthenware bowl, which was still hot.
Zhao Ziliang sighed: "This bowl is still hot.
We are still a step too late.
Let everyone search it, hoping to find some useful clues."
"Yes" Wan Qingming agreed and nodded to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man immediately waved to a dozen of his special service personnel and said: "Search" The special agents immediately started searching through boxes and cabinets in the grocery store.
So many people quickly turned a small grocery store upside down, but found nothing.
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"Sir, nothing was found."
The middle-aged man looked at Wan Qingming, walked up to Zhao Ziliang, clasped his fists and bowed: "Sir, look at this."
"This man left in a hurry.
I thought I could find some clues.
But now it seems that he was ready to leave at any time.
He didn't leave any useful clues for us."
After Zhao Ziliang finished speaking, he walked out.
After walking out of the grocery store, a breeze blew and it felt much cooler.
Wan Qingming and the middle-aged man walked out of the grocery store with his men.
Zhao Ziliang turned his head to look at the grocery store as he walked, and continued to move forward.
Go.
Suddenly, Zhao Ziliang stopped, looked back at the grocery store again, and turned around at the same time.
Seeing this, everyone else also stopped.
Wan Qingming asked: "Master, what's the matter?"
Zhao Ziliang said nothing, walked back to the door of the grocery store and looked up at the top of the door.
Wan Qingming walked behind him and looked at the top, frowning: "Hey, the signboard seems to be missing.
It looks like it was just taken away."
Zhao Ziliang said in a deep voice: "Why is a person carrying a signboard in the middle of the night?
Let the brothers look for it nearby."
"Yes" the middle-aged man agreed, raising his hand and waving to the others, and the brothers quickly dispersed.
Zhao Ziliang was thinking about it.
This contact person even took down the sign before leaving.
This was a bit suspicious.
Is this sign more important than his life?
Even if this grocery store is a century-old store, it is just a sign. , what is valuable is reputation, not an old signboard.
Wan Qingming asked: "Sir, do you think there is any secret on the sign?"
Zhao Ziliang shook his head and said: "I don't know.
As long as we find it, maybe we can find something.
If we can't find it, this line may be broken."
Soon a brother hurried back and reported: "Sir, something has been discovered."
A few minutes later, Zhao Ziliang, Wan Qingming and the middle-aged man appeared next to a garbage dump.
Some old wooden strips and wooden blocks were scattered on the garbage dump.
Zhao Ziliang thought for a while and ordered: "Take all these wooden strips and wooden blocks back and put them together."
The middle-aged man shouted: "Quickly" Back at the stronghold, with the efforts of many people, an old signboard was rejoined.
Zhao Ziliang walked back and forth in front of the old signboard with his hands behind his back, but his eyes never left for a moment.
There is nothing special about this old signboard.
If there is something special, it is that there is a pattern in front of the signboard name.
Zhao Ziliang frowned.
Why does this pattern look so familiar?
This is a strange pattern.
Zhao Ziliang is convinced that he has never seen it before today, but this pattern is very familiar, so it can only be Zhao Ziliang's eyes flashed, and he turned to the middle-aged man and asked, "Where is that metal badge?"
"Here it is."
The middle-aged man quickly took it out and handed it over with both hands.
Zhao Ziliang took the badge and looked at it.
He slowly squatted down and put the badge in front of the name of the sign.
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He compared it with the pattern on it and found that it was exactly the same.
"Hiss" Wan Qingming and the middle-aged man were shocked when they saw it, "There is really a secret on this sign.
No wonder the contact person took off the sign and destroyed it when he evacuated in a hurry."
Zhao Ziliang threw the badge back to the middle-aged man and asked, "Now do you know what to do?"
"Understood."
The middle-aged man answered immediately after taking the badge, then raised the badge to the other brothers around him and said: "Come and take a look at this thing, remember the pattern on it, and find it for me overnight, and search the city as quickly as possible.
Find all the places with this kind of logo, do you hear me clearly?"
Everyone shouted loudly: "Listen clearly."
"Set off" The search for clues will not be fruitful for a while.
Zhao Ziliang returned to Qin's Trading Company in Lagata before dawn.
Liang Zhenwu came up to him and said, "Why did the young master come back without any news all night?
Master Liu and Master Dugu were so worried.
No rest at night” Dugujun said quickly: "It's nothing for me to wait, as long as the young master comes back smoothly, it will be fine."
"I've made you worry."
After Zhao Ziliang said this, he thought of Qingsong Taoist and asked, "Has the old Taoist come back?"
Liang Zhenwu said: "I have always been at the gate and I have never seen him come back."
Zhao Ziliang frowned when he heard this and had a bad feeling in his heart.
At this time, a guard rushed over and reported: "Sir, the old Taoist priest is back.
He seems to be seriously injured."
"Quick, go over and take a look."
Zhao Ziliang and others immediately ran towards the gate.
Before they reached the gate, they saw two guards holding the old Taoist Qingsong, who was pale and with blood on the corners of his mouth, walking towards him.
At this time, the old Taoist Qingsong was in an extremely embarrassed state.
His robe was torn, covered with dust and mud, and his hair was disheveled. draped.
Zhao Ziliang immediately went up to him and asked, "Old Taoist, how are you?"
Old Taoist Qingsong smiled bitterly and said: "I won't die for the time being, but I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything for more than half a year."
"You heal his injuries first, and we'll talk about the rest later.
Quickly, carry him to the room and lie down."
Old Taoist Qingsong was carried to his bed and sat down cross-legged.
He took out a porcelain bottle and poured a few pills from it, stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it, then he began to close his eyes and heal himself.
A whole morning passed, and it was not until lunch time that Master Qingsong walked out of the room.
He looked much better mentally, but he was still very weak.
Everyone in the lobby saw him come out and stood up.
Zhao Ziliang asked: "Old Taoist, how are you feeling?"
With the support of a soldier, Old Taoist Qingsong came over and sat down, and said to Zhao Ziliang and everyone: "After treatment, the injury has been temporarily stabilized.
It will take more than half a year to cure it."
Zhao Ziliang nodded and said: "Then you should take your time to recover.
I won't be able to ask you questions when you come back in the morning.
Now that your injury is stable, tell me what's going on.
With your ability, you can conquer the world."
Okay, why was it hurt so badly this time?"
Old Taoist Qingsong took a sip of tea and sighed: "Hey, this time the boat capsized in the gutter.
I followed that guy all the way to the Holy Apostles Cathedral.
I thought to myself that this Holy Apostles Cathedral is the home company of the Assassin organization.
Tarasius, the Patriarch of the Church, is the leader of the assassins.
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How come the Cathedral of the Holy Apostles is It couldn't be the lair of the Assassin organization.
With this thought in mind, I followed him into the Holy Apostles Cathedral, but I didn't expect that I would be attacked from behind not long after I entered.
He was a church knight who specializes in close combat and swordsmanship.
His human skill cannot be said to be very strong, he is only a little higher than Captain Zhang Huchen.
Little by little, but this guy is good at hiding his figure and making sneak attacks.
He suddenly appeared behind me and slashed out a sword energy.
I barely arrived, but was still injured by the sword energy, so I had to escape in a hurry, but soon came out again for five seconds.
There are six church knights.
These people have learned the same skills.
Some are good at close combat, and some are good at close combat.
They were good at long-range magic attacks.
They surrounded Lao Dao.
Lao Dao tried his best to escape at the risk of being seriously injured.
However, these people kept chasing them.
Lao Dao followed them in circles all night before he found time to use them.
You can use magic to escape, otherwise this stinky person will just be found there
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