Planet of Sand and Oasis of Iron

Chapter 277 276. Is detective game fun?
The attack only happened once, and it wasn't his company that was in trouble, so Feldrich seemed less aggressive in the next meeting.

After assigning the tasks and asking a few unlucky guys who had not done their previous work well and were criticized by their boss in various aspects to fill in the gaps, Feldrich asked these people who had hurried over to get out of here.

After everyone got out, she sighed and then put on a stern face: "Okay, my mission is over. This hotel... Since they have strengthened their defenses and Abian has sent people over, you are out of work."

"I can see that, you wild... mercenary, you're also looking forward to the commission for capturing the murderer, right? I also like to see people paying for it. Go away, don't get in the way here."

Cypher crossed his arms. "So ruthless? I was the first to react and tackled you."

For some reason, the expression on her face, which looked like someone owed her money, relaxed a little.

Then he said angrily, "Do you know how heavy this piece of metal you have is? Do you know that the moment you rushed over, I felt like I was going to die in your hands?"

"It's okay. With Shengnai here, it's impossible for you to die comfortably."

Feldrich's face turned even worse. She sighed and told Sefer to get as far away as possible. She needed to rest now.

"Why don't you go to the car to rest? It's safe there."

"The car is too narrow. I can't sleep well."

After saying this, she left on her own - since she was so insistent, Seifer did not try to dissuade her anymore.

When she contacted the others, Tien's side was filled with the noisy sound of metal interweaving and various people roaring loudly. It was too chaotic to rely on her.

As for the others... Shengnai was busy working in the hospital, and the two followers (just as they were) were curiously evaluating the high-tech tools in the hospital, and someone even suggested taking them apart to have a look.

Finally, there was Dr. Mei, who was quietly tinkering with something in the room and did not reveal who she was in front of Feldridge.

After confirming the group's condition, Seifer quickly walked to the scene of the incident - which was now blocked by a blockade and no one was allowed to enter.

There were also corporate mercenaries from I/O Enterprise nearby. They were a little nervous when they saw Seifer coming. After he revealed his identity, they were stunned and asked him what he was doing there.

"Come and do the missions! How can an independent mercenary survive without taking missions? Besides, I've rented such a large place for everyone to live in. How can I survive without income?"

The other party was silent for a while, and asked Sefer to accept the task in the mercenary support system, and not to hang around in such a dangerous place, otherwise he would be treated as an accomplice.

——Not to mention, the case content in the support system is quite detailed, and even the price list is very clear.

A reward of 10,000 yuan will be offered for providing accurate clues. A reward of 50,000 yuan will be offered for providing the murderer's name or the name of the mercenary. A reward of 150,000 yuan will be offered for capturing the murderer alive. If the murderer is killed...

If you accidentally kill the murderer, there is a reward if you can find out who sent him, but of course it will definitely not be as much as the reward for catching him alive.

Catching a murderer is actually more important than hunting down a corporate mercenary, a mercenary with a special license. You can only say that I/O Enterprise is very angry.

After confirming the mission, Seifer left the hotel without stopping and walked casually towards the bridge that spanned the buildings built on both sides of the mountain and could accommodate large vehicles.

There were many people who shared the same idea as him. Although there were no traces of the attack, the mercenaries seemed to have transformed into famous detectives, as if they could understand the murderer's thinking by just visiting there.

It must be said that the location is well chosen. Seifer touched his chin and looked carefully at the hotel below, as well as the private open-air hot spring wrapped in one-way glass, then turned and walked down.

Then he contacted Leica who was about to go to bed: "Leica, wait a moment before you rest, we have something wrong here."

"What's going on, Red Arrow?" Sharing what had just happened with her, Leica pondered for a moment, "Becoming a detective... Red Arrow, I suggest you don't stray too far from your mecha. Even for a formidable independent mercenary like you, if you get into too much trouble out there, you'll be too fragile."

Have you forgotten the red crossbow arrow that was smashed like that in the vision but was still able to stand up?

Choosing to ignore this situation, Leica asked him to wait for a moment. There seemed to be some sounds of flipping pages and typing on the keyboard. Just a moment later, Leica said, "Red Crossbow, go here."

The address is in the upper-middle class area where Sefer is located. On the tourist map, this place is a bar street, and on the other side are workshops that sell weapons for mercenaries or do maintenance work.

Confused as to how entertainment and this kind of work could be mixed together, Seifer nodded: "Okay, who should I look for here?"

"Every normal city has an offline intelligence exchange network that's different from public forums like the support system or the mercenary exchange forum, or online areas."

While Leica was explaining slowly, Sefer was already looking for a way to go down.

There are so many stairs in this crappy place. Isn't there a unified elevator?

"...Then, go to this bar. Ignore the mercenaries who claim to have intelligence. Go directly to the bartender and pay for the right to view the footage from their surveillance cameras."

It’s so sophisticated?
But that's right, this is not some rubbish Middle Ages. If the prisoner runs away, he really runs away, and you can only ask passers-by for a few words.

After finding out the price of reading rights, Seifer was shocked. After confirming that the dagger of data invasion was still hanging under his ribs, he spent some time going to the middle and upper levels.

There were various hotels on the road trying to attract business, and their styles and services opened Sefer's eyes - some hotels even said directly that they had new beautiful girls and the price was negotiable.

After seeing Sefer's disguise, they could immediately change their statement and say that a new group of handsome guys had arrived, all of whom were experts in sports and had impeccable kung fu skills.

Leica obviously heard it too. She hesitated for a moment and asked where Sefer was staying today. After getting a definite answer, she was a little surprised, but not that surprised.

Just a reminder that mercenaries sometimes need to relieve the stress of combat, and there are indeed various ways to relieve stress, but many people get sick as a result and have to spend money on treatment.

She was implicitly reminding Sefer that it was best not to spend money on such things—

"You're so detailed, worried that I'm having too much fun out there... Is it because you like me, Leica?"

"...It's just a piece of advice. I hope the mercenaries I'm responsible for don't die so young. It's best if they don't become disabled due to reasons other than combat!"

The call was hung up with a 'click', and then Seifer slowly walked into the bar.

As soon as I walked in, I was greeted by someone. Over there, Tien, whose face was flushed from drinking but full of energy, waved and said, "Hey, you're finally here~"

"Why are you here?"

"Intelligence, isn't that what you said? Come, let me introduce you. This is Zhang San, and this is Li Si..."

Opposite Tien, two mercenaries with bruised faces and noses covered their faces, trying to use alcohol and water to make their swollen cheeks look better, but to be honest... I suggest going to the hospital.

"Did you hit?"

Tien waved her hands in dissatisfaction: "How could that be? I saw these two being beaten like pigs in the bar, and I just helped them out. Want a couple of drinks?"

(End of this chapter)