Mystery: Who has seen my brother?

Chapter 205 Middleman

Lina trotted a few steps and walked briskly to Eve's table. She completely ignored the people whispering around her and sat down opposite Eve. She asked politely, "What a surprise! Your Excellency is here too."

Eve looked up at the crowd around her and said nothing.

"Don't you like them?" Lina stood up with her arms on the table and said, "I can expel them all."

"No thanks," Eve shook her head, put down the glass that still had a third of ale in it, and said, "Let's go somewhere else."

Then, Eve suddenly said, "Want to go drink together? It's my treat, drink as much as you want."

Lina was slightly startled by the familiar words, but then she reacted without any embarrassment, and praised naturally: "Sir, you are so generous. I won't be polite then."

"I know a tavern, the Flying Fish Tavern, maybe you will like it." Lina took the initiative to recommend it with a somewhat attentive attitude.

Eve said nothing, but nodded slightly in agreement.

But Lina was not frustrated by Eve's slightly cold attitude. She still looked cheerful and kept looking for topics to talk about along the way.

"Meet me at the Flying Fish Tavern after the hunt."

Eve was delivering information to Klein, while also taking the time to respond to Lina's meaningless chat.

……

"Hu, hu, hu..."

After running for an unknown distance, even Danitz, who had such a strong physique, began to gasp for breath. It felt like a blade was stuck in his throat, and every breath he took was accompanied by a slight pain.

Gradually, the pace slowed down, one step, two steps, three steps, and finally stopped.

Danitz took a deep breath, but he smelled a faint smell of blood in the air.

"Shit!"

Danitz felt that he needed to go to the church and pray for himself, if he could enter the church.

The faiths of the Rhodes Islands are diverse, but there are only two churches - the Lord of Storms and the God of the Sea.

As a pirate, Danitz was not welcomed by the Orthodox Church, and as an Intis, he was not welcomed by the local Sea God faith.

Dusk and night are good times for adventurers to hunt pirates. Danitz speculated that it might be an adventurer who was processing his prey.

The Hunter's keen sense of smell allowed him to quickly locate the source of the bloody scent. Danitz looked in the direction of the alley, then retracted his gaze, preparing to take a detour and leave so as not to disturb the unknown brother's hunt.

"Flame Danitz?"

A cold voice suddenly came from the direction of the alley. Danitz immediately turned his head and saw a grim-faced man standing at the previously deserted alley, looking at him. He was wearing a black windbreaker with several dark spots on the hem and chest. It was unclear whether it was the design of the clothes or the bloodstains left by the murder.

Danitz immediately became alert, thinking this man might be an adventurer.

"It's me," Danitz said loudly, "Brother, what's up?"

"I need a middleman." Klein, who was wearing Hermann's appearance, said coldly and expressionlessly.

"Huh?" At that moment, Danitz suspected he had misheard. He rubbed his ears and asked in disbelief, "You want me, a pirate, to act as your middleman? I'm a famous pirate!"

After saying this, Danitz paused for a moment, then asked, "Who is your prey?"

"Val Bells," Klein replied, "The bounty is 2500 pounds." Speaking of the bounty, Klein glanced at Danitz with regret.

Val "The Giant" Bells?

Danitz couldn't help but curse "shit" in his heart again. He had met a powerful guy.

Even if he faced the "Giant" Val Bells, it would take a lot of effort to subdue him, and it would be even more difficult to kill him. However, this adventurer did not look like he had just experienced a fierce battle.

Even with the help of traps, it shows that this guy is strong enough.

Klein turned sideways, leaving a passage in the narrow alley for people to pass through. He then raised his chin, indicating that Danitz could go in and take a look.

Danitz immediately waved his hand to refuse. A narrow passage like this could easily be set up with traps. How could he possibly step into it?

But Klein's attitude also made Danitz realize that he was most likely not lying.

In fact, Danitz also secretly hoped that the other party was not lying. After all, given the current situation, if this was a lie, then the other party might be targeting him.

"Actually, I can help you find a middleman." Danitz laughed twice and glanced at Klein, observing his expression.

Danitz estimated that he might not be defeated, but he would definitely not get any benefits. He simply helped him find a middleman. It was not a big deal anyway.

He believed that he still had some connections in the Rhodes Islands.

Klein wanted to explain that he just needed a middleman, but before he could open his mouth, he realized that Danitz had already figured out what he meant.

He swallowed the words that hadn't come out of his mouth. Klein nodded slowly, expressing his meaning to Danitz.

"Uh... do you want to go look for it with me?" Danitz was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly thought of a question. He twisted his waist and turned back.

If he went to look for it alone, the other party might worry that he would escape, but if they went together, the body might be left here and someone else might pick it up. But if they took a body or a head with them, it would be too conspicuous.

Klein didn't answer. Instead, he turned and walked into the alley again.

Before Danitz could even begin to wonder, he saw the adventurer carrying an iron suitcase, a strong smell of blood emanating from it.

"Shit!"

Danitz couldn't help but curse in his heart. This guy actually wanted to go with him to find the middleman with his head on his shoulders.

"Let's go." Klein carried the suitcase. The strong smell of blood surrounded him, making it difficult for him to smell anything else.

Danitz looked at the expressionless Klein, and finally resigned himself to his fate and found a middleman nearby, hoping to get out of this quickly. However, just as Danitz was about to leave, he was stopped by Klein.

"What's the matter?" Danitz felt that he really needed to go to church to pray for himself.

"You don't charge an agency fee?" Klein looked at Danitz in surprise, unable to believe that there were people in this world who would work for free without asking for pay.

"Agency fee?"

Danitz was stunned for a moment. He hadn't expected to get the agency fee, but after realizing it, he immediately nodded.

This was also the first time Klein paid a pirate an agency fee, so he wasn't sure about the market price. After thinking for two seconds, he said, "Let's go to the Flying Fish Tavern to discuss it."

If I were to negotiate rashly, there might be a risk of a premium, but with Eve as an "old player", it would be different.

(End of this chapter)