The bishop is unfathomable.

After thinking about it, Li Wei decided to throw the flyer away.

Because this bar is quite famous.

Even though he had only been there for two days, he had already heard of the reputation of this old local bar.

It became famous for its good quality food and low prices, and for its quick service. It was also a gathering place for local idlers and thugs.

However, no one dared to cause trouble there, because it was Brownstone Gang property.

The Brownstone Gang is considered the underground giant of the Beldor Dominion. Any petty thugs or hooligans who dare to cause trouble will be drowned in the river that very night.

Of course, the key point isn't that, but rather why this flyer ended up here?

Keep in mind that Old Jack's Bar is located in the city center, and it takes half an hour by horse-drawn carriage to get there.

Based on Li Wei's understanding of them, the flyers would at most be distributed within two or three blocks in the vicinity.

Respectable people generally don't go to those kinds of places, since they're a mixed bag. While no one would dare cause trouble inside a bar, things are a different story outside.

It wouldn't be good if someone started targeting us.

"In other words, it's almost certain that the thief brought it."

"But if we're going to steal something, we should at least scout the place beforehand... Ask the surrounding vendors and Thomas if they've seen any strange people loitering around the store lately."

Li Wei walked back to the bookstore and found Thomas, who seemed visibly distracted. "Have you seen any suspicious people around the bookstore lately?"

Thomas rolled his eyes. "With this bookstore's layout, what kind of people can I possibly see sitting here every day?"

"Go ask Karl across the street. He sells small jewelry and often sets up his stall until night before putting his stuff back in his shop. He should have seen quite a few people there."

Li Wei nodded, left the bookstore again, and went to the stall across the street: "Boss, how much are the items?"

"You have excellent taste! These are all newly made ornaments, each one handcrafted by a master craftsman! Each piece costs only 10 Throne Silver Coins."

Li Wei almost choked to death upon hearing this.

This cheap jewelry, made of glass to imitate gemstones, would be worth at most 1 silver coin, but this swindler is selling it to me for 10 silver coins? Why doesn't he just rob me?

Oh well, I'm here to ask for clues anyway...

Li Wei took a deep breath, pretending to browse, and put down the jewelry he had picked up. Then he picked up another piece and casually asked, "Boss, have you seen any strange people hanging around here lately?"

"If you see this, I might be willing to patronize your business."

As he spoke, Li Wei took a gold coin out of his wallet and placed it on the stall.

Just as Carl was about to retrieve the money, Levi grabbed the gold coin and smiled at the boss, saying, "You haven't told me yet."

Carl chuckled awkwardly, then rubbed his hands together and said, "Hey, aren't there plenty of weird people on the streets these days? You need to give me some more hints."

"He's not very tall, doesn't look very rich, and will probably visit the bookstore across the street from time to time."

Carl seemed to understand something, and then said, "Ah... now that you mention it, I do remember."

"Every morning for the past few days, there's been a guy in a brown suit and a newsboy cap wandering around here. He doesn't stay here all the time, but he passes by about once every hour."

Li Wei looked up at Karl: "You remember so clearly?"

"It's because his clothes didn't fit properly; they were clearly a size too big and baggy. His hat, on the other hand, was brand new, and he was acting suspiciously, so it's hard not to remember him."

Just as Carl finished speaking, a homeless man slumped over the stall suddenly spoke up: "Sir, I know this man, you see..."

Li Wei nonchalantly took out another gold coin: "Just say the word, and it's yours."

If Li Wei were to do this himself, he would never be so generous.

But who can blame them when it's just a promotion ceremony?

It's not my own money I'm using.

The homeless man quickly stood up and then smiled ingratiatingly: "This man's name is Jimmy. He's a habitual thief and has been caught by the police many times."

"And besides... sir, you're here to help the bookstore owner investigate a case, right?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, I won't make things up. What I meant was, I saw that guy running away last night. He was clutching a huge book tightly in his arms as he ran towards the slums!"

Li Wei's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he immediately flicked the gold coin to the homeless man. Then, "casually" revealing the revolver at his waist to the homeless man, he said, "Your information is very helpful."

"But don't let me know you said anything unnecessary."

……

……

The slums, a place Li Wei had never been before.

Everywhere you look there are old wooden houses or shacks, and even tents.

The sewage mixed with urine flowed directly on the street, emitting an indescribable odor.

You can also see several priests from the Church of Radiance distributing relief food and winter clothing. Not far away, there is also a construction team hired by the Church of Radiance building a structure, which is probably a winter shelter.

Li Wei had no time to think about anything else, even though he knew the prisoner's escape route, approximate size, and even his name and clothing.

But he still couldn't find out the specific address.

As Li Wei, dressed in a way that clearly didn't fit into the atmosphere, ventured deeper into the slums, he had already spotted three young men following behind him from the perspective of a falcon circling high in the sky.

They finally took the bait.

Li Wei naturally turned into a small alley, and the three young men followed him.

Then, before they could even begin their extortion, a falcon swooped down from the sky, knocking one of them down and scratching another.

The remaining person had his head held down by Li Wei with a revolver.

"Next, I'll speak, and you'll answer."

"If you don't cooperate, you can try to see if there are any bullets in my gun."

……

Five minutes later, Li Wei, having obtained the clues and answers, walked out of the alley.

Sure enough, sometimes violence is faster. Torture is quicker than finding clues from the smallest details.

No. 12, Cotton Mill Street, Riverside Apartment, 2nd Floor, Room 201.

This is where Jimmy, the habitual thief, is hiding.

"I didn't expect to find the target so quickly."

"What? This first-level promotion ceremony is actually quite simple."

"But... isn't it a bit too simple?"

"Not only was the location of the clues obvious, but there were also stall owners and homeless people who happened to witness the suspect."

"Even the three thugs who happened to encounter him and were tempted by the money happened to know the thief's address..."

"Even if the difficulty has been lowered for beginners, isn't it a bit too low?"

"And what exactly do the other three optional tasks mean, besides the first one?"

"What are the hidden risks, the real crisis, and the so-called truth behind the events?"

Li Wei, who was originally planning to head straight to the thief's hideout, pushed the cylinder of his revolver out of the chamber.

All six bullets were neatly packed inside.

For some reason, he had a feeling that he would soon be using this weapon.

This was a warning from his intuition, which had helped him countless times since he transmigrated and was reincarnated.