After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

So they also fled from here.

It's not that Dickens's atrocities had no impact on him, but those who had a problem with him either died or escaped.

The remaining people, because of the control of public opinion by the group of nobles who helped Dickens, watched the crackdown with a nonchalant attitude.

As for the few rich people who showed compassion... there were only a few of them, so Dickens could just ignore them. They wouldn't have any impact on him anyway.

"As expected, we still need to find a way to deal with him..."

As Murphy walked on the road, he was thinking about how to let Old Jed get rid of Dickens.

He can't do this because he has no identity. If he is discovered, he will be in trouble.

But old Jed is different. He is better at doing this kind of thing than himself, and he can definitely cover up Dickens' death as an accident.

Moreover, even if he was really discovered, he still had the shield of his viscount identity.

Murphy had reason to suspect that Old Jed kept Dickens just because he wanted to get more from him, otherwise he would have gotten rid of him long ago.

But he didn't expect that he would suddenly die in the maze, nor did he expect that Dickens would get the advantage in the end.

But he probably won't have that chance this time, because Murphy has already arrived at the tavern.

He walked into the shabby tavern, ignoring the group of poor people getting drunk inside, and went straight to the door of Holt's office.

"Tuk Tuk"

"Please come in."

After getting Holt's answer, Murphy opened the door and walked in.

Before Holt could speak, he asked his question directly: "Uncle Holt, is the master here?"

After hearing Murphy's question, Holt said in a kind tone: "The boss is in the backyard now, are you going to report?"

"Ah."

Holt gave a look of understanding.

In fact, he was quite surprised when he found out yesterday that Murphy went to "work".

After all, Murphy had never been willing to do such bad things before, but he suddenly changed his mind after coming here yesterday.

Because of this, his attitude towards Murphy became better.

Of course, it's impossible for him to accept Murphy right now, because...

"Sharon seemed a little unhappy after she came home last night. Do you have any idea?"

"Didn't she tell you?"

Looking at Murphy's puzzled expression, Holt gritted his teeth secretly.

This kid is annoying in the least. He simply can't read the atmosphere.

If I had the nerve to ask her, would I even bother asking you here?!

Although Holt was very unhappy with Murphy, he still had a kind expression on his face.

"After all, you know, it's hard to guess what a girl is thinking, and I'm her father, so it's not easy to ask her."

Murphy thought about it and guessed the reason.

Fathers are always embarrassed to take the initiative to touch their children's hearts, but this is not acceptable.

This is not a good father.

So, under Holt's expectant gaze, he nodded solemnly: "As expected of Uncle Holt, you are right."

"It's really hard to guess what a girl is thinking. I can't really tell what Sharon is thinking, and I guess I'd be wrong even if I did."

"So I still think it's better for uncle to ask her himself."

After finishing speaking, Murphy showed a helpful smile and continued, "If Uncle Holt needs anything, I can help you ask her."

"Of course, in your name, uncle."

Holt even wanted to curse.

He was wrong. It was not that Murphy couldn't read the atmosphere, he was just trying to irritate people on purpose.

Holt stood up with a dark face and said nothing, then opened the secret door to the backyard.

His meaning was very clear, he wanted Murphy to get out of here quickly.

Murphy said nothing more.

Maybe Sharon didn't want to tell her dad about it? If I told Holt, wouldn't that be meddling?

He smiled and nodded at Holt, then walked into the secret door.

Before leaving, he thanked Holt: "Thank you, Uncle Holt, for opening the door for me."

Well, what a polite person.

As for what Holt was thinking, he had no idea.

Chapter 40: It was the rat who stole the things, what does it have to do with me, old Jed?

After entering the backyard, Murphy saw old Jed training Sharon.

At this moment, Sharon was walking barefoot on the raised floor - something similar to a massage mat.

Strangely, while enduring the strange feeling coming from under her feet, she stared at Old Jed intently.

Old Jed was sitting in a corner of the backyard.

He didn't pay attention to Sharon's condition, but just stared blankly at himself, taking a sip from the bottle of cheap wine next to him from time to time.

He had just taken this from the tavern. This was the wine that the rats and poor people usually drank.

Hmm...it has no taste. Next time, ask Holt to add less water.

Although Old Jed just lowered his head and drank his wine, he would occasionally look up at Sharon.

Every time this happened, Sharon couldn't help but let out a long sigh, then returned to the starting point of the acupressure mat and started the movements again.

Murphy certainly knew what they were doing.

This seemingly strange interaction between the two is actually a form of training that can dilute the emotions contained in their gazes.

As mentioned before, people can feel the gazes of others, and the stronger the emotions contained in the gaze, the greater the possibility that others will feel it.

And this was the reason why Sharon was discovered by Rayleigh last night.

The acupressure pad was used to amplify emotions. Whenever Old Jade looked up at Sharon, it meant that her gaze had been noticed and she would have to be retrained.

This training method, like the previous two, was something Old Jed came up with himself.

Murphy had naturally also done this kind of training, but as to whether it was useful... he didn't dare to say for sure.

It should, maybe, probably, be useful.

Murphy stood at the entrance, quietly waiting for Sharon's next failure.

But this time Sharon seemed to have come to her senses and persisted for a long time.

Until... out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of Murphy standing at the entrance.

The next moment, Old Jade looked up, which meant that her training this time still ended in failure.

"Master."

"coming?"

"Well, I didn't find you in the alley."

"I came here to do something this morning, and was stopped by this girl."

Old Jed yawned at Murphy who was walking over.

He was indeed a little sleepy. After all, he had only come to the tavern to arrange something with Holt.

But what he didn't expect was that Sharon ran here early in the morning, and then he was dragged into the backyard by Sharon.

There was no way, after all, he did promise Sharon yesterday that he would give her extra training.

Although it's not impossible to refuse firmly, but...

Forget it, I'm not very busy lately anyway.

Old Jed sighed silently in his heart, then looked at Murphy: "What good things did you get yesterday?"

He wasn't worried that something might have happened to Murphy last night, and even if something had happened, it would definitely have been Sharon, or both of them.

So when he was training Sharon before, he didn't ask what happened last night, but waited for Murphy to come and report.

He believed that Murphy would not let him down.

Murphy nodded when he heard this. He took out a small bag of money from his armor and handed it to Old Jed.

"I just took a bag of money, but didn't find anything good."

He took it from Dickens' bedroom yesterday.

"Oh my, that's quite a lot."

Old Jed just shook the bag and felt its weight to know approximately how much money was inside.

"This shouldn't be all, but time was too tight and I didn't find anything else."

Hearing Murphy's words, Old Jed looked at him in surprise and clicked his tongue.

"What? Are you still greedy now?"

Murphy scratched his head and coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

In fact, it’s not that he has become greedy, but he just feels a little bit sorry.

I finally managed to go there last night, but Rayleigh showed up suddenly, so I couldn't dig out anything better from Dickens.

Thinking of Rayleigh, his expression straightened again.

"Let's get down to business. I heard something interesting last night."

"Okay, come and sit down."

Old Jed moved his butt to the side to make room for Murphy, then turned to look at Sharon: "You continue practicing."

He glanced at Murphy and added again.

"Anyway, we're both here, you can keep an eye on whoever you want."

"Okay Master."

Sharon nodded and went back to her training.

Murphy told Old Jed about the conversation between Riley and Dickens last night.

"Here's the thing..."

"..."

"..."

Because the conversation didn't contain much content, it was finished quickly.

However, what puzzled Murphy was that Sharon seemed to be staring at her all the time.

In the brief time just now, he had already looked up at Sharon several times, and she had reopened her eyes several times.

But Old Jed didn't react at all.

So, she was always staring at me?

Although Murphy thought that being a training subject was not a big deal, being stared at all the time was still a bit...

Moreover, what on earth did that undisguised look make him look like he was undergoing special training?

...Never mind, it doesn't matter.

"Only this?"

"Well, Master, what do you think?"

Old Jed took a sip of his wine, then wiped his short, stiff beard to clean off the wine drops.

"If my guess is correct, he will probably come to see me soon."