Donald did not set a detailed trading time with the seller code-named Jazz. This was his deliberate reasoning that something might matter tomorrow and could not come. In fact, it was a common push and pull in transactions.

He doesn't want the other party to discover his urgency, but to create an atmosphere where you don't trade with me, and you're losing the only way to lose.

Only in this way can the Jazz prepare to trade items with all his heart. Otherwise, with Donald's eyesight, he would really not be able to see the tricks of what the other party took out.

Spell Skills, this is the reward for Donald to agree to translate the second slab. Of course, it is not necessary to take out the advanced spells. It is okay to win by quantity, as long as the added value is not less than the clock meditation method.

If the other party takes out a bunch of low-level spell scrolls, Donald is not afraid, and even accepts it happily. What he lacks now is the foundation, whether it is useful or not, read more and learn more, so as to learn more.

His lack of the orthodox church system cultivation is equivalent to crossing the river by feeling the stones. He has no way to retreat. His steps must be steady. Therefore, it is always correct to be firm in this aspect.

Leaving the Qiwu District, this time there is no regret in the underground market. With guns in a short time, I finally resisted in the face of danger. I also exchanged the knowledge in my mind for a very good meditation method. After I go back, I can start to improve my mental power.

In the midst of difficulties, Donald seemed to have seized the way to survive.

Instead of leaving in a hurry, he stayed on the outer layer with some funds left. Donald wandered around the grocery stall. This was the event. With his spiritual vision ability, he quietly glanced at each stall, trying to find the treasures buried by abandoned debris.

But luck seemed to have been exhausted in the previous two transactions. Donald walked around the outer miscellaneous area and turned his eyes into a rabbit-like red eye. He was sour and could only squint his eyes and give up, thinking that the books he had read before were indeed unreliable, and it was not so easy to get treasures on these ordinary street stalls.

In fact, this is also an environmental problem. Now is a period of booming industry. Machinery and capital are the main themes of this era. With the propaganda and suppression of the government and the church, many good things are sold to the church at the first time. Not only are they given money, but they also provide job opportunities, so there are naturally fewer things coming from the underground market.

If the base of items is reduced, the chance of delivering good goods will naturally not be higher. Picking up bargains is like buying a lottery ticket, which depends on luck.

Since he hadn't found anything, Donald simply went to the cane shop he saw between the weapons zones and bought a hidden knife cane for 1 gold pound.

Donald is now a social person. Sherlock has mentioned in the past two days that he asked him to find time to buy canes. As a gentleman, how can he not have canes when going out?

That would make people feel weird. Although Donald does not have such thoughts and habits, he cane is indispensable when he adapts to local customs.

Donald spent his time choosing this hidden knife stick, and chose the simplest one from a pile of gold-inlaid silver-plated canes. On the one hand, the price is cheap, and on the other hand, he has not forgotten his identity. Detective Sherlock Swift’s assistant, he remembers that the boss’s stick is silver-plated, and he has a gold-plated one? Wouldn’t that cause trouble for himself?

The handle is a wooden T-shaped shape with a curvature, which is easy to grasp. The body of the staff is the most ordinary ash, with a layer of brass embedded in the middle ring. Just twist the handle slightly to the right and then pull it out, and the knife inside can be unsheathed immediately.

Not to mention, Donald himself has a good image and temperament. He is really handsome and stylish with this cane.

There is still money left, but I can't use it casually. The remaining money has to be saved, so I returned the same way.

I returned to the surface and looked at the time. At 10 o'clock, the evening in the restaurant was a bit deserted, and only a few scattered guests were still dining, and the waiter had already started cleaning the floor.

People's work and rest time is always linked to the situation of the city. For medium-sized cities like Puston, citizens will return home one after another at around half past ten. Apart from the reason for having a job the next day, it is actually because crimes are common in cities.

After eleven o'clock, it was officially late at night. Wandering alone outside easily attracted the "hyenas" in the dark, and they were at their own risk.

Unable to find a nearby carriage carrying passengers, Donald had to choose to walk home. Fortunately, he recognized the detective office directly from the commercial street, and went to the office first and then turned home, which was about half an hour away.

The first half of the road was very smooth and nothing happened. However, when Donald walked to Iris Street from the door of the office, something happened.

From the moment Donald entered Gesang Street, he felt that there was an unforgettable feeling that there was a pair of eyes staring at him somewhere. It was like when you just finished watching a horror movie, whether you were sitting or lying, whether in the bedroom or in the living room, you always felt something was spying on the darkness, and you couldn't help but feel panicked.

Most of the shops on the commercial street are clothing stores or grocery stores. The closing time of this type of shop is usually at 9 pm. Therefore, the lively streets during the day are now empty, with only a little light leaking out from the curtains above the buildings on both sides.

As his steps subconsciously accelerated, Donald's eyes looked for something that could reflect the situation behind him, such as shop window glass.

I saw nothing, and behind me was the empty street. Rows of kerosene lamp posts cast halos on the ground. Although it was light, it highlighted the darkness where the light was not reached.

He did not dare to look back at will. According to the experience of certain episodes he had watched in the past, he would not only not see anything at all, but would also let the other party know that he had noticed something strange and might take action in advance.

If it weren't for an illusion, someone was following him... Could it be that the cult found that he was still alive and wanted to deal with him again?

Recalling the first time he and Sherlock went to the detective office to see the person on the street the day before yesterday, Donald's heart tightened, and his right hand seemed to be swinging around his waist casually. He unbuttoned the buttons he had put on to hide the gun before, revealing the handle of the gun at his waist. The panic in his heart was reduced a little. Fortunately, he just bought a gun, and even if the shooting accuracy was not very good, it was really good to use it as a deterrent. If you fire a few shots in a row, you can still call the police.

Try to walk forward by the street lights and keep yourself in the light. It is about ten minutes away from Iris Street.

Hulu ~
Chapter completed!