Since traveling through time, Sigmon has also been involved in some dealings with the contract-creating agents.

At the beginning, Nick was full of spirituality and looked no different from ordinary children. But strangely, when we met for the second time, Nick's combat power was greatly improved.

But only the previous spirituality is missing. Even if it is realistic on the surface, it is easy for people to see that it is a non-human creature.

It's even more strange to meet this in front of you.

Sigmon certainly wouldn't think that's Savry himself.

It seems that Safry usually uses this guy to pretend to be a fool when he goes out. He has lived in this town for many years, without relatives, friends, and is withdrawn.

I guess everyone who comes to the door to repair his character knows his personality.

In addition, his price is indeed fair, no one will have any bargaining ideas because of this price.

So most old customers will leave their things and leave. By the time the goods are picked up, the real Saffry will be back long ago. As long as the cycle is calculated, it will almost never be exposed.

Sigmun, on the other hand, instinctively saw the flaw because he had a lot of experience in contact with the spiritual puppet.

He didn't know whether this fake watchmaker was a spiritual puppet, but the characteristics it showed would make people feel very funny.

They were lucky. After waiting for a while, the sky gradually became gloomy. It seemed that a heavy rain would come at any time.

"It's time for you to come out."

Sigmun quipped at Ashley.

"Do you think you're a free sex with me?" the female assassin asked with a smile.

The word "Free" is pronounced in Chinese, and Ashley also heard it from Sigmun. At first she didn't understand what it meant, but later Sigmun explained it to her.

It is basically the behavior of not spending any reward and driving others to work.

But no one knows that the simple female assassin is that the important thing about this word is not the first word, but the second word.

Sigmun smiled awkwardly, "Not, not."

If you have more encouragement and vote for a recommendation, it is not considered a waste of time.

As for those who spend money to subscribe, it is the master who has to go to the second floor!

Thunder sounded, and the sky turned dark.

Ashley smiled and stopped talking. The figure flashed and disappeared into the shadow.

The second-level stalker can already stand alone.

Sigmun sat in the carriage and waited patiently.

Soon it started raining outside, and the rain continued until the sun set in the evening.

At this moment, Sigmun suddenly noticed that the pen in his arms was trembling slightly.

He took out the letter paper and wrote it automatically. It was probably because Ashley found something in the room, so he quietly copied it.

With the caution of the female assassin and the blessing of complete invisibility in the shadows, no abnormality will be found even if a person is sitting in the room.

Of course, if Savry really stayed in the room, Ashley would need to be careful, but if the person sitting inside was a stupid doll.

Then there is much more room for him to operate.

The pen stopped writing, Sigmun shook the letter paper, and on the surface, it seemed just a simple letter of condolence, a faraway old friend's concern for his well-being.

But since Savry's identity has been confirmed, Sigmon tried to crack it.

The first letter extraction, the last letter extraction, and the jump grid are not correct.

In the end, there was no way, Sigmun tried to apply the method of obtaining addresses from newspapers.

"It's done?!"

Looking at the new combination of words with a lot of laughter, Sigmun was no longer able to complain.

"The date of the letter was 18th, and the time for participation was marked yesterday. In other words, someone wrote to Owl Saffry, hoping that he would attend a party... Because of this reason, he gave up the party on the 23rd."

Confirm that the owl was not a dangerous accident, Sigmun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After thinking about it, this reason is indeed reasonable.

During the extraordinary party he attended last time, the owl took out several scarce reinforcement materials in one breath. It is hard to believe the richness of the items in his hands, all of which came from his collection alone.

If there is another extraordinary organization hidden behind him, then all this will be easy to explain.

“21 Belland Street.”

What is this place?

While he was thinking, Ashley knocked on the car door and jumped up. The female assassin had some rain on her body, and the thin fabric was tightly pressed against her body.

Sigmun took off his coat and put it on for her, then handed over the address in his hand.

“I know this place.”

"You know?" Sigmun looked surprised.

"Is it strange? I have recorded the main streets of the surrounding cities." Ashley replied expressionlessly.

Sigmun opened his mouth slowly, then stretched out his thumb and spit out two words: Awesome!

"Awesome?" Ashley simulated Sigmun's pronunciation.

"What does that mean?"

Ahaha, Sigmun smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the subject.

"The rain has stopped, let's go."

He jumped to the front of the carriage, pulled the reins, and raised the whip.

“Sigmon…”

At this moment, the sound of Ashley as thin as a mosquito and flies suddenly came from the carriage.

"I'm leaving, I can feel that I can leave here." Her voice contained melancholy that she couldn't understand.

London in 1888.

That is where she is familiar with, with her respected teachers and companions who grew up together. Although the thick fog in London is irritating, it started a long time ago.

She was used to it all.

But what about here?

She seemed to have no reason to stay.

"Are you going back and deal with that Jack the Ripper?" Sigmund suddenly turned his head.

"You know I'm leaving?"

"Of course, this is simply amazing!"

"Great?" Ashley's heart sank to the bottom.

"Of course, after I go back this time, I hope you can help me collect some mechanical drawings, so that when you come back, the drawings you bring back should come in handy!"

"You want me to come back?"

There was some color in Ashley's eyes.

"Of course, this is unquestionable!"

"If you leave, Rebecca will be too busy alone."

"She can find a better partner." Ashley was in a irritable mood, and she longed to hear different answers.

"But I can't."

"What?" Ashley's heartbeat increased.

"Do you like this world?" Sigmun changed the subject.

The female assassin nodded, "It's very mysterious and more exciting."

"Do you like your life now?"

"like."

"Do you like to detect cases with Rebecca?"

"like."

"Do you like being with me?" The carriage stopped at some point. There was a small window between the two, and Sigmund's eyes penetrated Ashley's eyes.

Hongxia quickly crawled into the female assassin's face. After a long silence, she mustered up the courage to nod.

"like!"

Sigmun smiled, "Back to London, you can be the most legendary assassin."

"But here, you can be yourself."

“You can be the real Ashley Nova.”

In fact, Sigmun could have achieved his goals through the Nightmare Carriage, but he prefers to make Ashley obey his heart and make his own choices like he is now.

Of course he would never admit that he left Ashley because he was greedy for her body.
Chapter completed!