Chapter 1193: Section 729: Facing (Part 3)_2
The Renxia Guild is an assassin’s guild run by the people from the Four Islands, which sounds sinister but unfortunately, it’s more about money than people. This one claims that although their mission failed, they will not disclose any information.
Director Zhang laughed heartily, suggesting that once inside the patrol office, big talk would end. Especially since a new top expert has joined, guaranteed to make these stubborn little angels obedient and well-behaved.
The bald man laughed back, saying that the so-called interrogation experts at the patrol office are no more than toddlers learning to walk in the eyes of their guild.
With both sides harboring their own intentions, it ended with Director Zhang leading his men back.
The Sage Qian warned the house owner, and as they left, Malin glanced back at the five-story building. Salis, in the sky, had already shared everything he saw with Malin—including the view of the square from the rooftop of the official’s building.
Darn, there’s still a problem.
Malin stopped Sage Qian and pointed out his discovery, so they all turned back. The Zhao family patriarch was scolding someone, and upon realizing they had returned, he had to gather the servants again. They found that the two maids who were there earlier had disappeared—one joined half a year ago, and the other five years ago.
The latter should be a deep mole, targeting the Zhao family’s modest high-rise from the beginning. And upon inspecting the private room of the maid from five years ago (she was the steward), they found a disassembled rifle with an 8x scope. On further inspection, they discovered it was a bolt-action rifle from Malin’s workshop.
The reason they could confirm this was because of the early secret marks on the barrel from Malin’s workshop, deliberately left to prevent the dog tags from being erased. So, Malin could recognize this gun’s origin at a glance. How exactly it traveled across the sea to Eastern Land remains a mystery, but Malin confirmed that from the rooftop, one could clearly see the third-floor balcony of the official building where the City Lord would speak during the Harvest Festival.
Their intentions were now blatantly clear.
Once informed of the situation, the Zhao family, the City Lord’s eldest son, and Sage Qian turned pale. If the City Lord were assassinated during the Harvest Festival, it would be added glory to Chaos’s actions. Therefore, regardless of whether these assassins and Chaos had a connection, they were doomed.