Chapter 271 A Show (800 Plus)

night.

The hustle and bustle of the bar was as lively as ever, but after the absence of a waitress, Balkin seemed to be in a hurry.

Aaron glanced at the counter and called for Barkin, who was very busy: "Bring me a glass of lemonade."

"Okay, boss."

Balkin replied, and immediately brought Aaron a glass full of water with a slice of lime on the rim.

Aaron took a sip at random, glanced around and said, "I'm very busy tonight, after all, there are two people missing... How is William lately?"

The last time that kid volunteered to explore the church, he almost lost his life! If he hadn't entrusted Carl to save people in advance, he might never have seen the kid. Even so, William was seriously injured when he came back, with three broken ribs.

"With your potion, boss, he is almost healed, but I see his spirit is a little lethargic, and he is busy in the wine cellar now."

Barkin replied.

"Alas, young people always get hurt in love, this is youth..."

Aaron sighed, his eyes rolled again, and he thought about it: "After Isabette, the bar needs to recruit people again, you go and find two more waitresses."

"Okay, I've wanted to propose this for a long time, in terms of requirements?" Balkin asked.

"Is it required?" Aaron had a smile on his lips, thinking of some of William's hobbies, and said solemnly: "Of course, it must be young, beautiful, and charming. At the same time, it requires a plump figure and a particularly prominent hip line. …”

"I understand, boss..."

...

The night gradually deepened, and the door of the bar was opened, letting in the cold wind outside.

Many drunkards looked up at the door and found a young man entering.

He was wearing a pitch-black cloak, covering his chest and back together, and a hood, much like a mysterious person with a sneaky whereabouts.

When he walked in, Aaron could see the silver hair on the man's forehead.

His cheeks were thin, his chin was pointed, and he looked very handsome with strikingly bright eyes.

The young man came directly to the bar, glanced at Balkin and Aaron, and said, "Who is the boss, please bring me a mojito."

This is the code for the bounty hunter to complete the task, and Aaron personally set the rules after he became the boss.

Aaron, who was behind the bar, felt a subtle sense of familiarity, with a smile on his face: "I'm the boss, if you have anything to tell me."

He looked around and decided to trade at the bar, because there was no blood on the young man, nor did he carry any scary objects such as corpses. It seems that it should be the kind of relatively ordinary commission, such as retrieving valuable lost items and pets.

The young man stretched his right hand into the cloak and took out a volume of documents. His voice was calm: "It's the commission for investigating the arson case of Baron Jacques' manor."

"Have you found out the truth?" Aaron asked curiously.

This task was promulgated by him personally, of course in an anonymous form.

Since this time, many bounty hunters have taken up this task, but they can only make some messy investigation reports.

As for the real culprit in the arson case, it has never been found.

Even so, Aaron generously reimbursed the bounty hunters for paper and transportation. In addition, the 100-pound bounty was never claimed.

"Yes..." The young bounty hunter raised his brows and replied confidently: "The Baron Jacques is not simple. He has a court position, although he is only in charge of His Majesty's cloakroom..."

"As for his social circle, he has the kingdom's guards to review and supervise. I don't think there is any problem. As for the real murderer of the arson case, it's here."

He opened the file and pressed the last report on the table.

Aaron raised his brows lightly, smiled suddenly, counted out 80 pounds of banknotes and handed them over: "Young bounty hunter, if you prove that you have successfully completed the task, I am willing to pay for it."

"very good."

The young bounty hunter turned the paper over, and it was... blank!

Aaron forcibly resisted the urge to complain, and suddenly felt an extraordinary ability activated.

Since the 'danger perception' was not triggered, he smiled and let the other party move.

'This is not a change of cognition, but a power of illusion...'Shadow'? He covered the surface of the paper with a layer of illusion...'

Aaron looked at Barkin next to him, and saw that the manager seemed to see the name on the paper and exclaimed, "Green Potter?!"

"Boy, are you here to make trouble?"

Aaron pretended to be angry, poked his hands under the bar, and quickly took out a double-barreled shotgun.

The dark muzzle pointed at the young bounty hunter's forehead.

"Haha...I just want to put on a show, don't be so nervous."

The bounty hunter pulled his cloak with his right hand and threw it into the air.

His attire has changed dramatically - a shiny silver-white suit, a white top hat, a pure white cape behind him, and a red rose pinned to his chest.

A golden-rimmed monocle is framed on his left eye, which makes him look even more bookish. With a slightly pointed chin, big bright eyes, and a handsome face, he looks very unique and aura. : "Re-introduction, I'm Copper Fell!"

"The famous magician Copper Fel?"

Aaron's hand holding the shotgun did not relax at all, and pointed straight at Copperfield's head: "Why do you want to come to my bar and make trouble?"

"Boss, your bar's reputation in the mysterious world is getting bigger and bigger. It's a good stage..." Copper Feil took a sip of the drink on the bar without hesitation, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth. : "I'm just a magician who's here to perform magic tricks. Um... For example, your shotgun may not be shooting bullets, but fireworks?".

"You can try!"

Aaron pulled the trigger directly.

boom!

At the sound of a gunshot, countless white, red, green, blue, and colored ribbons spewed out of the shotgun.

Even after the fireworks, a small chess piece was played, and the rolled up chess piece drooped down, revealing the Invis text on it - 'Happy New Year'!

It's a bunting for New Year's, and I don't know where Copper Feil got it.

"Everyone, happy new year... well, the new year is over..."

With a cold joke, Copper Feil took off his tall white hat with his gloved palms, flicked his silver cloak, and held the ruby-encrusted cane in his hand. He bowed and saluted like an actor exiting the stage: "goodbye!"

boom!

Another shot rang out, it was 'Mad' Carl!

But the bullet could only pass in vain through a cloud of smoke in which the magician had long since disappeared.