Nobles value face the most. If a person's carriage is not good and cannot be driven in front of others, and is pointed at and criticized, he will not only lose face, but also his dignity.

Seeing the patrol teams around him chasing after him, Bundy relaxed. He shook his head vigorously to sober up, then slowly headed home.

We were just eating and drinking, but I didn't expect something like this to happen. It's so unlucky.

…

In a dark corner, Dolai looked at the scene in the darkness and felt a little surprised. Lily's move was really good, it was exactly as planned.

The two of them split into two groups, one at the end of the road and the other in the middle of the road, and they had already anticipated everything.

He really jumped out of the car.

Dole was lying in ambush in the middle of the road, dressed in gray. He could not be seen in the darkness unless one looked carefully. He was hiding in the ditch on the side of the road. At this time, he slowly raised his head, and in the darkness, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Bundy was still a long way away, he needed to come over slowly, Dole was not in a hurry.

Dolai lay in ambush quietly and moved slowly forward.

After a while, Bundy slowly came to the center of the road. He walked unsteadily, as if he had hurt his leg.

At this moment, Dole was not far behind Bundy, only about ten meters away. He breathed a sigh of relief, quietly took out the crossbow from behind him, aimed, and pulled the trigger.

In the darkness, an inaudible sound was heard. The Bundy in front suddenly paused, then fell to the ground without making a sound.

Seeing this, Dole quickly got up from the stinking ditch, and ran towards Bundy with his body close to the ground. As he ran, he disassembled the crossbow, hung it on his body, put on gloves, and took out the dagger from his waist.

He quickly came in front of Bundy, squatted down, turned over and took a look. The guy was indeed fallen down, with a bullet through his neck. He was covering his neck with one hand and his eyes were wide open. He had actually died in just over ten seconds.

"You're really lucky."

Dolai quickly pulled out the crossbow arrow, then gestured at the position of the crossbow arrow and thrust the dagger in hard to damage the wound. After doing all this, he searched his body roughly to create signs of robbery.

About twenty seconds later, Dolai quickly fled back to the stinking ditch, and then slowly walked towards the intersection along the stinking ditch.

In the dark night, it was silent and nothing seemed to have happened here. Only the neighing of horses and shouting of people in the distance were unusually clear.

Not long after, two figures appeared at the intersection of the slums, one after the other, gestured to each other, and then quickly disappeared.

all the best.

After changing clothes and putting on makeup in the slums, Dole quickly returned to her house.

At this time, Bal had been waiting at the door for a long time. He stretched out his claws and greeted Dolai. A faint voice rang out, "You are more like a killer than a real killer. The on-site production is perfect. Even I can't imagine that you can do this at this stage."

Dole knew it would be easy for Barr to monitor him.

He waved his hand and walked casually into the yard.

He took out the crossbow from under his clothes and said, "Ten gold coins and ten bottles of medicine, don't waste them. Fake the scene, isn't this the basic rule of a killer?"

Bal looked at Dolai in surprise, "Oh, you really think you are a killer. There are very few real wizards who want to be killers. It's too cheap."

It shook its head and said, "It is much better for a wizard to make a few medicines and refine some energy items than to kill people."

Dolai shrugged his shoulders, his face not looking very good, "If I go out and tell people that I can make potions, I guess I won't be treated as a guest of honor, but will be miserable."

Bal also knew this, so he didn't argue with Dolai. "You are quite smart, kid." He thought for a moment and said, "I'll go to the Assassin's Guild and look for books like "Self-cultivation for Assassins" for you."

Dolai chuckled and said, "Thank you very much, but don't get caught."

Bar immediately sneered, "Haha."

…

In the darkness of the night, Dis touched his forehead and felt a headache.

Bundy's death had nothing to do with him. That defense zone was under the charge of another person, who was a noble himself. However, these civilian police chiefs could only intimidate the civilians, but they had no way to deal with the nobles, so they were directly conscripted.

These parasites are not good at solving cases, but they are good at collecting money and are better than several others.

Dis was unhappy about being pulled out of bed.

Bundy's body was in the middle of the road. Although he heard from them that this was a premeditated robbery and a knife was stabbed into the neck, Diss couldn't believe it. Not to mention that civilians didn't dare to rob nobles, even if there was a robbery, it wouldn't be such a coincidence. How come those people patrolling the street didn't find any suspicious people?

He came from a distance with his men and soon arrived next to the corpse.

A sheriff in a gorgeous uniform had been waiting nearby for a long time. When he saw Dis, he frowned and said, "Dis, you are our detective. Can you help me see what's going on? I always feel something is a little strange."

Although he used words of request, his tone was very arrogant.

Dis's mouth twitched, and he looked at the other person without saying anything. He lowered his head, put on gloves, and began to examine the body. It was difficult to see clearly in the dark, so he had to observe carefully. Carmen lit a torch for him at the side, and soon he frowned.

Indeed, it was pretty much as he had imagined. It was not a close combat, nor even a sneak attack. Even if it was a sneak attack, the little nobleman Bondi would have had time to react. He clearly had no reaction at all and died in an instant. Moreover, his body had been manipulated, and he had no idea from which direction the attack came or where the enemy came from.

He looked at the wound carefully, but unfortunately, he couldn't see anything on it. However, one thing was certain, the wound was wrong.

It looks like a dagger, but there is a dagger there, and it goes up from this posture. This is not a method of assassination, and it is not in line with the method of an assassin, or even any profession.

He pondered for a while and expressed his conclusion.

It was quiet all around.

…

Bundy's death caused a great stir among the nobles. After all, Bundy was also a noble, recognized by the empire, and a superior person. Unlike the deaths of Ferrer, Oddo and others, Bundy's death caused a great sensation.

Being robbed and killed is a big incident in the city of Dormont. Therefore, the police station, the military station, and the public security station were dispatched at the same time to conduct a large-scale search of the city of Dormont. It was a grand search. For a time, the city of Dormont was in a panic.

However, this kind of search is doomed to be meaningless, and at most it will catch some insignificant petty thieves.

Dole still went to work as usual during the day, went home from get off work as usual, worked as a blacksmith, and exercised his strength. However, he has now reduced the intensity of his exercise because he has discovered that the huge amount of qi and blood greatly affects the wizard's meditation, and Bal had long warned him that his talent as a warrior is very average, and his talent as a wizard is stronger.

Unless the wizard is advancing to the next level, the warrior should not practice for the time being.

After becoming a second-level blacksmith, Duolai's life became relatively relaxed and he was no longer as busy as before. According to the blacksmith's rules, he started saving money to buy the Fighting Qi Technique.

These are just appearances.

However, Dolai still attracted a lot of people's attention. Such a young blacksmith is still very eye-catching. He usually receives a lot of attention, and some people even make many promises and try to poach him.

Even Uncle Hong praised Duolai and taught him some other skills, such as observation, vibration, checking the quality of the embryo, some technical techniques of vibration, intermediate hammering and the like.

Half a month later, in mid-August, the weather became a little hot and humid.

After get off work in the afternoon, Dolai habitually glanced at a corner on the roadside.

I don't know when a mark appeared somewhere.

Seeing this, he pretended nothing happened and walked towards the slums. Soon, he came to the door of another marked house and knocked on the door five times.

The door opened quickly and Dole went in.

When Lily saw Dole, she breathed a sigh of relief. She took out her purse from her waist, poured out ten gold coins and handed them to Dole.