Battle of the Twin Cities: The Ninth Councilor

Chapter 18 Mask
In the end, Marcus accepted the 1 yuan sent by Ilodan, because he found that Ilodan seemed to have eaten a weight, and he was determined not to let Seraphine recognize him as a godfather.

In order to reassure this young father from the upper class in Za'an, he had no choice but to keep the 1 yuan in his pocket.

If he didn't accept it, if the Irodan family had any troubles in the future, they probably wouldn't come to him for help.

In this way, the chances of him getting in touch with the future diva Seraphine will be virtually reduced a lot.

Definitely not because Marcos is greedy for money.

Absolutely not!
Seeing that Marcus put away the deposit card issued by the so-called safest bank in Piltover, the 'Zodiac Vault', Ilodan heaved a sigh of relief and stood up: "Lord Marcus is in urgent need of a rest after a long night of work, so I will not Too much trouble."

"Well, you can come to me if you have any troubles in the future, and I will never refuse to help you!"

Marcus sent him to the door, said some polite words, and watched Ilodan leave.

In a short period of time, Irodan must have nothing to help him. Marcus knew that the people of Zaun had an inexplicable pride, and they would never bother others if they could handle things by themselves.

Others here refer specifically to Mrs. Piltover.

If you can't figure it out, you generally don't ask Pilly for help.

But well...

"The next time we meet, maybe after the successful launch of Hex Technology."

Marcus closed the door, went into the bathroom, undressed and stood under the shower, briefly rinsing.

Seraphine's magical ability to eavesdrop on the voice of the soul will grow stronger with age, and the special earplugs she wears now will lose their effectiveness in a few years.

At that time, Seraphine will be tortured to death by the noisy sound coming into her ears all the time. It was at that time that the Irodan couple found someone to build a Hex technology-based weapon for their daughter. Special suppression device.

Special magical talent, of course, requires technology to control magic to successfully suppress it.

"But the Hex crystal has to be dealt with by their family."

Marcus wiped off the moisture on his body. It has to be said that the former owner left him quite a lot of capital. Whether it is a handsome and resolute appearance, or a tall and strong body, a piece of solid but not exaggerated muscles are evenly put together on his body. Body, perfect.

Theoretically speaking, if he can abandon his dignity, running to a gold selling cave run by a little old woman in Zaan can provoke a lot of crazy bees and butterflies, and achieve the goal of making money quickly.

"It's a pity that the person in charge of the Myrdalda family doesn't like my model, otherwise, you can consider selling your hue and colluding with Noxus...

No, no, no, Noxus are all cannibals who don't spit out their bones, and I will be squeezed dry by her in a few days with my small physique. "

Marcus shook his head vigorously, threw out the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, picked up the clean clothes and put them on one by one.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and tidying every corner in order, he nodded in satisfaction and exclaimed: He is so handsome!
Taking the changed uniform, he found a paper bag and stuffed it in, and picked up the remaining stained leather boots in disgust, Marcos finally left the house.

Back downstairs, the carriage was still waiting patiently.

As for whether the coachman was patient, Marcus did not know.

"Let's go to the Law Enforcement Bureau."

After getting in the car, Marcos told the other party the destination, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The movement of the driver to close the door froze slightly, and it could be seen from the bulging veins on the back of his hand that his heart was not at peace.

Is this really using yourself as a private car? !
He went back to catch the car in a panic, and the 5-minute journey seemed particularly difficult.

When the carriage stopped at the entrance of the Law Enforcement Bureau, Marcus got out of the carriage and threw the boots to the coachman: "Send it to the leather maintenance shop on Star Avenue."

Then he walked into the gate of the Law Enforcement Bureau.

The coachman gritted his teeth and looked at the dirty leather boots in his hands. He really wanted to shout: Give me the money, bastard!
You didn't pay for the two trips and the maintenance of the leather goods, hey!
Why do you take it so naturally! ?

I'm the coachman, not your housekeeper, hello!

In the end, for the boss's plan, he chose to swallow his anger.

Doom!

Angrily, he threw the leather boots into the carriage, jumped back to the driving position, and drove the carriage to the direction of Star Avenue.

In any case, since the boss said that he wanted to meet him in person, it meant that he was very important to the boss in the next plan.

The bigger picture matters!

……

"Ms. Grayson, are you waiting for me?"

When he came to the door of the locker room, Marcos was surprised to find that his boss was waiting quietly here.

"I heard that you were injured last night. I rushed to the infirmary in the morning. They said that you just left. Knowing that you young people like to be clean, you may go back to wash up. I will come to the Law Enforcement Bureau first and wait for you." Grayson looked Looking at the swollen bump on Marcus' forehead, the experience of the old law enforcement officer told her that the injury was innocuous and would recover naturally in a few days.

"Have you been to the hospital in the morning?" Marcos was slightly taken aback.

Immediately, she realized that as Grayson's only subordinate and student at present, knowing that she was injured, she would definitely go to the hospital to visit her.

At this time, it showed how concealed Shirko was to let her men play the role of a driver of a public carriage. Even if Grayson bumped into her at the scene of getting on the bus, it was difficult for her to be suspicious.

It is even more impossible to give birth to the idea that he has secretly colluded with others.

"Thank you for your concern. My little injury is not a serious problem and will not affect my work." Marcos opened the door of the locker room and threw the dirty uniform into the uniform basket that needs to be cleaned.

Looking to the side, he couldn't help but froze for a moment.

The mask that Wei and Baobao wore the night before was lying on the ground next to the basket. Marcos didn't pay attention to this kind of casual thing after he came back, and forgot it in the back of his mind.

Seeing it at this time, he went to pick it up and put it in his exclusive cabinet.

It might be useful later.

Looking at the blood dripping pattern on the right eye of the mask, Marcos found it more and more familiar, but he didn't remember where he saw it before.

"It's strange. Speaking of which, many things in Benso's grocery store give me a strong sense of déjà vu. Is it an illusion?"

Marcus murmured to himself, among the three masks put together in the grocery store, he only recognized the one on the far left, which seemed to belong to a murderer who claimed to be an artist.

According to the background, the murderer had been to Zaun during his fugitive career, and even provoked the oldest "Philos" family in Piltover here. Since then, there has been one more hero who hunted and killed him.

Therefore, Marcos was not surprised at all when the opponent's mask appeared in Zaun.

It means that the murderer has not come, or has come, the mask was seen by others, and a fake was made?

It didn't matter whether he came or not.

The important thing is that the Philos family...

"Have you packed it? When you've packed it, go to the cell with me to escort Jess to the council."

Grayson's urging words interrupted Marcos' reverie.

"Oh, okay."

He responded indiscriminately, put the mask away in the cabinet, walked out of the locker room and followed Grayson to the confinement room.

Next, it's time to witness the trial of a genius scientist.

(End of this chapter)