Battle of the Twin Cities: The Ninth Councilor

Chapter 96 I Bloom in the Slaughter

In a remote building in Dicheng, Jhin came here wearing a mask, and the indoor lights were dim, eerie and eerie.

There are all kinds of weird things that can't be named, including dolls, alchemy equipment, sculptures, and murals with weird styles.

Lifting a beaded curtain, Jhin saw a short, skinny old man who looked like a yordle. Unlike the yordle, this little old man didn't have such lush hair.

"Golden Devil?"

The little old man called Po Jin by his name, and calmly pointed to the badly damaged chair on the opposite side of the table: "Please sit down."

"What you hired me to do has been completed, when will the payment be settled?" Jhin went straight to the point after taking his seat, without even basic greetings.

Although Jhin is a murderous maniac, his voice is very magnetic, and the thick and solemn tone makes people want to hear him say a few more words.

This is what he practiced when he was an administrator of the theater troupe, because occasionally he needs to go on stage to announce the work, without a nice voice, the audience will not buy it.

Some people are just so picky, thinking that if they spend money, they should get the most perfect experience, including the voice of the announcer must also be pleasing to the ear.

I don't know when it was, but he can't remember it. After a certain performance, he suddenly became interested in art other than the stage, and began to study his own highlight moments.

He thinks he is the protagonist on his own 'stage', and he enjoys his performance very much.

And the audience is the fragmented victim under his hands.

"Don't worry, it's yours that will be given to you sooner or later." The little old man smiled sullenly, "The Kashuli Armory has been rushing to work overnight. When you return to Ionia, just go get it yourself."

"Kashuri Arsenal?" Jhin nodded slightly remembering the name.

Then, he stopped talking, got up and walked to the door.

"Wait a moment."

The little old man stopped Jhin from leaving: "There is still a business here, do you want to do it?"

"If there is no reward I'm interested in, I won't consider it." Jhin didn't look back, waiting for the other party to give him what he wanted.

"There is no substantial reward for this business, but it will allow you to spread the name of the Golden Demon throughout the entire Rune Continent." The little old man's voice seemed to have some kind of strange bewitching ability, which made Jhin turn around and look at it. with him.

"In about a month or so, Noxus will launch the final battle against the city-state of Presidium in the hinterland of Ionia. You only need to kill a few targets during the war to complete the mission."

Jhin's eyes passed through the holes left by the eyes of the mask, and stared at the little old man for a long time, as if thinking about whether this business could be done.

Finally, he asked flatly: "Who is the target?"

"Jericho Swain and the eldest son of the Myrdalda family." The little old man announced two names, "They are all generals of a certain legion currently serving in Noxus, as long as you kill them, not only will you Spread your name and guard your homeland, Ionia."

"I don't care about the identity of the target, and I don't have a so-called home." Jhin turned to face the main entrance: "I bloom in the midst of killing, like a flower in the dawn."

When he reached the door, his footsteps paused slightly: "I have accepted the task, I hope this work can satisfy me."

After speaking, he opened the door and left.

The little old man stared at the closed door, and after a while suddenly shrank like a deflated leather ball, and finally only a piece of leather was left lying softly on the chair.

There was also a curtain behind the chair that was raised, and an enchanting woman with an elegant temperament and a black veil stepped out from behind the curtain.

The bare skin on the woman's neck is like a pale rock but extremely delicate.

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The next day, Marcos woke up from the bed, and the moment he opened his eyes, he almost frightened the urine that he had been holding all night, pouring it from the bladder into the kidney.

"Jinx, why are you here?"

Jinx sat on the chair beside the bed, resting her cheeks with her hands: "I'm bored, so I came to see you."

"Boring?" Marcus sat up from the bed, leaning his back against the head of the bed: "Didn't I arrange something for you?"

"You mean that little cake?"

Jinx said with a smile, "She's gone. Wei and the others waited for her at the Law Enforcement Bureau for two hours, but they didn't see her."

"what?"

Marcus paused for rubbing his eye feces, then turned his head to look out the window, and the sun was already high.

I looked at the time again and found that it was eleven o'clock at noon.

He picked up the wind-up clock on the bedside table and asked strangely, "Didn't I set the alarm clock? Why..."

"That thing? I turned it off." Jinx put her elbows on the side of the bed: "I'm worried it will disturb your sleep."

Off... off?
The corner of Marcus's mouth twitched. If he remembered correctly, the alarm clock set the time at 09:30, which meant that Jinx had entered his room without authorization for more than an hour and a half...

"But you're affecting my work!"

Marcus threw off the covers, skipped Jinx and jumped to the floor. After groping the floor with his bare feet for a long time, he found his slippers under the bed.

"What are you afraid of? Aren't you the sheriff?" Jinx followed to the door of the bathroom, stood on the door frame and said, "Who cares what time you go to the Law Enforcement Bureau? You are the leader of the highest position in the Law Enforcement Bureau."

"I don't just have this job."

Marcus closed the door, turned on the water to wash as fast as possible, and when he came out of the bathroom, he had already changed his pajamas into casual clothes.

"By the way, you are not allowed to enter my room without my approval in the future. Also, how did you enter..."

Before he finished speaking, Marcos saw the lock on his door that had been violently broken, and fell silent.

Why is this girl so stupid?
With her ability, it's easy to pick the lock without damage, right?

This is not a particularly high-end door lock, it can't stop her at all...

"I just changed to a door lock with better anti-theft capabilities." Jinx walked past him and said calmly, "You don't need to thank me."

Marcus: "..."

I thank you jerk!

The lock on that door belongs to the landlord, and now it is broken, so I have to pay for the lock myself!

Marcus was exhausted. He knew that Jinx liked to break the rules, but he didn't know that she also liked to break the door locks.

I had no choice but to find someone to contact a nearby locksmith to come over and change the locks. He didn't come out of the apartment until it was almost twelve o'clock.

"Catherine didn't report it, did you go to her home to inquire?"

On the way, Marcus asked about the news that Jinx had just brought.

"Go, a mean old woman said that Catherine went out before dawn." Jinx seemed to have a problem with the so-called 'mean old woman', and she had an unhappy expression on her face when she mentioned her.

"Going out before dawn, could it be that you are going to Dicheng?"

Since when did this girl become rebellious?
He had explicitly forbidden her to go to that kind of place alone, yet she dared to disobey?

"Go to the Law Enforcement Bureau to meet your sister and the others first, and then we will go to the bottom city together." Marcus quickened his pace.

(End of this chapter)