A peerless killer possessing a cat girl assassin from another world

The stench that hit his face made Yan instinctively tilt his head and cover his mouth and nose.

After a while, when the smell dissipated a little, Yan turned his head and took a look.

Inside the pitch-black iron box, little figures were lying in various directions. Some of them were scarred and the wounds were rotting. This may be one of the sources of the stench.

Human trafficking? Yan thought this was an ordinary human trafficker, but then he thought about it, which human trafficker would let his goods suffer such damage, wouldn't he be afraid of affecting the price?

Perhaps these children are not transported as commodities at all.

Yan suddenly remembered that during the investigation of the mission target, an informant mentioned that there was a guy codenamed "Black Death" in Tafu Port, who was the person the target would trade with this time.

Seizing this opportunity, Yan squatted for several days and finally intercepted the convoy here.

Who on earth needs so many children?

Yan left the carriage first, walked around twice, and found a trembling old man under a car. It didn't look like he was a servant like a coachman.

Yan pulled the old man out from under the car, brought him to the front of the truck, threw him on the ground and asked, "Tell me, what is this?"

The old man trembled, pointed at the cargo truck, and said, "Girl, I'm just a housekeeper. I really don't know anything!"

Yan understood that the old man was just kidding, so he thrust the giant sword in his hand into the ground, scaring the old man out of his body.

"Don't kill me! Master, ah no, that bastard has correspondence with the buyer! It may be him! Everything I said is true, girl, please let me go!"

Yan kicked down and knocked the old man unconscious, then returned to the target's body and carefully searched for clues on his body.

Finally, a letter was found in the inner pocket of the clothes.

Yan opened the envelope and read the letter.

The front of the letter was filled with useless nonsense, but starting from the back, the other party formally mentioned the transaction.

The buyer who calls himself "Black Death" orders the target to sell all the slaves in his hands to him. Yes, it is an order.

Regardless of quality, life or death, the only requirement is that it be delivered within a week. Otherwise it will cost him.

"Regardless of life or death..."

What kind of person would need so many children?

Yan decided not to think about this problem for now. She was a mercenary, not a guard. She was here to kill people, not to investigate cases. In fact, she doesn't need to worry about these things at all.

Just out of selfishness... She felt that these children were pitiful, so she wanted to help them, that's all.

Yan then whistled and summoned a big bird that looked like a hawk. He briefly told it about the situation here and notified the informant in Melbourne to bring someone to clean up the scene.

After doing this, Yan will not stay any longer. The future fate of these children... is not something he can decide.

......

Back in Melbourne, Yan casually found a tavern and met the employer of this operation, a middle-aged woman.

"The work is done, where's the money?" Yan said straight to the point.

"Oh, here, you count it." The woman placed a bag of gold coins on the table.

Yan didn't even look at it and received it directly in the bag. No one dares to take her kickback yet.

"Um...is he really dead?" the woman asked tentatively.

"You can't die anymore, how can I still lie to you?" Yan's words were already filled with anger. Being questioned by her employer was the most unpleasant thing for her as a mercenary.

"No, I'm not doubting you, really." The woman heard the dissatisfaction in Yan's tone and quickly explained herself.

"I'm just worried that he will find someone to take revenge...after all..."

The woman seemed to have something to say, and Yan indicated that she could continue.

Perhaps she wanted someone to talk to, so the woman told Yan everything.

......

Yan didn't expect that this woman turned out to be the target's wife, and she had been married to that man for more than 20 years.

At the beginning, he had little money, but he was kind-hearted, down-to-earth and willing to work. It was also because of this that I fell in love with him.

When they first got married, the two of them were really in love. The husband was doing some small business outside, and the wife was sewing and mending at home, doing laundry and cooking, and their life was pretty good.

The good times didn't last long, and the husband didn't know when he got into the bad habit of gambling. He squandered all the family's savings and owed a huge foreign debt. There was an endless stream of gangsters who came to collect debts every day.

The husband fled the house and went somewhere to avoid debts. When I saw him again a few years later, he was living a prosperous life and had gained three pounds.

He paid off his debts, bought a big house in Melbourne, and moved himself into it.

"I really thought he had changed his gender..."

Unexpectedly, my husband seems to have changed. He leaves early and comes home late every day, not knowing what to do. I would be drunk when I came back at night, and I would always punch and kick myself.

And he always brought home different women.

One day a year ago, a man in black suddenly came to visit. My husband seemed to have known him for a long time, and he seemed very respectful and afraid of him.

The man was wearing a beak mask and could not see his face at all. All that was known was that since then, the husband had actually started going out to do business in person delivering goods, and he did not know what he was delivering.

After returning home, he became even more violent, beating himself until he couldn't get out of bed every time.

She really couldn't bear this kind of life, so she decided to sell all her only jewelry and hire a killer to end this dark day.

"I'm sorry, I really can't bear it anymore..." the woman said, unable to hold back her tears anymore, and the grievances of so many years burst out.

Yan has been quietly listening to the woman's complaints without saying any words to comfort her, because she has not experienced any of this and is not qualified to do so.

After a long while, the woman finally vented the sadness and grievance in her chest, and said to Yan with red eyes: "Thank you for being willing to listen to me, an old woman, say this."

"It doesn't matter, listening to the employer's demands is also part of the mercenary job."

"Since I have collected your money, I have to do things for you."

Yan asked again: "Madam, do you have any more information about this man in black?"

"I only know that he comes from Tafu Port. They avoid me when discussing business. I don't know anything else." The woman answered truthfully.

"I understand, then the deal is settled. Madam, the days will continue. I will give you a final piece of advice. Pack your bags and leave here."

"Next, that guy will definitely send someone to your house to destroy all evidence, including you."

"Oh, okay, okay, I'll leave right away."

......

After leaving the tavern, Yan took a deep breath.

The life of a mercenary is like this. I encounter various reasons for hiring you all day long. I have seen too many of them.

But in this mission, various clues are connected together...

The man in black, the beak mask, the slave trade, the husband who changed his temperament...

It seems that the water behind this is very deep.

At this time, Yan thought of Wu Yue again. Counting the days, it had been two weeks since the last separation. She didn't know how she was doing now.

Ah, damn it, I only knew that she came to Melbourne to study, but I didn’t ask her which college she went to.

I thought that after the mission was over, I would go see the cutie again.

But now, there are hundreds of adventurer academies in this city, where can I find her?

"Let's take on some missions in this city during this time, okay."

Definitely not for sitting around and waiting... Cat!