The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"The woman upstairs is watching you secretly."

After waving goodbye to Dr. Ryan and leaving the block, Harris popped out of nowhere.

This young man is round and shy, and always likes to stare at his toes when talking to people.

"Is that Grace?"

"Yes." The little fat man nodded, "I have already found out that this woman works in a nearby theater."

"theater?"

"It's the kind of place where magic and novelty performances can be performed. It's not too far from here, but it belongs to the Bell Tower District."

The little fat man raised his finger and pointed to the towering bell tower in the distance.

"I see, keep watching that woman for me."

Sigmund returned home full of worries, and he began to doubt his own judgment.

He was mentioned in Nicole's diary, so Sigmund never thought that this fourth-order transcendent would be a woman.

But what if Nicole made a mistake, and this fourth-order transcendent was really a woman?

"Or a big guy in women's clothing?" Sigmund couldn't help but complain.

It seemed that every Transcendent he knew had a hobby of some sort.

When he entered the room, he found that Ashley had returned, and a thick stack of manuscripts had been written on the table beside her.

"The doctor is writing a letter, with another pen."

Sigmund stepped forward to look it over, and the wording was respectful, but it was basically the routine of the first communication, and he only mentioned a little bit about the research he conducted.

In addition, Ashley's spirit has stabilized, and she will be ready to be promoted to the first rank in the last two days.

Night is coming soon.

In Ryan's room, the young doctor fell asleep naked with exhaustion on his face, and beside him lay a beautiful ketone body covered in white gauze.

The beautiful woman turned over and hugged the doctor tightly into her arms. After a long time, she turned over and got off the bed full of nostalgia.

Walking to the open desk, she casually picked up the pen on the table, pulled out a piece of paper, and after a moment of silence, she picked up the pen and wrote:

Dear Ryan, please forgive me for leaving.

Happiness is short-lived after all, take me as your dream, and hope that one day we will meet again with a new look.

Always love you Grace.

Solemnly fold this parting letter and put it away.

Grace gripped the pen tightly, took out another piece of paper and wrote:

Dear Mr. Tree:

I'm sorry, but the treasure you mentioned in your letter has been taken away by someone else, who should be a hunter named Ultraman.

I'm still tracking down his whereabouts, I've locked down a few targets, please give me a little more time.

Disturbingly, however, I saw signs of eye movement around the house, and to avoid accidents, I had to completely abandon my current identity and retreat to my lair.

Sir, I need a new disguise, I need a brand new guiding potion, Grace's body can no longer maintain it.

And her disappearance should completely cut off the demon hunter's observation of me.

Finally, please tell me that your previous promise is still valid.

After finishing all this, Grace put the pen away, took the last letter and prepared to go back to hold the ceremony.

Swiping her fingertips over the items in the house, she sighed and strode out of Ryan's room.

Meanwhile on the other side.

There was a rustling sound as the nib of the pen rubbed against the paper. Sigmund looked at the two letters in his hand and fell into astonishment.

Grace is the one who created the Contractor!

Is it he or she?

"Grace...it's just an identity, no, no, she mentioned in the letter that she couldn't maintain her body." A terrible thought suddenly appeared in Sigmund's mind.

"Is this guy really a man?!"

"And who is Mr. Tree?"

This Mr. Tree has a guiding potion in his hand, which can turn a man into a woman?

It seems that it can only last for a while.

"How did this happen? The physiological structure of men and women is too different." Sigmund felt that his thinking was disordered.

He suddenly heard Dr. Ryan's happy appearance.

No wonder this guy was exhausted when he was in Gwen Town. Otherwise, how could it be easier for Grace to act secretly?

Oh, and the deliberateness and rigidity that Ashley mentioned, if this guy is a man, then none of this would be surprising.

From this point of view, the sheriff should also have died in his hands.

"Nest, where will his lair be?"

"theater?!"

Sigmund's eyes lit up, he turned over and jumped out of the window, "Ashley, help me inform the captain that I found that fourth-order transcendent, it's Grace!"

"Don't forget to pick up the pen from Ryan!"

In Liam City, with the support of Marek and others at any time, Sigmund has more confidence. He is just a step ahead to track and observe.

Even if you are unlucky and a conflict breaks out, you can't beat it, but you still have the ability to protect yourself.

not to mention……

He pinched the whistle hanging around his neck. The boa constrictor had already digested the corpse, and the lines on the whistle became clearer. This means his pokemon has been strengthened again.

Quietly jumping off the stairs, Sigmund quickly walked across the roof without disturbing anyone, and soon arrived at the theater in the Bell Tower area.

As midnight approached, the doors of the theater had already been closed, and even the gatekeeper had turned off the lights to rest.

Sigmund climbed all the way up the wall, and finally found a half-closed window on the third floor.

Gently pushing open the window, he jumped into the theater.

The theater is divided into two parts, inside and outside.

In the front is the stage and auditorium, and in the back is the preparation area.

Lift the curtain and go backstage.

A strange smell mixed with engine oil, leather, and wood products rushed towards him.

There are various organs and props hidden under the stage.

They are all used for magic such as escape from a secret room or changing a living person.

With the spiritual power covering his eyes, the dark room was like daytime. Sigmund walked quickly, and the whole backstage was extremely messy, but he didn't find anything unusual here.

After thinking about it, he left the theater along the same path, then stood on the roof and looked up at the bell tower not far away.

Time, just reached midnight.

A creator of contracts would usually hide in the most convenient place for his activities, plus the weird smell of machine oil on Nick.

That's why Sigmund came to the theater to search.

But think about it carefully at this time, the bell tower stands in the most conspicuous place in the whole city, but in fact it is the most suitable place to hide and hide.

Empty, quiet and undisturbed. There was room for his little toys, too.

Along the way, it didn't take long for Sigmund to come to the famous landmark in Liam City.

It is said that the establishment of the Bell Tower even dates back to the beginning of the city. It used to be the center of the entire city, and many underground structures and water conservancy systems that were preserved back then can still be found.

It's just that the rise of capital, the roar of steam, and the development of industry made the city change rapidly, and the Bell Tower District slowly declined.

But occasionally there will be tourists who just came to this city, stop to observe and remember the ancient atmosphere of this city.

"If you have a chance, you must equip yourself with a set of shackle locks."

In the world of Assassin's Creed Syndicate, members of the Brotherhood of Assassins come and go without a trace, using hook locks, building tens of meters high, as soon as they say it.

Although there is no hook lock at the moment, Sigmund just climbs up a certain distance and then jumps into the outer spiral staircase.

But just as Sigmund was approaching the top of the clock tower, a woman stopped in the shadows opposite the clock tower.

The performance of the new book is not good, and the first order is also extremely miserable, but there are still many friends who voted to support the author. It is everyone’s love. Thank you very much. I can’t repay you. I will add more to everyone