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Queens, the side of the Viscount House of Stafford.

In a black dress, Fols and Hugh hid in a dark corner, staring at the closed iron fence door, patiently waiting for the target to appear.

There is no rain tonight, they don't have to face too difficult environments, and the carriage that stops at the edge of the streetlights makes them understand that the harvest will come, only the difference between morning and night.

I don't know how long it took, the iron fence door made a metal friction sound, slowly opening back.

A figure in a dark black cloak flashed from the inside, lowered his head, walked to the side of the rental carriage, and walked up lightly.

"Is she?" Fols snorted and asked about the rest next to him.

She has neither demonstrated the extraordinary ability to restore the image of the other party, nor has she seen the other person before, and cannot rely on spiritual intuition or "astrology" to make judgments.

Hugh definitely took the next step:

"Correct!"

During their whispering conversation, the taxi car accelerated a little and left the side door area.

He immediately left the hiding corner, prepared to rely on the extraordinary ability of the "Sheriff" and the physical improvement brought by the "interrogator", and sprinted the target far away.

"What do you want to do?" At this moment, Fols held her shoulder and destroyed her plan.

"Tracking!" He looked back at his friend with a puzzled look.

Fols looked at the rental carriage that had not been completely opened, and asked thoughtfully:

"What are you tracking for?

"And, don't you say that after entering the Beckland Bridge area, will there be a very powerful extraordinary protection?"

"Yes." Hugh first answered the latter question, and then he said, "Your question is so strange. Of course, tracking is to confirm the appearance, identity, origin and purpose of the target."

Forsy took back the left hand of the shoulder and showed some smile:

"Since the target has a very strong extraordinary protection, it is difficult for us to complete the tracking in the Bakerland Bridge area, unable to find her residence and figure out her real identity. Do you want to directly conflict with the protector? I have helped, but have you confirmed the strength of the other party? How confident is it? Is it dangerous?

"And, as long as the battle breaks out, it will inevitably alarm the target. This is the same as stopping the carriage ahead of the road. When the face is the same, it will destroy your most essential intentions. It will make Viscount Stewart alert and not get into trouble. , give you the opportunity to shoot."

"Doing, there is the possibility of failure, if you don't do it, you will definitely fail." Hugh stressed that he knew the dilemma, just wanted to try again and find opportunities along the way.

At this time, the taxi was turning at the end of the road and drove into the street. Fols watched its back disappear and shook his head and smiled:

"No, no, what we need to do is to change our mind!

"We should first try to figure out the appearance of the target, wait until dawn, then use her looks, go to the Beckland Bridge area for routine investigations, and collect intelligence from other sources."

"You use a very professional word..." said the side of the room.

"Of course, I have written a detective novel!" Fols replied humbly.

"However, how do you figure out the appearance of the target without disturbing her?" Hugh raised the most critical issue.

Forsy had prepared to take out "Lermano's travel notes" and said with a smile:

“It’s very simple, ‘psychic stealth’ recorded by Miss ‘Justice’!”

- "Justice" Although Audrey did not have the opportunity to use "Lermano's travel notes", she was quite curious to rent two or three times, studying the respective roles and characteristics of those extraordinary abilities, and recording some extraordinary abilities. In the above, it includes a fairly practical "psychology stealth."

As for her true identity, Hugh and Fols are more and more confirmed, but they did not ask in person and did not conduct further investigation. This is the most basic respect for the members of the Tarot Club.

When I heard the answer from my friend, Hugh’s thoughts were cheerful and there were several inspirations in an instant.

Foers continued to say:

"Using this page's extraordinary ability, you will be in the sensory blind spots of the surrounding creatures, even if you dangling in front of them, they can't see it. In this way, you can climb the carriage directly and walk to the target. Look at her face calmly and remember all the features.

"Oh, I sometimes think that people who use ‘psychic stealth’ may be trampled to death if they are too bad luck.

"Hey, wait for it to make too much movement, and don't talk to the creatures around you, then you will attract attention and let ‘psychic stealth’ be automatically lifted.”

"Yeah!" Hughed down and raised another difficulty. "How can I make the target unable to find the carriage door suddenly opening during the journey?"

Not waiting for Forsy to answer, she immediately asked:

"Do you have the extraordinary ability to record 'opening the door'?"

"What do you think?" Fols smiled and handed the "Lemano travel notes" in his hand to a friend, and explained which two pages were "psychologically invisible" and "opened".

After I remembered it, I quickly ran along the shadows on both sides of the road and chased the taxi.

Not long after, she saw the target, and her right hand shook gently, letting the copper-green notes reveal a yellow-brown parchment.

Gently slipping through the fingers, Hugh seemed to see countless waves of light appearing on the surface of the deep lake, spreading around.

When the vision returned to normal, she stepped up and quickly rushed to the carriage.

For confirmation, Hugh did not act directly, and several big steps exceeded the horses.

She immediately turned to the body, like a cross-road, but the driver did not notice, neither shouting reminders, nor holding the horse.

After confirming that "Psychology Stealth" is effective, he will accelerate and escape the impact of the horse and come to the side of the carriage.

Slightly observed, she flipped "Le Mano's travel notes", revealing a white paper covered with singular patterns and symbols, then extended his right hand and pressed it against the wall.

Her figure was transparent and appeared inside the carriage.

The woman in the dark black cloak was sitting diagonally opposite, as if thinking about something, looking at the glass window on the side, but ignoring the bounty hunter who suddenly broke into.

At such a close distance, even if her cloak is pulled low, Hugh can initially see her face, not to mention that she is not as cautious as walking outside, and every move seems quite casual, so that the cloak is shrinking. Go to the eye position.

In an instant, her appearance reflected in Hugh's eyes, overlapping with a face that retains male characteristics.

This is the extraordinary ability of the "Sheriff".

Hugh’s eyes widened and it’s hard to stop shouting:

"Sherman?"

She can foresee that the woman who often enters the Viscount of Stafford during this time is quite beautiful, but she can't think of it. The other party is actually her friend Sherman, a young man!

A man who can't talk about a long-term neutral beauty can now become so beautiful, so feminine!

At this moment, Hugh couldn't help but look at Sherman's eyes and couldn't relate the other person's body to the young man he had known.

If it is not the extraordinary ability of the "Sheriff" to confirm the opposite of the five senses is Sherman, Hugh must think that he admits the wrong person, and even then, she now suspects that the opposite is not Sherman, but Sherman The sister born to the same mother on the same day.

When he heard the surprised question, Sherman noticed that there was no more people and familiar people in the carriage.

Bounty Hunter Hugh Dilcha!

She has been renamed Sherman, she was first panicked, and instinctively emerged some of the words that Teres often mentioned:

"Now you can't be met by former acquaintances.

"Do you think your husband, the one you love, know what you used to be?

"Only by being completely disconnected from the past, you can be reborn to be saved!"

A similar rhetoric flashed through Shiman’s mind, causing her to suddenly have a thought that she was afraid:

"Kill her!"

The idea is like a devil from the abyss, constantly whispering in the snowman's ear, echoing in her heart:

"Kill her!

"Kill this person who recognizes you!

"Only in this way, you can really get rid of the past and not lose the present!

"Kill her!"

Sherman didn't answer Hugh's question, and the left hand on his side shook it a little bit, and shook it very slowly and tremblingly.

Hugh perceived that the other party had strong emotional fluctuations, confirmed that this is Sherman, and immediately asked:

"How did you become like this?

"Where did you go during this time? Did you encounter something? Have you been hurt?"

Shiman’s lips twitched a few times, and the left fist relaxed a little, and the words opened with a cry:

"I have started a new life, don't bother me any more, okay?

"I, I don't want to lose everything I have now, I don't want to see people I know in the past!"

The more she talks, the faster she speaks, and the more she wants to find out.

After a few seconds of rest, I looked at Sherman with a gaze and clung to my lower lip:

"it is good……"

She did not stop, reached out and opened the glass window of the carriage, and jumped out before the gesture.

Sherman watched the whole process silently, finally vomiting a long, lost all power and soft in the position.

She managed to control the devil inside.

At this time, she saw the other side of the opposite side, a figure quickly sketched out, appeared out of thin air.

The figure was wearing a dark and dark old-fashioned dress, but it was not destroyed by the sweet and gentle appearance and temperament. It was just sitting there, without talking, and people could not move their eyes.

Witch Terry!

"Why don't you kill her?" Teresi smiled and asked in vain, just like what she was drinking last night.

"She, she, there were few people who didn't discriminate against me and helped me..." Xueman replied in shock, and frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"

Terry smiled and said:

"I am protecting you."

Not waiting for the Sherman response, she turned to say:

"The mood when you came out seems to be very good."

Sherman recalled the things before, showing a shyness:

"Maybe, maybe, I have a chance to be a mother..."

During the conversation, her right hand touched her belly, and the corner of her mouth could not help but pull to the sides.

"I feel that he is kicking me, kicking me..." Snowman suddenly stunned and shocked and said, "How could it be so fast?"

She is still not sure if she can have a child today!

Seeing her reaction, Terry smiled even more charmingly.

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