Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

The capital of St. Valen, a street-facing apartment in Jinhui City.

It is the weekly intelligence exchange day again. The "secret police" code-named 007 leans against the window and looks at the street, quietly waiting for his independent development intelligence to come and report on his work.

Since the outbreak of corruption in Jinhui City before the New Year, it has led to a large loss of urban population. Not only did it mean that many urban residents who had a small fortune had to spend it in order to pray to the church for a life-saving drug. He even bears debts for his family property.

After finally controlling the epidemic, a conflict broke out with the neighboring country Daes. The princes and nobles led by His Majesty the Grand Duke launched a new round of temporary taxation and labor force, and the entire capital and surrounding areas were shrouded in In a bleak situation.

After the beginning of winter, the city was short of food and clothing. Even if the gate of the capital was closed, many refugees who were famined around were still mixed into the city by various means, resulting in a sharp increase in the number of various crimes. The city guards, who have always been keen on extorting merchants to receive protection fees, had to cheer up and start arresting criminals.

The nobles and wealthy businessmen did not care about the lives of the civilians. In order not to allow the crime to spread to the inner city where they live, the time for the inner city gates and curfews was advanced to the evening before sunset after the winter, which also led to 007 having to put him in advance. The people who were scattered in the lower city gathered together.

After all, his current disguised identity is inconvenient to appear in the streets and alleys of the poor and gangsters.

The first person to arrive at his apartment was named Jair Austin, who was commonly called "Anvil".

"Anvil" was originally a native of Jinhui City. When they were carried away by the infected refugees who escaped from the city, they were just taken to the north by the pioneers and taken sheltered and treated. When they encountered gangsters and speculators who were infiltrated among the refugees, It was also the first person he took the lead in reporting the other party’s shameless behavior and resolutely safeguarded the vital interests of the “life-savior” and the refugees.

007 opened the apartment door, turned sideways and let his information go offline and enter the room. He then looked at the other party carefully and asked with interest: "Have you lost the money?"

"I'm still working hard..." Tiejin rubbed his hands awkwardly, and then hesitated, "Sir, I really don't understand. There are obviously many ways to find out the news. Why do you have to let me go to the casino every day to lose intentionally money."

Every three days, his boss would hand him a heavy purse, and then he would keep lingering in the city's major casinos, playing a gambling nouveau riche who is addicted to gambling but spends money like money. .

"Oh? Do you think it's so difficult to do something as simple as losing money?"

"It's not difficult, but for some reason, I've been extremely lucky these days. No matter how I bet, I always win." Tiejie scratched his head and showed bitterness, "If I continue like this, I will continue to do so. The principal is more than the amount you gave me."

007 Hearing this, he couldn't help laughing, and got up and poured him a glass of warm water, "It's just a temporary lucky... So, during this period, have you met anyone who took the initiative to talk to you and make friends with you? "" "

Tiejian nodded and started the work report in detail. "In those nights when I lost a lot, some gang members came to talk to me, some were usury people, and some secretly inquire about my identity and background... But I often The few casinos I went to were a grey industry of a certain baron. The more I lost, the more the other party cared about protecting my personal safety.”

"Well, let's talk about the situation where you have killed everyone at the gambling table these days..."

Tie Anvil said awkwardly: "I sat in the same room with a man dressed in obviously aristocratic for two consecutive days. The guy seemed to have sucked all my bad luck, but he sat down at me every time he came and lost. It was overwhelming."

As he said, he took out a pure gold pocket watch from his inner bag of his shirt and handed it to his boss openly, "Here, this is the gold that the guy mortgaged to me after he lost all the money last night. Before leaving, he swears that I should not sell it at will, and he will win back tonight."

007 took the pure gold pocket watch, opened the cover with a snap, and his eyes suddenly shrank - on the inner shell of the pocket watch, a lifelike eagle head was shakingly carved.

"Tonight, find an opportunity to continue to bet with him and find a way to find out his identity." 007 thought for a moment and arranged it carefully.

"Wouldn't it be more convenient for me to track him directly or sneak into his residence?"

007 sighed and sneered, "Don't take your life seriously, follow the undercover agent... Going deep into the enemy to investigate the information is both dangerous and time-consuming, and it is completely an act of disproportionately proportional to the efforts."

He paused and said seriously: "You must remember that it is very difficult to train a secret policeman. What we need to do is to buy, infiltrate, and win over..."

"Not everyone can be bought, and it is especially difficult for those knights who speak of benevolence, righteousness and morality." Tiejie commented stubbornly.

007 took a sip of hot water and chuckled, "So... learn to collect information, distinguish between true and false, and hide your identity, and you can call it a qualified secret policeman."

He pinched the pocket watch in his hand and showed the eagle-headed emblem to the anvil, "If I say this gold watch represents an important intelligence message, do you believe it?"

"Uh..." Tiejie blushed and said quietly, "Sir, I can't tell..."

"Frost-winged eagle, the family emblem of Duke Ralph." 007 pointed to the pattern on the inside of the watch cover, "The eagle's head is facing left, representing the direct lineage of the Duke. Your gambling friend... is the son or nephew of Duke Ralph."

Anvil was so shocked that he immediately stood up from his chair and said in a trembling voice: "I gamble with the son or nephew of a founding Duke at the same table? No wonder... No wonder he is more generous than me."

Come to think of it, it is common for gamblers of other noble status to come to a luxurious casino opened by a noble in the capital. In terms of bad habits of eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, there seems to be no big difference between nobles and civilians.

007 returned the gold watch to Anvil, and patiently told him a few words before sending him out.

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After closing the door for a while, he immediately locked the door of the apartment and the door bolt of the study, gently closed the open curtains, and then carefully pulled out a suitcase from under the bed and took out a brass typewriter with an exquisite shape and structure.

[Code 007: @091, 088, 085, nobles suspected to be the direct descendants of Duke Ralph appeared in the capital, please find out as soon as possible whether the Duke is still in Fengyuan City! ]

007 is not a random guess. He is the trade director of the Faros Royal Chamber of Commerce in Jinhui City. He wanders in the circle of nobles and wealthy businessmen in the upper class of the capital and is extremely sensitive to various secret intelligence information.

It is rumored that His Majesty the Grand Duke of Saint Valen is extremely afraid of the family of the current Duke Ralph, which leads to the fact that although the Duke still stands on the side of the royal family on the surface, in fact, the two sides rarely have close exchanges.

The appearance of the Duke's direct line in Jinhui City undoubtedly gave him a possibility - after such a terrifying assassination, was the Duke himself frightened and secretly came to the capital to seek refuge?

He didn't wait too long before he saw two lines of handwriting slowly appearing on the crystal screen of the brass typewriter, perfectly responding to 007's guess.

[Code 088: @007, Duke Ralph went to his hunting castle in the mountains ten days ago. We have not yet found out the specific time of his return. It may still be affected by the assassination, but the Duke's family members are all in Fengyuan City. ]

Sure enough! He left his wife and children in his hometown as a cover and secretly hid in the capital to save his life!