The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"The boat is about to sail."

The pier was bustling with people, and a man with a hood looked around and carefully observed his surroundings.

"As usual, didn't they find anything? Am I being too careful?"

Having worked in the workshop for more than three years, Lahm has a strong learning ability and has gained Antoine's attention. Perhaps before long, he will have the opportunity to manage one of the shops.

If he leaves now, all the previous accumulation will disappear, and more importantly, because of his departure, the police will quickly lock the target, and then find loopholes to confirm his suspicion.

"Maybe I should go back."

A face flashed in his mind, and Ram muttered unwillingly, but soon he made up his mind and followed the crowd to the deck when the siren sounded in the distance.

In order to avoid being discovered, he paid five times the normal price of a boat ticket and bought a separate room so that he could reach the Southern Islands in three days.

All kinds of spices are rich there, and it should not be difficult for him to find a job with his ability.

The whole process was uneventful, and Lahm's heart slowly relaxed. When he entered his room, he locked the door and took off the hood on his head.

"You are slower than I thought. It seems that you are really careful."

A sudden voice sounded from behind, and Ram froze in place instantly, cold sweat seeping from his forehead and sliding down the corners of his eyes.

He turned slowly and saw the young man sitting in the chair.

"Si... Sigmund, do you want to go to sea too? Could it be that I read the wrong ticket..." Ram made up words indiscriminately.

But the young man opposite had no expression on his face.

Just quietly waited for him to finish speaking, and then said:

"Why did you kill Tony?"

"He is an honest man, down-to-earth and hardworking. You should have seen his wife and those two children."

Sigmund's eyes were sharp.

"what are you saying?"

Ram felt that the room was closed, and the surrounding walls seemed to press down on him. The stuffy environment made him feel a little out of breath.

"I do not understand what you mean."

"I went to investigate. There was a problem with your delivery time that night, Price..." Sigmund pretended to be confident.

"I didn't want to kill him, listen to me, I really didn't want to kill him!" Ram suddenly broke down.

"It was an accident. I didn't expect Tony to appear suddenly. I explained to him, but he didn't listen at all. He said he would tell Mr. Perio!"

"I went to stop him, and then we wrestled together..."

Ram collapsed on the ground, his face was full of panic, because of fear, snot and tears covered his whole face.

"Shut up!"

Sigmund snorted coldly, "You stabbed him thirteen times!"

"You told me it was an accident?"

"You said you two were wrestling together, but when we first met, you didn't have any injuries on your face."

Ram is just an ordinary person. Two adults rolled around and fought together. How could it be possible that only one was injured while the other was intact?

So, there is only one truth.

Ram was a sneak attack, and the first knife made Tony lose the ability to resist, and the following twelve knifes were a person's madness after being stimulated.

"What the hell did he see?" Sigmund raised his voice.

"No, I'm really not a bad person. I've worked in Antoine's factory for more than three years. I'm the first one to come every day and the last one to leave. But all I get is that meager salary...he only treats me as a tool!"

"And I'm just getting back everything I deserve. Mr. Sculley is buying perfume formulas. As long as I steal the formula, I can exchange it for a sum of money and then go back to my hometown by boat."

"Open a little shop that belongs to me there, and Jenny..."

"I paid too much and got too little. I just want to get back what I deserve. I explained it to Tony, but he didn't listen at all. He just wanted to report on me!"

"Because only in this way can he improve his status in Antoine's heart and let him be valued. If he is willing to let me go, nothing will happen."

Sigmund didn't speak, just looked at Ram indifferently.

"I beg you, let me go, what do you want?"

Ram knelt on the ground and groped tremblingly, "I can give you all the money I have on me."

While walking on his knees, he took out coins from his pocket, including dim copper coins and crumpled silver coupons.

"It's all yours, all my money is yours!"

"I still have fifty gold pounds, which is all my savings over the years, and I will give it to you now!"

As he spoke, he reached into his arms, and at this time, Ram was less than one meter away from Sigmund.

"for you!"

The next moment Ram yelled violently, and his kneeling body jumped up violently. What he took out from his arms was not a gold pound at all, but a dagger with a cold light!

"go to hell!"

His face was full of ferocity, his eyes were bloodshot, and the blood vessels on his forehead protruded from the excessive force. He clasped his hands together and exploded with all the strength of his body.

Boom!

next second.

All the ferocity on Ram's face completely disappeared, and the young man standing in front of him leaned sideways, and then hit his nasal bone with a hammer-like elbow.

Click!

After the muffled sound, there was a crisp bone cracking sound, and Ram's body hit the wall behind him. When he fell, a delicate brooch fell from his pocket and rolled to Sigmund's feet.

Inside the middle of the brooch is a familiar face.

Rila Perio.

"It seems that I don't even need to ask why you framed Lawrence."

"Lawrence, what has he got but a face? How can she be worthy of Miss Rilla!"

The dagger fell, and Ram struggled to get up, but Sigmund didn't give him this chance, and kicked him down again.

"You... how do you know that what I took out was not a gold pound but a dagger?"

Ram, whose face was covered in blood, completely lost the ability to resist, he asked the last question tremblingly.

"It's very simple."

Sigmund grinned.

"Just took twenty pounds off you the day before yesterday, so I know that."

"You don't have that much."

After a moment of silence, Ram screamed hysterically.

"It's you, you took my money!"

"Antoine was right about one thing, damn it, you're a vile blood-sucking bug!"

"Give me back, give me my money back!"

Anger filled his body with strength again, and Ram actually stood up again.

"Shut up!"

The wooden door opened in response, and Gildo's strong body squeezed in, kicking Ram who was rushing forward and knocking him unconscious.

"Take him back to the police station!"

After speaking, he glanced sideways at Sigmund.

"It's really him, boy, your ability is really impressive."

"Leave it to them here, get off the boat first, it's time to talk about your problem."

"Wait a minute." Sigmund said.

Then even in Gildo's doubts, he took out the last coin on Ram's body.

"Should I split it equally?" Sigmund asked very politely.

On the second day of the college entrance examination, last night I dreamed of the fear of being dominated by the college entrance examination again. Dear readers, please cast a vote to help the author suppress the shock.