The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"The ship is about to set off."

The pier was bustling, and a man with a hood looked around, carefully observing the surroundings.

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

After working in the workshop for more than three years, Ram's ability to learn is very strong, and he has been valued by Antoine. It may not be long before he has the opportunity to manage one of the stores.

If he leaves now, all the previous accumulation will disappear. More importantly, because of his departure, the police will quickly target him and find loopholes to determine his suspicion.

"Maybe I should go back."

A face flashed in his mind, and Ram mumbled unwillingly, but he soon made up his mind and followed the flow of people onto the deck when the whistle sounded in the distance.

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

There are many kinds of spices there, and it should not be difficult for him to find a job with his skills.

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

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

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

He turned around slowly and saw the young man sitting on the chair.

"West... Sigmund, are you going to sea too? Could it be that I misread the ticket..." Ram randomly pieced together the language.

But there was no expression on the face of the young man opposite.

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

"Why did you want to kill Tony?"

"He is an honest man, down-to-earth and hard-working. You should have met his wife and two children."

Sigmund's eyes were sharp.

"what are you saying?"

Ram felt that the room was closed, and the surrounding walls seemed to be pressing down on him. The sultry environment made him feel a little breathless.

"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's mood suddenly collapsed.

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

"I'll stop him, and then we'll scuffle together..."

Ram collapsed to the ground, his face full of fear, because of fear, his nose and tears were all over his face.

"Shut up!"

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

"You told me it was an accident?"

"You said that the two of you scuffled together, but when we first met, you didn't have any injuries on your face."

Ram is just an ordinary person. Two adults are fighting together. How could only one be injured and the other intact?

So, there is only one truth.

Ram was a sneak attack, and the first strike made Tony lose his ability to resist. The next twelve strikes were a person's madness after being stimulated.

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

"No, I'm really not a bad person. I worked in Antoine's factory for more than three years. Every day I come early and leave the latest. But all I get is the meager salary... He only regards me as a tool!"

"And I'm just taking back what I deserve. Mr. Sculley is buying perfume formulas. As long as I stole the formula, I can exchange it for a sum of money and then take a boat back to my hometown."

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

"I gave too much and got too little. I just wanted to get what I deserved. I explained it to Tony, but he didn't listen at all, he just wanted to tell me!"

"Because only in this way can he improve his status in Antoine's heart and make him 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 tremblingly and groped, "I can give you all the money I have."

While walking on his knees, he took out coins from his arms, some dim copper coins, and some silver coupons that were pinched into a ball.

"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'll give it to you now!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand into his arms, and at this time Ram was already less than a meter away from Sigmund.

"for you!"

The next moment, Ram shouted loudly, and his body that was sitting on his knees jumped up violently. What he took out of his arms was not a gold pound at all, but a dreadful dagger!

"go to hell!"

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

Bang!

The next second.

All the ferocity on Ram's face disappeared completely, the young man standing in front of him leaned sideways lightly, and then the hammer-like elbow slammed into his nose bone.

Click!

After the muffled sound was a crisp bone crack, Ram's body slammed against the wall behind him. When he fell, a delicate brooch fell from his pocket and rolled to Sigmon's feet.

In the interlayer of the brooch is a familiar face~www.wuxiamtl.com~Rila Perio.

"Looks like I don't even need to ask why you framed Lawrence."

"Lawrence, what does he have but a face? How can she be worthy of Miss Rila!"

The dagger fell, and Ram struggled to get up, but Sigmund didn't give him the chance and stepped forward 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 shivered and asked the last question.

"It's very simple."

Sigmund grinned.

"I just took twenty pounds from you the day before yesterday, so I know very well."

"You don't have that many."

A moment of silence was followed by Ram's hysterical screams.

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

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

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

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

"Shut up!"

The wooden door opened in response, Gildo's strong body squeezed in, and he raised his legs and kicked Ram, who was pounced, unconscious.

"Take him back to the police station!"

After he finished speaking, he glanced sideways at Sigmund.

"It turned out to be 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.

Immediately, under Gildo's doubts, he took out the last coin on Ram's body.

"Do you want an equal share?" Sigmund asked politely.

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