Shaking the World

"Mr. Clown, I heard you've been touring all over the country, haven't you?"

"Yes." The clown Mousse put down his legs and stood up, "We are either performing, or rushing to the next performance location."

"It must be hard work, right?"

Lorraine raised his head and looked at the other party. Only then did he realize that the clown was very tall, at least over 1.9 meters, and less than two meters. Abs and slim waist.

"It's not hard, kid Lorraine. We're used to this kind of life, which is busy and fulfilling. We can appreciate the customs and customs of various cities and villages, and bring joy to the people in those places. People in almost every place love us. Full of enthusiasm, let us experience the feeling of home, oh my god, I almost forgot where my own home is...but it doesn't matter, does it? Hee hee!" The clown mousse tilted his head and looked Xiang Lorraine, still smiling.

Lorraine pursed his lips. What the clown mousse said in a joking tone actually caused a trace of inexplicable emotion in his heart.

"Alright kid Lorraine, I have to go. I'm very happy to meet such an interesting little guy like you today. Remember to bring your little friends to watch our circus performance. The venue of our performance is in Codron The Colosseum." The clown Mousse turned around and waved with his back to Lorraine.

Lorraine heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, are he finally leaving?

This clown is really weird, if you stay with him for a long time, maybe you will leave a shadow in your heart. Fortunately, this guy will leave here after the performance.

However, just when Lorraine thought that the other party was about to leave, the clown suddenly turned sideways, and his smiling face turned towards him again.

"Little Lorraine, what do you think makes a good hunter?"

Lorraine was slightly taken aback. Why did the other party ask this question suddenly? Could it be that the other party was using this question to test him?Test him?Or something else?

The clown mousse kept smiling at him, as if he was looking forward to his answer, but Lorraine knew that the clown had been smiling like this since he appeared, and it couldn't reflect his inner thoughts.

Unable to figure out the other party's motives, Lorraine had to start thinking about the other party's questions after "looking at each other" for a few seconds.

Although Lorraine is not a hunter, he was born in the town of Reid. On the other side of the Wusval River is a primitive jungle inhabited by a large number of monsters. He has entered the jungle more than once to hunt and kill those first-order monsters that are not powerful. Half a hunter.

In the experience of life and death, he would sum up the gains and losses and accumulated a lot of experience, so he answered: "I think an excellent hunter must be able to arrange various hidden traps, know how to hide himself, and know how to hide himself." Which kind of prey will leave what kind of traces, and is good at tracking the prey. When encountering a strong prey, you must know how to endure and reduce the damage; when encountering a weak prey, you must go all out to avoid unnecessary complications. "

"Hee hee, kid Lorraine, you are already an excellent hunter. However, there is another kind of smart hunter who will always appear as prey when hunting!"

After speaking, the clown Mousse turned his head and waved his hand again.

Lorraine was slightly taken aback.

Smart hunters always appear as prey?

What is he alluding to?

Suddenly, Lorraine thought of what happened today, and suddenly looked towards Ingersoll's annex not far away.

At this time, the number of people wandering around the flower garden has decreased significantly. Most of them have confirmed the authenticity of the information and returned to report.

At present, it seems that Ingersoll, a behemoth, has become the prey of many thieves, like a piece of fat under the eyes of wolves.

However, this group of hungry wolves didn't realize at all that they had already stepped half of their feet into the trap laid by the hunter, and before killing them, the hunter also slashed them. The problem is, this knife not only Instead of alerting these wolves, they scrambled to get into this trap!

Thinking about it carefully, Ingersoll at this moment, in the eyes of Lorraine, has become a fierce beast with a big mouth, ready to feast at any time!

Looking back, the clown Mousse had gone far away. He was waddling on the bluestone road, and the sound of his high-horned leather boots hitting the ground still clearly entered Lorraine's ears.

So far, Lorraine has not figured out what the clown's intention is. The other party appeared inexplicably and said some inexplicable words. Is it really reminding himself, or is there something else? If the other party is reminding himself, How did he know that he was also paying attention to this matter?

Is the other party just passing by to watch the excitement, or is he himself involved in this matter?

Regarding these, Lorraine was completely at a loss. He could not judge his strength from the breath of the other party, nor could he guess the other party's psychology from that smiling face. This clown is completely a mystery!

But one thing Lorraine can be sure of is that this clown is very dangerous!

After sitting silently for a while, Lorraine stood up and planned to leave. At this time, he had no idea to report to Ingersoll. Regardless of whether he misunderstood the words of the clown Mousse or not, now that he thinks about it, there is indeed something wrong with this matter. A lot of doubts.

Of course, those doubts were thought of by Lorraine from the perspective of a bystander. The thieves who are authorities may be cursing the bastard who sold them information, and thinking about how to get rid of the situation in the eyes of their colleagues. Get more stuff in the scramble.

It was only a hundred meters away from Ingersoll to the Wall Brothers Hotel, and Lorraine returned to the hotel soon. It was almost five o'clock at this time, and it was time for dinner, but it would take a long time for the sky to darken.

Ross and the others haven't come back yet, so Lorraine doesn't plan to wait for them anymore, and he will talk about filling his stomach. After all, those guys are having a good time, and it doesn't matter whether they come back to eat or not.

Although the cost of accommodation at the Wall Brothers Hotel is expensive, one good thing is that they will provide three meals a day for free, and you can eat as much as you want.

Half an hour later, Lorraine came out of the small restaurant, wiping the oil stains from the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

The taste of the food in the hotel is really not flattering, no wonder not many people are willing to eat here, but this is not a big problem for Lorraine, as long as he is full, he will be fine.

Back in the room, Lorraine lay on the bed with his hands on the back of his head, still thinking about what happened today.

Regarding the judgment that Ingersoll was the main planner of this matter, Lorraine still associated it with the words of the clown Mousse. As for whether it is correct, he actually has no idea in his heart.

Maybe there is someone else who sold that blueprint?If it were him, would he announce the secrets of his family for the benefit of the moment?

Maybe the person who sold the drawings was the ghost of the auction house?In that case, the auction house would be really dangerous.

The more Lorraine thought about it, the more entangled he became. The more he thought about it, the more worried he became. None of their auction items will appear in tomorrow's auction.

Just thinking about it, Ross and the others came back.