Chapter: 376

Lumian took a look and found that both the priest and Mrs. Pouaris were lifelike and lifelike. Except for the lack of color, they were not much different from the photos.

"Very similar.

"Just based on my simple description, you have recovered to this level?" He thought Anthony. Rhett would draw multiple drafts for himself to choose from, and then make further corrections and refinements.

Anthony. Reid smiled rarely: "What I restored was the photo on the official arrest warrant.

"The authorities are looking for them too."

No wonder...Lumian suddenly realized.

Curé Guillaume. Mrs. Bene and Mrs. Pouaris are both believers of evil gods who have received "gifts". After Lai En and others report to them, they will definitely attract corresponding attention!

Thinking of this, his uneasiness intensified instantly.

"I must be wanted too...Anthony. Has Rhett seen my portrait? Did he recognize me?" Lumian's heart was suspended, and he asked the intelligence dealer in front of him pretending to be calm. : "I'm not surprised by this, I want to know how much is their reward?"

"Guillaume. Bene 20,000 Filkins, 500 Filkins for each clue, and the same for Puares."

Anthony. Rhett's tone was very calm.

Lumian smiled and said, "If you can find useful information, you can get a double bounty."

What he meant was that he could get one from the official, and he could get another one from here.

Anthony nodded: "I accept your commission, 500 Felkin, 100 in advance.

"This is my rule, you don't have to accept it, go find another intelligence dealer or bounty hunter."

"no problem."

He was about to take out the money when suddenly there was a gunshot outside the window.

Anthony. Reid suddenly trembled all over, as if encountering a natural enemy, he shrank his body and swished under the wooden table.

Lumian was a little stunned. Could this reaction be too exaggerated? Isn't this the daily state of chaotic streets?

There are gunshots, fights and large-scale conflicts here from time to time. People who live here should have been used to it for a long time. The only thing they need to do is stay away from the windows to avoid being hit by random gunshots.

Soon, the noisy voice initially subsided.

Anthony. After a few seconds of delay, Rhett crawled out from under the wooden table.

"I'm sorry, but in the war a few years ago, I suffered from post-traumatic trauma and had to retire and return to Trier."

Then why do you want to live in a street where there are always gunshots? Lumian didn't ask, he turned to Anthony. Rhett's psychological problems were of no interest.

He took out a 50 Filkin bill and slid his finger over the bust of Levanks and the high street in the silhouette, the comings and goings of merchants.

Feeling the remaining texture, Lumian handed the gray-blue intertwined bill together with two gold louis and two five-fell gold coins engraved with sunbirds to Anthony. Rhett.

His wallet was one-third lighter at once, and he couldn't help but feel like spending money like running water.

Take a look at Candide Market Picture Behind the Bills, Anthony. Reid bent his fingers, flicked the surface, and checked the authenticity in the sunlight.

After confirming that it was correct, he put away the money and asked Lumian, "Are you coming to me at a fixed time to see if there is any information, or give me the address, and I will throw the corresponding information into your room when I get something?"

"I live in 207." Lumian knew that he was staying at the "Golden Rooster Hotel" and he couldn't hide it from Anthony. Rhett, so I reported the room number directly.