Chapter 5, Resolving Troubles

"It's nothing, you can rest assured," Lapei replied, then turned and entered a small path beside her.

Keep it firmly in mind

Lape walked back and forth in the courtyard, and finally he saw a sofa placed in one corner of the courtyard. It was an intricately carved, gilded leather sofa, very expensive, clearly the "throne" reserved for the leader of the pickpockets. Lape sat down on it, crossed his legs, and waited boredly.

"Has there been any leads in the case of Lord Will's assassination?" asked La Pei.

What about him?" Lape asked, needing to confirm whether Hoff was present

After pouring the wine, Lape took a glass and mimicked the method he remembered. Holding the cup in the palm of his hand, he rotated it while taking a sniff, and then, with a look of intoxication, remarked: "Rich and smooth, it truly is fine wine"

"Pull... pull, it is... it is you." Big Wilson recognized it, and the color completely drained from his face. With a thud, Little Wilson collapsed to the ground, his pants soaked.

Then you go to 205 Ralph Street and invite Mrs. Wilson and her daughter to come here. Mr. Wilson works at the Seventh Post Office on Berni Street and is a colleague of my father. When he finishes work, bring him and his nephew here as well, " commanded Lape.

"Wait a moment, I will make him understand the consequences of offending me." The chicken claw tightened its fist, of course, it was the unbroken hand that was clenched, while the other hand was still wrapped in bandages.

That item must be stolen; he is just a lowly postman, and his family is not well-off. How could he afford to buy such a thing

It seems that your leader has not yet arrived. Lape looked at the courtyard, which at this moment resembled the scene from last night, with a large group of boys aged between ten and fifteen gathered there. This age is typically one of restlessness, yet all these boys appeared very quiet, clustering in groups here and there, and even when chatting, their voices were kept very low.

"Do you also think that money was stolen by me?" Rape was somewhat puzzled

This is also a smiling tiger

The several police officers exchanged glances, neither daring to approach. After a considerable amount of time, the middle-aged officer finally took a deep breath, carefully picked up the letter with both hands, and mustered the courage to say: "I will be right back; it shouldn't take up too much of your time"

This is not a means of fighting

The several police officers were all taken aback, their expressions becoming strange. To be honest, everyone had just been speculating about what Rape would say, but no one had expected it to be related to the assassination case.

From now on, Lape must race against time; today, the leader of the pickpockets must be dealt with.

"I am absolutely right. All you need to do is capture him and interrogate him; you will definitely obtain a confession. If he remains stubborn, he has parents and a younger sister; threatening them will surely pry open his mouth." Hoff was all in, having already made an enemy, he decided to reveal his last card.

Having completed all of this, La Pei smiled as he glanced out the window. At that moment, the rising sun appeared at the window, and his smile was akin to the morning sun, with the gloom of the previous night completely dissipated.

How is that kid doing?" asked the chicken claw, who had his wrist broken by Lape, thus harboring deeper resentment towards Lape than the other two.

When the leader of the pickpockets intends to come, those police officers should at least draw their batons or shake their handcuffs in their hands to make a clanging sound, as this is their forte. There is no need to take real action; many people, upon seeing this display, would already feel their legs go weak.

That is a book titled "You Can Do It Too". Judging by the yellowing of the pages, this book must be quite old, most likely purchased by the old man Foller in his youth. The preface of the book is very clear; it is written for beginners, aiming to help those who are new to magic understand how wonderful the world of magic is, and that a newcomer can achieve many incredible things.

As he walked, Lape did not remain idle; from time to time, he would flick his hand to drive a nail into the ground. His target was the sidewalk beside the road. Unlike his previous practice of thrusting, rapid stabbing, and sensing the energy, this time it was not as smooth. Initially, he either missed the mark or failed to hit the target with the pointed end. It was only when he could see the old man Fole's house that Lape could barely ensure the pointed end of the nail hit the target, but in most cases, it was skewed, resulting in the nail not being driven in deeply.

A few people came over and threw the corpse into the wooden basin, Lapey instructed

That assassin also used hidden weapons, and at least a dozen people died under his flying daggers, far more than those who perished by his sword.

The old man Fole once said that it is still too early for Lape to learn magic, as he has no magical power at all. According to the old man's view, he should now solidify his theoretical foundation, memorize various materials, and become familiar with the methods of handling common materials. If he still has energy, he should also learn about magical texts and symbols

The magic mentioned in this book requires only the most basic materials, which can all be found in the old man's drawer

The leader of the pickpockets had seen a similar gaze before; it belonged to the number one assassin by the side of the Tarun gang leader, Vakhli

Lape opened the storage room door and began rummaging through a small box at the bottom, which contained items such as a village head and a wrench. Although these items had never been seen in use by his father, they were well maintained.

This is a spell, a true spell, belonging to dark magic, which Lapey found from the memory of the lucky coin. However, he is merely pretending; with his current strength, it is utterly impossible for him to cast this magic.

What left the deepest impression on La Pei was when the musketeer of the guard aimed at the assassin, that fellow casually threw out a dozen flying knives, and immediately a large number of musketeers fell down. Although only two people lost their lives, the musketeers all lost their fighting spirit, huddling in the street corner, afraid to move.

Are you alright? The father called out to his son's back, already sensing that something was amiss

My goodness! It's a magic wand. Another police officer recognized it

Rape suddenly realized that even with limited magical power, he could accomplish many things. No matter how poor a magician may be, they are still a magician, and cannot be compared to an ordinary person.

As police officers, this group has encountered all kinds of criminals, including those like Rape. These individuals are either cold-blooded killers, ruthless pirates, or blood-soaked mercenaries. However, one thing is certain: there are absolutely no pickpockets among them. For such people, killing is as casual as sipping tea or sneezing. Human life, in their eyes, is akin to wild grass by the roadside or pebbles on the beach. The police only occasionally receive some small tokens of appreciation from Hoff, and the money is not substantial, making it entirely unnecessary for them to get involved in such conflicts.

The casting of "Fluorescent Technique" does not require much magical power; it only necessitates the mixing of white phosphorus, fluorite, mercury, and glass shards in a specific ratio to create a luminous powder. By using a small amount of magical energy to activate it, it can emit light. Additionally, certain substances can be added to alter the color of the light: adding salt produces yellow light, adding blue vitriol yields green light, and adding manganese acid results in purple light

Walking in the slippery alley, Big Wilson felt his feet weaken. His nephew, Little Wilson, was not much better off. The two of them looked at the closely adjacent windows on either side, contemplating whether to call for help

At this moment, La Pei was gazing calmly at the leader of the pickpockets, and what sent chills down his spine even more was that within that calmness lay a hint of disdain, intertwined with a trace of murderous intent

Two blocks away from the Seventh Post Office, Lapei saw the figure of his father, who still wore a look of dejection.

Hande had two henchmen lift the large Wilson, while he himself grabbed the collar of the small Wilson, dragging and pulling the two of them into the building. Once inside, a woman's voice could be heard: "Al, you finally made it. Who on earth have you offended?"

"By the way, is there a larger wooden basin here?" Lapei asked again

"Why did you come here?" Keeping a certain distance from his father, and ensuring that his father could not possibly hear Rape's voice, he asked angrily

Lapei said this to lighten the atmosphere

The middle-aged officer paused for a moment, slightly inclined his body towards Lape, understanding Lape's intention

Where is Annie? She hasn't had an accident, has she?" The voice of Wilson trembled.

The middle-aged police officer did not consider this to be a lie; he was present that day as well. To be honest, he also thought the assassin's skills were impressive. If he were twenty years younger, he might have attempted to imitate him. Of course, this would require him to find a teacher, whether for swordsmanship or hidden weapons, as he needed someone to impart that knowledge. For this reason, he increasingly believed that La Pei was a member of the secret police, as only the secret police would have such resources, allowing them to learn whatever they wished.

Just now, La Pei obtained the memory of using concealed weapon techniques from the lucky coin

Good wine, indeed good wine

Lape rummaged through the bottom row. ... "Introduction to Basic Magic," "Spells and Gestures," "Steps for Casting and Related Key Points" ... . ... Lape mostly just glanced at the table of contents and the beginning.

Upon witnessing this individual's reaction, the other police officers also changed their expressions. They were all aware that the middle-aged officer had connections, thus they were well-informed and experienced.

Rape did not wait for the middle-aged officer to finish speaking, and immediately added: "By the way, please inform the director that we are not trying to prove anything, nor is there any need to prove anything. We have never existed, and we will not have any intersection with the police system."

The employer is very satisfied with me, and he intends to raise my salary. To comfort his father, Lape casually told a lie.

These are also true words, which Raphe heard from Big Will

Do not forget to help me request leave again," Lape reminded her father once more, before heading towards the little pickpocket

Gao Ming, the arrangements made by the Director are truly remarkable. It is better that fewer people know of our existence; we should originally remain hidden in the shadows. " La Pei suddenly extended his right hand: " In the future, there may be many matters that will require your assistance.

The middle-aged police officer left

"You... you are you," a henchman stammered, his voice sharp and thin, the very one whose groin had been kicked in.

I want to be with his sister," said the bald man beside him

The middle-aged officer said, "The director also asked me to convey a message to you. If you require the police's cooperation, you can contact our chief. From now on, our chief will be in touch with you."

"I truly do not believe it," the young police officer shook his head

Lapei knocked over a test tube and sealed the opening with an oak cork, ensuring that the liquid inside would not leak out. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, as the final preparation was complete

Place these nails securely, and quietly lead La Pei to the old man's cabinet where he keeps hazardous materials. He gently opens the cabinet and takes out a brown bottle filled with liquid

The several police officers immediately became tense, as they were unaware of what Rape wanted to do. Being targeted by a dark sorcerer was certainly not a pleasant matter

"Beautiful, truly beautiful." The middle-aged officer praised repeatedly

I have no choice; early in the morning, I was asked to call you over. The other brothers are already waiting there

At this moment, Wilson is contemplating whether to celebrate in the evening. This is because the director has already hinted that the list of promotions has been submitted, and the results will be confirmed by the end of the month

Rape lightly sipped a mouthful, holding the wine in his mouth as if savoring it, but in reality, he found it difficult to swallow. It was his first time drinking, and he was not accustomed to this taste

The several police officers looked at me, and I looked at them, all without making a sound

Wilson suddenly collapsed to the ground; just a moment ago, he had mustered the courage to shout for help, but he never expected such an outcome. Now, he has lost even the last shred of his courage.

At this moment, the bodies were piled high.

A beam of purple light shot out, striking Hoff's heart and piercing through his back. The purple glow was terrifying and sinister, drifting like a wisp of smoke in the air. In the next moment, wisps of black smoke emerged from his body, forming the shape of a person. The face bore some resemblance to Hoff's, and as the wind blew, the figure could be seen struggling in agony.

Rapei descended the stairs quietly, as a result of the magical source, his energy was somewhat excessive, especially since he had just learned some new things

It was only then that Wilson noticed a carriage following behind; he sighed and completely gave up resisting

Although it is somewhat old, it is still a carriage. The Lape family cannot even afford a carriage, let alone own a private one. From this point, it is evident that the Wilson family's financial situation is much better than that of the Lape family

"It is him, he is the thief I just mentioned. Because he does not understand the rules and acts recklessly, he has caused a lot of trouble for everyone during this time," Hoff shouted loudly, pointing at Lape.

Time passed little by little, and those small pickpockets had evidently grown accustomed to waiting. Hand stood obediently in the center of the courtyard, a place easily visible to La Pei.

"Someone has invited you to dinner," Hand said with a grin. This fellow is best at bullying the weak, just as he did with La Pei back then.

This wait has lasted half a day, and as noon approaches, there is finally some commotion outside, and it is quite loud. With a loud bang, the building's door swings open, and a group of police officers enters, surprisingly numerous, with the leader of the pickpockets being the last to come in

If Han De had heard these words in the past, he would have certainly jumped up in joy, but now he has no such thoughts. He has already guessed what the skull above his head is; it is most likely some kind of curse, and once he disobeys, the curse will be activated immediately

The director asked me to convey his regards to you. The middle-aged officer slightly bowed towards Lape. Others did not react much to this, with only a hint of surprise on the faces of the pickpockets. However, the Wilson family reacted strongly; they trembled even more, and Mr. Wilson could no longer maintain his kneeling position, while his wife appeared to be somewhat stronger.

Once again, there were five cries of despair, and the remaining five henchmen all fell to the ground. The distance from the entrance to the staircase was less than seven feet. Among these five individuals, three were incapacitated, one was lightly injured, and the last one, being timid, had long since lost his strength in both hands and feet, thus none of them managed to escape.

"You better not harm me. You are currently surrounded by bad luck; anyone who gets close to you will face great misfortune. I certainly do not want to be hung up and beaten severely." The female pickpocket retreated repeatedly. That day, she had only thought it was amusing, so she taught La Pei a few tricks, not expecting to get into such a huge mess.

"Such words cannot be spoken; you have side incomes, while we receive fixed salaries from the publishing house," Lapei sighed

Against true strong opponents, hidden weapons are ineffective; that assassin can even deflect bullets, let alone hidden weapons. The role of hidden weapons is to deal with minions.

Daylight has arrived, and sunlight streams through the window. Rape opened the window and expelled a peculiar-looking wisp of smoke. The wisp of smoke remained suspended, as if solidified in mid-air, and from the outside, it vaguely resembled a person

Outside, there is a profound silence; it is still early, and most people are still in the depths of their dreams

Hand said you are a genius among pickpockets, destined to be in this line of work, and I believe his words. The female pickpocket said very seriously: "You should consider my proposal."

Could one of you assist me in going to the police department? The chief should have a document that was sent from Mane on the twelfth of last month, delivered directly into his hands by a designated person. It contains His Majesty's orders for him to fully cooperate with Lord Will. The order is written in code, but only half of the code is available; the other half is with the lord. Unfortunately, the lord was assassinated and did not have the chance to explain this matter. " At this point, Lape took out a letter from his pocket.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me." The small pickpocket's body trembled like a sieve, and it was already fortunate that he hadn't wet his pants, while behind him, many of the other pickpockets had already soaked their trousers.

Suddenly, Hand's spirits lifted as he saw a carriage emerge from the gates of the post office. It was a private two-wheeled carriage, with the wheels showing significant wear and the seat cushions being both tattered and old. The horse pulling the carriage was also quite aged, yet the paint on the carriage body was freshly applied

The several police officers all turned pale, retreating step by step

Hand's expression changed. He appeared calm on the surface, but inside he was tumultuous. Now he finally understood why Rape was so composed; possessing such a remarkable skill indeed instilled confidence to speak harshly

Are you thinking of killing me now? I fear it might be a bit too late for that. Your father is at work, and your mother and sister are still at home. Can you bear to leave them behind and run away? Despite not wanting to anger this madman, Hand couldn't help but feel a bit angry.

Lape inserted the nails into the box tied to his belt, with the pointed ends facing down and the flat heads facing up, placing them in one by one, arranged neatly.

Suddenly, a deep purple flame soared into the sky, within which a humanoid wisp of smoke could be faintly seen struggling in agony. Although there was no sound, it seemed as if everyone present could hear the piercing wails of sorrow.

In the past, if Lape wanted to conduct an experiment, he would certainly inform the old man first. However, now he cannot wait any longer; he must complete all preparations before dawn

"Officer, officer, help! Officer!" Wilson cried out hoarsely.

Is that so? Indeed, my father has become much more spirited, and he is also contemplating whether to find a part-time job.

Rape's father increasingly felt that the situation was serious, as Hand was clearly not a respectable person

This room, at the front, is the living room, which is elegantly arranged. The floor is covered with a patterned wool carpet, and the furniture is of the type outlined in white paint with golden lines. The ceiling features intricate grid patterns, adorned with gold, even more luxurious than the mayor's office. The surrounding walls are adorned with several oil paintings, adding a touch of sophistication. In the corner stands a mahogany wine cabinet, filled with an array of fine wines.

Lapei cannot afford a throwing knife, so he chose iron nails. One bishao can buy a large bag of iron nails, which contains more than five hundred pieces, enough for him to use for a long time. If he wants to be even cheaper, he can go to the blacksmith workshop for wholesale, where twenty thousand pieces cost only fifteen bishao, definitely a great value for the price.

How is the situation on your side?" Rape suddenly changed the subject

Wilson's face suddenly turned pale; he glanced at the post office behind him, feeling hesitant.

They watched as Hoff's blood quickly drained away, observing the body becoming emaciated, with loose, sagging skin resembling a deflated bag, rendering it exceptionally terrifying

When the uncle and nephew arrived, they both thought the worst possibility would be to encounter a kidnapping, which might cost them a sum of money, but they believed their lives would be safe. However, upon seeing that the so-called boss was actually La Pei, along with the corpse in the wooden basin, they felt a wave of darkness wash over them.

Big Wilson said to his nephew, "Sit tight," and then he swung the whip forcefully. The whip made a sharp crack in the air, and the two old horses pulling the cart immediately started moving, walking at a leisurely pace.

Suddenly, Da Wilson's eyes lit up as he saw a police officer ahead.

Suddenly, a look of joy appeared on Lape's face as he discovered something useful to himself

Welcome to everyone. A voice, calm yet tinged with elegance, echoed from upstairs

Lape turned and went downstairs to prepare breakfast for the old man Fole

"Shaker Nord Bordeaux Sacrado." Lape murmured to himself.

Having completed all of this, Lape finally felt at ease, and he awaited the arrival of the pickpocket leader

From the Seventh Postal District to the thieves' hideout, Hand was pondering all the way how to discreetly trigger an alarm, allowing the leader to be prepared. Unfortunately, by the time he entered the building, he still had not come up with a feasible plan.

The several police officers, of course, were unaware; they merely thought this was the proper way to taste wine. Their previous method of drinking was nothing more than gulping, which made them feel a sense of shame.

"Get up, don't keep my boss waiting," Hand said happily. His joy was not due to Wilson's embarrassment, but rather because the middle-aged officer had done him a great favor. He had been troubled about how to address Lape. Calling him "Chief" was clearly inappropriate, and "Boss" carried too much of a gangster vibe, which he didn't think Lape would appreciate. However, calling him "Boss" was different; it was subtle, low-key, yet respectful.

Lape smiled, and after retracting his hand, he leisurely walked up to the Wilson family, speaking slowly and deliberately: "Let me think about how to deal with you."

"Everyone is on the public payroll; how much difference can there be between the two sides?" A somewhat knowledgeable young police officer picked up on La Pei's line of thought.

However, this is also good; recently, I have encountered a problem and am in need of someone to assist me. "Lape pointed his wand at Hand and said: 'You come here.'"

A total of ten such boxes are hung on the lapel belt

The police followed suit, all pretending as if it were real.

This is not an overreaction; La Pei must be cautious, as the contents of the test tube are extremely dangerous

Then I'll go after his mother!" Quick Legs shouted excitedly

Once again, a beam of purple light is emitted

Last night, La Pei's father thought for an entire night and has come to understand that he originally had little hope for this promotion. Once Da Wilson is promoted, he will have no chance for advancement in the future, as Da Wilson will surely step on him from time to time, preventing him from ever turning his situation around

This is certainly a load of nonsense

The one catching the bus is none other than Big Wilson himself. Like his nephew, Big Wilson is a stout man, not very tall, in his forties, with a shiny face, a slightly receding hairline, a bulbous nose paired with watery eyes, and a constant smile on his face.

The leader of the pickpockets shook his head; at this point, he had no way to retreat. Thus, he instinctively told himself that this was just an illusion. What could such a small fellow possibly have to do with books and matters of literature?

"Dad, you got up especially early today." Lape quickly walked over.

The salary in that area is indeed not high, after all, half of the funding comes from His Majesty's pocket, and the other half is allocated from the national treasury, while there are many places where His Majesty needs to spend money... Lapeyre is currently selling off assets, which I learned from Big Will, so it must be true. He then continued: "We don't have any extra income, let alone any benefits, but there is one advantage: you can learn whatever you want. If you want to learn magic, the best wizards will teach you. If you want to learn swordsmanship, there are also the most skilled swordsmen to impart their techniques. It is also easy to become a knight. Moreover, there are many opportunities within, as long as I do not make mistakes, in twenty years, I could either serve as a diplomat abroad, enter the Imperial Research Institute, or join the military, starting as a major. By the time I retire, I should be able to obtain the title of lord, and if I achieve merit along the way, the timeline may be expedited." Moreover, there are many opportunities within, as long as I do not make mistakes, in twenty years, I could either serve as a diplomat abroad, enter the Imperial Research Institute, or join the military, starting as a major. By the time I retire, I should be able to obtain the title of lord, and if I achieve merit along the way, the timeline may be expedited.

Lape crossed her legs and casually asked, "How are the benefits at the police station? They should be much better than ours at the post office, right?"

With nothing to do, La Pei walked towards the female pickpocket who had taught him the art of theft

Picking up the book, Lape walked towards the upstairs. The old man had said that the corner by the window now belonged to him. He had also given him a set of simple tools; although they were merely a balance, a spirit lamp, measuring cups, beakers, and glass test tubes, they were sufficient for him to conduct some basic experiments

"Take good care of Mr. Wilson, I will go fetch the carriage." Hand laughed cheerfully as he snatched the reins. To be honest, he was more interested in the carriage than in stealing, as he had always wanted a carriage of his own. The carriage turned at the intersection and then headed towards the thieves' hideout.

"Dad, please help me ask for a leave of absence in a moment," Lapei requested. He needed to go to the hideout of that group of pickpockets. He forgot to ask about the time yesterday and did not know when the police would arrive. Therefore, he could only go there early in the morning

In the center of the ceiling lay a large wooden basin, and when Davy Wilson finally discerned what was inside, he nearly collapsed to the ground. Inside was a corpse, a terrifyingly grotesque corpse, with a desiccated and emaciated form resembling a skeleton, yet its skin hung down like a deflated sack.

However, Hand understood clearly, as he was close by. Moreover, on the way here, he had learned that La Pei was skilled in using concealed weapons, specifically iron nails that could be found everywhere. Another person who saw through it was the middle-aged police officer, who was also not far away. Additionally, due to his extensive experience, he had previously encountered criminals who used concealed weapons.

As the voice faded, a loud bang was heard from behind, and the only door was closed, with the bolt on the door falling into place simultaneously

"What do you... what do you all want to do?" Da Wilson was terrified

"Escape? Why would I escape?" Lape scoffed lightly, "I will follow you to the base, and then in front of all you guys... including that police officer, I will take your heads off."

Lape turned around and looked at the several police officers, smiling broadly as he said, "Now it's our turn to have a conversation"

Rape remained indifferent. If it were the original him, hearing such words would have undoubtedly ignited his fury, but at this moment, he had already adopted the persona of a killer

Machiavelli believed that when violence is inevitable and killing becomes the only option, one must eliminate future troubles once and for all, allowing the blood to flow in one go

"Don't you have another piece? The salary over there should be quite high, right?" The young police officer inquired tentatively, filled with curiosity about the legendary secret police.

Lape intended to resolve several troubles at once, but he did not plan to kill the Wilson family. Firstly, it was unnecessary; after all, the dispute between Big Wilson and his father was a matter of office conflict. Although Big Wilson employed underhanded tactics and Little Wilson was quite unpleasant, their crimes did not warrant death. Secondly, he did not intend to escalate the situation. Hoff was merely a pickpocket leader, and the few thugs were insignificant characters; killing them would not matter much. However, Big Wilson was different, as he was an employee of the postal service, living off public funds.

It is impossible to hold a glass test tube like this. Rape wrapped the test tube in newspaper and then stuffed it into a metal pipe, which he had taken from home

The first chapter of the book is about the application of "fluorescence technology," while its upgraded version, "luminescence technology," is quite useful. Old man Foller’s house does not have oil lamps; at night, just one "luminescence technology" is sufficient. In contrast, "fluorescence technology" is much dimmer, at best producing a little light in the pitch-black night, barely enough to illuminate a path. This is precisely what Lape needs. And "fluorescence technology" is much dimmer, at best producing a little light in the pitch-black night, barely enough to illuminate a path. This is precisely what Lape needs.

Upon seeing this, La Pei immediately understood that the leader of the pickpockets was evidently wary of him, which is why he called so many police officers over

To Hoff's surprise, the middle-aged officer at the forefront saw the chain in Lape's hand gradually straighten. His face first displayed a look of astonishment, which then transformed into horror, causing him to step back several paces.

What surprised the leader of the pickpockets was that none of the police moved

This fragrance is truly unique

The Wilson family, who witnessed the same scene, had lost even the courage to cry. The couple held each other tightly, their eyes shut tight, not daring to look. If they were to die, they would prefer to die this way

As soon as the words were spoken, a young pickpocket in the corner began to vomit. This pickpocket was only about eleven or twelve years old, making him one of the youngest in the group. His face still bore the roundness of baby fat, and he looked quite immature, likely a newcomer who had just recently entered the trade.

I have always found it strange; clearly, I have not provoked this fellow, so why is he relentlessly causing me trouble?" Lape asked, gazing at the corpse, in a tone that was calm and elegant, with a hint of a philosophical demeanor.

Seeing that Hand did not speak, Lape also kept his mouth shut. However, he was not without tasks; just like before, he continued walking, using the trees along the sidewalk as targets to practice his concealed weapons, showing no intention of avoiding Hand.

Conventional firearms possess great power, but they are cumbersome to load. These weapons cannot be pre-loaded, as the bullets may roll out and could potentially misfire. Although the small guns used for self-defense have less power, they can be pre-loaded and are ready for use as soon as they are drawn

Hand felt a chill run down his spine

"That would be too troublesome," Lape said with a faint smile. "It would be much simpler to just kill your leader."

"You are most familiar with this place; from now on, it will be under your management. As long as you obey, nothing will go wrong," said Lape slowly.

Hoff fell down, landing on his back. Terrifyingly, blood flowed rapidly from beneath his body, yet it did not seep into the ground; instead, it coalesced like droplets on a waxed floor, rolling smoothly and gathering before Lape, forming a pentagram.

The further down she scrolled, the brighter La Pei's eyes became

The carriage stopped at the entrance. After a moment, young Wilson hurried over, beaming with joy as he took his seat next to his uncle.

The woman spoke while crying, her expression clearly showing signs of distress

The letter was pushed to the center of the table

This is the Wilson family's carriage

Wilson was just about to offer some words of comfort when his expression suddenly changed, for he had not seen his daughter

We have already visited your home; your wife and daughter are waiting for you with us. If you do not come, that grand meal will be enjoyed by the two of them. Han De is clearly very skilled at coercing others.

La Pei continues to turn the pages downwards

"That kid didn't come to work today," young Wilson said triumphantly

"You little brat, you have quite the nerve to sit in my seat," the leader of the pickpockets exclaimed, his anger flaring up instantly upon seeing Lape seated on the sofa. However, when he caught sight of Lape's expression, the curses he had intended to unleash suddenly lodged in his throat.

"Are you planning to take out the police as well? If that's the case, do we have to die too?" the female pickpocket mocked.

Black magic ... ... '' The police officer who recognized the wand gasped again, his lips trembling slightly

I am your dog. Han De forced a smile, adept at navigating the winds of change; otherwise, he would not have fared so well.

"Is this guy the guest your boss invited? Your actions are way too slow, aren't they? I've already made a trip to the police station, and you just got back." The middle-aged officer didn't even look at Wilson.

"I have told you countless times to be more tolerant towards the failures of others," said Wilson, shaking his head. Although he spoke these words, his eyes revealed a sense of pride, exposing his true feelings.

After a moment of hesitation, several pickpockets, slightly older in age, immediately approached, with two or three of them dragging a corpse and throwing these bodies into a wooden basin

Lape also noticed that these several police officers not only carried handcuffs and batons, but two of them also had firearms. However, those were ordinary firearms, not the kind used by wealthy individuals for self-defense.

"Don't joke around, he will come with the police." The female pickpocket, showing a hint of kindness, hesitated for a moment and said in a lowered voice: "I advise you to give in; there is still a chance. If you take out the stolen money and let the boss and those police officers split it... you might get beaten up badly, but your life can be saved"

The last few nails that La Pei put away have been specially treated, with their ends flattened like the tail feathers of a bird. He has already tested them; when these nails are driven out, they hit the target with a 100% chance of piercing, an 80% probability of entering straight, and a 50% chance of being completely embedded.

Hande also turned in, and surprisingly, he even smiled at Lape's father

The deep purple flames have extinguished, and the humanoid figure has vanished along with them. Remarkably, all the blood has been completely evaporated, leaving behind a chilling pentagram pattern and a nauseating stench of blood throughout the courtyard

The police officer was the middle-aged officer who had just left; he was momentarily taken aback, and then he saw Hand behind him

The several police officers all clicked their tongues in admiration, filled with envy.

Lapei guessed what Hand was thinking and asked slowly, "Do you know what I am thinking?"

"Of course you are not afraid," Hand smiled sincerely, though he felt somewhat skeptical in his heart

As a police officer, one must understand the subtleties of speech and behavior. This statement has been made clear enough; as long as one is not too foolish, they can grasp its meaning. However, they do not fully believe it.

The room upstairs, which originally belonged to Hoff, now belongs to Lape. No one would take his recent appointment of Hand seriously, not even Hand himself, who knows that the real leader should be this one.

There is enough to wash all of our clothes, and it can also accommodate five or six adults. Hand is definitely a good servant; he has lost the fear he had earlier and is now much more alert.

It seems that you have some ability, and the rules appear to be quite strict. "" Lape sneered and continued, "" You may return to your companions, but it is best to stand where I can see you. If I find you hiding and trying to sneak away... heh, you can guess what the consequences will be.

The first thing I want you to do is to call those thugs here; I remember there are a total of six of them. Rape had just read Machiavelli's "The Prince" and was quite impressed by its viewpoints.

"Do not act recklessly. I am from the Postal Service. As soon as I call out, a large group of people will rush over, and none of you will be able to escape. Moreover, the fire department is not far from here." After all, Wilson is older and possesses much more authority than Rape did back then. He knows he cannot follow these individuals.

Unfortunately, before Wilson could harden, Hand took out a necklace from his pocket and waved it in front of him. It was a sapphire necklace, a gift he had bought for his wife to commemorate their tenth wedding anniversary. Through the sapphire, one could see the name of his wife engraved at the bottom

The other police officers also understood the meaning of these words; if there had been any lingering doubts before, there were now no doubts left.

The secret police should be like this—discreet, profound, mysterious, and terrifying, lurking in the shadows, unknown to the public

Lapei pulled out a paper bag, which felt heavy. Upon opening it, he saw that it was filled with nails, the kind that are two inches long

Lape originally followed the old man's instructions, but the current situation compels him to change his plans. He must learn two types of magic; they do not need to be powerful, as long as they can impress others.

"You need not be afraid; I am actually quite easy to talk to. Not all dark wizards are evil," Lape defended himself.

Lapez turned around by himself

This defense clearly had the opposite effect; no one believed Lape's words, and instead, many became increasingly convinced that the dark sorcerer was the embodiment of evil

He secured the iron nails, closed the storage room, and left the door, heading to the old man Foller.

In fact, this matter will not be addressed today; after a while, I will also go to find the police. " Rape said in that slow and leisurely tone, which is the demeanor of the nobility, learned from Big Will.

Seeing that no one was speaking, La Pei continued, "I understand that you people up there must be planning to drag this out indefinitely. After all, this is a political incident, not under the jurisdiction of the police, and can easily be handed over to the secret police. However, the personnel of the secret police are limited; in this small place of Talen, there is only one liaison station, which only handles the transmission of intelligence and minor matters like arrivals and departures. They have no capability to investigate this case at all" He feigned a look of complaint.

"Uncle." Little Wilson tugged at Big Wilson's sleeve; the boy's face was equally pale, and he glanced back over his shoulder.

The female pickpocket rolled her eyes: "Hand said it correctly, you are a madman. Don't talk to me anymore, you will bring me trouble." As she spoke, the woman turned around. The people nearby also distanced themselves from La Pei.

The iron pipe was stuffed into La Pei's pants pocket. All the pockets on his clothing had undergone special processing, with each pocket featuring two buttons, one light and one dark, securely sealing the pockets. After all, the building was filled with pickpockets, including the likes of Hand, the king of pickpockets, and no amount of caution was excessive.

Big Wilson was lost in thought when several people suddenly sprang out from the roadside. Before he could react, they had already climbed onto the carriage. One of the youngest among them suddenly brandished a sharp dagger, pressing the tip of the dagger against Big Wilson's rib.

Very good, the impressive items are already here. Lape carefully placed several paper bags into his pocket, as these are lifesaving items that absolutely cannot go wrong

On the day Lord Will was assassinated, I was also present. I witnessed the assassin succeed and saw him break through the encirclement. His swordsmanship was formidable, capable of even deflecting magic. His throwing knives were impressive, simply outstanding. I had always believed that wizards were the most impressive and took pride in that, but after seeing that assassin, my perspective has somewhat wavered. I abandoned my original wand and replaced it with the one I have now, which can also be used as a stiletto, and I am also practicing with concealed weapons. " La Pei spoke incessantly.

Indeed, upon hearing Rape's eloquent speech, the several police officers all wore expressions of anticipation

The wand in Lape's hand is somewhat special; it is a bit too soft and a bit too long. However, the wand still possesses its distinctive features, especially the amethyst that is faintly glowing, which is the most obvious characteristic of the wand. Not to mention, Lape is striking the standard casting pose.

"How could I possibly know this?" Han De replied

I think the police will be understanding. Rape did not care.

The middle-aged officer extended both hands and grasped Rape's hand, saying, "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. Please feel free to give any instructions."

The tenth chapter is about smoke shaping, which involves transforming smoke into desired forms, such as a ghost or the Grim Reaper, or condensing it into a mass to conceal one's presence. Although it is merely a low-level magic, its applications are quite numerous

At this moment, the police were all filled with regret, originally thinking they could make a quick profit, but unexpectedly encountered such a calamity. The reputation of dark wizards is not very good; compared to them, assassins and pirates are far inferior. Assassins kill for money, and pirates kill for profit. But dark wizards are different; they may have various reasons for killing you, perhaps for an organ you possess, perhaps for the needs of a certain black mass, or perhaps simply because they want to kill.

No one answered, whether it was the pickpockets or the police, at this moment, all were terrified

At this moment, the "chain" has transformed into a slender rod, with an exceptionally sharp tip, seemingly possessing good elasticity, becoming thicker towards the back, and the end is embedded with a piece of purple crystal

Using the old man's key to unlock the door, he quietly ascended to the second floor and then hid inside the study. The study had been tidied up, and the books that were originally piled on the floor had been returned to the bookshelf.

The middle-aged officer furrowed his brow slightly; the ruthless nature of Lape, who was quick to resort to murder, made him wary. However, the officer was unaware that Lape had to act decisively because all five of these men had threatened his family.

She was terrified. Mrs. Wilson was not in a good condition either, as she trembled and pointed towards the center of the courtyard.

Outside the Seventh Post Office, Hand stood with his hands in his pockets, leaning against a tree, his eyes fixed on the entrance of the post office. Beside him, three henchmen were pacing impatiently; these three were Baldy, Claw, and Quick Legs. The other three, who had been severely injured by Lape, had also been summoned but could only sit inside a nearby carriage at this moment.

Hande let out a loud shout, his body swayed slightly, but he quickly realized that he was fine. Immediately afterward, he noticed that the people around him were fleeing at a distance, each one staring at the top of his head.

Half an hour later, Lape left for work

You certainly won't believe it, but the salary there is not high. Lape appeared to be completely casual in her demeanor

"He went out, saying he wanted to treat the police to breakfast," Hand said cautiously. He did not want to provoke Lape; if Lape became furious and beat him half to death, or simply incapacitated him, who would he turn to for help?

"Lift it to the yard, I have use for it," said Lape.

Lape leisurely extended his hand, plucking a silver "chain" from his arm, and then slowly straightened the chain.

Hande looked up and saw a glowing purple mist hovering above his head, within which a grinning skull could be faintly discerned

Those few henchmen are undoubtedly Hoff's trusted confidants, and these individuals have previously targeted the Rape family, so none of them can be spared

The scream suddenly ceased, and the thug's eyes went blank as his body slowly fell to the ground, a small black dot appearing in the center of his forehead, most people unable to discern what it was

"Come on, come on, all of you get up." Han De looked coldly at the three fellows, pitifully unaware even at the brink of death.

Rest assured, your leader will not survive for long; this time next year will be his day of mourning. Lape did not conceal his murderous intent.

Lape remembered the appearance of this little pickpocket; his quick reaction indicates that this little fellow is quite clever, and his vomiting shows that he still has a sense of conscience

"I am wondering whether I should kill you as well?" Lape did not even glance at that kid Hand when he said this, his tone extremely calm, as if he were not talking about murder, but merely inquiring about the weather.

This time, Hand did not respond; he had already deemed Lape to be insane, and now he was completely mad

"How is my hidden weapon technique? I just learned it a few days ago," Rapei turned to ask the middle-aged police officer

"Do you really think I'm afraid of the police?" Lape turned to glance at this guy, Hand.

Rape casually picked up a bottle and a few glasses, then smiled and said: "The wine from the Floratti Estate, vintage 1963, is quite good; one could say it is the best batch. I had only heard about it before, but never had the chance to taste it. I should thank Mr. Hoff; he is quite a good collector"

Not only did Big Wilson see what was in the wooden basin, but the several thugs also saw it. At first, they did not recognize who it was, and after a while, one of them shouted, "It's a head, the head is dead"

In addition, there is a comical feeling about Hand; the scene where he threatened Lape is still fresh in memory, yet their positions have now completely reversed.

As soon as La Pei's voice fell, a familiar figure appeared ahead; it was the little pickpocket, Hand.

Ah! Only then did Rape's father notice his son. "How is it going over there?"

The distance from the post office to the pickpocket's hideout is only about seven or eight minutes. However, carriages cannot enter the alley. One of the reasons Hoff chose that building as a hideout was this alley.

Rest assured, he is in a dire situation. Hand did not blink an eye while lying.

Although the day after Rape received the lucky coin, he searched for all knowledge related to gourmet food, cooking, and butler services, the content was ultimately limited, and he could only grasp a general idea. However, he was not worried that those few police officers would be able to detect any flaws; he could not afford such expensive wine, and those police officers could not afford it either, likely having no opportunity to even come into contact with it.

Everyone is trembling, not just the police, but also the pickpockets; however, no one dares to flee, as they are uncertain whether they have already been affected.

Hand also witnessed the scene where the assassin used a flying knife to kill, thus he has the impression that hidden weapons are meant for murder

Lape did this intentionally, and no one noticed that the hem of his pants was dragging a very thin line. Even fewer noticed that he drove five nails into the ground, using the time while turning to create a pentagram pattern with the thin line anchored at the nails. Ultimately, he pressed the nails into the soil, and then he scattered some powder on the ground, which was the very powder he had prepared not long ago in Old Fole's laboratory.