"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

In the bustling street where people were coming and going, Thales held up the little tattered hat on his head and quietly asked Hilley beside him.

Miss Kevin Deere has long since changed back to her practical and simple traveling clothes, her hair has been messed up into a bird's nest again, and she even put a little dust on her face. No one would think so if she saw her on the street.

This is a noble lady.

"It's nothing. You used to always wear fancy clothes, but today I see that you are surprisingly suitable for such a poor look."

Thales' expression froze.

"What do you mean? What does 'surprisingly suitable' mean?"

He touched the standard "civilian passerby" costume that he had taken out from the theater, with the corners ragged and ragged, and he looked strange.

"It's just your skin. It's too pampered and doesn't match." Xi Lai ignored his question, "Ah, yes, don't move."

The eldest lady patted the wall skillfully, then held His Highness the Prince's face without any resistance ("What are you doing, don't, no, let go..."), wiped and rubbed vigorously.

"Well, it's much better now."

Xi Lai looked at the work in front of him, nodded with satisfaction, then withdrew his gaze and walked away: "Okay, don't be naughty, follow up quickly, the target is moving."

His Royal Highness was left alone, or to be precise, the little poor Thales with a dusty face and a fire-colored face, waving his fists and jumping around in anger.

As the most famous tourist and entertainment destination, the major streets in Iris District are filled with people celebrating:

Drunkards holding wine barrels and glasses in broad daylight are all over the streets looking for people to clink glasses drunkenly; drunkards stumbling around in alleys are obviously drunk and hangovers; foreign luxury guests carry interpreters with them and are gesticulating.

The flower girls carried baskets full of flowers and smiled when they saw couples shopping; a group of ocean-going sailors who had temporarily docked in the Emerald City gathered together and sang "Merman Has No Dad" and "End of the Sea Eye" in unison

"This is Your Home", the lyrics are rude and vulgar and can't be heard ("The baby Mermaid cried and asked his mother, why do I have no father in the whole sea? Hey! Because the brave sailors drank wine every day and stood happily on the deck facing the sea.

It's nice to curl up your hair!"), passing parents had to plug their children's ears and warned them that if they didn't work hard when they were young, they would become sailors when they grow up;

Parade groups passing by on the road from time to time set up stages on the spot to promote the reputation of their troupes or troupes; local escorts and tour guides from the Emerald City can appear in every nook and cranny, looking for outsiders to recommend themselves warmly; from taverns, hotels, teahouses and restaurants

Or the helpers of other small shops, dragging people all over the street looking for business; as well as the vendors pushing carts to sell trinkets, hoping to occupy every corner of the street stalls, and shouting acrobatics at the intersections where people come and go.

Artists, carriages carrying rich and noble guests to various appointments and banquets, of course, the most indispensable ones are tourists dressed in gorgeous clothes and walking through the streets and alleys...

"The best fireworks in a festival gift tube made of crystal powder, imported from Hanbul, made with Yanhai craftsmanship, and carefully assembled by local craftsmen. They are the same style used by the Queen of Kongming Palace!"

Thales and Hilley, who were walking in a low-key manner, passed a vendor who was pushing a cart full of fireworks and firecrackers. While shouting and selling, he struggled to drive away the noisy children around him:

"Twenty coppers for one shot, sixty for five shots, one hundred for ten shots! Buy more and get more, bundle them with multiple flames, and the effect will be better!"

The target pursued by defense attorneys Srimani Tails and Shilay walked alone on the street after the theater, mixed with the crowd, watched the performance here and applauded, visited the vendors and bought flowers there, but no matter where he was, he was nowhere to be found.

No matter how long I stayed, I would look back nervously from time to time along the way, appearing to be distracted and preoccupied.

"Slimani is a well-known defense attorney in the city. He is familiar with the city's laws and is eloquent. He is well-connected in both the police department and the trial hall, so his fees are high," Shilay squatted in front of a busy stall and pretended to

Playing with a doll, "But the higher he charges, the more dignitaries come to him to defend him in court."

"I know, I have seen his behavior in the trial court. Even Judge Brennan, who is as harsh as Judge Brennan, can't find fault with him." Thales squatted beside her, but he kept paying attention to the person sitting in the court with his peripheral vision.

Outside the restaurant opposite, Slimani was in a daze over a glass of wine, "But when Slimani just talked to Kaguire, he didn't have any eloquent demeanor..."

"Indeed, he looked gloomy along the way, not like a citizen of the Emerald City should look like during the Queen's Day celebration."

"He must know something," Thales nodded and whispered, "Whether it's about the dead Diop or the people and things involved behind it. Those things frightened him and made him have to find it.

Caguire inquires about news from the palace."

In the distance, Slimani exhaled and seemed to have made up his mind. He dropped a few coins and left his seat, as well as the glass of wine on the table that he had never drank.

Hilley put down the doll and stood up together with Thales, making the stall owner who was expecting them to buy something look disappointed.

"Then are you going to show up to find him?"

"You can't be here. It's easy to be discovered by Zhan's eyes and ears. You have to wait for him to go to a sparsely populated place..."

"Then Xiao Zhili moved him emotionally and said, 'Come on, join Prince Thales, and let's defeat the great demon Zhan together'?"

The two of them rejoined the crowd and stood behind Srimani. They watched as he first rewarded a group of performers with a few copper coins, and then stopped a flower girl and listlessly carried flowers in her basket.

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"If it really doesn't work," Thales shook his head, ignoring the sarcasm in the other person's words, "we can only ask him in a 'civilized and polite manner'."

"What's the meaning?"

"The story in Star Lake Guard is related to one of my subordinates named Morgan. Where did you get the flowers?"

Thales looked at the bouquet of flowers that suddenly appeared in Xi Lai's hand in surprise. There were at least three colors or categories in it.

"Of course it's from you!" Kevin Deere's eldest lady said confidently.

"What?"

Thales was startled and turned his head: at some point, a little flower seller carrying a flower basket stood beside them, smiling and looking at Thales with hope.

Xi Lai raised his eyebrows:

"Oh? Could it be that you don't plan to buy me flowers on the date?"

Thales' expression froze.

A few minutes later, Hilley was walking on the street, happily playing with the flowers in his hands, while Thales was touching his money bag, which had become more deflated, and thinking about the reasons he wanted to use to pay Zhan En.

"Be happy," Heilai broke out a flower and inserted it into the hole in Thales' hat. "We are following after all. We need to blend in with the crowd and behave naturally so as not to be seen as vulnerable."

While talking, Slimani held a bouquet of flowers, walked around and hesitated for a long time outside an inconspicuous barber shop, and finally walked in.

Thales and Hilley quickly stopped, pretending to be tired tourists, and sat down on a broken stone slab across the street to rest.

"I can't believe that he walked around like a headless fly for so long, and then he came to, um, shave his head?" Thales was a little helpless.

"Compared to this," Hilley said, "On the days of the Emerald Celebration, there are actually shops open for business?"

Thales shook his head. He awakened the Sin of Hell River, entered the "Hell Senses", focused on his vision and hearing, and observed the movement in the shop across the crowded streets.

"Welcome, shave your head or trim your beard?"

Several waiters in the barber shop were sitting casually on the floor, playing cards here and there. When they saw the customers coming, one of the waiters lazily stood up and pulled out a chair under the urging and jostling of his companions.

Tie the covering cloth around your waist as an apron.

Slimani took a deep breath: "I..."

"I'm sorry, our manicurist went back to the countryside to get married."

The shaver's face was full of reluctance. He picked up a razor, dipped it in water, and scratched it casually on the whetstone: "But there is a discount during the Queen's Day. If two people go together, one person is free of charge..."

Slimani smiled unnaturally. He walked to a vase in the shop, took away the dead branches and inserted the newly bought flowers crookedly into it.

The waiter's eyes changed and he stopped sharpening the knife in his hand.

"Oh, nice flowers," the waiter winked at his companions, and the others dropped the cards one after another, "Are you a regular customer?"

"Yes, I think, I want to find Balta," the defense attorney said with a confused face, "I was here a few days ago, you should recognize me."

After Slimani finished speaking, he took out a few copper coins from his pocket.

The guys in the store looked at each other, and the guy who spoke nodded and took the copper coins skillfully.

"The boss has gone out and won't be back for a while. But if anything happens, you can leave a message and we will convey it to you, ensuring it is word for word."

Slimani was stunned and a little confused:

"What? Baltar is out? At this time?"

"Yes, this time!"

The shaver weighed the copper coins in his hand and seemed a little dissatisfied: "Do you have any objections?"

Slimani was affected by the other party's attitude and his face turned ugly, but he still took a deep breath and said patiently:

"No, of course not, I just... But this is the Emerald Festival. What on earth does he have to go out for..."

"Going to a party with old friends!" the lead boy said impatiently.

"Hey, stop talking nonsense! Either leave a message, shave your head, or get out," another guy said rudely, "We are not the police department, we have to take a holiday, we have to celebrate, and we have to go back to spend time with my wife and children, okay?"

As soon as this statement came out, several of the guys had bad expressions.

Srimani is a well-respected defense attorney who seldom suffers from such leisure. When he heard this, he looked unhappy and was about to walk away angrily. However, he turned around halfway, gritted his teeth and turned back, not without heartache.

Take out a silver coin.

"Okay, then I, can I wait here for the boss to come back?"

The guys exchanged glances. The leader had just taken off his apron. He smiled and pointed at the hair art paintings plastered all over the wall.

A few minutes later, Srimani put on a scarf and a cover, sat anxiously on a chair, and let the leading man trim his beard and hair with a sharp razor.

"Great," Heeley sighed, untying the flowers out of boredom, "Now we still have to stay here, waiting for him to finish shaving his head. It's really a more realistic spy experience."

"Those people in the shop, they hang out on the street." Thales lowered his head and took out the flowers from his hat.

Xi Lai's eyes moved: "How do you know?"

"Have you ever seen any barber with such a rude attitude, as if he is waiting for customers to come to him and beg him?"
To be continued...