"You, girl, how did you do the magic?"

The man was wearing a work apron and smelled of hair oil. He narrowed his eyes and said, "I'll give you money and you tell me the secret, okay? I want to do this magic too."

Oops.

Thales saw this man's appearance clearly, and his heart skipped a beat!

He was, he was the guy in the barber shop, the one who charged Slimani a silver coin.

They're from the Blood Bottle Gang!

Thales glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that Slimani was still sitting in the shop opposite, still wearing a shaving scarf, without even looking this way.

But he must be paying attention here!

Did you get suspicious and come to test them both?

Hilley obviously recognized this guy, but she reacted very quickly and put on a formulaic smile:

"I'm sorry, sir: the secrets of magic should not be investigated deeply, exposed, and spread to outsiders."

"Tell me, where did you practice this technique?" The barber interrupted her impatiently, raising his voice.

His fierce look made several dissatisfied spectators around him take a few steps back.

Hilley frowned.

"This gentleman!"

Seeing that something was not going well, Thales came up to him with a flattering look on his face:

"That's right. As an audience of magic and sleight-of-hand performances, we should have the quality to appreciate it with confidence and enjoy the magical performance wholeheartedly..."

The young man flipped his palm, cleverly grabbed a handful of coins from his pocket, and quietly put it into the waiter's hand.

The shaver's eyebrows moved as he looked at Thales's movements.

He subconsciously put away the money and glanced in the direction of the shop.

But just a few seconds later, the guy figured something out and turned cold again:

"Tell me, which path are you on?"

Thales' smile froze:

"sorry?"

Amidst the cheers from the crowd, the barber sneered.

"Stop pretending, I can tell by your tactics that you are also in the street business," the guy said, "Why, do you think there are not enough police here on your Lord's parade day, and you want to make a profit?"

The street side?

Thales smiled and said: "I misunderstood, I'm not"

"Master of Magic? Damn! I've seen a lot of people like you," said the barber. "How many things have you stolen along the way? Where are they hidden? Is it her performance and you touching the sheep? There are some in the crowd.

Your gang?"

Thales and Shilai's expressions changed.

The sudden accident caused the crowd to start whispering and muttering, but everyone looked at Thales and Hilley differently.

"What, they are thieves?"

"It turns out to be a thief!"

"Can thieves do magic too?"

"Don't be stunned, look to see if your wallet is missing!"

"Oh shit! My wallet is missing. They are indeed in this pocket. I remembered it wrong."

"They don't look like thieves, do they?"

"Hey, how can you speak for them if they have no relatives or friends? You are not part of their gang, are you?"

"Ah? I'm not, I didn't...well, um, looking at it this way, they are indeed a bit suspicious..."

"That's right! Return to rational thinking!"

"But we have no evidence..."

"Flies don't bite seamless eggs. If they didn't do anything wrong, could this guy find them?"

Amid the growing noise, Hilley put away his props and stepped forward with a straight face:

"We are not thieves, we are upright magicians. We took advantage of the Queen's Day to come to the city to witness the Emerald Ceremony and prepare to make a living."

Perhaps because the magic show just now was very successful, there were many voices of dissatisfaction among the crowd when Heeley spoke.

"Yes! Stay away from them!"

"It's the Jade Festival, what are you doing with the killing?"

"Stop making trouble!"

"That's enough, Raguenot, others are just doing tricks to show off their skills, how can they be so overbearing!"

But Ragnot's barber didn't care at all and he sighed.

"Looking for a living? Hey, I'm telling you, you broke the rules!"

Guy Ragnow's finger almost poked Thales' face:

"Who is your boss? The dog-raising Sanggarei? Or from Beimenqiao? A foreigner? A sea visitor? Don't you know this is a no-theft zone? Have you ever said hello to the boss or fallen into the trap?

Dare you come here to seek a living? The Emerald City has rules!"

As soon as they heard the words "Boss", "Sangare", "Beimen Bridge" and other words, the voices in the crowd supporting Xi Lai suddenly became smaller. Many people seemed to know something and left in twos and threes.

Seeing this, Ragnow even sneered and pointed to the shop behind him:

"Also, you are blocking our business."

In the barber shop, the target of their trip, Slimani, was sitting on a chair, seeming to be observing through the reflection of the mirror.

Thales and Hilley looked at each other.

Damn it.

It seems that the temptation was not caused by suspicion.

It's just this damn "rule of the road".

Thales put on a smile and rubbed his hands:

"Dear Mr. Raguenot? First of all, we are indeed not thieves. Secondly, if you don't like our performance here, we will just leave! Or, we can also compensate for some of the losses in your store...

"

"Not a thief? That's good."

Ragno laughed ferociously, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed Xi Lai's wrist!

Xi Lai's expression changed:

"let me go!"

Thales was also shocked. He stood up in front of Hilley and held down Ragnor's arm:

"Quickly let go!"

But Ragnow had obviously practiced it, and he held onto Hilley's wrist tightly:

"Come on, I'll hold your hand, and you can try another trick? Magician? Or else, do you want to follow me to see the vigilance officer?"

Hilley screamed in surprise. She grabbed her glove and pulled her hand back desperately.

"Fuck! Let go!" Thales gritted his teeth and pressed against the man, trying to pull away the hands of Shilay and Ragnow.

"Ah, it's your gloves, right?"

When the conflict broke out, the crowd was in chaos. Ragnow took Hilley's hand and said with a proud laugh: "It must be your glove. There is a mechanism in it? How many 'magic' have you done with this? How much money have you deceived?"

How many more were stolen?"

There were echoes from the crowd:

"That's right! What kind of gloves do the flower girls wear? They look like noble ladies. What are they pretending to be? Are they so delicate?"

Thales, who was sharp-eyed, recognized that it was another guy from the barber shop.

"There must be a mechanism in the glove!"

“Maybe there’s still stolen money!”

"It must be a thief!"

"I recognize it! They stole from me last week!"

There were some passers-by in the crowd who couldn't stand this scene and were aggrieved on behalf of Xi Lai. However, under the continuous echoes of the shavers, even the most righteous people had to hesitate: Could they really be

Thief?
To be continued...