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HxH In One Piece World

When he opened his eyes again, Maude found he had come to the world of One Piece where the weak and the strong resided. With 【Hunter’s Notes】, he can strengthen his own strength by hunting the strong. So, in order to gain a foothold, he looked at the famous figures. Shichibukai, Admiral, Four Emperors, These long-established powerhouses are likely to be his milestones leading to the culmination. So far. In the eyes of the pirate, he is a scourge. In the eyes of the Navy, he is also a scourge.

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Chapter 18: Wolf Rat

Snake Road and Mouse Road are mostly people who rely on intelligence to feed themselves.

These intelligence agents active in Mad Hatter Town, although far inferior to the navy and revolutionary army that can play intelligence tricks, can also provide convenience in all aspects.

In order to find the killer of his companions, Raglan can only spend money to seek help from these people.

Wolf Rat is said to be a guy with a better sense of smell than a dog.

That is the cold man with sharp eyebrows and sharp mouth.

Sitting on the sofa, Raglan calmed down with difficulty.

The thought of being touched behind by Wolf Rat just now, but I didn't notice it, made my heart chill.

This guy is obviously capable, but he wants to do this kind of work in a stinking ditch.

Raglan couldn't understand.

As soon as the two men sat down, the taciturn bartender delivered two glasses of wine in time, and then silently returned to the bar.

Wolf Rat stretched out his slender right hand with his fingertips and gently picked up the wine glass to play with.

Without waiting for Raglan's words, he said to himself: "Raglan, Pirate, isn't it? Although the incident last night was trivial, I still heard about it, so you want to entrust me to found the murderer?"

Recognized by Wolf Rat and guessed it.

Raglan was not surprised.

If you don't have the ability to do intelligence, how can you get on with it?

On the contrary, it was the strength that Wolf Rat had just shown that surprised him.

"Yes."

Without saying more, Raglan took out the purse and put it on the table.

Wolf Rat picked up the purse and squeezed it, then untied the strap and looked in the bag.

With his years of experience in dealing with money, he can accurately estimate the amount without counting down.

"Start work now?"

He put away the purse with satisfaction and looked at Raglan.

"It's best."

Raglan nodded heavily.

Wolf Rat smiled and drank his glass of wine in one gulp.

As for Raglan, he never touched the wine delivered by the bartender.

The two stood up and walked out of the bar one after the other.

Soon, Wolf Rat and Raglan came to the blood in the lane.

Wolf Rat squatted down and looked at the dried blood, and said: "I heard that two were strung by a gun. First, the side neck, which is easier for bullets to penetrate, and then the right eyebrow. The guy who did this is obviously a specialization in Sniper, and a cruel man."

Raglan was expressionless.

He wasn't in the mood to listen to Wolf Rat's analysis, but due to the opponent's strength, he was not easy to urge.

Wolf Rat doesn't take into account Raglan's mood, and testifies: "Which kind of guy is the most unprovoked, that is, this kind of cold shot will let you shoot, and you have no chance to fight back, but …"

Wolf Rat's nose moved, and it instantly turned into a long and narrow black rat nose.

"Thanks to their activeness, my business is easy to do."

He raised his nose and sniffed, and various scents turned into information into his head.

One thousand picks one hundred, one hundred picks ten, ten picks one.

After quickly filtering out the desired smell information, Wolf Rat slowly got up and looked up to a high place.

"Keep up."

He exerted force on the soles of his feet and leaped lightly to the height of the building.

Raglan followed closely behind.

It turned out to be a devil fruit capable person of the animal type rat, no wonder this is a full-time job.

In this way, finding the sniper is a certainty.

The two leaped over the building, and soon arrived at Maude's sniper spot last night.

Wolf Rat glanced at the scene, and the information transformed from the smell instantly manifested a trajectory that did not exist in reality, extending from here to the distance.

Following the scent trail, Wolf Rat headed towards Saul's weapon shop.

Raglan followed closely behind Wolf Rat.

Wolf Rat ran towards Saul's weapon shop clearly, and when the distance was compressed within 20 meters, he suddenly stopped.

"Found it?"

Upon seeing this, Raglan's eyes filled with coldness, thinking that Wolf Rat had found the target.

Wolf Rat did not answer Raglan's question, but looked down at a place in the lane.

The scent trajectory diverged, one pointing to the direction of Saul Weapon Store, and the other was the lane extending from Saul Weapon Store to here.

But this is not the reason why Wolf Rat stopped suddenly.

Because even if the trajectory is bifurcated, the final destination is still the Saul Weapon Store, so this bifurcated trajectory will not affect the final search results.

The root of the problem is…

Wolf Rat looked solemnly in the direction of Saul's weapon shop, and a corner of the weapon shop's door was vaguely visible.

"Although this smell does not belong to the old man, it is definitely not relevant."

He thought silently.

Looking at the silent Wolf Rat, Raglan frowned and asked, "Did you find it?"

"I found it."

Wolf Rat looked back at Raglan and said, "However, for the sake of money, I suggest you give up."

"What's the meaning?"

"It's nothing, it's purely a bonus suggestion."

Raglan said coldly after hearing the words: "It won't bother you to worry about it. It's your job to show me my goal."

Wolf Rat shrugged and said no more.

He followed the scent trajectory and led Raglan to the outside of Saul's weapon shop.

"Killer is in that store, and it won't be my business after that."

"Wolf, our transaction content is to find the target, not just point to the place and finish it."

Seeing that Wolf Rat points to the ground and intends to leave it alone, Raglan has a bad tone.

Wolf Rat first glanced at the door of the weapon shop with fear, and then looked at Raglan with a sneer.

"All right, the owner of that shop is an old man, and the teller is a woman with scars on her face."

"Which is the perpetrator?"

"Neither."

Raglan resisted the urge to draw a knife.

Wolf Rat said: "The perpetrator is not the old man, nor the woman, but there are three people in the shop, do you understand?"

Raglan snorted coldly.

Although it is not clear why Wolf Rat didn't directly tell the identity of the third person, it finally established the goal.

Raglan didn't know that the Wolf Rat didn't say anything, because he knew nothing about the third person.

This weapon shop is one of the few places that Wolf Rat dared not get involved. If he had known that Attacker was from the weapon shop, he would not accept the business at all.

But the business is already here, so you can only bite the bullet and finish it.

Therefore, Wolf Rat didn't even dare to report the names of Saul and Sonny, and could only turn around the corner to reveal the existence of the third person based on the smell elimination method.

In fact, he didn't know when the third person emerged.

But since he is also a member of the weapon shop…

After the transaction is completed, Wolf Rat will not stay and return to the bar non-stop.

Raglan watched Wolf Rat leave, and immediately glanced at the weapon shop with the open door.

After thinking about it for a while, Raglan also turned and left.

That evening.

A thief-eyed guest came to Saul Weapon Shop.

As soon as he walked in, he walked to the only three shelves in the store.

While pretending to examine the weapons on the shelf, he glanced at the three people in the store without a trace.

Dwarf old man.

Scared girl.

Very handsome boy.

That's it.

With the bottom of his heart, the customer casually took out a second-hand machete that was missing a small opening from the third shelf, and walked to the counter.

"How much?"

"Fifty thousand Bailey."

Saul didn't lift his head.

The man thought that this inferior knife was worth 10,000 Baileys at most. How could he have thought that it would be a regular price, and immediately cursed the black shop, but he also decisively paid the bill and left.

When the customer left the shop, Saul looked up at the door.

"Tsk…"