After a while of excitement, Alka began to pack up the villa and erase the traces of his life in the evening sunlight outside.
I will leave this city at midnight tonight and meet up with Andre and the others.
After putting the rare items and coins into the newly bought suitcase.
Open the wardrobe with the lens.
Take out the mirror inside, look at it, think about it and put it on the bedside.
Looking at the sun outside that has not completely set.
"Let's sleep for a while. It's only six or seven o'clock now. I can wake up at the expected time anyway."
Thinking about tonight's actions, Alka decided to take a nap and rest.
So as not to be too tired when taking action tonight.
After all, he has been running around outside all day today.
Thinking of this, Alka pulled the curtains again, lay on the bed and fell asleep soon.
…
At this time, in the basement of a shop.
Still dressed as a clown, but without oil paint, Nivik leaned on the chair and played with a dagger.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
A gang member walked in nervously.
After taking a deep breath, he said, "First mate, we have found out where the magician lives. He rented a villa alone."
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Nivik raised his eyebrows.
Then he took out a bunch of oil paint from somewhere and started painting on his face with tools.
Still the clown makeup.
Exactly the same as during the day.
The gang member who was reporting next to him could only shut his mouth and stand by with a nervous mood.
Looking at Nivik wearing clown makeup at this time, he became even more panicked.
Nivik slowly put on makeup, and after a while, he had completely turned into a clown.
Looking at himself in the mirror, he showed an exaggerated smile.
Keep smiling, turn around and stare at the gang member next to him.
When the member suddenly looked up and saw this scene, his heart jumped directly into his throat.
Only Nivik said: "Take me there."
The gang member nodded immediately.
…
The city has long been in silence.
Only some shops are still open at the gate and the surrounding commercial streets.
There are many dignitaries who love to take some night tours here at night.
Alka, who was sleeping, fell into darkness again.
Feeling the touch of ghost pressing on the bed again made Alka feel helpless.
Why did he pull himself in again?
The subtle hazy sound once again surrounded his ears.
"Run...Run quickly...Danger...Danger..."
Hearing such words, Alka, who was originally a little helpless, suddenly felt a little nervous and asked vigilantly.
"What's going on? Have you noticed anything?"
After all, tonight is the night when he is going to sneak out of the city to meet Andre and the others.
No accidents can happen at this time.
"Danger...Run quickly..."
"Then let me out! How can I run if you don't let me out!"
Alka shouted silently in his mind.
"..."
Then Alka opened his eyes in bed.
Immediately got up with a catapult.
Put on clothes at an incomprehensible speed, and then opened a curtain to look out.
The view of the second floor of the bedroom is just above the street.
I saw the end of the street.
Several people in black clothes were walking slowly.
The leader was a man dressed as a clown.
Walking on the street with some exaggerated steps.
It was the clown in the daytime.
Is he the one in danger?
Just because of what happened in the daytime? Are they going to take his life?
Alka couldn't understand it.
But he still moved quickly.
After quickly arranging the room, he picked up the magic mirror on the bedside table and left.
Before leaving, he opened the curtains of the window next to the bed, and the cold night light from the window sprinkled on the quilt.
"This is it."
A gang member pointed to the villa in front of him and said.
Nivik, dressed as a clown, looked up.
"You guys wait outside."
As he said that, he took an exaggerated step, jumped lightly, and directly jumped over the iron gate several meters high.
"I don't know who is so unlucky to offend this madman." A gang member looked at Nivik who was leaving and rubbed his hands.
A gang member next to him slapped him: "Shut up, don't want to die."
The member immediately shut his mouth.
Afraid that Nivik would hear what he just said.
Nivik walked directly to the door from the yard.
Looking at the locked door in front of him, he turned the door handle as if he was entering his own home.
The door of the villa was opened as if it was not closed.
He walked in briskly.
The footsteps caused by the exaggerated footsteps suddenly disappeared.
Entered the living room and looked around slightly.
He went straight to the second floor.
Observed for a while.
After being stunned for a while, he went to the door of the master bedroom.
The door was pushed open.
The bright and cold moonlight poured into the room from the window.
It illuminated the sleeping person on the bed.
At this time, the quilt was arched, and the short black hair was exposed from the pillow.
Looking at this scene.
Nivik hugged himself with both hands, as if he was trembling with excitement.
As if he was intoxicated by himself.
Just like that, he opened the door.
Walked towards the end of the bed step by step.
This time he did not slow down like he just came in, but deliberately made his footsteps louder.
Step! Step!
He came to the end of the bed.
Looking at Alka who was still sleeping and motionless under the moonlight.
Stretching out his hand and waving it upwards.
A dagger appeared above his palm in the air, floating.
Just opposite the master bedroom.
There was a balcony near the window.
A pair of dark green and almost black eyes just watched this scene.
Holding a short-barreled shotgun in his hand, the paddle on the back had already been moved upwards.
Just as he looked at the floating dagger suddenly appearing in Nivik's hand.
Slightly stunned.
Took out the pocket watch from his arms without hesitation.
Crushed the blue crystal flakes on it directly.
And at this time.
The dagger floating in Nivik's hand also flew out directly, piercing straight down through the quilt.
At this moment, Nivik felt something was wrong.
There was nothing inside.
He immediately lifted the quilt.
What he saw were the pillows piled inside and the wig on top.
He suddenly turned around.
"Bang!"
The slightly scarlet eyes met the dark green eyes directly.
The trigger of the locker had been pulled.
A large number of steel marbles gathered together and flew towards him.
After firing this shot, Alka fell down from the balcony without hesitation.
After rolling in the air, he squatted and landed steadily.
Like a gymnast.
The moment he landed.
He rushed out directly like a rabbit.