Willy put his palm against the shutters. In Wayne's other vision, some curved wavy lines began to extend outward from the contact surface between Willy's palm and the window. These wavy lines follow the surface of the window and converge onto the window latch. Then Willy placed his fingertips against the window and began to move them up, down, left, and right, as if he was trying to adjust the position and direction. The bolt of the Venetian blinds seemed to be turned clumsily and slowly at first, and it only rotated and loosened slightly. But after Willy confirmed it, he suddenly retracted his five fingers and the bolt was pulled open. Willy explained: "I can 'transmit force' through the gaps between objects to other parts of the objects that are in contact with each other, causing them to move relative to each other. However, the force that can be transmitted is probably about the same as the strength of my fingers, and can only perform some minor operations." "Wow," Wayne clapped beside him, "That's amazing." Extraordinary world version of lock picking ability, It seems to be quite practical in some ways.
Wayne then asked, "I understand this, but what about your other abilities?" “Hmm…” Willy withdrew his hand somewhat embarrassedly, and gently scratched his trouser legs with both hands: “No… I had a serious illness when I was a child, and I only gained this ability after I recovered with great difficulty. "Even after so many years of practice, I can only do this much. At most, I can use it to open some simple locks." Only one ability? "A good-condition Tier 1, or a weaker Tier 2?" Lina watched from the side without much concern, "This isn't the type that's suitable for fighting." "I know." Willy lowered his head slightly, seeming even more embarrassed. But he still fought for it a little, "But if there is anything I can do to help, I will do my best." "Why are you so positive?" Lina asked with raised eyebrows. Willy pointed to the front door of his house: "You came here with the key. I know that there aren't many people here, but they are all good people. If they recognize you, then I am willing to help. And I know that you are very capable and friendly, and you should be able to do something great..." "I see, and thank you for your willingness to help." Wayne smiled at Willy. "But now doesn't seem to be the right time. Besides, we may have been targeted by dangerous people. For your own safety, you should leave as soon as possible." "Okay," Willy seemed a little disappointed, but nodded quickly, "I wish you all the best." As Willy left, Inissa seemed to have just finished the preliminary arrangements around the cabin. She walked over to Wayne and Lina, looked at Willy's back and asked, "How was your conversation with him?" "I feel it's okay. His abilities seem to be useful in some aspects, but he is not suitable for participating in combat." Lina replied.
Wayne nodded, "But I have a good impression of him." He has extraordinary abilities but can still live such a miserable life. He must have never done anything bad. Otherwise, it would not be difficult to make a living just by picking locks. You don't have to rent out your own place to others for fighting. No matter how long he can hold on, Anyone who can withstand death threats and not reveal any information about his companions at least has a qualified foundation. … Although the old man in the Hunter Association did say that he would leak the news that "Wayne and his companions may have been targeted by the murderer\ ,"But Wayne never thought that there would be so many people paying attention to this matter privately. After the sun sets, A carriage passed by the "courtyard" where the cabin was located, and a ball of paper was thrown onto the lawn. Peter rushed over under the cover of darkness, and using his long front legs and "forehead" to carry the paper ball, he climbed into the window with the curtains drawn but not closed, and returned to the cabin. Wayne unfolded the paper ball, which seemed to indicate that he wanted to participate in the "hunt", and there was a vague hunter's mark pattern drawn at the signature. So he placed the paper ball on the right side of the dining table, and at the same time added a stroke to the character "正" in this area. ——Although it is called the word "正", Wayne actually uses the counting habit that is more common in America. First there are four vertical lines, and the last stroke is a diagonal line running through the left and right, and it also counts by five. "It's only the third one! Just wait to wash the dishes." Lina slammed the table and spoke arrogantly. At this time, the dining table was divided into two sides by chalk, and some things like small notes were placed on each side. The origin of the left half is unknown but it seems to indicate that it will help in secret, while the right half carries the hunter's mark symbol. After finding the first note pressed by a stone at the gate of the "courtyard" this afternoon, Lina made a bet with Wayne. Wayne bet that there would be no more than five notes or tokens of something similar, while Lina bet on at least five. After discovering the fifth one, Wayne refused to admit defeat and started a second round, doubling the bet. This time the bet is whether there are more without the hunter's mark or with the mark. The current score is 5 to 3, and the deadline is 12 o'clock at night. If Wayne makes a comeback, then Lina or Parker will be responsible for cleaning and washing dishes for the next month. If he loses, Wayne will have to work part-time as "Parker" for a month. Inissa was nearby, maintaining her special bolt-action rifle and not participating in the games of the two childish ghosts. The guitar case was placed on the small table next to her. Areas had been separated inside, which not only allowed the gun to be secured for easy access, but also allowed other items to be placed in categories next to it. Strictly speaking, Willy's cabin only has two and a half rooms. The outer room is a living room and dining room, the inner room is a bedroom, and the other half is a small sheltered shed outside the house, which serves as a kitchen and bathroom. The three of them ate and drank their fill before dark and took turns taking a shower. They were now ready to go, waiting for the murderer who might come.
If the murderer doesn't come for two or three days in a row, then try to pretend to disperse, go out and continue looking for clues, and "fish" at the same time. Wayne set a psychological deadline for this matter: the arrival of what Lina called the "next moon cycle". If he couldn't even ask the "wise sage" for help by then, then he really couldn't do anything about it. Anyway, we have done our best, and leave it to the local churches to follow the clues themselves. The time came to twelve o'clock in the evening. The local hunters' association was still doing well. They even received two small notes in succession. One was delivered by a parrot, and the other was stuck on the door with a dart. The bet finally ended at 6 to 8, and Wayne turned defeat into victory. This time it was Lina's turn to apply for a reversal. The stakes were raised to two months. They were betting on when the murderer would come. Each stage was two days, and the one who was closer would win. So the bet entered the final round of winning or losing. Those who agreed to the reversal placed their bets first. Wayne chose what he hoped would be "within two days", while Lina bet on "three to four days". Then the three of them found a place in the living room to sleep in their clothes. Lina had not been lying on the dining table for long when she sat up with a gloomy face.