The Righteous Player(s) C245– The Storyline Doesn't Typically Go Like This!

Suuankou soon noticed that the dentist named “Gerald” seemed to have left this place in a hurry, as he had left many things in this place.

Hmph, it doesn't seem like he was being hunted down though…

Suuankou deduced this because he found a lot of money in the drawer.

When someone decided to run for his life, he would need to bring his money along, while everything else didn't matter as much.

Not only for the travel expenses but to bribe his way through during his getaway.

In the drawer, Suuankou found more than 20 pieces of banknotes, a dozen of silver coins, and a small bag of copper coins. Since he had just come to this world, he didn't know the purchasing power of this money was. Still, he guessed that dentists must be wealthy based on his experience alone.

—When you have a toothache, it is really terrible.

The copper and silver coins would affect mobility, making noises. So, Suuankou temporarily put them back and only took the banknotes.

Suuankou also found decent clothes. He even boiled water in the dental office for a good bath, then combed his hair neatly before changing into this delicate, heavy, warm outfit.

After this, Suuankou also found something that would be helpful later.

His [Skillful Hands] skill seemed to be active all the time.

Items that could be used to craft a trap would sometimes emit a bright white light. The white glow would become more apparent when they were near other things that could assemble a trap. The white light would turn blue when the trap could be built.

But this white light also interrupted Suuankou's thoughts sometimes because there were some “traps” that couldn't be moved.

For example, the bathtub emitted a bright white light. After thinking for a long time, Suuankou realized that what could interact with the bathtub was a bottle of brown-yellow ointment in the medicine cabinet.

That seemed to be an ointment for paralysis.

“…I understand now. It's basically Hitman.” Suuankou understood.

It seemed he had played Hitman before and was quite good at it.

After realizing how to utilize [Skillful Hands], Suuankou continued searching for other items in the dental clinic.

He found an ointment, a soft iron piece that could be bent into a lock-picking tool, and a sharp knife typically used for dentistry. In addition, there were some miscellaneous tools such as hemp rope and thin thread.

Suuankou also found a painting.

It was wrapped in an oilcloth that was rolled within a thick black cloth. The painting was hidden in a compartment under the bed, and it seemed to be valuable. He put it back in place and noted down its location.

Suuankou walked to the window when everything was set and revealed a small gap by slightly opening the curtain.

There was only one street separating No. 13 and No. 23 of Rusty Water Street.

The back of No. 13 was facing the front of No. 23.

As mentioned by the mission, he seemed to be beaten up by a group of people at No. 23 Rusty Water Street. To stop himself from being noticed and hunted down by the same group of people before he could get close, he decided to go to a room at a higher elevation where he could observe the surroundings and road conditions of 23 Rusty Water Street.

He stood behind the curtain and watched silently for nearly 10 minutes, confirming that there seemed to be no one in No. 23.

Then, he left Gerald's Dental Clinic and re-activated [Sneak] as he went downstairs. Then, he deactivated [Sneak] at a corner without anyone watching.

He calmly walked to the alley near No. 23.

At the moment he entered the darkness, he crouched down and waited for [Sneak] to activate.

Soon, his figure gradually disappeared. While staying stealthed, he took out the simple grappling hook he assembled. The hemp rope was found in the dental office, while the hook was made from the iron he tore from the fence.

Then, he threw the hook accurately and hung it on the balcony on the second floor.

Suuankou silently climbed his way up to the balcony. Luckily, no one was there to catch him.

He carefully observed the number of daily necessities and confirmed that there should be three people living here. Next, he found a delicate dagger handle from the cabinet on the second floor. Then, there was the blade about the length of his forearm and at the thickness of two fingers. He had also found 6 small bottles of dark green liquid. It was evident at first glance that they were poisonous.

Each bottle was only the size of the essential oil typically found in the night market. They fitted well on the side of the belt. The dagger could be hung on the other side.

These should be my weapons.

After Suuankou came in, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily, there's no one here.

It seems even if I just come in directly, I shouldn't be caught… But it's fine to be more cautious.

After giving it some thought, he took out the paralysis ointment and smeared it on the dagger. Then, he poured one bottle of poison into the kettle.

Then, he assembled a simple trap. If he hid behind the curtain and pulled the rope, that would make a noise under the curtain on the other side of the room.

This was his first time assembling such a trap, so he was struggling even under the guidance of [Skillful Hands].

When Suuankou finished setting up the first trap, he heard chatter coming from the door.

His expression tightened; he squatted down and entered the [Sneak] state.

“Why don't we hurry up and flee?” An elderly man's worried voice came from the door.

Then, there came the sound of a key unlocking the door.

A thin old man who looked about 60 years old walked in. Behind him, there was another macho man who looked only in his 30s and was in his prime.

Two people!

Suuankou was a little nervous and felt his heart beating more and more intensely… just like the feeling when he cheated in the exam room for the first time.

His palms were sweating, and he didn't even dare to breathe too loudly.

Luckily, the [Sneak] skill was quite effective. When Suuankou squatted still, neither of those two had noticed him.

The younger man retorted, “Flee? Where can we go? When we go to other places, aren't we going to live the same life again?”

“We should at least stay away from the false deity's believers.” Then, the old man muttered casually, “If we stay here, we'll be killed at some point.”

“Ha, that's true.” The strong man grimaced and cursed in a low volume.

He punched the bed and muttered, “This new feudal lord dares to kill even a viscount. What else can't he do?”

“They can fight all they want between nobles, but if we dare to attack him then we'll be in big trouble.”

The old man smiled and said coldly, “That kid dares to kill a viscount directly, and he just made an excuse saying that the Rotten Man cultists did it. Will the Rotten Man cultists actually kill him?

“The young feudal lord is very decisive. He is definitely not someone to be easily provoked; he is just too ruthless. What did the eunuch who came here before tell us? The third young master of the crow family is a weakling… He may have a grudge against the feudal lord and want us to help him test him.”

“Luckily, I'm smart. I didn't do anything but just collect the money,” the young man said slowly with some delight. “Otherwise, if the feudal lord is angered, we wouldn't even be able to escape.”

“I have mentioned this to Bobby.”

The old man said, poured himself a glass of water, and muttered, “Why don't we sell the information for a price to that young feudal lord. He will take care of his Clear Water Street from now on, and we will take care of our Rusty Water Street. Since we don't hinder each other, it is the best solution. Anyway, this is the slums for poor people…”

As he spoke, his voice suddenly became hoarse as he froze in place.

The old man's mouth twitched. Finally, he reached out his hand to hold his throat, trying to force himself to vomit.

He only spat out a bit before he fell forward weakly into his vomit. His face was purple, and he was gasping for breath.

The younger partner was panic-stricken.

He didn't care about the old man's state at all. He quickly stopped himself from picking up the water cup and wielded the scimitar hanging at his waist.

“It's poison. Has anyone been here?” He whispered, looking around, “A lurker?”

The man walked to the middle of the room while remaining vigilant, trying to turn on the light in the middle of the room.

At this moment, he heard a noise from under the curtain. If he hadn't kept quiet, he might not have heard it.

He was all too familiar with that voice.

It was the sound of multiple silver coins bumping into each other in a pocket.

He immediately moved his gaze over, squinted his eyes, and looked at the curtains intently.

He stared for a while but gave up.

The man slowly stepped back towards the door with his eyes looking upstairs.

But the moment he passed the curtain, he immediately turned around and slashed at the curtain with his scimitar!

The sound of ripping came.

Under that curtain, there was only a purse hanging on a rope!

Worse still, it was his purse!

The man's pupils shrank suddenly.

He realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

He felt a chill on his lower back. The precise strike avoided the most sturdy position of the bones and muscles and struck his kidney.

A burst of heat came along with the pain. Then, it was followed by an intense numbness that flowed through the body, obscuring the pain from his back.

His legs immediately became numb, just like the feeling after squatting for a long time. The numbness and coldness made him cry out loud.

“—Please spare me! Friend!” The young bandit immediately threw the scimitar on the ground without hesitation, raised his hands, and shouted, “I surrender!”

The loud voice shocked Suuankou, who had inflicted a [Backstab]. He was about to knock the man unconscious.

He was at a loss for a while.

…How could you surrender?

What? The storyline doesn't usually go like this, right?

Credits to MindMatrix for editing this chapter and improving the readability.

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