Don't move, it's a robbery!

Chapter 4: The Art of Speaking

"Waaaaah~"

"Stop howling. Look at your fair skin, you've just been staying home too long and haven't been getting enough sun."

"Waaaaah~"

"Why are you crying? Are you that moved?"

"Waaaaah~ Waaaaah~"

"Look at you crying, you're even developing a rhythm to it! Hey, what's that smoke coming out of you?"

I quickly dragged my female neighbor back into the shadows and poured a bucket of water on her with the prepared wooden tub, which prevented her from spontaneously combusting.

After all, she hasn't said where she hid her money yet, so she can't just die like this.

"Look at you, you weren't honest before, now you're paying the price."

"Waaaaah~"

"I've already untied the rope from your mouth, why are you still crying? Say something!"

"I, I... Waaah, I have no money."

"Impossible! You were so skilled at seducing me just now, you must have seen plenty of other men. You wouldn't be broke? Do you think they all freeloaded off you?"

My female neighbor didn't answer me; she was still crying.

However, I noticed that she was up to her old tricks again. She was trying to untie the ropes normally, appearing weak and helpless, but in reality, she was still trying to find a way to escape.

Haha, you cried so fakely, thinking I wouldn't notice? You're so naive.

"Thump!"

I knocked her unconscious with a stick, then let her sunbathe again. When the female neighbor woke up in pain, I dragged her back again.

"Come on, I love your mischievousness. Keep up your little antics, and I'll keep taking you out for some sunshine. It's only noon, there's still plenty of time before it gets dark. We have all the time in the world."

"Waaaaaaahhhhhh!"

This time, my female neighbor cried with much more genuine emotion. The way she cried was so heartbreaking that it made me feel sorry for her, so I slightly shortened the frequency of sunbathing every 10 minutes.

After all, when you're screaming, you don't have the energy to cry.

Don't get me wrong, everyone. Despite how skilled I am at interrogating people, I generally don't enjoy interrogating others, and I especially dislike robbing women.

Before I made my move, they all thought I would rape them, and they all acted as if they would rather die than submit. But when they realized that I really didn't want to rape them, they would resent me very much, as if I was looking down on them because I didn't rape them.

This isn't just a matter of being mentally unstable; this is clearly a matter of being mentally unstable!

In addition, if it's an ordinary person, I usually just scare them a little. For those who refuse to comply, I just knock them out and take them. But if it's a case of double-crossing, I have to be ruthless and vicious enough, otherwise I won't be able to scare them at all.

After all, I'm just an ordinary petty robber.

Look, we've been interrogating her all morning, but the female neighbor just won't budge, insisting she has no money.

(。_。): "Is it possible that she really doesn't have any money?"

Seeing that my female neighbor was unresponsive and kept crying, I decided to let her sunbathe some more. This time, she finally reacted and immediately started begging for mercy.

"No! Don't do that to me again, I'll die! I'll die!"

"Alright, you have one minute. Tell me where you hid the money?"

"I... Waaaaaah, I really, I really didn't, waaaaaahhhhhh~"

"Crying? Crying counts as time too."

Seeing that I was about to push her out to sunbathe again, the female neighbor got anxious.

"Rich! Rich! Rich! Rich!"

"Hey, that's more like it. Tell me, where did you hide the money?"

My female neighbor looked at me with a trembling gaze and a lot of resentment in her eyes. I liked that kind of look, so I immediately let her bask in the sun again.

"Aaaaaah! Money! I know where the money is!"

This time, the female neighbor didn't dare glare at me anymore, and she told me her story in a trembling voice.

Once upon a time, there was a beautiful girl named Tulisa. Because of her natural beauty, she quickly caught the eye of a noble young man. This was not unusual, as Tulisa had always longed for the life of the upper class, so the two soon became lovers. However, Tulisa was just the daughter of an ordinary family, and the young man was only playing with her and had no intention of actually marrying her. Even after Tulisa became pregnant, he refused to acknowledge it.

Left with no other choice, Tulisa had to find an honest man to take her in, but she was still unwilling to be an ordinary person and was determined to curry favor with the powerful and wealthy, so she often tried to attend aristocratic gatherings.

Generally, there are only three types of women who can attend such gatherings: either they are fellow nobles, they are maids, or they are paid dancers, which are professional special service personnel.

Tulisa is different; she belongs to the fourth category, and she's free.

"Damn! No wonder your pockets are emptier than your face!"

Upon hearing that I had no money, I couldn't resist wanting to let Tulisa sunbathe some more, which startled her so much that she quickly revealed the secret she knew.

Although she always got freebies at parties, she also learned some of the secrets of the nobility, such as which wives were cheating on their husbands and how many illegitimate children each family had.

But precisely because she knew too much, Tulisa was harmed. Not only was her family destroyed, but she was also sold to slave traders in Linde, becoming a full-fledged prostitute.

"Money, the key point is money! Why talk so much nonsense?"

My female neighbor looked at me with pitiful eyes, as if amazed by my heartlessness.

What a joke! I've seen too many tragic things. If I felt sorry for every one I saw, why would I be a robber? I'd be emotional by now.

And compared to this guy, I sympathize more with her husband.

What did that honest guy do to you? He not only took over your relationship, but you also cheated on him, and in the end, he was harmed because of you. What did that honest guy ever do to you? He wasn't even mentioned in your story.

The female neighbor continued to tell her story. During her time as a prostitute, she met a wealthy nobleman who not only took care of her but also made her his mistress. The wish she had longed to fulfill was actually realized in this unusual way.

Unfortunately, no nobleman is a good person. That nobleman secretly allied himself with a vampire, and his real purpose was to offer Tulisa to a vampire.

In fact, this nobleman had found quite a few girls, far more than just Tulisa. Most of these girls were prostitutes, and a few were migrants. The vampire had found so many girls not to satisfy his appetite, but to create his own kind and expand his influence.

Yes, vampires also have a lineage, but they don't reproduce on their own. Instead, they transform humans. Unlike ghouls, while the elders of a vampire family can suppress the offspring they create, they cannot guarantee their loyalty.

The nobleman who murdered Tulisa specifically sought out prostitutes with no support, partly to avoid being discovered, and partly because these women, when transformed into vampires, were easier to control.

However, the vampires' conversion efficiency is not high, and most of the converted prostitutes do not survive. At first, Tulisa also failed to survive and was thrown into a mass grave. But on the second day after she was buried, she miraculously came back to life.

Although strictly speaking, she is already dead, the current Tulisa is just a vampire who has gained life in Tulisa's body.

As for whether the current Tulisa is the original Tulisa, I don't know and I don't want to discuss it. I'm just certain of one thing: if Tulisa doesn't tell me where the money is, I'm going to take action.

"That nobleman's treasury isn't in his house! He has a small estate outside where he hides all his money! I've been there! There aren't many guards! I can take you there!"

Okay, now we've finally gotten to the point.

I was satisfied. After hearing the description of the villa, I tied her up again, threw her back into the house, and then turned to the other prisoners.

There are only two people left who can still breathe: one is the big guy among the murderers, and the other is a bachelor who keeps a lot of pigeons.

You ask what happened to the others? Oh, they were too cunning, but their physical condition wasn't very good. They died after being hit a few times.

With such poor physical condition and so many wicked thoughts, he looks destined for a short life.

But it's not a big problem. I've already found their luggage. Although they don't have a lot of money, it's definitely enough for me to live a life of luxury for quite some time.

"Hey, you two are awake? I have a few suggestions, take a look and choose."

I squatted down in front of the two of them and told them about my plans.

"I have three suggestions. The first is that I'll just send you on your way, smashing your heads with a stick. I guarantee it'll kill you instantly, quickly, and without hurting a thing. What do you think of that?"

They both quickly shook their heads.

"The second option is better. I've done this often before. As long as you promise to behave yourselves from now on, I'll just let you run away."

Their eyes widened, seemingly in amazement at my generosity.

"But don't count on this one. You've been secretly causing trouble since last night, which means you've already given up on this option. So I'll just go straight to the third one."

"The third condition is that if you have a bounty, I can sell you to other mercenaries or bounty hunters. As for whether you live or die, that's up to the bounty hunters."

"If you've offended someone really ruthless, I suggest I send you on your way. That way you'll suffer less. I'm very professional at killing people; I guarantee you won't experience any pain."

My words shocked them for a long time. After a long while, the big guy told me in a hoarse voice that he and his two brothers had a bounty of up to 1300 gold coins.

Saying that meant he agreed to the third option, probably hoping to live one more day. I nodded and agreed to his request.

Somewhat unexpectedly, the pigeon man chose to die.

"Sorry, I have no bounty, just kill me. But I have one request: could you please release all the pigeons in the cage for me?"

I've seen people choose to die, mostly because they committed serious crimes and would suffer a fate worse than death if caught. But this guy in front of me seemed to be facing death calmly, and there wasn't even much resentment in his eyes.

That's really strange.

"Why release those pigeons?"

"If we don't release them, they will all starve to death."

"Bullshit, you're clearly trying to pass on information, and you're trying to play tricks on me again, aren't you?"

I gestured a couple of times, but the pigeon man showed no fear whatsoever. Seeing that this guy was truly unafraid of death, I lost the will to scare him.

"Alright, have a good trip."

"Thump!"

Hearing the muffled thud beside him, Big Guy trembled all over. When he saw me walking towards him, he burst into tears.

"Three! I choose the third one! You promised you wouldn't kill me!"

"Yeah, yeah, I won't kill you. What are you yelling about? I just came over to get a shovel."

Ignoring the big guy, I picked up the pigeon man and left the house, then headed to the outskirts.

Once I found a suitable spot, I threw him on the ground.

When I first attacked him, I held back and only knocked him unconscious. I admire people who are not afraid of death, so I was prepared to let him live.

As for whether this guy will retaliate.

Haha, I have plenty of debts to pay, one more won't make a difference.

"Wow, another big deal. I should go buy some holy water."

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