Chapter 2105: Isn’t there another tool man here?

Effie's nerves were strained to the extreme. Even if he encountered the same thing after many years, he did not expect to involve Mr. Hades and his family.
There were chaotic noises from outside the cellar, and Mr. Hades seemed to be fighting with the mob and let out a terrible cry.
"Mara, I'm going out, I can't let Mr. Hades suffer misfortune because of me."
"But miss..." Mara clutched Effie's sleeve.
"If Mr. Hades's family has something to do because of me, my soul will never be forgiven." Effie looked into Mara's eyes and said.
"Then I'll go out with you." Mara released her hand and said with a firm gaze.
Holding the dagger, Effie climbed up the escalator, broke the locked cellar door, and pushed it open.
As the cellar door slowly opened, a tragic cry came clearly.
Effie and Mara turned pale, but they still pushed the cellar door up.
"I'm here, don't you..." Effie jumped out of the cellar and shouted.
then……
Her eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at the giant man lying on the ground screaming in disbelief.
And McGonagall with one foot in the indescribable position of that giant man, and Amy sitting in a small chair.
Crackling.
It was the sound of broken eggs.
"Ah... I'm sorry, I was nervous for a while." McGonagall withdrew his foot and stepped back a little apologetically.
"what--"
The giant screamed, his eyes protruding, and he almost passed out in pain.
Mara followed by jumping out of the cellar, holding a wine bottle in her hand, already making an expression of death.
Then just saw this scene.
Snapped!
The bottle fell to the ground and broke to the ground.
"Miss Effie, Mara, are you okay?" McGonagall looked at Effie and asked with a smile, with concern in his tone.
"No...nothing."
Effie tried to take his gaze away from the three bright red bars on the face on the ground, his hands were out of shape, and there seemed to be something broken between the hips of the mob.
"Mr. Hades, you..."
Effie wanted to care about them, but it seemed that the current situation was a little beyond her knowledge.
The mob who was fierce enough to chop off the magical hood of the fifth-level magician, encountered the Hades father and daughter, but became as tragic as they are now.
It was... it was beyond her imagination.
"We were just getting ready to go to bed and heard an unusual sound here, so we came to have a look.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the door, I saw this stupid man madly self-mutilating himself, and he was smashed by his own hands. The situation is tight, so I can only use some special methods to calm him down. "
McGonagall smiled and looked at Effie: "So, you should believe it."
Effie looked at McGonagall with a gentle smile on her face, and her panic seemed to be soothed. She hadn't felt the sense of security for many years.
For so many years, she had never thought of finding someone to snuggle herself up. She would rather make the cellar stronger than find a man for herself.
But at this moment, she suddenly thought, if Mr. Hades was by their side tonight, she wouldn't have to go to the cellar in embarrassment, right?
"I believe it." Effie nodded.
"Woooooo-"
The giant man lying on the ground stared at McGonagall with wide eyes, as if he had something to say, it was about dignity.
"Although the situation is a bit complicated, this stupid guy still revealed some information to thank me for stopping his self-harm impulse."
McGonagall nodded, and then said, "Do you have any unshakable enemies? The one that will buy your life on the black market?"
"Are you on the black market?" Effie's face changed slightly, and he glanced at the mob on the ground.
Sure enough, her previous guess was correct, this guy didn't just come for money.
"I shouldn't have any enemies. The Titan Tavern's business has been bad these years, let alone any jealousy of peers." Effie shook his head.
"Yes, our lady gets along well with the neighbors, and has never blushed." Mara nodded.
"That's it." McGonagall groaned, and his eyes fell on the giant man on the ground again.
"This hero, when did you pick up the black market mission? Tell me more about the details." McGonagall asked with a smile, one foot already on his arm.
"Don't step on it! I said! I said it all!" The giant hurriedly called, for fear of another accident for McGonagall.
"This is a task that just appeared on the black market yesterday. The request is to rob the owner of the Titan Tavern, and then set the wine cellar and tavern on fire, with a commission of one million copper coins.
Employers will confirm the results themselves, and after completion, they can receive half of the commission directly. The employer will give the delivery address through the black market and then take the remaining commission. "
The giant finished his words quickly.
Then McGonagall stepped on and broke his arm.
"It's really mean for you to treat two ladies who don't have the power to bind chickens like this."
McGonagall retracted his foot and looked at the screaming giant with contempt.
"My Nima..." the giant yelled.
But as soon as he cursed, a folding chair greeted him on his face.
"You have to have quality, and no swearing."
Amy said milkily with a chair in one hand.
Effie looked at the giant man whose face turned into a nine-square grid, and then at Amy, a little confused.
Speak the most civilized words and do the toughest work.
The giant man blushed, hummed, and lost his temper at all.
"Obviously, the black hand behind the scenes is for you Miss Effie and the cellar of Titan in the wine cellar." McGonagall said while looking at Effie.
The fresh task just released yesterday, high commissions, clear goals, and no clear direction.
Moreover, the black hand behind the scenes is very cautious, issuing tasks through the black market, without any direct contact with the murderer, and even commissions are traded through the black market.
"Who would it be? We just got the gold medal back yesterday." Effie frowned, puzzled.
"Actually, it is very simple to find out who is behind the scenes. As long as you complete the black market task and hand you over to him, you will naturally know who is controlling it." McGonagall smiled.
"Mr. Hades meant... to burn the wine cellar and tavern, and then hand me over to the murderer behind the scenes?" Effie looked at McGonagall, his face changed slightly.
"One million copper coins, a lot of small money." Amy sat down again, thinking with her fingers.
McGonagall looked at the nervous Effie and Mara, and quickly shook his head with a smile:
Don’t get me wrong, I mean, we can direct a scene and meet the man behind the scenes in person. Of course, pubs cannot be burned. The wine cellar cannot be destroyed either."
"But what are we going to do?" Effie frowned.
"Isn't there another tool man here?" McGonagall smiled and squatted down beside the giant man, smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "Right?"