Stephen slept soundly until noon the next day.

  It was a comfortable sleep, and when Stephen opened his eyes, the rain had stopped.

  The rain was perfectly timed, dissipating all the heat in the air, and the cool air made him feel refreshed.

  Stephen took a comfortable bath, had lunch downstairs, and then left the tavern under the reluctant gaze of the bartender.

  No other reason, Stephen's tips were just too generous.

  Following the directions given by the bartender yesterday, Stephen quickly found the camera shop.

  "Kodak Cameras, capturing your beautiful life."

  Stephen smiled at the slogan at the door of the store, then pushed the door open and walked in.

  "Hello, sir, how can I help you?"

  As soon as he entered, a person dressed very artistically greeted him gracefully.

  A tall hat, a mustache curled high on both sides, and a red and green suit. Even in later generations, the clothes would be considered extremely exaggerated.

  Stephen looked curiously at this strange-looking man, and then slowly said, "I need a camera, the kind that can be carried around."

  "Oh... of course, who comes here not to buy a camera?" the man replied in an exaggerated tone.

  "Our cameras are the best in the world, bar none."

  He turned and led Stephen to the bar inside, pointing to a model on top and said, "This is our latest product, it's only a little bigger than your fist."

  "Just load it with film, and you can shoot anything you want."

  "You can send us your negatives at any time, and we will develop the photos and put them in a beautiful collector's album, and then send them to you."

  Stephen picked up the camera and nodded in satisfaction. "How much?"

  "Oh... it's not cheap." The man then quoted a price that Stephen wasn't surprised by.

  "I'll take one, and get me two or three rolls of film as well."

  "Oh... it seems you have a lot of things you want to shoot, may I ask what your profession is?"

  The man seemed suddenly interested in Stephen's profession, asking curiously, "Of course, this is just my personal interest, you don't have to answer."

  "Nothing I can't say, I'm a bounty hunter." Stephen asked curiously, "Does this have anything to do with my profession?"

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  "Oh... that's great, I've been looking for someone like you." the man said happily.

  He hurriedly wiped his hand on his clothes, then extended his right hand to Stephen, "Let me introduce myself, I'm Welen Ike. As you can see, I'm the owner of this shop."

  "Stephen, Stephen Johnson. Judging by the looks of you, I'd say you have something you want to commission me for," Stephen said with a smile as he shook his hand.

  "Oh... you're so right." Welen said with a smile, "Would you like to have a cup of coffee? We can talk about it slowly."

  "Of course, with pleasure." Why not, when someone is offering?

  Welen led Stephen into the room, which was quite well decorated.

  Comfortable sofas, exquisite coffee tables, and murals on the walls that looked quite valuable.

  "Please, have a seat, I'll make some coffee." Welen said warmly.

  Stephen didn't stand on ceremony and went straight to the sofa.

  There were also a few newspapers on the coffee table, so Stephen picked up two to pass the time.

  "Do you want milk in your coffee?" Welen, who was making coffee, asked warmly.

  "Uh, no, I like it pure."

  Before long, Welen walked over with a steaming cup of coffee, "Try it, it's the latest good coffee beans from Africa."

  Stephen picked up the cup and took a sip. It was indeed good stuff, the taste was really good.

  "There's plenty of sunshine there, which is excellent for coffee beans." Welen said with a smile, "I think, just by looking at you, you're a very powerful bounty hunter."

  "Can you tell that?" Stephen asked curiously, "How can you tell?"

  Since someone was offering, Stephen didn't mind chatting with this interesting guy for a while.

  "Vibe, you know? Just vibe, a very peculiar thing." Welen said with gestures, "I've seen a lot of people, and I've never been wrong."

  Stephen shrugged. "Maybe you're right, but what does this have to do with what you want to commission me for?"

  "Of course it has something to do with it." Welen said with a smile, "In fact, our company recently launched a competition."

  Stephen looked at Welen with curiosity. What does a camera company's competition have to do with him?

  Welen said patiently, "The theme of the competition is: Sin."

  "Sin?" Stephen said in surprise. "What kind of theme is that? Do you want the people taking photos to commit crimes?"

  "Of course that's impossible." Welen said with some embarrassment, "Look at someone like me, what kind of crime could I commit? Tax evasion?"

  Both of them laughed, tax evasion in the United States is one of the three most difficult challenges in the world.

  "So I thought about it and decided to photograph those notorious criminals!" Welen said mysteriously.

  Stephen finally realized it at this moment, no wonder he wanted to commission himself. This guy clearly wasn't someone who could fight.

  A guy like him, as soon as he leaves the city and enters the wilderness, would be eaten up in no time.

  "So, you want me to get you some photos of those people when I'm apprehending criminals?" Stephen said with a smile.

  People of sin? Stephen knew quite a few of those people, there were a bunch in the Van der Linde gang.

  Stephen was confident it wouldn't be difficult to get them to pose for a photo.

  "That's right, that's exactly it." Welen snapped his fingers and said excitedly, "It would be even better if you could include the person's criminal record."

  "Are you asking me to stay by their side and photograph them while they're committing crimes?"

  "No need for that, just a written explanation is fine." Welen shook his head and said, "I believe that no one represents the theme of sin better than criminals who embody sin."

  "For each photo, I will give you a generous bounty, I believe this money can definitely help you." Welen gestured, and Stephen nodded in satisfaction.

  "If I can win this competition, then I'm very likely to get a promotion and a raise. Be transferred to the more prosperous Saint Denis, or even to the civilized world in the east!" Welen said with a look of longing.

  "Okay, I think I should be able to do that." Stephen said with a smile, "You can give me an address, and I'll send you the photos when I have them."

  "But I have to say, I can't always run into criminals."

  "Oh... of course, in fact, the competition has a long time, a whole year, just send it to me before winter comes this year."

  Welen finally seemed relieved, and he raised his coffee cup, "To our cooperation, cheers!"

  "Cheers!"