Cars are one of the fruits of civilized industry. To be honest, she has this feeling every time she rides in a car, but this time it is particularly strong.
They had a brutal driver, and the SUV slowed down for less than twenty seconds before accelerating wildly. Hitzfeld was not wearing a seat belt, so she was forced to hold the woman's waist tightly.
Because of the perspective, she can see her companions behind her more easily.
Everyone was a little embarrassed, gasping for breath and feeling scared.
Even, praying.
But at least they are all still alive.
Through the rear window, she could vaguely see nimble black shadows chasing after her. They were the Frost Dragons... They had completely mastered their new bodies and were running at an astonishing speed. When they encountered obstacles, they could use their giant claws to lift them up and forcefully leap over them. Their pursuit efficiency was really quite high.
But they couldn't outrun the car.
The further they went, the wider and flatter the road became. The off-road vehicles ran at full speed and soon left them behind without a trace.
It wasn't until it roared through the broken city gate and carried everyone into the dark forest that Hitzfeld finally let go and pressed his face into the woman's chest.
Feeling her intense heartbeat gradually calm down like her own, she knew that they were finally out of danger.
Chapter 58: Indifferent Relatives
Time means nothing in the wilderness.
Three days later, in Berwynshire, the dock was bustling early in the morning.
As the pearl of the hot spring area, this is actually a city surrounded by water. The city is connected in all directions and there is water everywhere, so most of the transportation is by boat.
At this moment, there were at least a hundred ships blocking the river. They were neatly lined up in two rows, facing the North River Gate of Berwyn County.
The towering North River Gate was an iron gate, six meters high and nine meters wide. More than half of it was submerged in the river, forcibly blocking the waterway into the city.
With a whistle, the person who opened the door appeared in a small boat.
There were several men in police uniforms. They were standing at the bow of the boat, talking and looking at the passing boats. They did not notice that a shuttle boat about 8 meters long and 3 meters wide was coming from the east of the Winden River and quietly blending into the team.
The boat carried the men to the iron gate, where they took out a large key to unlock the chain and began to turn the axle wheel together with the strong men on the shore.
ka ka ka-
The friction sound of the gears could be heard from far away. The gate rose little by little, and there were cheers from the people on the shore and in the water.
The river was unobstructed, but the small boat did not move. It and another small boat that came out of the river stood on both sides, responsible for inspecting the ships entering the city.
"Where did it come from?"
"From Kitazawa."
"What does Lai Bowen do?"
"Mr. Business, look, we have a lot of fruit in the back."
"After you get there, ask someone to measure the draft. When you leave the city, you will pay tax based on the weight of the goods... Do you think I need to explain more?"
"No, no, sir. We all understand. We heard about it before we came here."
"Hurry up...next one!"
The review method was very primitive, so the fleet was not very efficient. Hitzfeld watched all this from the shuttle boat, lowered the curtains and said, "They are finally acting like human beings."
Most people in Sara have identity records, and you need to show your identity when buying a train ticket. The entry inspection here is definitely more inadequate than Sara, but it is much better than Senling City anyway.
She never wanted to go to that kind of city again as long as you paid the entrance fee and didn't care where you came from.
"Is it okay for us to just reveal our identities?" Ma Kai sat in the corner of the cabin, rubbing his arms vigorously with his hands.
"What I mean is... the Death Party is not without manpower here... if they find us through our identities... then..."
"What should we do?" Eugenie said to him angrily, "Get stuck at the entrance to the city? Arouse suspicion from others right from the start? I think you think you are dying too slowly."
Just then, it was their turn to go through the gate.
"Stop!" A water policeman wearing a brown peaked cap raised his hand to stop the boat and looked at Russell at the bow.
This man is very tall.
This is his first impression.
The man was wearing a leather windbreaker, had a slender figure and an elegant temperament. He could tell other people at a glance whether they were farmers, vendors, fishermen or marine police, but he couldn't figure this man out.
The door of the cabin was tactfully opened in advance. There were about five or six people sitting inside. He noticed that three of them were women. His appearance was not very clear, but they should be good looking.
This combination is really strange, and they don't seem to have any luggage or cargo.
"Where did it come from?" he could only ask first.
"Kirk," Russell replied.
The water police's eyes widened.
Kerg?
He considered many possible answers, but Kerg was the last one he thought of.
The reason is very simple. The waterway from the royal capital Kerge to here is very steep and rugged. There are even three super waterfalls. Normal people would not choose the waterway from Kerge. They all take the train.
At this moment, Russell raised his hand a little, allowing the water police to see a green ID card hidden in his sleeve.
In the blur, the letters "Third Intelligence Bureau" were clearly visible. The Marine Police had just suffered two losses and then a big bomb, and their heads were already dizzy.
This was exactly the effect Russell wanted. He moved his lips and looked normal, pretending to talk to the water police, but what he actually said was completely different.
"We were ordered to come here from Kerge to investigate a case," he said seriously. "The Third Intelligence Agency has records of our actions. If you don't believe me, you can check it out."
"I...I believe it!" The water police nodded rapidly and quickly waved his hand to signal for them to pass.
He had to believe it, because even the Necromancers didn't dare to impersonate those spies.
The Deathly Hallows are rampant, but they also know that certain forces need to be balanced. They have an unspoken understanding with the nobles and the royal family. Spies are the royal family's forbidden fruit.
What's more, he had met the man from the third game once a few years ago, and the other party's ID was also green, the same as the one he saw just now.
As for the verification the other party mentioned... just kidding, he was just a small policeman and didn't want to get involved in the case the other party was investigating.
Watching the shuttle boat enter the river and slowly disappear around the corner, the water police took off his hat and wiped the sweat off his face.
He remembered that the senior who introduced him to the industry said that the most taboo thing in this line of work is to get involved in cases handled by spies, because the things they deal with are not very clean and are not something ordinary people are qualified to see.
"Just pretend you haven't seen them..."
The water police muttered and forced himself to cheer up.
"To celebrate my cleverness in getting rid of another trouble, you can go to Madam Jasmine's and have a few more drinks tonight."
At the same time, the group of people who successfully entered the city also breathed a sigh of relief.
This was their plan - to sneak in first. It would take time for the Necromancers to conduct a detailed investigation, and by that time they might have already taken the train to Kerg.
"If all goes well, we will stay in Berwyn County for two days."
Xia Yibing spoke up to break the silence and looked at Moore and Eugenie at the same time.
"You two, it's up to you from now on."
There are two main things in Lai Bowen County. One is that Eugenie plans to contact the Hot Spring Territory and seek help from the confidants of the Deka family who are loyal to Carloni; the other is that Old Moore wants to find his relatives.
His relative is also a time dragon, and he might know the secret of the Dragon Guard family's civil war. These two things are typical of "as long as it can be successful, it doesn't take any time, and if it can't be successful, it's useless to wait for a year", so when planning at the beginning, only two days were considered.
"I know this place well," Eugenie suggested.
"I don't trust the people in the third bureau anymore...but there are a few friends here I can still talk to. I plan to act alone for a while."
Naturally, this idea was opposed by Jerry, because Eugenie did not intend to take her with him this time, but wanted her to act with the team.
The young couple rolled to the stern to talk in private again. The others looked at Moore-Sally, who nodded immediately: "You can go to my brother first..."
"Hey guys..." Ma Kai was tapping his toes, "Can you find a place... to put me down for the time being?"
It would have been fine if he didn't say anything, but as soon as he opened his mouth, everyone else burst into laughter.
He noticed that even Hitzfeld, who didn't like to laugh, grinned... the atmosphere in the cabin was really cheerful.
"You saw all our actions in Senling City and listened to our next course of action."
In the end, it was Sixus who ended with a sneer.
"You're not naive enough to think we'll let you go like this, are you?"
Ma Kai suddenly became depressed.
He followed them ashore dejectedly, followed them into the restaurant, and randomly found a mid-range hotel to stay in. When he came out at noon, he had figured it out.
On the surface, he seemed no longer troubled.
"Keep an eye on him, I think he wants to run away..."
Hitzfeld secretly reminded the others, and Russell nodded to show that he understood.
Eugenie had left alone. They took the boat and followed the old Moore's instructions all the way to the west of the city. They felt that the streets on both sides were gradually becoming prosperous.
It's basically the wealthy area.
"My brother, Wright-Sally, is a wealthy businessman here. He used his identity as a businessman to cover up the truth."
On the way, Moore was still introducing them.
"It's the mansion in front."
"Stop there for a minute. I'll go knock on the door."
The boat stopped at the iron gate, and through the gap, one could see a river vaguely leading to the main house.
The architectural layout of Berwynshire is truly romantic.
Hitzfeld sighed inwardly.
At least Venice can't compare to it.
Just at this moment, she heard a scolding coming from the bow of the ship.
"The master said there are no relatives!"
"What? But I—"
"If I say no, then I mean no!"
"Are you guys leaving or not? If you don't leave, I'm going to call the police!"
Chapter 5 Blood House in k
When Moore returned to the cabin, Russell was discussing with Xia Yibing whether to go to the train station in advance to buy tickets for two days later.
Xia Yibing thought this was necessary, because according to her understanding, there were only two trains from Berwyn County to Kerg, and it was hard to say how many people would rush to buy tickets at that time, so it was naturally safer to buy them in advance.
Russell told her seriously that if they couldn't squeeze past those opportunists, they might not be able to get on the bus even if they bought tickets.
Hitzfeld couldn't help laughing as he listened nearby, and was reminded of the old train stations of the old times, where many people would squeeze onto the train first and then choose to buy their tickets.
Yes, Talignan is much more backward than Sara, and it is impossible to expect the locals to be well educated.
"Just go buy it when I tell you to!" But Xia Yibing still insisted, "Do we still need to be afraid of those hooligans? Ha... Whoever dares to occupy our carriage will be given peanuts to eat!"
"Then at least we should wait until Mr. Sally finishes his work." Russell spread out his left hand towards Moore who was walking back, looked at him and said, "What's wrong? That expression..."
Old Moore looked dejected, and even someone like Mackay could see that he had messed up.
"I don't know..." He shook his head and said, "It was not like this the last time I came here and the time before that. He didn't recognize me... and he was planning to completely get rid of his identity."
He described the experience of being rudely scolded by the servant, and still found it incredible: "My brother Wright-Sally is a good man. If there are only ten good people left in the world, he must be one of them. Although he is a wealthy businessman, he always uses most of his profits to help refugees. If you don't believe me, you can go and ask around locally."
"It sounds like something must have happened in between." Xia Yibing commented, "Otherwise a person shouldn't have such a contrast."
"Have you made an enemy of him?" Jerry guessed.
She was basically unable to help with anything while staying in the team, but she remembered that Eugenie had told her that she could make more suggestions and use her imagination, so she mustered up the courage to speak up at this moment.
"Impossible!" Moore shook his head frantically. "We have a very good relationship! Before we left home, we were the best friends of our generation. We even went to steal horse manure together."
"Mr. Russell," Hitzfeld suddenly interrupted, "If possible, pull the boat to the side of the street. I'd like to ask about the reputation of Wright-Sally in the area."
"...No problem." Since it was her suggestion, Russell had no reason to refuse. He asked one more question: "What is the nature of the gathering group...?"
“It’s best to have both rich and poor.”
