Because the Silver Coin Viper Odel is not a pirate, it is difficult to tell clearly the truth about him. Klein retracted his gaze that looked at the stairs, walked towards the bar, found a seat to sit down, tapped on the table and said:
A cup of Zalha.
This is a locally produced ale, which is much cheaper than the Southwell beer that needs to be shipped from the North Mainland.
3p.The bartender also recovered from the quiet state and picked up an upside-down cup.
Everyone in the bar also began to whisper, and under the illumination of gas wall lamps, they were talking about the reason why Oder, the silver coin poisonous snake, bought ten boat tickets.
He must be being tracked. The three ships have ten tickets, which makes the trackers unable to figure out which one they will board!A gangster who lifted his sleeves and had a tattoo on his arm was commented on his experience of absconding twice.
An adventurer who drank Lie Langqi sneered:
You don't know Odell. If his plan is so simple, he wouldn't have the nickname "Silver Coin Viper".
I bet they won't be on any of the passenger ships represented by those ten tickets!
The only thing that can be confirmed is that they are going to Pulitz Port.
Another adventurer shook his head when he heard this:
Perhaps the information about going to Pulitz Port is also fake.
The previous gang members were stunned and said unyieldingly:
According to your description, Odell may have thought of what you thought of, so he just wanted to go to Pritz Port and got on one of those three ships!
The two adventurers opened their mouths and wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, they felt that there was a big possibility and could not speak for a while.
This made the gang member very happy and drank the remaining spirits in one sip.
Klein held the glass of Zalha, listening bored while drinking, waiting for the fake identity certificate and boat ticket he needed to return.
It will take another three quarters of an hour, hoping that there will be no accidents and not let the bar be in chaos... He prayed silently and drew a crimson moon in his heart.
The light yellow beer was slow down, and Klein looked at the wall clock on the wall and at the door, hoping that time would pass faster.
More than half an hour passed, and the bar door suddenly opened with a clang, and the night wind outside poured in.
No way... Klein twitched slightly, resisting the urge to smile bitterly, turning his head to look at the place where the sound was made.
Five people appeared at the door. The leader was black-haired and brown-eyed, with a deep face, hard lines, and very Lunish characteristics. He was about the age of about 40.
His expression was cold and majestic, which made the bar people quiet again unconsciously.
The three men and one woman behind him were all wearing windbreakers and holding the revolver without any concealment. It seemed that as long as there was a little abnormality, they would instantly aim and shoot.
Don't know Ah, don't have any wanted orders, no bounty... Klein muttered, keeping the audience's posture.
The five intruders suddenly dispersed and came to different drinkers, bent down slightly, looked at them, and asked one after another:
Where is Odel, the ‘Silver Coin Viper’?
The drinkers were hesitating whether to answer when they saw the dark muzzle pointing at them, and the handle made of white ivory or ebony showed a strange beauty under the light.
He, they went to the second floor!The drunkard who was asked pointed at the stairs almost at the same time.
Someone is really tracking Odel Ah, is he trying to deal with the Mysterious Queen or the Silver Coin Viper?
Or, because of the mysterious man next to him who was wearing a hood and eating candy?
Klein took another sip of beer and watched as four of the intruders split up to go to the second floor, while the remaining one stayed in place and continued to ask.
Soon, the latter learned about Odel's situation of buying tickets for Denier, and immediately walked to the thin and black-skinned black market businessman and asked in a deep voice:
Tell me honestly, where did Odel buy tickets?
Denier did not rely on his wide connections to show off his strength, and squeezed out a smile and said:
He did not make it clear that the requirements were ten, which belonged to three different ships, the time was tomorrow, and the destination was Pritz Port.
real?The inquirer is a man in his twenties with a radical style.
Denier responded in a low voice:
You can ask everyone here and they hear it.
Shit!The man pushed Denier angrily, then turned and walked towards another drinker.
Denier stood unsteadily and staggered back. He was about to fall down. The back of his head hit the edge of a small round table. Then he felt more force on his shoulders, and his body immediately returned to balance.
He subconsciously turned his head and saw that it was the customer who had just purchased a fake identity certificate to buy a black ship ticket.
Thank you, these damn military hyenas!Denier thanked first, then gritted his teeth.
It was Klein who supported him. He didn't want any accidents from the ticket seller. After all, he had already paid 5 pounds of cash in advance.
Of course, it is also his habit to use innocent people who are affected.
Military hyena?
In Biyam, this description often represents the target of the MI9 person... Silver Coin Viper What did Odel do?
Klein talked silently, ruled out the possibility that someone would target the Mysterious Queen.
Because to the Ruen military, this makes no sense.
As his thoughts turned, the members of the MIIT Ninth Division on the second floor hurried downstairs, heading straight to the door and saying to their companions:
I've jumped out of the window and ran away long ago!
The group of people came and went in a hurry, and the noise quickly returned to the bar. Only the door that was still shaking slightly showed the uneasiness just now.
Klein finally waited for the fake ID and black ship ticket, so he didn't have to worry about being interrupted accidentally.
After paying the remaining £15 cash, he left the seaweed bar and returned to the average hotel he rented.
John Yold...is this name too easy, right?Before going back to Beckland, you have to get a more authentic proof of identity.Klein looked through the next series of identification documents and threw them into his suitcase.
He took a bath, relaxed, and prepared to leave Baiyam tomorrow and start the last part of the sea voyage of this trip.
Just then, he heard the knock on the door.
Who Ah?Klein quickly took off his bathrobe, put on his clothes and pants, and walked to the door.
Outside were several policemen wearing black uniforms, one of whom seemed to be a Rueen, and the rest were either mixed-race or pure natives.
Is there anything wrong?Klein asked in confusion.
Please show your identification.A mixed-race boy said politely, because the gentleman opposite seemed to be a member of Rue.
Fortunately, I just got a copy, otherwise I would have to go to the police station tonight, or run away on the spot, change my appearance, and come back again... Klein muttered and returned to the room and took out his ID.
The police officer led by Luenren flipped around casually:
Mr. Yord, do you live here alone?
Yes, everyone in the hotel can prove it.Klein replied frankly.
The Lunren police officer smiled and said:
Have you ever seen this person?
He said as he asked the police officer next to him to open a portrait, which was an old man with an extremely thin body and a completely white and messy hair. Apart from these, there were no obvious characteristics.
No.Klein shook his head.
He likes to eat candy.The Lunren police officer added.
Candy... Klein suddenly remembered the mysterious man with a hood next to Odel, who had been eating brown candy with a short interval.
After considering it, Klein said without hiding it:
Maybe I have seen someone who loves to eat candy following Odel's side when I was in the Seaweed Bar.
The Lunren police officer did not hide his disappointed expression, and simply thanked him and ended his inquiry.
It wasn't until they knocked on another room that Klein closed the wooden door and returned to the easy chair.
Odel's incident not only led to the people from the MI9th Division, but also asked the Governor's Office to arrange personnel and conduct a large-scale investigation across the city, not simply... He whispered a few words and decided to go to the gray fog, browse the prayer spots around the scepter of the God of the Sea, and find more information from the prayer of many believers of Byyam, so as not to be inexplicably caught in the vortex due to his wrong response.
Entering the bathroom and coming to the grey mist, Klein waved his hand and let the bone scepter surrounding countless light spots fly out of the pile of debris.
After browsing one by one, he could only confirm that the interrogation just now was not a small matter, and the target was Odel and the mysterious man, but he could not know more.
After thinking about it, he turned his sight to a light spot that was specially marked by divinity.
The mixed-race policeman named Braya, who called himself the sea god, endured humiliation and converted to the Lord of the Storm just to climb higher in the police station.
He is now the Superintendent!
Then, Klein cast the will of the Sea God into the corresponding light spot.
Braya, who was arranging his subordinates to do things in the police station, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly found an excuse, entered the bathroom, and prayed in a low voice:
The great Kavetuva, the great Kavetuva, your believers report to you.
The key person I was looking for tonight was a very thin old man. His hair had all turned white, but it was still dense, but it was very messy. He was afraid of the cold and would wear very thick clothes in Baiyam. He liked to eat candy, just like he was a steam engine and candy was high-quality coal. The above meaning was to find him but not hurt him.
Klein ignored Braya, pulled his thoughts back, tapped his fingers on the edge of the long table and said:
Compared to the portrait, such a description gives me a sense of familiarity.
It seems like I have heard of it somewhere...
For diviners, having a sense of familiarity means clues, so Klein wrote divination sentences and began to ask about his spirituality.
While reciting the sentence silently, he leaned on the back of the chair and used meditation as his pedal to enter a deep sleep.
In the dark dream world, Klein found himself back to Beckland, back to the 15 Minsk Street where he rented.
In front of him was Ian with bright red eyes, and the big boy raised his head and said:
Tulanney von Hermoshuin, the greatest scientist after Rossell the Great, mathematician, mechanic, and the father of the second generation of differential machine.
Suddenly, Klein woke up and understood who the MINI was looking for!
What they were looking for was a great scientist who had a fierce competition between the Ruan military and Intis spy organizations, and many people died!
They are looking for Frankenstein who has been mysteriously missing for many years!
No wonder the General of Blood Intelligence Officer, Old Quinn, will have an improved radio station that is more advanced than Beckland!Klein suddenly realized.
A cup of Zalha.
This is a locally produced ale, which is much cheaper than the Southwell beer that needs to be shipped from the North Mainland.
3p.The bartender also recovered from the quiet state and picked up an upside-down cup.
Everyone in the bar also began to whisper, and under the illumination of gas wall lamps, they were talking about the reason why Oder, the silver coin poisonous snake, bought ten boat tickets.
He must be being tracked. The three ships have ten tickets, which makes the trackers unable to figure out which one they will board!A gangster who lifted his sleeves and had a tattoo on his arm was commented on his experience of absconding twice.
An adventurer who drank Lie Langqi sneered:
You don't know Odell. If his plan is so simple, he wouldn't have the nickname "Silver Coin Viper".
I bet they won't be on any of the passenger ships represented by those ten tickets!
The only thing that can be confirmed is that they are going to Pulitz Port.
Another adventurer shook his head when he heard this:
Perhaps the information about going to Pulitz Port is also fake.
The previous gang members were stunned and said unyieldingly:
According to your description, Odell may have thought of what you thought of, so he just wanted to go to Pritz Port and got on one of those three ships!
The two adventurers opened their mouths and wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, they felt that there was a big possibility and could not speak for a while.
This made the gang member very happy and drank the remaining spirits in one sip.
Klein held the glass of Zalha, listening bored while drinking, waiting for the fake identity certificate and boat ticket he needed to return.
It will take another three quarters of an hour, hoping that there will be no accidents and not let the bar be in chaos... He prayed silently and drew a crimson moon in his heart.
The light yellow beer was slow down, and Klein looked at the wall clock on the wall and at the door, hoping that time would pass faster.
More than half an hour passed, and the bar door suddenly opened with a clang, and the night wind outside poured in.
No way... Klein twitched slightly, resisting the urge to smile bitterly, turning his head to look at the place where the sound was made.
Five people appeared at the door. The leader was black-haired and brown-eyed, with a deep face, hard lines, and very Lunish characteristics. He was about the age of about 40.
His expression was cold and majestic, which made the bar people quiet again unconsciously.
The three men and one woman behind him were all wearing windbreakers and holding the revolver without any concealment. It seemed that as long as there was a little abnormality, they would instantly aim and shoot.
Don't know Ah, don't have any wanted orders, no bounty... Klein muttered, keeping the audience's posture.
The five intruders suddenly dispersed and came to different drinkers, bent down slightly, looked at them, and asked one after another:
Where is Odel, the ‘Silver Coin Viper’?
The drinkers were hesitating whether to answer when they saw the dark muzzle pointing at them, and the handle made of white ivory or ebony showed a strange beauty under the light.
He, they went to the second floor!The drunkard who was asked pointed at the stairs almost at the same time.
Someone is really tracking Odel Ah, is he trying to deal with the Mysterious Queen or the Silver Coin Viper?
Or, because of the mysterious man next to him who was wearing a hood and eating candy?
Klein took another sip of beer and watched as four of the intruders split up to go to the second floor, while the remaining one stayed in place and continued to ask.
Soon, the latter learned about Odel's situation of buying tickets for Denier, and immediately walked to the thin and black-skinned black market businessman and asked in a deep voice:
Tell me honestly, where did Odel buy tickets?
Denier did not rely on his wide connections to show off his strength, and squeezed out a smile and said:
He did not make it clear that the requirements were ten, which belonged to three different ships, the time was tomorrow, and the destination was Pritz Port.
real?The inquirer is a man in his twenties with a radical style.
Denier responded in a low voice:
You can ask everyone here and they hear it.
Shit!The man pushed Denier angrily, then turned and walked towards another drinker.
Denier stood unsteadily and staggered back. He was about to fall down. The back of his head hit the edge of a small round table. Then he felt more force on his shoulders, and his body immediately returned to balance.
He subconsciously turned his head and saw that it was the customer who had just purchased a fake identity certificate to buy a black ship ticket.
Thank you, these damn military hyenas!Denier thanked first, then gritted his teeth.
It was Klein who supported him. He didn't want any accidents from the ticket seller. After all, he had already paid 5 pounds of cash in advance.
Of course, it is also his habit to use innocent people who are affected.
Military hyena?
In Biyam, this description often represents the target of the MI9 person... Silver Coin Viper What did Odel do?
Klein talked silently, ruled out the possibility that someone would target the Mysterious Queen.
Because to the Ruen military, this makes no sense.
As his thoughts turned, the members of the MIIT Ninth Division on the second floor hurried downstairs, heading straight to the door and saying to their companions:
I've jumped out of the window and ran away long ago!
The group of people came and went in a hurry, and the noise quickly returned to the bar. Only the door that was still shaking slightly showed the uneasiness just now.
Klein finally waited for the fake ID and black ship ticket, so he didn't have to worry about being interrupted accidentally.
After paying the remaining £15 cash, he left the seaweed bar and returned to the average hotel he rented.
John Yold...is this name too easy, right?Before going back to Beckland, you have to get a more authentic proof of identity.Klein looked through the next series of identification documents and threw them into his suitcase.
He took a bath, relaxed, and prepared to leave Baiyam tomorrow and start the last part of the sea voyage of this trip.
Just then, he heard the knock on the door.
Who Ah?Klein quickly took off his bathrobe, put on his clothes and pants, and walked to the door.
Outside were several policemen wearing black uniforms, one of whom seemed to be a Rueen, and the rest were either mixed-race or pure natives.
Is there anything wrong?Klein asked in confusion.
Please show your identification.A mixed-race boy said politely, because the gentleman opposite seemed to be a member of Rue.
Fortunately, I just got a copy, otherwise I would have to go to the police station tonight, or run away on the spot, change my appearance, and come back again... Klein muttered and returned to the room and took out his ID.
The police officer led by Luenren flipped around casually:
Mr. Yord, do you live here alone?
Yes, everyone in the hotel can prove it.Klein replied frankly.
The Lunren police officer smiled and said:
Have you ever seen this person?
He said as he asked the police officer next to him to open a portrait, which was an old man with an extremely thin body and a completely white and messy hair. Apart from these, there were no obvious characteristics.
No.Klein shook his head.
He likes to eat candy.The Lunren police officer added.
Candy... Klein suddenly remembered the mysterious man with a hood next to Odel, who had been eating brown candy with a short interval.
After considering it, Klein said without hiding it:
Maybe I have seen someone who loves to eat candy following Odel's side when I was in the Seaweed Bar.
The Lunren police officer did not hide his disappointed expression, and simply thanked him and ended his inquiry.
It wasn't until they knocked on another room that Klein closed the wooden door and returned to the easy chair.
Odel's incident not only led to the people from the MI9th Division, but also asked the Governor's Office to arrange personnel and conduct a large-scale investigation across the city, not simply... He whispered a few words and decided to go to the gray fog, browse the prayer spots around the scepter of the God of the Sea, and find more information from the prayer of many believers of Byyam, so as not to be inexplicably caught in the vortex due to his wrong response.
Entering the bathroom and coming to the grey mist, Klein waved his hand and let the bone scepter surrounding countless light spots fly out of the pile of debris.
After browsing one by one, he could only confirm that the interrogation just now was not a small matter, and the target was Odel and the mysterious man, but he could not know more.
After thinking about it, he turned his sight to a light spot that was specially marked by divinity.
The mixed-race policeman named Braya, who called himself the sea god, endured humiliation and converted to the Lord of the Storm just to climb higher in the police station.
He is now the Superintendent!
Then, Klein cast the will of the Sea God into the corresponding light spot.
Braya, who was arranging his subordinates to do things in the police station, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly found an excuse, entered the bathroom, and prayed in a low voice:
The great Kavetuva, the great Kavetuva, your believers report to you.
The key person I was looking for tonight was a very thin old man. His hair had all turned white, but it was still dense, but it was very messy. He was afraid of the cold and would wear very thick clothes in Baiyam. He liked to eat candy, just like he was a steam engine and candy was high-quality coal. The above meaning was to find him but not hurt him.
Klein ignored Braya, pulled his thoughts back, tapped his fingers on the edge of the long table and said:
Compared to the portrait, such a description gives me a sense of familiarity.
It seems like I have heard of it somewhere...
For diviners, having a sense of familiarity means clues, so Klein wrote divination sentences and began to ask about his spirituality.
While reciting the sentence silently, he leaned on the back of the chair and used meditation as his pedal to enter a deep sleep.
In the dark dream world, Klein found himself back to Beckland, back to the 15 Minsk Street where he rented.
In front of him was Ian with bright red eyes, and the big boy raised his head and said:
Tulanney von Hermoshuin, the greatest scientist after Rossell the Great, mathematician, mechanic, and the father of the second generation of differential machine.
Suddenly, Klein woke up and understood who the MINI was looking for!
What they were looking for was a great scientist who had a fierce competition between the Ruan military and Intis spy organizations, and many people died!
They are looking for Frankenstein who has been mysteriously missing for many years!
No wonder the General of Blood Intelligence Officer, Old Quinn, will have an improved radio station that is more advanced than Beckland!Klein suddenly realized.
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