Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 150 Search
"My lord, I really don't know what that guy did." The man looked up in horror at the iron man who rushed into the house with a group of soldiers, and couldn't figure out what big trouble he was involved in.

On weekdays, the city guards, who were called brothers and sisters, hid behind the two soldiers, their eyes fixed on the floor, and they didn't have any intention of helping out with the silver coins stuffed every month, and even shrank back, for fear of getting involved in the slightest.

He usually makes a living that is not so compliant, and has a variety of talents under him. He is involved in the transfer of small amounts of personal property, the collection of security fees for fixed berths, and the technology of special dice lead metal irrigation. The scope and flow of development have a small reputation in the industry.But I have always positioned myself clearly and managed well, so why not put on such a big scene to catch him, right?
However, the fact is that when someone came to tell him that the atmosphere on the street was wrong and he had to avoid the limelight, someone kicked his door open behind him.It was still a big silver foot equipped with greaves and ankle armor, kicking all the swear words he was about to blurt back into his stomach.

The group beat him up as soon as they entered, followed by inexplicable interrogations about a lead-dice victim.

Poor God, he just asked his subordinates to close the door twice, thinking that the guy had a decent job as a servant, and he could pay back part of it no matter what. Before he did anything, he was pushed to the ground when the incident happened.

"Did you force him to do this?"

What did he do?The man lying on the ground only wanted to know this now, but the other party seemed to acquiesce that he had something to do with it, and had no intention of explaining it at all.

"I really don't know! My lord, why don't you check the account! It's under the floor in the corner." The sword was resting on his neck, and there was no pain anywhere in his body.

This time I really want to cry but have no tears. I can't find the direction even if I try to fool an answer.Fortunately, he still has a bit of talent. Literacy and bookkeeping are the basic professional quality requirements for debt collection.

"Maybe changing the place will make it easier for you to remember, go to the prison and think about it." The obedience of the person in front of him made Diego more and more anxious, and he waved his hands impatiently, and immediately a soldier stepped forward to take another unlucky guy away .

He could see that the head of a dynamic social group with some reputation in the neighborhood really didn't know anything about it.

But who cares?This guy was just one of a large number of people affected by the incident, and he was essentially similar to him, the director of security at Rivers University.

At Rivers University, which is equivalent to half of the backyard of Fort Westminster, the guests invited to the important banquet disappeared out of thin air, and the suspect also disappeared.

About the same, someone broke into the Duke's backyard and took away the Duke's guests. Considering that person is not very patient, he had better make some achievements before the thunder's wrath fell, otherwise his end may not be as good as How much better is the "result" that has just been dragged away.

It must be said that this is not an easy task. Most of the people participating in the banquet have another layer of identities that can be passed on, and they do not hesitate to contribute to issues involving their own safety.

Now the armed forces in the city are like hounds out of the cage, biting anyone they see, basically all those who are related to that damned servant are caught, neighbors, relatives, and good friends.

But this couldn't help him, the person who can get the job of the university's security director is not bad at his brains.Diego took a slap on the thigh, developed reverse thinking, wouldn't it be okay to find negative related people who have a bad relationship?
As it turns out, this constructive angle makes sense, and given the notoriety the leader of Social Dynamics really has, it's easy to snag him for sending people to collect his gambling debts.

"Oh, I've caught one." Knight Diego took off his helmet, still frowning, and took over the account book that the subordinate found from the corner and flipped through it casually.

It's not enough to just catch one, and filling in his subordinates by the way is just to prove that he didn't do nothing, and if he wants to make up for his mistakes, he has to make some more meaningful results.

According to the news disclosed by those colleagues who are directly under the duke's transfer, things have already begun to take shape.With his ability, he is not expected to play a key role. Otherwise, why didn't he choose to stay in Westminster like Martin did back then?

Thinking of this, Diego sighed again, feeling deeply that the future was bleak, and swiped back from time to time to look at the followers and soldiers who scattered coins on the table, "It's yours, hurry up, we'll leave in a while."

Everyone cheered and praised the knight's generosity, and they gathered around the table to be distributed by Diego's followers.Diego was not very interested in this, and walked to the door with the ledger in his hand to read it, leaving space for his subordinates.

As a quick-witted person, Diego's grades in knight training were mediocre, but his grades in the minor courses of literacy and simple accounting calculations were really good. This was to prepare them for management when they had their own fiefdoms. Unfortunately, it was not counted as ability. in the evaluation.

But perhaps because he has been at Rivers University for a long time, he has always felt that reading and writing is a very important skill, and it comes in handy at times like this.

The quality of the education received by the owner of this account book is worrying, the vocabulary is poor, and many places are replaced by self-created symbols with simple pens, but the writing attitude is still serious, and reading at the level of Diego Cavaliers is overkill.

He turned a few pages, and the content was lacklustre, and the narrative was not very clear, enough to convict but not enough to figure out what was done.

This is not what Diego wants. He wants to look for the transactions inside to see if there is any content that can be explained as related to the current incident. If he can’t explain it, he can arrest someone and explain it forcibly. It’s not a good bird anyway. .

This gang controls the pickpockets in a street, extorts money, opens a small black casino privately, controls the winning and losing through some inferior means to make people owe a large amount of debt, and then lends money to squeeze out the last bit of oil and water.

They don't mind taking any form of collateral, including metal, real estate, or even people, when the other party can't pay.

"It should go to hell." Diego cursed, and kicked the tied culprit hard. The pointed boots on the toe guard were no less effective than an awl, and the pain caused him to roll around a few times.

Diego had heard that such things that would hurt the Duke's face would happen in the city, but he didn't expect it to be so rampant.In the past year alone, they have detained eight or nine people. According to the seemingly low but high interest rate, it is impossible to redeem them after a rough calculation.

But he didn't see those people here, not a single one.

It is also reasonable, the gang cannot keep useless people for a long time, and there is nothing useful in the business. The most normal choice is to resell them and turn them into real benefits.

The clinking of coins in the house gradually subsided, and Diego almost lost his patience, speeding up the browsing, looking for those buyers.

It can be seen that few people dare to do this kind of business in Westminster. The first two last year were sold after a few pages.This made Diego a little confused. According to this speed, the remaining people should still be here.

In the last few pages of the record, roughly this year, he found out why the same buyer took at least six people one after another.

For such a large transaction, the buyer only got a very simple single representative letter, or symbol, in the account book.

[a circle]

"Who is this?" The ledger was spread out in front of the leader, and Diego pointed to the sticky circle to find the next target.Personally, he thought this buyer would be a good fit on his list of accomplishments.

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Searching for the mouse ants hiding in the dark corners is often inevitable to set foot in a place that will damage the dignity of the knight. Diego has long been mentally prepared for this, but he never thought that there would be such a deserted area not far outside the city. A place where all traces of human creations are found.

According to what his captives said, what they were looking for was a wild ferry hidden here, which was controlled by the buyer who was only represented by a circle, to deal with business and tax avoidance that were inconvenient to pass through normal ports.

Leaving from the main road and turning into a side road where the grass is overgrown and the ground is almost hard to see, the man bound by the rope led the team forward, and the other end was firmly held in the hands of the subordinates, and they went around a few times.

Based on their intuition of direction, they probably came to a miscellaneous forest near the river.Far away from the development direction of cities and villages, on the hard-to-cultivate land that no one has ever thought of using, some trees that have been blessed by the river's water source are growing like crazy, retaining the disorderly and luxuriant appearance that nature should have.

Unlike the straight and tall oaks cultivated in the university, the species and shapes of the trees here can be said to be disgusting, as if specially disturbed and confused branches grow vigorously above the head, and the shadows of the trees covering the sky and the sun are overwhelming. The soft and bent trunks of those bad woods fall into a situation that can be like a weed.

In fact, this is indeed the case. They were repeatedly blocked by slanting logs on the way they passed.These tree corpses, like the top-covered branches and leaves, decayed in the ground long ago, turning into nutrients for the tall grass, and colorful fungi burst out from the damp-dampened wood cracks.

Diego carefully stepped over these tall grass-buried wooden barriers, inevitably attracted by the mushrooms.

Of course, people who grew up in the local area have seen these things that enrich the dining table, but they grow here so vigorously that it is amazing, like the exaggerated flower arrangement art that some nobles love, but it is made of brightly colored fungi. Classes replaced flowers, clustered together.

The colorful and rich umbrella flowers, imbricate tiles, and spherical bead-shaped varieties grow out of the open and sunken defects on the fallen trunks, and the squishy and mushy fungus covers a large piece of green and black wood veneer.

The thriving vitality on dead plants is so gorgeous that it is almost erosive, like the product of some kind of moldy cheese crossed with jewelry.

A servant stepped on a dead log in a daze.With a slight crashing sound, his foot sank completely, and found that the inside was actually completely hollowed out and occupied by fungi.

The strange touch of the crushed canopy fragments and the sliding fungus on the wall made him pull his feet out immediately, as strange as stepping into a carrion that was still alive.

As they went deeper into the woods and approached the wild crossing, this situation became more and more obvious. Even on the trees that were still standing, they would accidentally touch a cluster of wet and greasy canopies, and they doubted themselves every time they set foot. Stepped on the soft things.

The clumps of plants still obscure their sight, and the guides also need to stop frequently to distinguish the route.The subordinate who was leading him pinched his nose, suppressed a sneeze with difficulty, and whispered uncertainly, "Do you guys smell a smell that seems to be dust?"

Diego took a deep breath and made a silent gesture, "No, whisper..."

"clang!"

The piercing sound of metal colliding and scraping sounded between them, and the vibration in the waist and abdomen broke up the second half of the knight's sentence. into the grass.

If it wasn't for his hallucinations due to his long and comfortable life, the thing that stayed in his vision for a moment seemed to be...an arrow?

"Enemy attack!"

(End of this chapter)