The Uncanny: The Knowledgeable Returns From Warhammer

Chapter 33 Black Rose Bar

At first glance, the old apartment room without a separate bathroom looks small and depressing.

It may also be that the owner of the room has not been here for a long time, and has not added new furniture. There is only a wooden bed with a few simple clothes thrown around, and a desk with mottled paint near the window.

At this time, Upton, who was leaning against the door, glanced sideways and said:

"There's no one in the room..."

Ivan nodded, as he had expected before, Tris, who was frightened, did not go home last night.

After a simple search, nothing was found. Upton went downstairs to find ordinary patrolmen to seal off the scene, and sent someone to notify the gap in the heart of the machine in the outskirts. Brenes, who was originally tucked into the pocket of Aiwen's jacket, suddenly stuck out his head and looked around. The men's clothes on the bed let out a strange smile:

"It seems that this guy hasn't become a witch yet!"

"But it should be soon... After killing so many people on the Clover, the Sequence 8 instigator's potion should be almost digested."

Then he turned his head suddenly, and asked in a low voice to Ivan who was looking through the desk drawer: "By the way...you can really understand Roselle's notes?"

Hearing that the movements of Ai Wen's hands paused slightly, he said with a cold face: "Whoever asks this matter will die!"

"Ah?... I won't ask any more." Brenes' face froze, and he quickly shook his head and shrank it back into his pocket.

After a while, there was a rush of running in the corridor, and Upton led the patrolmen back again.

Ivan, who didn't find any special items in the desk drawer, suddenly threw the explosive shotgun in his hand to the other party, and said at the same time:

"Stay here to help protect the scene, interrogate the surrounding residents, wait for other people to come, and see if there is any special means to track Triss."

After nodding while holding the shotgun, Upton asked puzzledly, "What about you?"

He didn't answer the other party's question. He pulled out the revolver under his arm with his backhand, took out all the spiritual bullets inside, and then asked back: "Do you know the most famous bar in Tingen City? The one controlled by the black street rats. "

"Black Rose Bar!"

After thinking for a while, Upton hastily added:
"It's located in Sea Breeze Lane in the dock area, but the situation there is very complicated. There are a lot of sects mixed in all year round. The Razor Gang and the Bloody Hand gang fight every now and then. It's so bad that even the Punishers don't bother to take care of it."

"By the way, why are you asking this?"

"You will know!" Ivan showed a smile on his face. After filling the revolver with dum bullets, he walked towards the door and reminded him: "If you need anything, you can find me there."

After bidding farewell to Upton, he left the old apartment on Lower Iron Cross Street and looked at the streets full of people. Aiwen, who was penniless, could only lament the convenience of the bicycle while walking eastward through the roads. In the gradually bustling streets and alleys, go to the Fire Rose Bar in the dock area.

After about an hour or so, the tidy street gradually became dirty and narrow. From time to time, ragged children flashed past the dark corners with hysterical curses, and the wooden shacks on both sides also seemed to flicker With malicious eyes.

Until the smell of rotting fish, mixed with the sound of heavy "chants" suddenly floated from afar, Ivan, who was strolling in the courtyard, finally saw a dilapidated bar signboard and a slightly thick oak door below.

As far as Iron Cross Street, Upton, who was taking care of the scene in the old apartment, was researching and changing the pumping mechanism of the shotgun with admiration.

Ikanser suddenly appeared at the door with Salier, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that Upton was the only one in the room, and he frowned and asked, "Where did Evan Stimson go?"

Seeing this, Upton stood up from the desk ignorantly, pointed to the east and replied in an uncertain tone:
"He may have gone to the Black Rose Bar..."

"How could you let him run around by himself?"

Thinking of Aiwen, who hit the ground like a bomb, and carried out the task alone without the monitoring of the heart of the machine, Ikanser, who was just about to get angry, suddenly paused.

Then he said earnestly: "You are his partner now, so during the mission, no matter what he does, you must stay close to him, understand?"

"understand!"

Upton nodded as earnestly as a primary school student, and was about to leave immediately, but was suddenly stopped by Ikanser, who added:

"Take the time to take the shotgun in your hand, map out the corresponding structural drawings and hand them over to me."

"Remember to learn more about mechanical technology from Alvin Stimson, and don't let him know about these things... Go!"

"Yes, acting captain!"

After receiving the order again, he greeted Salier, who was still pale, before Upton left quickly.

But Salier, who watched the other party leave, suddenly lost her mind. To be precise, the battle outside "Rupert's Gate" did not cause serious trauma to her, and the rest of the past week or so also made her His body has fully recovered.

But before being held in Evan Stimson's arms, she felt that her body fluids and spirituality were passing away quickly, and her body was so weak that she could not raise the haze of resistance, but it always tortured her spirit.

During this period of time, she has been having nightmares again and again, even if the corresponding ceremony is held, it cannot be completely cured.

Until today's urgent mission, she learned through the acting captain Ikanser that Evan Stimson had become her colleague and received much attention, which was even more difficult for her to accept.

Not knowing how to deal with all this, Sariel sighed secretly with an increasingly heavy heart, and could only temporarily pull herself together and take out the corresponding materials, and began to prepare for the tracking ceremony against Tris.

At the same time, at the entrance of the Black Rose Bar, Ivan raised his hand and rubbed his sore nose, and then, under the gloating gazes from the dark corners on both sides of the street, he slowly stepped forward and pushed open the bullet-marked bar door.

With the dull "squeak" sound of the slightly thick oak door, in the empty hall, except for four or five burly men with thick body hair who are sitting around playing cards, other chairs and benches are neatly placed on the table on, waiting for the arrival of the next carnival.

The door was suddenly pushed open, causing the strong men who were sitting around the table to stop their movements immediately and cast fierce gazes.

"Huh? Are you applying for a job?"

In front of the round table, after noticing Aiwen's thin body and his white clothes after repeated washing, he grinned in surprise, revealing his black front teeth, and stuffed two single cards into the pile .

"Hehe...the visitor is not kind!"

On the opposite side of the table, the one-eyed Walker chuckled and retracted his gaze. He brushed the top of his clean head with one hand and suddenly pressed the half of the cigarette butt directly on the back of his hand where Rotten Teeth hadn't retracted.

After twisting it hard, he smiled at the howling rotten teeth:
"If you make another small move, I'll kick your ass with my leather boot!"

At the same time, Ivan, who was strolling through the hall, ignored the screams from the adjacent table, walked to the bar as if there was no one else there, and said to the bartender who was wiping the cups: "Have a glass of rum, the kind without water !"

"This place is closed, come back at night!"

The bartender at the bar responded without raising his head, but Aiwen just raised his legs undeniably, sat on the high stool in front of the bar, turned his head towards the hall and continued:
"What about them?"

"They are different from you, they are all outlaws..."

The young bartender raised his head slowly while speaking, put the empty wine glass in his hand on the bar counter, glanced at the shabby Ivan with disdain, and warned aloud:

"I advise you not to cause trouble, it's too late to go now!"

In this regard, Ivan shrugged very easily.

"It appears that there has been some misunderstanding about my appearance."

Then he raised his finger to the one-eyed Walker in the hall, and deliberately raised the volume.

"Let's put it this way, I advise you to bring the wine honestly, or I'll unscrew the marinated egg on the table next to you and stuff it into your ass."

"If you think this is just a dispensable ruthless talk, then you can take a big gamble!"

(End of this chapter)