The red moon returns

Chapter 54 The other side of Natalie

May 1399, 5, morning.

The early morning sunshine cannot dispel the burning fog, and the sky is gray. At least one third of the year in Rhine City is like this haze.

There were only a few vendors selling carts in Charles Square. Occasionally, passers-by walked across the square, but groups of young men and women could be seen waiting on the roadside, preparing to go to work in the factories in the gray fog area.

With jingling sounds, several horses with bells hanging on them rushed out of the morning mist with a loud puff of breath. There was a mountain of coal piled in the carriage behind them. The cinders fell to the ground behind them, attracting a few ragged street children. Picking up along the way.

This is what Charles Square looked like in the early morning.

Lynch yawned and closed the window, still a little sleepy.

After the police officer left yesterday, Lynch repeatedly practiced the two newly acquired abilities in the apartment. During this period, he also stimulated individual powers to strengthen himself, until he was completely exhausted and had a splitting headache.

Of course, the new abilities are not developed, but the practice effect is pretty good.

Although the timing of use still needs to be practiced and mastered in actual combat, at least now it can be guaranteed to be used in time every time you want to use it, which is a great improvement.

Thinking about the case of Donnie and Maya, or more specifically the alliance of shadows behind the case, Lynch couldn't sleep after being woken up by the ringing of the coal truck, so he simply got up and got ready to go out.

He was probably running around today. Lynch didn't wear formal clothes. He changed into an ordinary linen shirt and a thin jacket, and put on a peaked cap. He looked in the mirror. Well, apart from being too handsome, he was just a very common Rand. The look of a lower-class young man.

The first floor is very quiet.

After Maggie and Martha returned to their room last night, the gas light stayed on all night, and Lynch didn't even know when it went out. Fortunately, the room had been quiet all the time. Lynch guessed that nothing had happened, so he did not disturb the communication between the mother and daughter. It was all thanks to the pound of white bread he brought back as a gift that he kept him from going hungry last night, but at this time The texture of the unheated white bread is really... hard to describe.

Yesterday he beat his daughter, and he wanted to show off today. He looked at the empty dining table and ran to the bakery in the square that he had visited yesterday. He spent eight pennies to buy a pound of freshly baked bread and a large piece of bread. butter.

When my heart hurts a little, I treat it as condolences to the patient, even though the patient caused it himself.

Lynch left breakfast in the dining room, then packed a few slices of bread and went out.

It was decided to walk to the Scarecrow Club for three pennies of butter.

In fact, he plans to increase the amount of exercise and strengthen his physical fitness from today on, otherwise the mystery and monsters, no matter whether you are a weak detective or not, can't keep holding back Officer Natalie.

So forty minutes later, a sweaty Lynch appeared at the train station.

It's already past eight o'clock in the morning, and there are gradually more and more people near the station. The whistle is sounding, and the machinery is roaring. The city is waking up from its sleep.

Lynch avoided the horse manure that had not been cleaned up on the main road, crossed the station square, bought a cup of coffee at a stall, held his cane, coffee and bread in one hand, and wandered into the Scarecrow Club.

The strong security guard whom I had seen two days ago was still guarding the door. He glanced at Lin Qi. Maybe he still remembered him. He looked at his big bag and small cup. He grinned for some reason and waved his hand to put him in. In the club.

There was almost no one in sight in the small building, and the door of the bar was closed. Lin Qi looked around for a moment and went straight to the stairs.

Third floor, dormitory.

Officer Natalie lives here, and we made an appointment yesterday to come here to find her before noon today.

Only yesterday did Lin Qi find out that the benefits of the Watchmen were so good.

Free staff dormitories, free working meals, and a monthly salary of ten pounds. No wonder those people are drinking, gambling, and playing lizards down there. They all have money and leisure. This kind of extravagant life is the source of all evil. It must be To be severely despised.

The third floor is a straight corridor with apartments on the left and right. The environment is really good, and these warriors who work hard are not treated badly.

There were quite a few people on this floor already active. As soon as Lin Qi came up, he saw an acquaintance, the kind person who bought him a beer that day.

The kind-hearted middle-aged man was standing in the corridor cleaning his pipe. He was stunned when he saw Lynch. Then he showed a strange smile and pointed to the next door: "304, be careful."

How did he know where I was going, and he was smiling so obscenely that I didn’t know what was going on in his mind.

Also, what does it mean to be careful?
  Before he had time to think too much, he had already arrived at door 304, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

However, there was no response from the door. Lynch knocked five or six times but no one answered. It wasn't until he suspected that no one was inside that he heard a burst of heavy footsteps. Then the door was suddenly opened and a deafening roar was heard. .

"Who is it that prevents anyone from sleeping..." The roar suddenly stopped, and the two people looked at each other blankly through the door.

Lynch saw a lady police officer like he had never seen before.

His hair was disheveled, and there were a few marks on his face. He was wearing a pair of plaid cotton pajamas, holding a big fluffy pillow in his arms, his bare feet on the wooden floor, and he was looking at him sleepily.

However, the blurred vision was gradually coming back to consciousness, and the squinted eyes quickly widened. The police officer suddenly let out a scream, and the pillow was swung out with a loud scream, hitting Lin Qi directly in the face. He took two steps backward.

The police officer turned around and ran away. She rushed directly into the back bedroom and slammed the door, leaving Lynch with a pillow on his back.

Damn be careful, will you offend the gods by being clear?

Lin Qi suddenly turned around and glared at the middle-aged man next door. The middle-aged man was already squatting on the ground with his mouth covered and laughing. When he saw Lin Qi staring at him, he immediately covered his stomach and fled back to his apartment and closed the door. Then he burst out laughing while The sound of banging on the door.

I take back my previous comment, you are so kind.

Fortunately, the coffee was not spilled. Lin Qi walked into 304 angrily, put down breakfast, picked up the pillow and hugged it in his arms, and then sat down on the sofa in the living room.

The environment is really great, it is more spacious than Apartment 221, with sofas, a fireplace, and a large wine cabinet with a variety of red wines.

There was actually a large stuffed doll half as tall as a man on the sofa. Lynch easily put down the pillow and held the stuffed doll in his arms.

Lin Qi only felt that today's trip was worthwhile. This serious and conservative woman actually has such a side. She not only stays in bed in the morning, but also likes to hold this thing. She is so girlish, hahahaha, the smell on it is... not good. , I am not a pervert.

In the middle of a cruel psychological struggle, the bedroom door rang. The police officer had already put on her daily men's formal clothes and came out. When she saw her doll being held in Lynch's arms, she immediately grabbed it with a blushing face and threw it into the room. After locking the door in the bedroom, he strode back angrily, picked up a pillow and hit Lynch on the head a few times, then picked up the bread on the coffee table and bit it down, just like biting off a piece of Lynch's flesh. Relieve anger.

"Asshole, why are you here so early? Didn't you mean before noon?"

"Isn't it just before noon?" Lynch handed over the coffee and explained with a smile, "I always feel a little uneasy, so it would be better to go to Donnie's house earlier."

"The key is that people from the Department of Order are still investigating, and I don't know where his home is." Officer Natalie took a sip of coffee and asked in confusion, "What are you worried about?"

"Don't worry about the Rangers' actions. The more I thought about it last night, the more strange it became. They shouldn't have appeared."

"It's normal. Donnie died. He died in Bessie's shop. It was a bit strange. The Rangers are also members of the mysterious hunters. They do have the right to participate in the investigation."

"But they shouldn't have taken things away like they were making things difficult for us, because they shouldn't have known we were going. Technically, after destroying the thorn flower the night before yesterday, our investigation was over, and the real culprit was the railway worker. Federation, this is the conclusion announced by the city hall, and we have no reason to continue to follow up.”

Officer Natalie frowned and her face became serious.

"Everyone should think the case is over, but they rush to move everything away as if they knew we were going. It's unreasonable."

"Indeed, it is common practice for the Rangers to target the Watchers, but they shouldn't be able to do this."

"So I'm concerned that there's someone behind it, and that person knows that the Railroad Workers Union is not the real culprit, and we will probably continue to investigate the real culprit."

"Only the real culprit can be sure that what we found is not the real culprit." The police officer sighed, "So you are worried that Speaker Grant is inciting their jealousy?"

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether he provokes or not. What I'm worried about is if there are people behind the instigation, will they continue to create obstacles for us." Lynch smiled bitterly, "You also used the police from the Department of Order to investigate Downey's residence. I'm afraid these actions cannot be hidden from the Rangers. After all, they are a local organization in the Rhineland and have a closer relationship with the police than you. The police don't even need to offend you. They can sabotage our investigation by notifying the Rangers first."

"Hiss, they are all affiliated with the city hall, they must be closer than us." The police officer stuffed the bread into her mouth without any image, drank the coffee in one gulp, hurriedly put on her hat and raised her sword, "We have to be on guard, we Better go check it out first.”

"Don't you still know where it is?"

"They have found the street name, Fox Lane. There are at least more than 300 households and thousands of people living there. It is very difficult to find."

"Huh? There..."

"Yes, it's not far from Villa Street. We can't let them get the first step. Let's go."

"No, I mean I've been there. A red nose took me there. It's a very interesting place."

(End of this chapter)