The red moon returns

Chapter 89 Rhine Railway Station

May 1399, 5, 19 o'clock.

Lynch got up early and ran out of Apartment 221 dressed lightly.

The task of taking little Martha out will have to wait until the morning, and the strengthening plan cannot be easily disrupted.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers. The Grant Screw Factory was maliciously attacked by unknown persons and many managers died. The Office of Order decisively attacked to resolve the crisis as quickly as possible and resume normal production as soon as possible."

The city has woken up, and there are already many people walking on the street. Newsboys are running around the city waving new newspapers. In Charles Square, Mrs. Scott's van has not yet appeared, but Lynch is not in a hurry and mentions it. With a cane, I jogged all the way to the Police Officers Club next to the Hall of Order and found the coach I had made an appointment with yesterday.

The club was mainly established for police officers of the Department of Order. In order to facilitate police officers to train before going to work, the club opens earlier than private clubs. There are coaches on duty at seven o'clock. The fee of one shilling an hour is not cheap. , but in Lynch's opinion, it is better than losing one's life due to lack of combat power, and the money that should be spent must not be saved.

After starting to receive professional guidance, Lin Qi realized that his previous thoughts were wrong. It was just picking up a stick and smashing it, and it was not a fight at all.

In fact, in Rand, a country of gentlemen, due to the popularity of canes, a full set of cane fighting techniques has been developed. It is a complex weapon fighting technique that combines short sticks, rapiers, daggers, hooks and even long whips. Although Lynch I don’t know why a weird weapon like a long whip was mixed in, but in line with the principle of not overdoing one’s skills, Lynch still fully accepted the coach’s training plan.

However, as soon as he picked up his cane, he was laughed at by the coach.

The cheapest birch wood cane I got was too brittle and lacked toughness. It would break easily in daily use, let alone in high-intensity combat. The coach worked hard to sell the fighting canes he sold on consignment, and some even had daggers hidden inside.

The prices are not cheap. A good boxwood fighting cane costs more than four pounds, and one with a hidden dagger costs more than five pounds. As for the yew cane made of the best materials, it costs as high as eight pounds.

Lynch's assets were enough to buy the cheapest boxwood cane, but he ultimately refused.

After all, coaches are ordinary people, and weapons are for ordinary people. Lynch plans to ask Officer Natalie in a few days to see if there are any rare weapons like the Viking's Trial in her hand.

However, it is definitely not cheap. The ordinary ones cost eight pounds. Who knows how much the exotic weapons cost.

Damn it, I’ve made a lot of money, why am I still so poor? Is poverty an inevitable fate on the road to immortality?

[Not the fate of the road to immortality, but your fate, Lynch. 】

‘Thanks, neighbor, your joke is funny, ha, ha. ’

While enduring Ms. Luna's heart-wrenching reminder, Lynch completed his first training with the coach. At this time, he realized that the cat's favor had arrived just in time. The coordination and flexibility of his movements surprised even the professional coaches. Frankly speaking, it is difficult for professionals who have been trained for a long time to perform like this. They are not like a novice at all. It is too easy to train such a person.

However, when Lynch asked if the fee could be halved since it was easy, the coach kicked him out because the class was over.

It was so unfriendly, and there were still thirty seconds left. Lynch felt that he must be taking revenge, but as a generous Rand gentleman, he still didn't care about him.

Although I was very tired from training all morning and spent a lot of money, I was in a really good mood and felt that my ability to save my life had improved a little bit.

It was not past nine o'clock when we returned to Charles Square. The familiar smell of bread had already drifted over. Mrs. Scott was standing behind the bread stall greeting the guests. When she saw Lynch, she immediately handed over the envelope stuffed with five shillings. Come over.

This surprised Lynch. There was no evidence to prove that little Janet was rescued by him. He was already mentally prepared for the old woman to default on her debt. He didn't expect that the old woman was so sensible. Not only did she pay the money, but she also stuffed it. Here comes a loaf of white bread.

After learning that little Janet was recovering well and no longer in a trance. She had gone to school this morning. Lin Qi was completely relieved and returned home with the hot bread in his arms, secretly grabbing a piece of bread on the way. Pop it into your mouth.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but it tastes extra sweet.

Masha in the apartment has been tidied up, wearing a slightly outdated princess dress. This naughty child is still very beautiful when she is not naughty. She has blond hair and blue eyes like a doll. She is waiting in the restaurant with her mother for Lynch to come back and take her. Go out.

Lynch was a little worried. After repeatedly asking Mrs. Maggie to confirm that the person who came was not a plumber but a construction worker, he took Martha and left the house with confidence. The little thing seems to have recovered well and is already able to run and jump. He has been recovering from his injuries at home for a few days. Now he looks full of energy and is running around Lynch, attracting passers-by to turn around from time to time.

No, don't look so warm in your eyes, we are enemies, the kind of sworn enemies.

It's a pity that no one can hear Lin Qi's thoughts, so Lin Qi can only sigh and wave to little Martha. I thought that the little girl was too crazy to play and couldn't be called back, but who knew that as soon as I waved, the little guy ran back consciously, held Lin Qi's hand very accustomed to it, and jumped up and down beside Lin Qi.

Lin Qi suddenly felt a little pity in his heart. He realized that this little guy had probably never experienced such a time since his father's death. His beating had knocked her out of her dependence.

Sighing secretly, Lin Qi didn't break away. He held the little thing's soft little hand and asked intentionally or unintentionally: "Don't you have to go to school today?"

The little girl immediately pouted, looked at Lin Qi resentfully, and said angrily: "Humph, it's not because someone beat me that I couldn't get out of bed. My mother took a few days off for me. Today is the last day, and tomorrow It’s time to go back to class, I really want to rest for a few more days.”

"That's easy. I'll beat you up again so you can have a few more days off."

"I don't want it." The little girl covered her butt and walked around to the other side of Lynch, holding Lynch's hand again. "You are the worst person. Don't hit anyone casually."

"It's okay not to fight, but you have to tell me honestly, what were you doing at the train station?"

"I promised to keep it a secret from everyone. Just don't ask. I have to keep my promise and I can't tell you." The little girl's expression became nervous, and after thinking for a while, she asked, "Isn't this the right thing to do?"

"Well, keeping promises is a virtue. I won't force you to say it. However, the train station is very big. Where exactly are you going?"

"Right at the station entrance, near the station square."

The railway station located in the Cross District is one of the landmark buildings of the Rhine City. It is a strip-shaped building hundreds of meters long, with a two-story building in the middle and two sides like extended wings.

There are dozens of trains coming and going here every day, and countless people and goods flow through.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, the station has already begun a busy day. The huge steam locomotive drags long carriages and drives out in all directions along the railway tracks. Lynch was not surprised that Mrs. Maggie was worried. This environment was still too dangerous for an eight or nine-year-old girl, no matter how smart and precocious she was.

But the little thing knew the road better than Lynch, so he probably came here on his own. She dragged Lynch all the way to the most crowded space at the entrance of the station hall, where several green 'blackboards' were erected.

Um? Lynch reacted immediately.

There is no more private way to contact someone than leaving a message on a public message board in the most crowded environment, but...

He felt that little Martha wanted to run over, so he hurriedly grabbed the little guy, pretended to be nonchalant and looked around to make sure that there was no one looking suspiciously at him, and then he led little Martha to the message board.

As soon as he got close, Lin Qi's heart immediately became nervous.

A faint but hard-to-ignore odor came from around the message board.

The putrid smell of ghouls.

Was it left by the Mayans or the mountain people? Do you want little Martha to leave a message?

Lynch was caught in a dilemma for a moment.

(End of this chapter)