Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

In addition, the town is xenophobic, and if something is poisoned, it will be difficult to find support. In this group of people's territory, they can treat outsiders with impunity.

There are too many people missing in the wilderness. It’s no big deal if one or two people go missing occasionally, and no one would want to look for them.

Therefore, when the girl asked her if she wanted some drinks or food, she immediately refused, and she didn't even dare to buy anything from the convenience store on the street.

If you are not more vigilant when you are out, accidents will happen.

The girl from Liberi did not notice her vigilance, but instead kept trying to persuade her.

"But, Miss, the food in this store is really delicious. The manager's cooking skills are superb, better than those in other stores. She is pretty and gentle. Are you sure you don't want to order some?"

"Really. I just ate at home and I'm not hungry now. Besides, I brought my own mineral water."

There is a buckle next to the shoulder bag, which is just big enough to hold a bottle of water. Unfortunately, the bottle of water is only one sip left and will soon be gone. If you want to talk, you must prepare some drinks to avoid dry mouth.

Feng Qingyu regretted that he only brought half a bottle of water with him to save trouble. Now it was not enough for him to drink.

You definitely can’t buy anything from the shops in town, because no one knows if there might be strange things in them, like poison or strange medicine.

The guests at the next table were feasting on their food, drinking as much wine and drinks as they wanted, which was quite uncomfortable to watch.

"It's a stranger. She should be the young lady from Londinium, right?"

There was a soft voice behind me.

The restaurant owner, wearing a black dress, came over with a metal tray. On the tray were two glasses of light blue cold drinks with a few ice cubes floating on top and a slice of freshly cut lemon on the rim of the glass.

A drink with a strong marine flavor, in line with the style of the Algerians.

Feng Qingyu felt that the store manager was from Iberia. The smell on her was similar to that of several Iberian operators in Rhodes Island.

Victoria is a fairly inclusive country, so it's not surprising that there are Iberians there.

The drink in the glass is probably a cocktail made with lemon juice, sea salt and some sake. It is light and should taste good.

It would be fine if it was a bar somewhere else, but in this small town where the eerie and gloomy atmosphere is everywhere, your own life is more important.

Her love for life made her reject everything offered by the people in the small town.

"Sorry, I don't drink."

He habitually took out cigarettes and lighters from his pocket, but was stopped by the store manager. Feng Qingyu almost forgot that there was a notice outside.

"Miss, smoking is prohibited here. Please go outside if you want to smoke."

"Excuse me."

She smiled awkwardly, immediately put the thing back, and licked her dry lips unconsciously with the tip of her tongue.

The azure blue lemon flavored wine, as if it had a special magic, completely attracted the eyes. The air in the store was a bit stuffy, and it was indeed a good time to have a drink.

Thoughts battle fiercely in the brain.

The Agorian store manager saw through her thoughts and pointed to the bar.

"If you're worried about the drink I'm giving you, you can make it your own and just pay for a soda."

"it is good."

There's nothing better than being able to drink something you mix yourself.

8. You Guo

He learned the skill of making cocktails while working as a waiter in a bar and performing undercover surveillance missions. Later, he became more and more proficient in it, and he also set up a small bar at home with all the utensils for making drinks.

In order to gain easier access to all the bars, Feng Qingyu took a special bartender's certificate exam. His bartending skills had not been used for a long time, so they might be a little unfamiliar to him. But as long as he got in touch with the tools and materials, he could get back in shape immediately after a little time.

In the isolated wilderness town, the air was extremely hot and humid, and the sky was overcast with clouds, and a rainstorm could come at any time. Whenever a rainstorm came, the temperature would rise abnormally, and only after the rain did the temperature slowly drop.

A coat may be an unnecessary item now, but you'll be thankful when it gets colder later.

There was a dazed waiter behind the bar, who looked like a typical Victorian, and whose ethnicity was the common Philin. Philin looked at her with curiosity, but didn't say anything, and his eyes were friendlier than those guys on the street.

Feng Qingyu greeted the other party and put the appropriate amount of ingredients into the shaker and shook it well. The variety of drinks in the town is limited, and it is definitely not comparable to the bars in the city.

Opened wine and fruit juice cannot be used, just in case. In the end, I chose unopened Victorian cola soda and lemon slices that I cut myself to make lemonade sold in beverage shops on the streets.

It only costs a few bucks, but it can give you multiple times the enjoyment when you are particularly thirsty.

Girls must take care of themselves when they go out alone and not drink alcohol unless they are accompanied by trustworthy friends. However, Feng Qingyu did not dare to trust all those women.

They often do something when they are drunk, such as bushi.

Drinking alcohol can be detrimental, especially when you're with strangers. Homemade drinks don't contain a drop of alcohol, so you can drink them with peace of mind.

Feng Qingyu also forced himself to stay vigilant.

To that fashionable girl from Liberi, to the beautiful Agorian store manager, and to everyone in this town.

After half a cup of drink, my dry throat finally got some relief. The store manager went to another table to write down the customer's order, so he didn't have time to pay attention to the situation here.

It just so happens that these conversations are not suitable for others to hear.

The restaurant was quite noisy, and it was difficult to hear the conversations at other tables. One had to prick up one's ears and concentrate. Feng Qingyu didn't care at all about what other people were talking about. She wanted to ask everything she wanted to ask and leave this uncomfortable place as soon as possible.

At first, she felt that the mansion was empty and creepy, but now she feels that the mansion gives her a sense of security from the inside out. After all, it is her own house.

But here... I really can't praise it.

The girl from Liberi had been waiting for a long time, or rather, she had been holding it in for a long time. She was eager to talk to someone, no matter what the topic was. Feng Qingyu also saw this and wanted to take the opportunity to get some useful information from her.

"Okay, you can speak freely now."

"Thank you, miss. What do you want to know?"

"What happened to the abandoned Brandon Tea Company factory? The factory is not far from Manheim Town. There should be townspeople working there, right?"

"this matter……"

The girl from Liberi looked horrified and looked around.

"Miss, the mayor has forbidden everyone to talk about this matter. If I talk about it here, I will definitely be severely punished."

"It's also true that your grandmother beat me."

Feng Qingyu covered his left shoulder, which was aching slightly.

"Sorry, let me think about it."

The girl was silent for a rare moment. She sipped the sea salt-flavored lemon wine given by the store manager. Her long eyelashes trembled as she narrowed her eyes.

That topic is indeed not suitable for discussion, but banning it is also a bit too much. It's as if one is guilty and worried that others will hurt him if they bring it up.

The Victorian military had no intention of investigating these matters. To them, they were trivial matters, far less important than resisting the invading Deep Pool and the Sarkaz.

In an inconspicuous small town, a few people died in a nearby factory. It really is not a big deal, because workers die from work-related injuries every year. If we have to investigate them one by one, I don't know how much work will be delayed and how much resources will be wasted.

Because of this, some truths are buried in the dust of the factory and never see the light of day.

If the incident at the factory had not affected the operation of his own factory, Feng Qingyu would not have made a special visit to investigate. If the workers were always working in an environment shrouded in a weird atmosphere, they would definitely not be able to concentrate, and the Feng family would still suffer the loss.

Facing the wavering girl, Feng Qingyu began to think of some unusual ways, such as spending money. Money makes the world go round, and it was not difficult to get some information, just by talking.

Money can make people talk in various ways and make the voice they want.

Money must be everything.

"My time is valuable. You don't want to say that I'm going to find someone else."

Feng Qingyu's countermeasure was to take out a Longmen coin with a face value of 200 yuan from his wallet. One hundred yuan might be a little too little, and the girl might not be tempted, so adding a proper amount could increase the success rate.

The girl's eyes were honest, and she immediately cast her gaze on the brand new banknotes. This trick must have worked. People who were not attracted by money would not even look at it.

She was choosing her words carefully.

"Miss...I promised the mayor. Isn't this a bit mean of you?"

"It's business, not despicable. My family has been doing business for generations, and the way businessmen deal with problems is through transactions, which is beneficial to both parties. You need money, and I need information, but it's just a win-win situation. Business is a matter of mutual consent. I neither forced you nor threatened you with other means. Despicable is not a good word to use."

"..."

The girl could not refute and could only remain silent.

Maybe the mayor is a person she respects very much, so it is understandable that she does not want to betray him. There is another place that is very suitable for getting information, but I don't know if there is any in the town.

"Do you have any Youguo here?"

"You Guo?"

Strange words broke into the girl's world for the first time.

"Sorry, I meant, is there any brothel in town?"

"Yes, there is. Miss, are you going?"

"Would you mind telling me where it is? I'm already very tired and don't want to wander around. Consider this two hundred dollars as your guide fee."

"Okay, let's go now?"

"The sooner the better. Let's go if it's convenient."

She finished her drink, paid for the soda, and left the restaurant with the Liberi girl. The girl walked to the door and suddenly stopped.

"My name is Peg, miss."

"Feng Qingyu."

"It's the name of a Yan countryman. Miss, are you from Yan country? I heard that Yan country has a lot of delicious food and beautiful scenery. I have never left Duolun County..."

The girl named Peg started to chatter again. In order to obtain information smoothly, Feng Qingyu had to endure it.

9. Risk

Feng Qingyu's concession made Peg feel relieved.

Although she didn't get more intelligence money, at least she kept her original intention and kept her promise to the mayor. Money was important to her, but she didn't want to lose her dignity and reputation for it.

There was no point in continuing the argument, and Feng Qingyu firmly believed that he would not be able to obtain any useful information by negotiating in the normal way, and it would only be a waste of time.

As a senior inspector of the Longmen Guard Bureau, when one investigation method does not work, he will immediately change his mind to another. The women in the custom shop come into contact with a lot of customers and are well-informed. As long as they are paid, they are more likely to be willing to speak than the girl named Peg.

You can make money without serving customers, the price is to reveal a little information, which is easier than twisting your waist on the customers.

Now is not the time to have fun, and Feng Qingyu is not in the mood to play with a physical therapist.

The strange combination of the problem girl and the outsider continued to attract everyone's attention on the streets of Mannheim. The two of them walked through the old buildings for about ten minutes, getting farther and farther away from the town square.

Red-light districts cannot be located in obvious places; they are hidden in dark alleys.

Such places may not be allowed to be opened openly in the city of Victoria, but this is not the case in remote towns. The government has no control over these places and may not even know that there is a town, nor has it any way of knowing that there are brothels operating.

There was no rule that required a physical therapist when visiting that kind of shop, after all, she wasn't a womanizer.

The alley was dark and damp, and the cracks in the cobblestone road still held water from the afternoon rain. The air was filled with the smell of moss and old houses, which was not particularly pleasant.

A seductively dressed young woman stood at the door of the store, holding a cigarette between her fingers, leaning lazily against the door waiting for business to come.

Feng Qingyu chose between several shops and finally chose a shop with no one standing at the door. The shop was a little different from other shops with employees to attract customers. The name of the shop was engraved on a wooden board, which translated into Yan Guoyu means "linger and forget to return."

"It's quite fitting that I lingered there."

The key to choosing this store is the notice board next to the store name, which states that this store only accepts female customers. Stores that only accept female customers are a little quieter, but the business is also worse. After all, there are more serious women, and patronizing such stores is bound to be criticized.

Therefore, this store also sells groceries and provides one-stop services such as foot washing and massage.

The store manager was a woman in her thirties, but she looked only in her twenties because she was so young. Wolper, with long auburn hair and blue eyes, looked lazy as she knitted in a rocking chair, looking like an old lady in her seventies or eighties.

The fluffy tail hangs down and looks very soft.

Feng Qingyu was a little attracted by the store manager's appearance and looked at him a few more times. The store manager also saw her and Peg, put down the half-finished scarf in his hand, and slowly stood up.

"Does the customer want that kind of service? Or does he want to buy something?"

"Emmm, I have a special plan, but I don't know if it can be implemented."

"Oh? I'd like to hear the details."

The beautiful store manager went to pour tea first, three cups in total. For the sake of his life, Feng Qingyu did not dare to drink, and did not even touch the cup. The so-called new plan refers to the matter of spending money to buy intelligence.

There was no one else in the store, so she went straight to the point and asked the same question she had asked at the Killer Whale Restaurant.

"What happened to the abandoned Brandon Tea Company factory? This is what I am most concerned about now. Miss Peg told me that the mayor forbade you to discuss this matter in private. No matter how much I persuaded her, she was unwilling to tell me. Other townspeople didn't seem to be willing to talk to me, so I had to come here to inquire."

"Interesting, you actually came to ask a prostitute for information. Your hobbies are quite special."