Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

"It's really uncomfortable."

She parked the car in an open space, lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, then pursed her lips and exhaled a string of gray-blue smoke rings like donuts.

Only tobacco can calm the mood quickly.

There is a special parking lot in the town. It is called a parking lot, but it is actually just an empty concrete ground. Crooked lines were painted on the ground with white paint, forming a crooked rectangle. Even the figures drawn by elementary school students with a ruler are more standard than this.

Next to it was a worn wooden board with the words "Parking Lot" written in Victorian. The person watching the parking lot was a short old lady, from the Flint family, with completely white hair, over 70 years old, with a severely hunched back, and only about 1.4 meters tall. Feng Qingyu had to lower his head to look at her.

The clothes she was wearing were also very old, the color on her T-shirt had faded badly, and the print on it was also fragmented. The clogs on her feet also looked quite old, and they might have been worn out at some point.

Frugality is a virtue. Feng Qingyu would not laugh at others for it. In his heart, he gave her a high-sounding title - the chief manager of the Mannheim Town Parking Lot.

The chief administrator stretched out his rough, wrinkled hand and asked her for the parking fee.

"Parking fee is one hundred dollars. Pay or get out."

"..."

Feng Qingyu immediately thought of the phrase "expensive". Just parking the car once only costs twenty or thirty yuan in Yan Country, but this small shabby place dares to charge a hundred yuan. Do they think that the city people are easy to rip off?

It is true that poor and remote areas produce unruly people, she thought.

Otherwise, forget it and find somewhere else. After all, one hundred yuan is really a lot of money. A foot wash in that massage shop costs less than one hundred yuan.

Once people become poor, they will consider how to spend money in the most cost-effective way and will never dare to squander money lavishly again.

Moreover, she didn't trust the people here. If they pried open the car door and trunk while she was investigating, and took out the supplies and car parts inside, she would be left with an empty shell when she returned to the parking lot. She would have nowhere to turn to, and these people would not admit that they had done anything dirty.

The descendants of these evil people who have killed even innocent women and children and have lost their humanity will surely inherit the cruelty of their ancestors in their blood.

Maybe driving here was a bad idea.

Just as she was leaning against the car, feeling depressed and not knowing who to ask to help look after the baby, the manager of the brothel who had drained half of her energy last night passed by carrying a basket of vegetables.

The hand-woven bamboo basket is filled with potatoes, carrots and other vegetables that look very heavy at first glance, and the bamboo basket on the back is filled with seasonings for cooking.

All in all, it's very heavy.

She needed help, and her face almost had a look that said "Come help me".

"Hello again, young lady from the city. If it's convenient, could you give me a ride to take these things home? I won't ask you to help me in vain. As long as you are willing, we can continue what we didn't enjoy last night."

Walper's blue eyes gently expressed her inner desire. If he didn't agree to help her, his heart would be filled with guilt.

At this point, Feng Qingyu had no choice but to help. Even if the person didn't take the initiative to ask, she was willing to help.

"Put the stuff in the back seat. Also, I'm not familiar with the roads in your town. I'd like to ask you to take me to the library later. I need to find some information."

"It is my honor to be of assistance to you, young lady."

The two put the vegetables on the car one after the other. The old woman who had asked for the parking fee was very unhappy and said in a strange tone: "Are you seducing outsiders again? If you bring disaster to the town, I will report you to the mayor, and you will be burned to death in the square."

"Hey……"

It sounded very uncomfortable. Her words, her tone, and the mocking and contemptuous expression all showed the sinister intentions of a villain on her face.

How can you curse someone like this? If this happened in Yan Country, he might have been beaten to death.

Manager Wolper was accustomed to the old woman's words and responded with a distant but polite smile.

"You don't need to worry about it. It is your own ignorance and evil that have brought disaster to this town. You are not even brave enough to face up to the mistakes you made in the past. What qualifications do you have to point fingers at me?"

After saying that, he ignored the other person's resentful look and got into the car.

Feng Qingyu started the car and sped away.

19. Librarian

The store manager does not live in the store, but in a two-story building with a courtyard. Compared with other people's houses around, it actually feels like a mansion.

Houses built with reinforced concrete are definitely sturdier than wooden houses. There is no need to carry basins to collect water and then pour it out on rainy days.

The money for building the house was left by his wife who abandoned him. It is very cheap to build a house in a rural area like this, and there is a lot of money left after the house is built. It is not like in Longmen where every inch of land is worth a lot of money and buying an apartment can easily cost tens of millions.

The yard is spacious and there is a garage next to it.

Feng Qingyu was about to ask if he could borrow a place to park when the store manager offered to borrow the garage. The car door was an old-fashioned roller shutter door that needed to be pulled up manually. The door hinge had not been oiled for a long time and was very noisy.

After a series of harsh noises like iron plates rubbing against dry concrete, the garage door finally opened. There were some miscellaneous items piled inside. The store manager moved them elsewhere to make room for the entire car.

The car we rented was not an ordinary small car, but a large off-road vehicle, which might take up 1.5 times the space of a small car. Fortunately, the garage was large enough that people could walk around the car after parking it.

It's a different story in urban areas. Garages are extremely expensive and you may not be able to afford one.

Currently, the store manager is the only person in the town who has confirmed that he has no bad intentions and will not harm outsiders. The status of the others is still unclear.

"I'll leave the car at your house first. Come and get it when you're done. The storage fee... just take it. No need to pay for the change."

A 100-yuan Longmen coin was handed to the store manager in a serious manner, instead of being stuffed into the business line. That method was too frivolous and not suitable for the current situation.

The smallest denomination in my wallet is only one hundred yuan, no less, and I can't ask for change.

"Thank you, Miss. You are so generous."

"If you have nothing else, leave first. We need to finish this before dark."

"You walk slowly."

The store manager watched her push open the iron gate and leave, then sorted the vegetables she had just bought in the yard.

This time, Feng Qingyu brought a backpack filled with water and food. Although the things were a bit heavy, he would have no complaints once he enjoyed the convenience they brought.

When exploring the wild, people who carry more things are often more comfortable because they lack everything.

In her hand was a simple map given to her by the store manager, and there were road signs on the road. There were more people in the town during the day than at night, and twice as many people were staring at her. Feng Qingyu could even hear those people describing her as a "black-haired, red-eyed evil spirit."

In some uncivilized places, people with special hair and eye colors are indeed prone to be regarded as "children of disaster", and they are exaggeratedly described as ominous omens, and then killed in a brutal way.

Most Victorians had light hair, and very few had black hair. It was hard to see such people in small towns. The people in the towns confined themselves to a small world all day long, so it was hard not to have prejudices against things that could not be explained.

Humans are such creatures that things that cannot be understood and explained easily activate inexplicable defense mechanisms.

She ignored the passers-by who were "staring" at her and followed the map and road signs to a solemn building. The building was located in the northeast corner of the town. Its area was definitely not comparable to the County Library of Victoria County, but only half the size of a student dormitory building.

It was built at great expense by the deceased Leitanian wizard, with the original intention of purchasing books to improve the knowledge reserves of the townspeople. Unfortunately, not many people really wanted to read, and the people here had formed the habit of not being educated. There was no school in the town at that time, and after the library was built, very few people visited it, and it was abandoned not long after.

The books inside were covered with dust and no one cared about them. The place looked like a huge ruin.

In recent years, the Toronto County government seemed to have noticed the existence of such a small town. A school was built in the town. The nearby agricultural and industrial land also needed to be managed, and tourist attractions were developed in the surrounding areas. The town became less closed, and tourists passed by from time to time.

The library was reopened at the beginning of last year, and the Toronto County Library dispatched an administrator to the town to take over the long-abandoned and almost ruined library.

Feng Qingyu heard that the librarian was a beautiful woman in her early twenties. She was cold and quiet, and spent all day buried in books. She looked down on country people and did not have a good relationship with the townspeople.

It is normal for arrogant city people to encounter ignorant and foolish townspeople and create discordant sparks.

The administrator is a city dweller and should be easier to talk to than the townspeople. Maybe he can find out what he wants.

Feng Qingyu approached the door of the library and pushed it open with both hands. The wooden door was several centimeters thick, and he barely pushed it open with all his strength. There was no one in the library, and no tourists were seen.

This is not a particularly luxurious library. Visitors will at most stand at the door to take photos and check in. Few people are interested in what’s inside.

There are not many people who can sit still and read in places like libraries. People nowadays are becoming more and more impetuous.

After graduating from university, Feng Qingyu never went to the library to study seriously again. When he saw the neatly arranged bookshelves and books in the library, he couldn't help but sigh that he had become a part of the fast food culture.

The mysterious librarian has disappeared and no one knows where he is.

She had no choice but to walk around the library and find a book she liked on the bookshelf to pass the time. If she wandered around the library, she might miss the administrator and waste unnecessary time. It was wise to wait at the lending desk on the first floor.

This wait lasted for dozens of minutes.

The waiting time was long. She read a chapter, which was seventy pages long. The book was the famous "Legend of King Dracogael".

There are many differences between the Yan Guo version and the Victoria version. In order to allow primary and secondary school students to grow healthily, the Yan Guo version has been significantly revised and many exciting parts are missing.

King Gale met many women in his life, and had many wonderful stories with these women, including a lot of unspeakable content.

Those unspeakable parts were the focus of deletion. Feng Qingyu was particularly interested in these contents and carefully read the plot in the first chapter where King Gale spent the night with a female student.

She was so absorbed in her reading that she didn't notice someone approaching from behind. The person walked without making any sound, and if she hadn't spoken, she probably wouldn't have noticed until she stretched out her body.

"You're not from this town, why are you in the library?"

"Ah, sorry."

Feng Qingyu was like a student who was caught by his teacher reading some indescribable book, and closed the book guiltily.

What she thought was that we were all adults and there was nothing wrong with watching some interesting content.

The person asking the question was an Elafian woman wearing a black shirt and jeans with half of her shirt tucked into her pants. She had long gray hair, blue eyes, an expressionless face, was between 165 and 170 cm tall, and had a pair of beautiful horns.

The point is, she is also very beautiful, and her outstanding cleavage is much better than that of some old woman with padding.

20. Fork

"Are you here to borrow books from the library? Or do you want to buy a book you like?"

The administrator's voice was as calm as the deep sea of ​​the East Country, with no ripples except for the natural flow.

The voice seemed to be made by a machine, without any emotion, but slightly more gentle and real. That was the only difference from a machine.

It is indeed as the cunning Wolper woman said, she is an iceberg-type beauty who can only be admired from a distance. She can communicate superficially, but she will never talk to anyone about anything related to herself.

It may be difficult to communicate with such people.

"I'm here to look for information."

Feng Qingyu scratched his chin and put the book he had read back to its place.

Borrowing books was obviously unrealistic. She might not have the time to return the books, nor might she remember to do so. The Rhodes Island Library also had a large collection of books, but the operators rarely borrowed them because they were too busy on emergency missions and had no extra energy to read.

Reading requires a lot of concentrated time and requires high concentration. It is better to rest more if you have that time.

Everyone thinks so.

Kal'tsit is one of the people who often hang out in the library, as is Yaye. I don't know who else is there. She is definitely not a diligent student, and her knowledge reserves are pitifully small compared to others.

When I see the books on the bookshelf, I inexplicably feel sad and inferior.

The librarian stared at her as if she were a dead object and sat down behind his desk.

"The database is on the third floor. In addition, I can open the system to search and save you time looking for information. If you don't need it, please help yourself."

Elafia turned on the computer, her eyes no longer lingering on Feng Qingyu, and then she took out a large literary work that was almost ten centimeters thick from the box next to her.

The author is a Leitanian, so the book is in the original Leitanian language.

Literary classics are more difficult to understand than popular literature on the market, and fewer people like to read works like these that are hundreds or thousands of pages long.

This book is often placed in a niche area and few people are interested in it. The last time I saw it was on Kal'tsit's bookshelf.

The title of the book is "Ten Thousand Years of Solitude". It tells the story of love, hatred and vengeance in a large family. There are so many characters that readers are even required to draw a character relationship diagram on a piece of white paper to help them understand, so as to avoid forgetting the characters mentioned earlier as they read further.

Let alone a whole book, Feng Qingyu thought he couldn't even finish reading a single chapter.

She was stunned for a while before she remembered that she wanted to check the newspapers of Mannheim town from 1036 to 1037. This matter was of utmost importance and could not be delayed any further.

So Feng Qingyu told Xiang about the newspaper.

"The newspapers are also on the third floor, but they are all tattered waste paper. I wanted to get rid of them, but the library is the only one left... Go up the stairs on the left and walk straight through the entrance. The section on the far right is what you are looking for."

"Thank you."

After telling her where the old newspapers were, the administrator continued to bury his head in his books, ignoring her completely.

Just like the description of the brothel manager, once he has said what he needs to say, he won't say anything else and will immediately devote 100% of his attention to the books. He is an absolute bookworm.

That doesn’t matter. I already know where the newspaper is, so I can just find it.

She walked around the desk on the first floor and found the staircase on the left. The staircase was a standard Western-style spiral staircase, and she walked very slowly, as she would feel dizzy if she walked too fast.

The books stored on the third floor are very old and are classified as an ancient classics area. Normally, no one would come here unless they are experts, scholars, or teachers.

The shelf on the far right is different from the bookshelf. Each grid is wider and contains newspapers from previous years in the town. Each one is wrapped in a thin protective cover and then clamped with a special metal clip to form a booklet for easy reading.

The newspapers before 1036 and after 1037 were all there, except for the part she was looking for. Someone didn't want people to know what happened during that period, so they deliberately disposed of the newspapers of those two years.

The previous newspapers were not very useful, but there was a lot of space for the Leitanian wizard. One of the articles reported in detail the wizard's experience.

"A mage from the medical department of William University, a high-level institution in Leitania. He is also a skilled pediatrician. At the age of 35, he obtained a double degree in Originium Arts and Medicine from William University. He is also quite proficient in music."

There is no one else around, so reading the text aloud will not have any impact.