Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

"learn……"

Feng Qingyu's voice was hoarse, and he was still weak. The negative buff of dry mouth and tongue had a great impact on his body. Ahmoni also anticipated this and took out the mineral water she had prepared in advance from the backpack behind her.

The backpack was confiscated by Mandela and originally belonged to Feng Qingyu.

The thirsty throat was hydrated in time, and the chaotic brain immediately became clear, and she could barely walk even without someone to support her. The physical fitness trained in the Guard Bureau was not for show, and she could see that Ahmoni was almost at her limit.

The two of them sat in silence, moving slowly forward in the underground passage.

Ahmoni was not as dull as Lolo. Feng Qingyu had a few questions in his mind that he had been hesitant to answer. After Ahmoni noticed it, the two of them naturally started talking.

"If you have anything to ask, do it now. We only have ten minutes left to the finish line. You don't want to give up such a good opportunity, right?"

24. Red Dragon's Mission

"I have some questions I want to ask... For example, why did Reed leave Deep Pond? What happened in Hill County... is it related to her? Why did she... ahem... why did she stay in Rhodes Island? How should I... how should I view her?"

The series of speeches made him feel slightly uncomfortable, and violent coughing sounds echoed in the underground infrastructure.

Ahmoni rubbed her back to calm her down, and when she stopped coughing, she answered them one by one in order. It was too cruel to be a riddler in front of a patient, and it was inconsistent with her usual speaking style.

"Since I promised to answer your question, I hope you can listen quietly until I finish answering it."

An ambiguous smile appeared on Filin's face again.

Behind that seemingly friendly but actually cold smile, there was conspiracy and calculation. Ahmoni showed no hostility or aggression to the outside world, maybe she was planning something in her heart.

There are many smiling tigers like her in the Longmen underworld. Such people are good at planning behind the scenes and are 114514 times more powerful than the simple-minded and strong-limbed warriors.

Feng Qingyu didn't like to get along with people who were too shrewd. She knew that she would definitely be plotted against. When Ahmoni's eyes stared at her, she always had the illusion of being licked by a venomous snake, and her back felt cold.

Ahmoni assumed that she could now communicate normally, and used the portable flashlight in her pocket to illuminate the path under her feet, and her pace slowed down a little. The dust danced in the beam of light, just like her footsteps that were as light as dancing.

"First of all, Ravshini's heart has never been in Shenchi's career. Everyone can feel that she is avoiding it."

"escape?"

"She is trying to evade her responsibilities as a descendant of Drak, the ruler of Tara. Anyone in that position will be under tremendous pressure and condemnation. Ravshini seems to lack the ability to withstand strong pressure and is lacking in coping skills."

"I thought she enjoyed hurting other people..."

"Do you think Ravshini is that kind of person?"

"Of course not. Her melancholy temperament can be best described by an idiom: compassion for the world. She always looks at the suffering people on this earth with compassion, as if she is the sinner who brings disaster to others."

"That's why she refuses to face her responsibilities and is unwilling to take the initiative to participate in Shenchi's plan. I'm done."

"That was fast. But I have basically understood it."

After sorting out the thoughts in his mind, Feng Qingyu came to the correct conclusion.

Rhodes Island is Reed's safe haven. Staying there allows her to have more time to avoid the pressure and control from Deep Pool and her sister Abrana, and do more of what she wants to do.

Therefore, she could often be seen in the Rhodes Island database and library. Feng Qingyu had met her when he went to borrow combat records.

Thinking of Wei Cao's pitiful expression, I understood it after meeting Abrana. Living under the pressure of such a person for a long time will cause mental problems.

Even if the person does not physically assault or do anything to hurt him, the mental control exerted is far greater than physical harm.

It’s a bit scary.

Ahmoni did not continue the topic of reeds when walking the last part of the way. The reeds might be nearby, and if she heard anything unpleasant, it would easily remind her of sad things.

"I can only ask you to counsel her more when you have time. It doesn't matter if you don't. You can do the same thing with Ravshini that you did tonight with Mandra. I remember that she also liked the place you used tonight. Doing more physical work can also help improve her mood. Mandra is quite happy tonight. I rarely see her with such a wanton expression."

"I try my best."

The conversation came to an abrupt end. A heavy metal door blocked the end of the corridor. Ahmoni unlocked the door with a key and worked with Feng Qingyu to move it. The metal left a reddish-brown mark on the ground, and fresh air from the outdoors blew in through the crack in the door.

Londinium was still damp after the rain, and the smell of grass, trees and rain almost overwhelmed the smell of engine oil in the passage. Reeds stood under the eaves, and the fire at the end of their tails jumped in the dark, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

She was very tired, and her sadness was growing, adding to her brokenness. Feng Qingyu didn't want to feel pity for her, as pity would only hurt her, so it would be better to comfort her with his body.

Ahmonie seemed to have said just now that Reed likes to use oshiri. It is hard to imagine that such a gentle and elegant Draco beauty has such a wild hobby. It is true that you cannot judge a person by his appearance.

This was the third time Feng Qingyu had come face to face with Wei Cao, the first two times being in Rhodes Island.

She had thought of countless opening lines when she was in the underground passage, but after meeting the man in person, all those words were reduced to just one sentence.

"good evening."

"Good evening. I'm sorry for what Mandela did to you. If I had known she had such thoughts, I should have been in that cafe immediately to stop her..."

It was the first time that Weicao spoke such a long sentence to Feng Qingyu. Feng Qingyu was surprised at first, and then realized that he was talking to him.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. I was careless and didn't notice that guy was following me."

"You two, if you have anything to say, please wait until later. I'm leaving now. See you again someday."

Ahmoni interrupted them and said goodbye in a hurry. Her light green figure disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye. Weicao took Feng Qingyu's backpack and led her to another path in Londinium.

The bumpy ground was filled with rainwater, and Wei Cao's skirt, leather shoes and stockings were all stained with rain. Her slender back looked lonely and frail. If she hadn't been weak, Feng Qingyu would have been embarrassed to ask her to help him carry his backpack.

"Where are we going now?"

"I want to go somewhere, close to Londinium, where there are people who need my help. Some... refugees from Tara who were driven out by the Victorians."

"Let's go then."

Feng Qingyu put the sword on his waist and agreed to her without thinking.

She had nowhere else to go. At least for now she couldn't help with Rhodes Island's plan. It would be better for her to hang out with Reed and do something practical.

"Are you really going to come with me?"

"Yes, I also want to... find the meaning of my existence. I met Abrana, your sister, and she told me that I should fight for the Tara people. I agree with her ideas, but not her actions, so I can't stay in Londinium any longer."

"..."

Weicao didn't respond, but walked silently in front to lead the way.

Two lonely Drakes formed a team and walked through the silent streets like ghosts, leaving the central area of ​​the capital and heading towards Trent County, as if running there was their mission.

25. Red Ridge

"Where are we going?"

Feng Qingyu asked the same question again.

Wei Cao didn't tell them the exact location, just that they had somewhere to go. The two of them were running in the wilderness with drizzling rain. After a while, Feng Qingyu began to lose strength again and had to rest for a while in an abandoned house nearby.

Without transportation or rain gear, she could only walk on a pair of weak legs. Although Wei Cao offered to carry her on his back several times, Feng Qingyu declined.

The two were the same height, but that didn't mean Wei Cao had the strength to carry her. Moreover, it was raining now, and if they both fell onto the muddy grass, they would be in an even more miserable situation than they were now.

If there is no place to take a shower or change clothes, it would be a hellish start.

"We are going to the Stoney Plain near Trent County. There is a small town called Red Ridge, where I have a house. People from Tara live there, and they won't be hostile to us. The house is a bit messy, and... the things there may not be enough. I mean, there is only one quilt."

"I sleep on the sofa."

Feng Qingyu thought it was natural for her to sleep on the sofa.

When she is a guest at someone's house and there are not enough rooms or beds, or it is inconvenient to sleep on the floor, she will take the initiative to ask to sleep on the sofa. The living room has air conditioning, so sleeping on the sofa is not so uncomfortable.

As long as you can lie down, you can sleep on the sofa or on the floor.

"There is no sofa at home. Before... it was a bit of a hindrance, so I gave it to someone else. Now there is no sofa at home, and the floor is not cleaned. Do you really want to sleep on it?"

Weicao's expression and inner feelings were calm, and he didn't mind the fact that he was sleeping in the same bed with a young woman he was not very familiar with.

Does he not mind or does he not care? Feng Qingyu thinks he is more inclined to the latter.

There were so many bad things that gave her a splitting headache, sleeping with a stranger was not worth mentioning.

"You hate sleeping with me?"

"No, no, no, how could that be? I was worried that you didn't like it. Well... I don't sleep well. Besides, there are a lot of rumors about me in Rhodes Island. They say that I like to target pretty female operators because I want to lust after their beauty."

"Before that happens, I will beat you down. I learned fighting and spearmanship from my teacher, and you are no match for me. My flames are stronger than yours, and I will burn you to ashes."

"That's fine. Actually, I'm not as exaggerated as the rumors say."

"I know."

What a safe woman she is. She doesn't worry at all about being tracked or ambushed by the guys from Shen Chi, Feng Qingyu thought.

When the rain subsided and the visibility on the road improved, the two immediately set out on the road to Red Ridge before the weather got worse. The farther they got from Londinium, the harder it was to walk. Their boots were ravaged beyond recognition by the muddy road, and the brown mud stuck to the soles of their boots, leaving a long string of shoe prints on the ground.

The only food for the journey was the compressed biscuits in Feng Qingyu's backpack. Wei Cao didn't comment on the taste of the food while she was eating it, but from her expression, it was clear that she didn't like it very much.

The sky was getting slightly brighter, and the bell tower in the distance rang five times before they left the place called Stoney Plains. The outline of the town appeared among the mountains, and the ancient architectural style brought them back to Victoria hundreds of years ago.

Last time, Tallulah and I went to a small village deep in the Ursus tundra to visit the old Ursus woman. That village was even more dilapidated than this place. Red Ridge Town is an ancient town of considerable size. The facilities in the town are complete. Although it is not as good as the city, it has everything it needs.

In the commercial street of the town, you can even see the outlets for intercity network. This place is not isolated from the world in the mountains, at most it is a remote location, and it has always been connected with Londinium. Some trucks from Londinium will transport things here, and many merchants also come here to purchase raw materials.

All of this content comes from Wei Cao's story.

In the early morning of Red Ridge Town, the townspeople were still fast asleep. No one saw the two Drakes walk into the town, and the night watchman also passed them by.

Wei Cao led Feng Qingyu through the streets of the town. To Feng Qingyu, the combination of these houses with similar appearances made the streets of the town like a maze. After walking for about fifteen minutes, Wei Cao stopped at the door of a three-story building with a roof.

She found the key in her suitcase and opened the rusty iron door.

The hinges, which had not been moved for a long time, made a harsh friction sound. Behind the iron gate was a deserted courtyard, which was no less than the haunted house in Duolun County that Feng Qingyu had seen last time. In the early morning when the sun had not yet risen and the sky was dim, this place also felt like a haunted house.

Feng Qingyu was a warrior who had participated in the official daring contest held by Longmen and won a prize. He lived in a house where a murder had occurred for a week and was not afraid of being haunted by the wronged spirits. He ate well and slept well. With Wei Cao by his side, he could hug her thighs if there was any danger.

Weicao opened the second door, and a gust of dust blew in his face.

A house that has not been lived in for a long time will have a similar smell.

The house had been uninhabited for a long time, so there was no electricity. Weicao walked straight to the table and lit the candlestick. There was still half a candle on the candlestick, and the white candlestick was covered with a little dust and cobwebs. Weicao brushed it off with his hand, took the candlestick and lit the old-fashioned oil lamp and wall lamp.

The living room on the first floor is spacious, with almost no furniture, no sofa or table.

There was almost nothing here. The dust marks left by the large furniture were still there, but the things had long been gone. Feng Qingyu wanted to find a place to sit, but after searching for a long time, he could only spread some old newspapers on the ground and sit on the ground.

She was so tired.

Wei Cao found a broom in the utility room and started cleaning the dust from the corners. If there was a cleaning robot distributed by Rhode Island, the problems of sweeping and mopping the floor would be solved, but unfortunately there was none. No one expected that they would have to clean up when they first arrived.

"Sorry, I'll clean it up right away. Please go sit on the bed on the second floor for a while."

"Is there a vegetable market in town?"

"Yes, the market will open at six in the morning. Do you want to go?"

"Cooking is the only skill I have left. It's too...乮 for me to watch you clean while I do nothing."

"Then I'll leave it to you. These are the purchase funds."

Reed from

She took out a stack of Victorian pounds with body temperature, all of which were large-denomination bills. The bills carried her body fragrance, and the combination of the two wonderful scents made the bills even more attractive. Feng Qingyu folded the purchase funds and put them in his pocket, then took the shopping bag in his backpack and went out.

Before leaving, Wei Cao gave her a simple town map. The location of the town square, commercial street and vegetable market was clear at a glance, and it only took 5-10 minutes to walk there.

Wei Cao was cleaning the house while Feng Qingyu was greeting the first rays of morning sun.

The dark clouds of Londinium cannot cover the sky for the time being.

26. Take a bath together?

The morning market in Red Ridge Town is very lively, and the townspeople begin their day after the sun rises.

Feng Qingyu came to Hongji Town for the first time. He was a stranger here, which attracted many townspeople's attention. There were not many tourists in this town, and there were no famous scenic spots and historical sites around. Only a few buses came here during the peak tourist season every year.

She had a Yan nationality face, Yan nationality was rare here, the townspeople's curious eyes never left her. These people talked in the Tara dialect, Feng Qingyu only understood a few words, roughly meaning "beautiful" and "handsome".

There is no one who doesn't like words of praise, and she enjoys the fact that she is praised.

Not being able to understand the language of the Tara people will not affect your life in this town. The Tara people are also Victorians. Tara was incorporated into Victorian rule many years ago. In addition to their dialect, they also speak Victorian.

The vegetables and meat at the morning market are very fresh, and cheaper than in the city. I only spent less than one-tenth of my money to buy all the ingredients for three meals today.

The remaining money should be used to pay the electricity bill and buy daily necessities. The electricity bill must be paid immediately, and the rest can be discussed after you have a good rest.

There is a refrigerator in the house, and not paying the electricity bill means no cold drinks. Feng Qingyu carried a bunch of vegetables into the Hongji Town Power Bureau, paid off the overdue electricity bill, and prepaid two months.

She didn't know how long she would live here, so she decided to pay first.