How to become a mermaid

Chapter 345 The py transaction with Moni
What will be written in the newspapers of the different world?
The answer is a bunch of revelations about missing people, information about paid cats and dogs, and advertisements for some shops.

These miscellaneous contents occupy more than half of the page of the newspaper, just like psoriasis advertisements.

The little newsboy read the unsold newspaper in his hand with his head down, and shuttled through the alleys.

"There seem to be more missing pets these days than usual, and I don't know if I can find a few, so that I can get rewards from those rich lords to buy new shoes!"

After seeing the densely packed information about seeking pets in the newspaper, he moved his head closer to have a look, as if he wanted to engrave them in his mind.

"Googoo..." Shamanlael, who was lying on the newsboy's shoulder, was not very interested, and pecked his arm with his mouth to indicate to turn the page.

He had already followed the little newsboy all the way. The two of them walked from the square to the residential area, and the more they walked, the more devastated the surrounding environment became.

Shamanlael reckoned that the little newsboy was going home now, so he didn't bother him, but he was a little annoyed that the kid was always staring at a page of newspaper, so he couldn't help but move his hands.

"Cuckoo!" You turned the page!
However, the little newsboy didn't seem to understand the meaning, but raised his hand impatiently.

"You stupid pigeon! Leave me alone!"

"Cuckoo!"

Feeling that he was being ignored, Samantel flapped his wings and jumped onto the newspaper, picked it up and flew to the roof.

Seeing the newspaper in his hand flying farther and farther, the little newsboy became anxious and ran after him.

"Come back! You thief who stole my newspaper!"

Dirty little leather shoes stepped on the muddy bluestone road, and sewage splashed everywhere.

The little newspaper boy shouted angrily: "Wait until I catch up with you, and see if I don't pluck your feathers!"

"Cuckoo!" What's the rush!I'll pay you back later!
Seeing the eager expression on the child's face, Shamanlael didn't want to embarrass him too much, he flapped his wings briskly, and stopped on an old house with a chimney.

Spreading the newspapers on the roof, he began to read the contents carefully.

Without the little newsboy in the way, he can read whatever he wants now!
【shock!In recent days, many girls were killed when they returned home at night. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? 】

Seeing this title, Samantel raised his eyes and became a little interested.

[Recently, homicides have occurred frequently in the main city of the Mayan Empire, and many young girls have been killed. According to the police in the main city, the bodies are usually found near the curfew, and the location of the bodies is relatively remote, and there are few pedestrians around.

When the corpses were found, most of them were kneeling, and the blood was drained from the whole body. The death was strange, and it was suspected to be some kind of cult sacrifice scene.

At present, the identity of the suspect has not been confirmed yet. Judging from the recent frequent disappearance cases, it is very likely that the same gang committed the crime. Citizens are requested to be vigilant in the near future and not to act alone at night.

If you have clues about the suspect, you can also come to the police station in the main urban area to cooperate in collecting evidence. After the case is solved, there will be a big reward! 】

"Cuckoo..." After reading the news, Shamanlael felt a little surprised.

Jack the Ripper re-employment in another world?
No... What does this have to do with me? I'm here to find clues about Edwin!

Shaking his head, Samantel looked back at other news.

[According to reports, the eldest son of the Feldman family will marry the eldest daughter of the Chester family. Among them, the Feldman family will offer a castle and a rose manor as betrothal gifts, and the Chester family is also considering offering a The tea garden is a dowry.

Castles [pictures], rose gardens [pictures], tea gardens [pictures]. 】

In addition to this news with pictures and texts, there are several other lace news about other nobles in the newspaper.

Among them, a certain unlucky baron found out that the son he had raised for many years was not his own, so he sued his wife to the noble court in a rage, but after investigation, it was found that the son was born to his father and his wife, and the son was not a son, but a younger brother …

And a certain earl publicly called for marriage, allowing all beautiful girls between the ages of 20 and [-] to sign up at his house, choose the most beautiful one to marry, and divorce after the first anniversary...

There are also some romantic affairs of the aristocrats, such as three people going together, four people sleeping together, short stories after the rain, etc...

There are so many crouching dragons and young phoenixes gathered in a small newspaper, Shamanleer was dumbfounded.

Hey, can you say all of these?The reporter from another world is so brave!

"Cuckoo..."

Slightly calming down his surprise, Shamanlael looked at the last news in the newspaper.

[From the 20th to the 30th of this month, the main city of the Mayan Empire will hold an annual art exhibition. At that time, there will be a large number of tourists visiting our country. Please maintain a good quality, and try not to have disputes with others, so as not to cause discord Necessary international disputes.

Citizens who are willing to participate in the art exhibition can also go to the Venus Art Museum to buy tickets in advance, 50 gold coins per ticket, the number is limited, first come first served! 】

Art fair?
Seeing this news, Samantel's first reaction was that the gap between the rich and the poor in the other world was really big.

The bread that the newsboy bought was only a few copper coins, a luxury item that could only be afforded at a discount. As a result, a rich person would have to pay fifty gold coins to buy an art exhibition ticket, which was enough to feed a child for a lifetime.

Hey... wait!
Why didn't you hear the newsboy's voice?Didn't you shout and get excited just now!
Thinking that he hadn't heard the newsboy's yelling for several minutes, Shamanlael quickly lowered his head to look down, fearing that he might lose the child.

As a result... there was no one on the ground!
The little kid who was chasing him around just now disappeared at some point, and the ground was empty without a single person.

It's over!I was so obsessed with reading newspapers that I lost the clues!

"Cuckoo!" Realizing that the person was missing, Shamanlael jumped up and down on the spot twice anxiously, preparing to fly down to find someone.

However, before he could take off, there was a sound from the chimney on the right.

"Dingling clang..."

This voice caught the attention of Samantel, who tiptoed over there.

"Cuckoo?" It's not December yet?Santa is out for work?Or is it that the Santa Claus of this world works at this time?
Samantel stood on the chimney and glanced down.

It's okay if you don't look at it, you can tell what happened when you look at it.

"Whoosh!" I saw a wide palm quickly stretched out from the chimney, grabbing Shaman Lairgu tightly.

not good!been discovered!
"Plop...plop!" Shamanlael struggled hard, flapping his wings.

The gray-white feathers rustled down, but they still couldn't break free from the shackles of this hand, so they were grabbed by that hand and brought into the chimney.

"Cuckoo... cluck!"

Samantel felt like he was falling at a very high speed!
This chimney is very long, but it leads not to a fireplace, but to a basement-like place.

The whole room was filled with a damp musty smell, and the light was very dim, only a dim candlestick provided lighting, causing most of the room to be in shadow.

"Pa-ta!" The mysterious man took Shaman Lairgu to the destination, and threw him to the ground.

"Goo!" Shamanlael felt that his wings were broken, and his internal organs were aching, as if his intestines had been thrown out.

With half-closed eyes, he vaguely saw the little newsboy who fainted beside him through the dim light.

Besides him, there are six or seven other children in this basement. Judging by their tattered clothes, they should be low-level people similar to small newsboys.

Are they... caught by traffickers?

"A pigeon?" Suddenly, a man's voice sounded from the basement.

A man in a white robe stepped out of the shadows and approached Shamanlael step by step.

"It seems to have come with that kid who sells newspapers, so I caught him." The man who caught Shaman Lair said.

"That's it..." After pondering for a while, the white-robed man stepped on Shaman Laergu and said in a casual tone: "Then kill it, we don't need carrier pigeons anyway!"

After speaking, he increased the strength of his feet and stepped on it hard.

Hearing a "crack bang", Shamanleir's eyes went dark and he lost consciousness instantly.

……

aboard the Moni.

"Hey!" Shamanlael suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the floor.

The memory of being trampled to death still vaguely emerged in his mind, recalling the severe pain, the scales all over Shamanleir's body were about to explode.

He was crushed!absolute!It exploded!
Wrapping his arms around his chest, Samantel curled up and panted rapidly, and it took a while to calm down.

After recovering rationally, he began to sort out his experience just now.

At first, his purpose was to use the magic conch to find Edwin, but the old man didn't see it, but met a little newsboy, and then snatched the little newsboy's newspaper, and the little newsboy chased him to an old house, and then Captured by a group of men in white robes...

caught…

When this word came to Shamanleir's mind, his heart ached, and his brows frowned.

Because of him, an innocent child was involved in danger!

"We have to find a way to rescue him..." Shamanlell muttered to himself with a serious expression on his face.

If it was just an ordinary child abduction incident, he would not take care of it. After all, it is a matter of human beings themselves. A thorn was blocked.

"Who are the little newsboys? They seem to be wearing white robes with some special symbols on them..."

"Wait...! These features look familiar!"

Recalling the clothes of those people, another memory came to Shamanleir's mind.

He seems to have read the relevant description in Pochi's letter!
This is the dress of the Holy Fire Sect!
"Edwin...the Mayan Empire...mysterious white-robed man, and...Holy Fire Sect!"

These pieces of information circled in Samantel's mind, and finally, they came together in series!
"Edwin is a member of the Holy Fire Sect! And he is now in the main city of the Mayan Empire! Those men in white robes are his accomplices, and they are secretly abducting children!"

"No, it's not just children. According to the news in the newspaper, some young women are also being targeted by them!"

"They do these things... likely to start some kind of secret experiment again!"

Following the derivation of each piece of news, Samantel's eyes became brighter and his expression became more and more excited.

He felt that he had accidentally discovered a big secret!

However, before he was happy for a long time, the innocent little newspaper boy appeared in Shamanleir's mind again.

Thinking of this, he patted his cheeks with his hands twice, forcing himself to calm down, "No! Now is not the time to be happy, the matter hasn't been resolved yet!"

Getting up from the floor, Samantel immediately opened the desk, and took out the letter from which he contacted Moni.

He's going to tell Moony and Pochi about his new discovery!

It just so happens that Moni and the others are also investigating the Sacred Fire Sect and the Mayan Empire. If Edwin is really a member of the Sacred Fire Sect as he thought, then their current goal is the same as his own!

In this case, they should unite and fight against the enemy!
"Whoa..."

Spreading out the letter, Samantel found that Moni had written back to him, and the handwriting on the letter paper was still increasing sentence by sentence, as if he was writing.

[My dear Samantel:
Sorry for the late reply, I have been dealing with my own affairs for the past few days and only saw your letter.

The man you wrote about was named Edwin, unfortunately I had never heard of him before.

Now I am going to sail the ship to Feidnan Continent, go to the Mayan Empire to find clues of the Sacred Fire Sect, and rescue my missing crew members.

During this process, if I find any clues about that man named Edwin, I will reply you in time...]

Seeing these words in Moni's letter, Shamanlaer's eyes suddenly widened.

Isn't this a coincidence!He just wanted to ask Moni to visit the Mayan Empire!
He quickly picked up his pen and replied while Moni was still reading the letter:
【Money!Do not inquire about Edwin!I suspect that he is a member of the Holy Fire Sect!If you ask him blatantly, you may startle the snake! 】

As soon as Shamanleir finished writing this sentence, Moni over there noticed it.

He stopped his narration and slowly wrote a question mark on the letter paper.

【? 】

Seeing that Moni wrote back to himself, Shamanleir was overjoyed, and hurriedly told him what he had just experienced.

【I have a conch shell that can be used to find people. It allows me to approach the target in my sleep. I used it to find Edwin just now, but it ended up in the Mayan Empire...】

After Shamanleir finished writing his experience eloquently, Moni over there also quickly replied.

【When I was missing, why didn't you use that conch to find me? 】

【Are you not worried about me at all? 】

The handwriting of these two sentences is very heavy, and the resentment is so strong that it seems to overflow from the paper.

The corner of Shamanleir's mouth twitched, and he wrote a sentence casually:
[I forgot it before, but now I remember it, and I will definitely use it when you go missing again in the future! 】

For a long time, there was no reply from that side, which made Shamanleer think that Moni hadn't seen his reply.

It took a while before Moni's handwriting reappeared on the paper.

【I will never disappear again! 】

[In a few days, my ship will arrive at Feidenan Continent. When we reach the Mayan Empire, I will try my best to help you rescue that little newsboy. During this time, you can use conch shells to find my crew Are they? 】

[They are Isaac Crown, Queta Bordeaux, Assassin Green...]

[If you still need their portraits, I can draw them for you right away. 】

Finding a crew for Moni was not a difficult task for Samantel, not to mention that Moni promised to help him save others, so he readily agreed.

[Yes, I will find someone for you!If there is a clue, I will let you know immediately! 】

(End of this chapter)