Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 119 The Treasure of Sir Wysfell (4k)

April 1588, 4 in the old calendar.

Administration Operations Section.

After the Dagon church operation ended, Martin and Margaret had a brief communication. After obtaining the approval of the other party, he officially joined the training camp held by Marshall. Misha takes care of it.

The little fat Sauron also joined the training camp under Suofu's ardent instructions.

As the only two talents valued by Marshall, together with some talents recently selected from various places, they formed a training camp of 20 people.

This group of people will be handed over to the Mechanical Bureau after half a month of training, and will participate in the selection of the latest version of Mechanical Guard drivers.

"Olaf, how is your mother?"

On the training ground, Marshall looked at the sweaty training players and asked Olaf next to him in a low voice.

"Thanks to you, my mother recovered well after a short period of treatment."

Olaf was wearing the coach's black blouse, holding a file in his hand that recorded the physical condition of each player.

"Boss, why don't you try to invite Rhodes to join our training camp? If he is at his level, plus the mechanical guards, he might be able to overwhelm the Northern Alliance group."

Olaf thought about it, and still raised the question he was thinking about recently.

"Haha, if Rhodes really becomes the driver of the mechanical guard, Robert will crawl into my room in the middle of the night and beat me on the bed."

Marshall laughed, his one eye stared at Martin and Sauron on the training ground with appreciation.

"However, these two seedlings this time are still good. If they can become the drivers of the latest version of Mechanical Guards, they may become the big killers on the Pajavaro battlefield in the future!"

The corners of Marshall's mouth were slightly raised, and he was already imagining the scene of Martin and Sauron driving the mechanical guards to kill all directions on the battlefield.

"Boss, I heard that after Director Joseph left this time, he actually appointed John as the acting director. His move caused some old people in the bureau to feel resentful. Why didn't you come forward to fight for it, boss?"

Olaf was chatting with Marshall while yelling for everyone on the training ground to continue training.

"Hehe, that guy Joseph just wants to take this opportunity to see how many obedient people he has under his command. Don't worry, he will definitely plant a bunch of eyeliners in the bureau. Those people will leave after Joseph leaves. What he did later, he will be clear when he comes back, at this point in time, we still have to focus on stabilizing the power in our hands."

Marshall touched his bald head and looked at Olaf with twinkling eyes.

Olaf was stared at a little unnaturally.

"Haha, don't worry, I don't doubt you, it's just that you have been with me for so long, I think I have to find an opportunity to help you out, this time you, as the instructor of the training camp, led these youngsters to the Machinery Bureau. I can't lose my face."

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Olaf's eyes were filled with joy. His mother was successfully rescued, and he also got a chance to be promoted. He must work harder to repay the boss' kindness.

"By the way, Olaf, when you are training recently, help me keep an eye on John's movements. The order he gave yesterday is very interesting. There may be another major event happening recently. If possible, I will send you to participate in this For one thing, it’s also good to brush your face.”

"Understood the boss!"

Olaf nodded. He actually heard some rumors. It seemed that John had found out about the "Apocalypse", but due to some reasons, this matter could not be investigated in the open. Secretly looking for clues.

Investigation Section.

John sat in his one-person office.

Holding a copy of the latest compiled intelligence in his hand.

His face was rather ugly.

Although the operation started yesterday had some gains, it still hindered more.

Many investigators in the area were dissatisfied with him, and some even said one thing and did another. In short, the investigation was not smooth.

For a moment, John wanted to ask Lord Rhodes for help, but when he thought that if he asked Rhodes for help every time, he would look too useless, he decided to find out some important clues by himself and inform Luo again Germany.

There was a knock on the door.

A young female assistant opened the door and walked in.

She holds several reports in her hand.

"Sir John, this is a new investigation report. There are major discoveries in several cities in the north of Old London near the Severn Valley."

"The Severn Valley?"

John took the report and read it carefully.

The more he looked, the uglier his face became.

If the above description is completely accurate, there is a great possibility that it has become a paradise for demons.

"Damn, why haven't I heard of this before?"

John slapped his hand heavily on the table with an angry look on his face.

The little assistant shrank his head and said in a low voice: "The incident actually happened last month, but because the communication channel was disturbed, the management bureau did not receive the report from the branch office there until recently."

"Who else knows about this?"

John's face was sullen. If Director Joseph was still there, he would naturally take the responsibility. But in the current situation, if this matter is exposed, the responsibility will fall on him.

At that time, if the matter is not handled well, it will be difficult for him to be promoted in the future.

"Except for me and the heads of the bureaus in several cities over there, no one knows about it for the time being."

"Ah."

John calmed down his emotions. He took out a document from the drawer and handed it to the little assistant.

"You sign this confidential document. This matter must not be disclosed to anyone until Director Joseph returns."

The little assistant looked at John in embarrassment.

"You don't want to lose your job because of this, do you?"

Seeing that the other party still hesitated, John's tone became a little more serious.

"Okay okay."

The little assistant barely signed his name.

"Well, you can leave now."

Bang!
The office door was closed.

John paced the room.

Wait, that assistant just looked a little unfamiliar, her name?
John seemed to have noticed something, he squinted his eyes, thought for a long time, couldn't think of the other person's name at all, and finally shook his head again.

Maybe I was thinking too much, she should just be a new employee who just joined the company.

Outside.

The little assistant lowered his head.

His face turned dark in an instant, but he recovered quickly.

There was a half-smile expression on her face.

April 1588, 4 in the old calendar, overcast.

After several days of rest and training, Rhodes has perfected the flaws left in the battle with Dagon's descended body, and adjusted his state to the best by the way.

After the morning exercise, Rhodes had breakfast prepared by Xiuji.

Picked up by Old Moore, he came to a small town named Bath near the suburbs in the southwest of Old London.

This is a charming country town full of Georgian architecture.

Robert's patient lived in this small town.

After getting off the carriage, Rhodes took out Robert's list and reconfirmed the identity, address and condition of the other party.

"Wisif, age: 77 years old, address: Independence Castle on the west side of the town of Bath, time: to go on April 4, remarks: mental illness, likes to pretend to be dead to scare people, and is suspected of joining a secret society.

As a jazz, his family has a long history of passing on to this day, but also because of the inheritance, their family has a special genetic disease.

You can try to communicate with him briefly, but it's best not to live in his house at night, because you can't bear the sound of mice that may appear in your ears at any time.

Of course, if you think you can help Old Wisf solve the mouse problem, maybe he will give you a lot of rewards, with a total value of about 100 million crowns. "

Dear grandpa crumbs has even helped Rhodes estimate the specific amount.

Rhodes glanced at a three-way arch bridge across the Avon River in front of him. At the other end of the bridge, a pale castle stood at the corner of the cliff.

Rhodes looked at the list again.

This time, the object of placement is an old man called Weissf, who seems to be mentally ill.

Rhodes, who had done some research on psychology in his previous life, felt that he could give it a try and see if he could get the million kroner money.

After all, he just spent 200 million crowns, which is when he was short of money.

Of course, before going to that castle, Rhodes felt that he should collect some information about Wisf first.

And a small town with an area of ​​only 28 square kilometers and a population of less than 10, where is the best place to inquire about news?

Rhode's gaze followed the flow of people to a tavern on the left side of the central building in the town of Bath.

"jingle"

The wind chime hanging on the door made a crisp sound.

A young man in a trench coat walked into the tavern, sat down at the bar, and put a 100-kroner bill in front of the bartender.

"Give me a cup of sour fruit brew, and use the rest of the money as a tip. I want to ask you some news."

Rhode looked at the young bartender in front of him and whispered.

"Dear guest, Lu Qi is willing to serve you. Is it your first time to come to our town of Bath? Is there anything you want to know?"

Lu Qi put away the money and put a cup of sour fruit brew in Rhodes' hand.

"I want to know something about Sir Wysfell."

Rhodes took out his notebook and prepared to record information.

Lu Qi, who was looking forward to it, suddenly turned pale with joy when he heard the word Weissf, as if he was frightened.

He returned the 100-kroner note to Rhodes.

"This cup of sour fruit brew is my treat. If you want to inquire about Sir Wisf, I advise you to leave the town of Bath."

"why?"

Rhodes was puzzled.

Lu Qi ignored Rhodes, and even stopped talking.

Rhodes narrowed his eyes, and he took 9 more 100 crowns from his wallet, together with the 100 crowns just now, handed 1000 crowns to Lu Qi.

Lu Qi hesitated.

He looked around at the people around him, gritted his teeth for the last time, and said in a low voice:
"My guest, if you have time, can I buy you a drink after the business is over?"

Rhodes narrowed his eyes, he naturally heard what Lu Qi meant, and at the same time he looked around, but no one paid attention to this side.

It seems that Sir Wisfe's reputation in the town of Bath is not very good.

"of course."

Rhodes waited patiently.

During the period, they rejected the two nightingales' strike-up, and the other party even wanted to invite Rhodes to play in the private room upstairs in the tavern.

Of course, the most outrageous thing was that a sissy man also tried to invite Rhodes, but Rhodes verbally refused.

Wait until the tavern closes.

Rhodes harvested a total of 13 purple and green light spheres of sinful power of lust and greed.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

With apology, Lu Qi handed Rhodes a glass of sour fruit brew, and at the same time walked to the door and closed the door of the tavern, and at the same time closed all the surrounding windows.

"Guest, do you want to inquire about Weissf's treasure?"

Rhodes was puzzled, but he didn't speak, motioning for Lu Qi to continue.

"Since the news of Wisf's treasure got out, many people have come to our town of Bath. They all came for the treasure left by Sir Wisf's death. The treasure is stored In Wisfe's castle."

"Where is Sir Wiasfe?"

It was a windfall for Rhodes to record Wisfe's treasure in his notebook.

Lu Qi looked at Rhodes with a surprised look, and he whispered:

"Sir Wiesf passed away last week."

"died?"

"Yes, his body was found by his housekeeper in the attic of the castle, and there were more than a dozen cats in the attic eating his body." When he said this, a flash of light flashed in Lu Qi's eyes. panic.

Rhodes narrowed his eyes.

Things seem to be getting a little weird.

Unexpectedly, Sir Wiasf was already dead.

In that case, my visit ended early?

"If you want to go to Sir Wiasf's castle, I advise you not to go, because the people who went there never came back, and some people even said that it was the revenge of Sir Wiasf's ghost. Killed." Lu Qi persuaded.

"Well, thank you for the information. By the way, is Sir Wisf's body intact?" Rhodes narrowed his eyes. He thought of the note that Robert specially added to the list and pretended to be dead.

This is a mentally ill old man who can play dead.

"It's too miserable. According to the sheriff Paul who went to Sir Wiasf's house to dispose of it, Sir Wiasf's face was bitten off."

"Well, I see. Can you tell me where the home of Sheriff Paul is? I want to visit."

Rhodes took out a 1-kroner bill again.

Lu Qi reluctantly accepted the money and said that he would personally take him to Paul's home.

Rhodes squinted his eyes, the dead body couldn't see the face clearly, coupled with the rumors of Sir Wisf's treasure and the people who didn't come back after going to the castle, this style obviously resembles the behavior of some secret associations.

Plus tips from Robert's list.

Rhodes had reason to suspect that Sir Wisf might be performing some kind of dangerous ritual.

Rhodes decided to take a look at Sir Wisf's castle. Of course, he didn't do it for the millions of crowns. He just wanted to completely kill any secret associations that might exist, and earn another wave of sinful power by the way. Accelerates the acquisition of attribute points.

(End of this chapter)