The red moon returns

Chapter 203 Rhine City Grand Museum

Lynch didn't just do it on the spur of the moment. In fact, when his archeology professor Mr. Dartmond brought the older Ole Chairman to shamelessly defraud knowledge, Lynch had already started planning. He just had to wait. Miss Valente woke up and consulted her and the mountain man Elder Nicklay before implementing it.

And the news about advent-level rare objects he learned at yesterday's cocktail party made him determined to execute it as soon as possible.

"He has killed hundreds of workers, and I have long disliked him." Getting into Miss Valente's carriage, Lynch explained, "But, he threw out the United Railway Workers He would be a scapegoat, absolving him of any responsibility for the Crown Plaza massacre, and the workers in his factory who were devoured died without any evidence."

Miss Valente held her chin, turned her head and looked into Lynch's eyes, and said softly: "Actually, it's useless to have evidence."

This girl's analysis of the situation is still so sharp.

Lynch sighed. In fact, as Miss Valente said, the Watchers had known for a long time that Speaker Grant was behind it, and the Duke's Palace must have known about it for a long time, but no one seemed to want to delve deeper.

After all, the workers of this era are so worthless, and no one takes their lives seriously. They will pursue the massacre in the square just because the impact is too bad. It is enough to have the Railway Workers' Union as a scapegoat to calm public anger. There is no reason to continue to High-level investigation.

This was the limitation of the times and could not be forced. Lynch could understand their attitude, but he still felt very unhappy, so he made up his mind to punish Grant in his own way and use the opportunity that he was eagerly looking forward to the smooth progress of the tunnel project to win over the interests of all parties. In the name of making him bleed violently.

"For these people who only love money, taking away his property is sometimes more painful than killing him. I believe that he will not be able to sleep well for a long time, and those innocent dead , which can be regarded as a little comfort."

Gee, is it that funny? Forget it, stop being so upright.

"Really?" Lynch began to roll up his sleeves.

I don't know what your ancestors were like.

"Don't be afraid, I know this kind of people too well." Lynch smiled. When he was a social beast in his previous life, he saw a lot of capitalists. "What they fear most is bankruptcy. Once they go bankrupt, they will lose everything. Grant wanted to avoid going bankrupt. , I am definitely willing to pay the price. I listened to their conversation at Dunglass Bank before. A wealthy banker can barely scrape together several thousand pounds in cash every month. Based on this estimate, given Grant’s strength, he can still scrape together with all his strength. Paying tens of thousands of pounds is not enough to fight us. So he will eventually figure it out, let us drink to his wisdom in advance."

Click...the sound of the gun bolt came from the fan inadvertently.

"what?"

Lin Qi blinked and smiled: "There is no way. Someone used practical actions to tell me how a young lady from a medieval noble family should balance the contradiction between morality and responsibility, and show me what sacrifice is. If I don't learn Point, what if she blows my head off with a shotgun."

"But what if he doesn't accept your request?" Miss Valente asked with some worry, "The total of the several compensations must be tens of thousands of pounds. It's very rare for someone to be able to come up with that much cash in a short period of time. Not so much. Aren’t you afraid of pushing him to the edge and fighting us to the end?”

"Of course, it's a very ordinary fan, you see..."

"You are really..." Miss Valente rolled her eyes at him, but there was a bit of admiration in her expression. She bit her lip gently and said, "But don't you think you missed something?"

This idea just turned around in my mind, and before I had time to say it out, a chuckle came from my mind.

"There is a person who has been busy for so long that he even thinks about victims he doesn't know. Where is he?" Miss Valente stared at Lynch softly and said softly, "It is said that the nobles in the mythical era were very principled. He takes protecting the people as his own duty, regardless of gains and losses, and is not afraid of sacrifice. Does that person also want to imitate the sages?"

"Hehe, no way." The noble lady wrinkled her nose with laughter and waved the folding fan playfully, "Today I brought a fan, not a weapon."

Silence instantly filled the carriage carriage, with only the awkward sound of the wheels coming. Through the front window of the carriage, one could see that the old housekeeper who was driving the carriage was twitching in the back, and he didn't know if he had a cerebral infarction.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, Mr. Lynch, I brought the wrong fan."

"It's strange that I believe you. You are such a bad young girl. No wonder nobles are the most deceitful creatures." Lin Qi rolled his eyes, but after thinking about it, he explained seriously, "Actually, I haven't forgotten it. The nature of my own benefits will change if I just take them from Grant. It is tantamount to being bribed by him, or colluding with him for money to approve him to harm the people. Maybe no one will blame me, but I don’t want to betray my morality for benefits, so I I would rather not get any benefits from him. Besides, all he can give me is money. He can't give me what I really want urgently. I can only get it from another party." "Archaeology Association?"

"Well, the Archaeological Association should be the civil association with the deepest knowledge about the ancient artifact like the Door of Illusion and Reality. If you want to deal with the threat of this strange object as soon as possible, you will inevitably need the help of the Archaeological Association. And archeology will inevitably occur frequently. I have contact with the ruins and know a lot about strange objects and evil gods. And for some reason, I need this knowledge. Well, there are also the memories of the Red Moon that I need. They may also have information. But it is inevitable to ask for help. I’ll be looked down upon, but if I come to the door with generous gifts, those professors won’t kick me out.”

"You said it so clearly, but it's not as touching as the sentence just now."

Miss Valente blinked with a half-smile.

"You don't know if I don't tell you?"

Lin Qi sighed deeply and looked at her beautiful eyes in a daze. When he thought that he thought this girl was a bit stupid when they first met, he wanted to slap himself. I don’t know if it’s too late to realize it now.

"Hehe...it's late."

Amid musical laughter, the carriage drove quickly into the city. After circling a few times among the dense crowds in the Crown District, it turned to the edge of the Crown District.

What appeared in front was a huge stone circular spire building, a bit like a large concert hall in the previous life. It was tall, large, simple and solemn, and it was particularly conspicuous among the beautiful buildings in the Victorian style.

Great Museum of the Rhineland.

There are only two humanoid stone sculptures at the door. It is said that one is Calgar I, the first king of Rand, and the other is Jones Drake, the founder of the Archaeological Association, who was active in the middle of the Fourth Age. The statue with only one arm.

As soon as he approached the concert hall-like building, Lynch felt a splitting headache. Although he quickly returned to normal, the severe pain still left a deep impression on him.

He immediately realized that he had come to the right place. It was full of mysterious filth and was definitely related to the information he was looking for.

However, this museum is really deserted. As soon as you enter, you are greeted by a huge open hall, at least several hundred square meters, so empty that you can hear the echo.

There was just a young girl sleeping on the counter in the lobby, and not a single visitor could see her.

The girl at the front desk had a red spot on her forehead. She rubbed her eyes drowsily, looked around at their clothes, and immediately pushed out a wooden box with a smile on her face.

Donation box.

The museum is free to visit, but donations are accepted. Just looking at the empty box, Lynch smiled sympathetically.

Even if you look at me affectionately, I won't be able to donate money. I'm not visiting, I'm just here to see your chairman.

Hope was immediately replaced by disappointment, and the smile was instantly withdrawn, skillfully making people feel heartbroken. The girl at the front desk threw the empty box into the counter angrily, and then took Lynch around to the office area behind the museum.

A gorgeous door, with a long corridor behind it. As soon as he entered, his eyes suddenly shone with light, and a stream of light reached Lin Qi's eyebrows in an instant.

Damn it.

(End of this chapter)