Dragon Gate Swordsman

To put it bluntly, he has become half disabled.

How pitiful...

"I hope Shining can find the hospital she mentioned."

"It should be... no problem. Shining told me that the Azazel Clinic is in this city."

Azazel!?

Upon hearing this term, Chongxiao's eyes widened instantly...Isn't this the word that Haoyun reminded him to pay attention to?

"Azazel Clinic? Are you sure this is the place you're looking for?"

Liz shuddered when Chongxiao suddenly stood up, but she still nodded.

At this time, Margaret also came up and asked, "What Azazel? What were you talking about just now, Chongxiao?"

"...In Da Yan's words, this is called searching for something without any effort, but it finally comes to you without any effort...It seems that we have to help Shining to the end."

Chapter 70 Margaret, My Wife Today

It was not surprising to Chongxiao that when Shining, who had not returned home all night, returned to Margaret's room in the early morning, she just shook her head silently... She couldn't find any useful information.

Given Ursus' attitude towards the infected, Chernobog would never allow an institution like the Azazel Clinic to exist, at least on the surface.

Therefore, even if we can find someone who knows about the hospital, it is impossible to easily get the information, not to mention that Shining also has the identity of Sarkaz, which comes with negative effects.

"Then do you have any good ideas, Inspector Chongxiao?"

"It's not a good idea, but since it's clear that it's somewhere in Chernobyl, then I think..."

Chongxiao turned his gaze to the side.

Margaret, who had not rested for most of the night, was dozing off on a chair against the wall. Only in this state did she show the childishness of a young girl who was not well-versed in the world.

Shining naturally didn't understand what Chongxiao was thinking, and was about to ask him when she saw him turn around and walk towards Margaret.

"The game is about to begin!"

"Wow ah ah!"

At the mischievous shout, Margaret instantly opened her sleepy eyes and stretched out her hand to grab something.

Probably the weapon she used when she participated in the Casimir Knight Tournament...

After realizing what was happening, the female knight glared at Chongxiao angrily, "Please don't make such jokes again, Chongxiao!"

Margaret was not a particularly scheming person, so even with the caution and vigilance that a traveler should have, it was difficult for her to keep a secret in the face of Chongxiao's constant proactive questioning.

In fact, apart from her real name and identity, her experience of heroically winning the Knight Competition Championship but being forced to leave the Great Knight Territory because she became infected has basically been tricked by Chongxiao.

That's why the latter knew to use the above sentence as a practical joke.

"...I have the same opinion, Inspector Chongxiao."

Shining's expression wasn't very good either, because this also scared Liz awake, and she was lying on the bed, staring at this side in shock.

"Sorry, sorry, Margaret. I have an idea to find Azazel's clinic quickly, but it requires you to make a little sacrifice."

"no problem!"

Margaret agreed without hesitation, "As long as I can help, just let me know if you need my help!"

The simple-minded female knight did not notice that the expression on Chongxiao's face could be described as sinister.

Shining, who noticed all this, had realized something was wrong, but just opened his mouth and said nothing...Liz's condition could not be delayed any longer. The most important thing now was to find the Azazel Clinic hidden in Chernobyl. Even if she had to use some unethical methods, she had no choice but to accept it.

But Chongxiao's next words still made the three women stunned.

"Okay, then Margaret, you will be my wife today."

Margaret: (⊙ω⊙)?

The Shining: (⊙_⊙)?

Liz: (⊙o⊙)!

……

Margaret Linguang, the eldest daughter of Casimir's famous Linguang family, is 21 years old, a pure-blooded Kuranta, with delicate and heroic features, a tall and well-proportioned figure, and a big fluffy and soft tail that feels first-class. She has a strong and courageous character, and is as capable as any man.

Although due to some unspeakable reasons, Margaret has lost the protection of her family and can only travel around as an infected person... to put it nicely, she is wandering on this land, but she is always proud of her identity as a knight and adheres to the virtues and principles that all knights should abide by.

So, when Margaret learned that she had misunderstood the Shining and even almost put the seriously ill Sarkaz girl Liz in danger, she had already secretly made up her mind to help them overcome this difficulty.

However, the upright female knight would never have thought that she would...

"Hey! Why are you so energetic again? That won't do. You have to act more convincingly, as if you are going to die of illness soon."

You are about to die of illness!

Margaret glared at Chongxiao, and in her heart she wished she could pull out a lamp from the street and smash it on the bastard's head.

She just couldn't understand what purpose it would take for Chongxiao to ask her to disguise herself as his seriously ill wife and then run to various hotels, restaurants and cafes in Chernobyl... These places with large traffic flow obviously couldn't be where Azazel was.

“I don’t think there’s any point in doing this.”

"I don't want what you think, I just want what I feel."

Chongxiao said this rather arrogantly, and then, without paying any attention to Margaret's expression which was a little bit ashamed and angry, he directly grabbed her hand and walked into another restaurant.

But the two of them naturally would not sit down and eat obediently... In fact, when the smiling Ursus waitress came over, Chongxiao quickly put on an expression of anxiety mixed with sadness.

"Miss, can you help us?"

“Eh? You guys are…”

The waitress obviously misunderstood the two as beggars in the store, but Chongxiao quickly changed her mind with his acting skills.

My wife is seriously ill and the doctors in her hometown can't cure her, so I brought her to Chernobyl. I heard there is a very good hospital here, but they don't easily accept patients. Do you know where it is?

There are some differences in the descriptions each time, but this is the general idea... Leaving aside Chongxiao's eloquent speech, Margaret felt that she was almost learning these few words of Ursus.

Therefore, her face now looks extremely ugly.

Not to mention the inevitable shame and anger, there is also the desire to blow Chongxiao's dog head to pieces and the guilt towards the Linguang family.

However, this extremely ugly expression seemed to correspond exactly to Chongxiao's nonsense... At least the sympathy in the waitress's eyes became more and more obvious.

Margaret wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"I'm sorry... sir, I don't know the name of the hospital you are talking about."

"Really? Well... I'm sorry to bother you..."

Chongxiao said this with pretended sadness, then pulled the stiff Margaret out of the restaurant. The latter's stumbling movements further confirmed the statement of "seriously ill wife".

This time, not only the waitress, but also the customers who heard their conversation watched them leave...

"Chongxiao!"

After walking a distance, Margaret could no longer bear it, grabbed his collar with both hands, and said word by word: "Are you sure this will work?"

This was probably the first time in the life of the upright female knight that she had lost her composure like this.

By the way, she actually wanted to say something like, "Are you taking advantage of me on purpose?", but she had never been exposed to this kind of knowledge since she was a child, so she was a little at a loss for words.

If you want to blame someone, you can only blame that person named Maenna Linguang for not teaching you these things...

"Calm down, Margaret, this is all for Liz."

"Why don't you let me explain clearly where it is for her!?"

"This is a little difficult, but if you can't find an Azazel clinic today or tomorrow, how about doubling my commission for hiring you this time?"

Facts have proved that money has been one of the most powerful forces since ancient times. Even a noble knight like Margaret, under the temptation of the benefits that can fill his stomach in the future, can only "lose his virginity" to Chongxiao's treachery.

But then again, he really didn't mean to take advantage of Margaret.

As mentioned before, it is impossible for the Chernobyl authorities to openly resist the policies of the Ursus Empire, so it is naturally impossible for them to recognize and allow medical institutions like Azazel that serve the infected, at least not now.

Without any local help, the only reliable thing to do is to look for a needle in a haystack and see if you can find someone related to him in the city.

But even if we can find them, it depends on whether they are willing to tell the truth. If they report the identities of Shining and Liz to the police or the patrol team, it will be a big trouble.

So Chongxiao decided to use his greatest advantage: the ability to read minds brought by psychic power.

Casting a wide net would be sheer suicide... The last experience in the restaurant in the central area of ​​Shendu made Chongxiao realize that he couldn't just act recklessly and had to determine a more specific scope.

So, he let Margaret play the role of his wife and described her incurable serious illness in an ambiguous way, which would easily make people think of oripathy, and if he was lucky, he might even win sympathy.

In this way, if you meet someone who has been to Azazel's clinic, related thoughts will involuntarily come to your mind.

For example, if you want to retrieve a certain file, searching the entire hard disk directly is time-consuming, labor-intensive, and performance-consuming, but it becomes easy to do if you limit the scope of a partition or folder in advance.

"…Now?"

"Unless you plan to open an account at Longmen, of course."

"No, let's pay now. I don't have any intention of opening an account for the time being."

Tsk... Does this mean you haven't considered staying in Longmen?

It's okay, we have plenty of time to drag you into the Guard Bureau.

In this way, Chongxiao and Margaret visited several stores in the name of a couple, until he finally sensed the name Azazel in someone's consciousness.

Very good...finally there is something to gain.

The continuous reading of thoughts made Chongxiao look obviously tired. Compared with the strengthening of the body and the transformation of energy forms, he felt that this method of use was particularly strenuous.

"Are you okay, Chongxiao?"

"good."

Chongxiao patted his cheeks, then quickly locked onto the target for which he had just sensed the clue.

He was an ordinary-looking Ursus civilian. When Chongxiao was talking nonsense to the bartender, the information of Azazel Clinic flashed through his mind... He might be a staff member, or a patient who had been treated. However, he had no intention of helping, and just got up and left the bar.

"Chongxiao, what happened? Who is this person?"

"Someone who can lead us to Azazel's clinic."

"…What? Why?"

It’s not that Margaret is annoying, it’s that Chongxiao’s ability to read minds is almost unheard of in this land, and she has no idea what’s going on.

"Anyway, just trust me and follow him. You'll get the answer soon."

……

Red was not a native of Yansk. In fact, he was just an abandoned baby picked up by a townsman. He grew up eating at other people's homes, had no surname, and his name was randomly given by the townspeople.

He has neither culture nor blood relatives, but he has a very strong physique and unique Originium skills that few people know about. The thing he is best at and the only thing he is good at is fighting.

Therefore, ever since he hunted down two wild beasts that threatened the town alone at the age of fourteen, Red has become the youngest guard in the town and the most "experienced" guard so far... After all, there are very few people who can work in this line for seven years.

The fact that Mayor Kamarov entrusted me with delivering a letter to General Helagh was enough to show how much trust he had in him.

Red had been to the Azazel Clinic once to send two miners from the town of Yansk for treatment... Of course, this was just a nominal statement. The real reason was that the town had limited specialized worker certificates, which were not enough to protect all the infected people.

But when it comes to finding General Helag, the "big boss behind the scenes" of the clinic, he doesn't know what to do at the moment.

The only thing that is certain is that this great man is definitely not someone you can just meet casually...

Red rushed to Chernobyl overnight, but because he didn't have much money he chose to take the bus, and unfortunately he caught the morning rush hour.

You have to know that although Chernobyl’s population is not large, its scale is not that large either, and the total number of plots is less than ten, so serious traffic jams are still possible.

As a result, when he arrived at his destination on the edge of the land, it was already noon.

The Azazel Clinic is not very hidden in terms of its geographical location, nor is it built in the middle or lower areas of the plot. It is just surrounded by warehouses and grocery stores as cover. If you want to find the real entrance, you must have someone you can trust to lead you in.

This spy-agent liaison point is necessary to prevent people from reporting the clinic out of selfish reasons.

"Hello, Mr. Coan."

"…Is there anything I can help you with?"

Seeing the dusty Red take the initiative to say hello, the owner, known as Mr. Koan, opened his eyes lazily and glanced at him.

The grocery store that served as a cover for the clinic was very shabby and there were no particularly good goods to sell. From this aspect, it could be seen that General Hellagur was not actually a wise and scheming general.

In addition to his reputation and status, the main reason why the Azazel Clinic was prevented from being destroyed by the old-school nobles was the secret support of Marquis Boris.