Text 0617 Mouse Tail

The Shield of Thrud was delivered by the pilot himself, which was beyond Lorraine's expectation.

After all, after learning about the orthopedic gossip of the Morgan family from Hina, Lorraine regarded the unnamed Mr. Alsace as a clone of Susan Morgan.

His work should be hidden more in the dark, such as masquerading as a pilot to contact and confirm Lorraine's identity or the smuggling operations of Kenway back then, instead of being publicly visible, even delivering and collecting debts.

In Lorraine's view, it was a bit violent to use a brother who was completely dead in this way.

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the carriage carrying Mr. Pilot drove into the villa on Pier 17 and sent Lorraine the list of the second auction and the Shroud's Shield that he won in the morning.

Leif took the shield solemnly, and then ran away without a trace.

The pilot looked at him in a daze: "President Drake, I was moved by your kindness. But Morgan believes in your integrity and strength. In fact, you don't need to be so eager to auction money and the like..."

"Do you think Leif went to the vault?" Lorraine looked weird. "Although the vault is counting the auction money, it is the work of the accounting office. Leif will not go there. His destination is probably a ship."

"Ship? Valkyrie?"

"If I remember correctly, he got a good white rhino hide before this voyage, which he got from Africa."

"Meng...skin?" At this point, the pilot didn't understand the truth. With the quality of the host, he solemnly reminded Lorraine, "Chairman Drake, although it is your responsibility to deal with the lot. Right, but I still want to remind you that rotten leather will damage the metal surface. From the perspective of a collection, the Shield of Thrud is not suitable for skinning."

"The angle of the collection?" Lorraine laughed. "Sir, the soldier will only give his life weapons regardless of the cost, but he will not be so generous to a collection, even if it fits his own beliefs."

"Weapon?" The pilot was stuck in place, "Did you photograph this shield for?"

"It is a weapon that Leif fancy, and it will probably be replaced by her soon. Because Leif has even named it, it will be given a soul from the customs of the Vikings."

"I see……"

The counted gold pound was loaded in a large wooden box and carried up. The pilot asked the attendant to check it. The money and goods were paid in front of both sides, and the signatures were handed over.

The pilot said goodbye, Lorraine smiled and sent him to the door of the villa: "I originally wanted to make an appointment with Mr. for lunch, but Mr. seems to have other things to be busy, so I won't be overwhelmed."

The pilot also laughed: "Middle-level employees like me can only be worthy of the salary entrusted by their employer when they are entrusted by others to move. Thank you Mr. Chairman for his respect and hospitality, but I really did not enjoy the afternoon. Leeway."

"That's a shame."

"No regrets, didn't Morgan prepare an afternoon pastime for the chairman?"

"The second auction?" Lorraine seemed to think of it. "Sorry, there is nothing in the next auction that will make my heart beat, so I will probably stay in the villa this afternoon."

"Are you not participating?" The pilot's surprise was just right.

Lorraine shook his head: "Don't participate."

"That's really a shame." With a sigh of emotion, the pilot bid farewell.

Lorraine's farewell stayed in the hallway, and didn't really deliver to the door.

"Mr. Pilot, I have known each other for two days. I don't seem to know how to call you yet." Lorraine asked suddenly.

"Gold." The pilot's answer blurted out, "Alsace King, I am the executive manager of the Asylum Villa auction."

"Alsace...gold."

...

The core of the second auction is handicrafts. Among the 18 lots, there are three gems, two gold ware, four knitting pieces, and the rest are all porcelain and pottery. As Lorraine said, he doesn’t feel much about all of the above. Interest, although that was not the main reason for his absence from the auction.

Early in the afternoon at 4pm, at the moment when the second auction was hammered at the main venue, Harry and Ryan, who had been running for more than five hours, finally returned. Before they could even catch their breath, they were taken directly by the waiting Edley. Entered Valkyrie's conference room.

"Pier 21 left the island half an hour ago. People went to empty buildings and acted hurriedly. Perhaps it was because we regarded our investigation as hostility." Harry said.

Back in time to 11:30 in the morning, with Lorraine's unlimited funding commitment, Harry and Lane withdrew 3000 pounds from Sharon, and started their investigation with two clever sailors.

Harry didn't take this matter too seriously, because he worked in the unique professional intelligence agency in the world, and he was a well-deserved leader in the agency.

In other words, he is a professional, and his past experience has brought him absolute self-confidence, believing that only funds and God can hinder him from obtaining information in this world.

Lorraine is worthy of being the perfect boss in the hearts of tens of thousands of people, and a single sentence released his restraints. Now, apart from God, no existence can prevent him from getting to the bottom. He is so confident.

Who knows that the seemingly imaginary secrecy measures of the Morgan Chamber of Commerce are actually very strong. The reason for the solidity lies not in people, but in the asymmetry of the deliberately created intelligence.

Harry and Ryan run into a wall everywhere.

They carefully sorted out all the experiences from landing on the island to participating in the first auction, and agreed that they wanted to secretly dig out the background of box 18, and the first key person was the attendant who guided the guests to the box.

To this end, they bought four people, spent almost 1,000 pounds, and finally found the leader of box 18 before the end of the first auction.

It was 12:05.

But the result...

A total of 10 people in the box group were asked to wait in the main venue square before the auction started.

They do not assign guiding tasks in advance, but are responsible for confirming the qualifications of the guests in order, selecting vacant boxes for the tasks, and bringing the guests into the scene.

In short, the guiding work is double random, and the attendant neither knows who he will pick up nor where he will take them before receiving the guests.

The professional's first attempt failed, and it cost a full 1,500 pounds and entered a dead end.

Harry began to feel the danger.

He and Ryan parsed the information more carefully, and finally skipped the messenger class that might know the guest's intelligence, and locked the target to the pilot flight.

It is much more difficult to get into the pilot flight than to get through the attendant class at the main venue. Harry contacted his cousin the foreman at Pier 3 through the 500-pound informant, and found the pilot at Pier 3 through the foreman. It took two hours to finally buy the deputy squad leader who led the flight.

At 2:25 in the afternoon, Harry still didn’t know which terminal the person in Box 18 corresponded to, but enough money allowed him to control his informants, and easily persuaded the officer No. 18 to stand on to the deputy of the pilot flight. In front of the monitor.

The information finally corresponded. The guests in Box No. 18 lived at Pier 21 and didn't start to enter the port until 7:40 this morning. It was over 8 when they checked into the villa, and even the person who delivered the directory failed to meet them formally.

Harry finally bought the pilot at Pier 21. According to the pilot, the Brigentin armed merchant ship from the Hardlinger Chamber of Commerce in Sweden entered the port. The ship was in good condition, but the posture of entering the port was bad, leaving people behind. Under the deep impression.

At 3:20 pm, Harry and Ryan rushed to Pier 21. They had planned to buy the sailors on several ships to figure out the identity of the target, but when they arrived at Pier 21~lightnovelpub.net~ they saw the Brigentine slowly leaving the port and sailing away.

There was no one left in the dock and the villa. The warehouse was filled with supplies. The vault under the villa was wide open. Ryan even swept out more than thirty pounds in the corner, fully demonstrating the rush of the owner when he left.

The report ended here, Sig sighed regretfully, and when he looked up, he found that everyone on Drake's side was frowning.

She couldn't help being stunned: "Sorry, did the idiot Harry find some incredible information, and I didn't tell it?"

Carmen glanced at Lorraine, saw Lorraine nodding, and explained: "The Hardlinger Chamber of Commerce in Sweden is a member of the Hundred Chambers of Commerce, headquartered in Copenhagen, and the introducer is Ramos of Drake Europe. President Pidic."

"She is not a strong chamber of commerce. She has no more than ten armed merchant ships under her name, and has a cash flow of less than 10,000 pounds. And as far as we know, there are not many people involved in politics in her network. The highest status is Scotland. Mr. Pidick, Member of the Kingdom, who is Ramos' uncle."

Sig heard the meaning of Carmen's words.

The Hardlinger Chamber of Commerce is very close to the Drake Chamber of Commerce, and has limited strength. Without the ability and reason to participate in the Asylum Villa auction, it is even more impossible to spend 18,000 pounds to bid for a shield that is meaningless to the Chamber of Commerce.

Their identities are fake, so the person who impersonates them is most likely the great pirate, the Berserker Viking Bonnet, who disappeared in Boston.

"Did the mouse finally show its tail..." Lorraine touched his chin. "The question is, what are they doing, and who is telling them?"

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