Candle-shaped bulbs cast a ruddy hue on the rosin-scented lacquered panels.

Portraits and landscape oil paintings complement each other and decorate the ornately decorated dining car.

The record player is playing melodious violin music...

After ordering, the four of Sean waited quietly.

Possessed Pansha, who had been chatting endlessly before, seemed to sense that the other three wanted a moment of peace, so he crossed his hands and turned his thumbs lightly, maintaining a rare silence.

From the moment he came in, Sean noticed several eyes staring at him.

Then, someone got up and walked over directly.

It was a man in his fifties who wore the uniform of a Skitarii officer.

Step by step, he approached the table surrounded by four explorers—this seemingly brave move attracted the attention of other people in the dining car.

When he got closer, Yueguang realized that the veteran with scars on his face had lost his left hand.

"Retired non-commissioned officer of the Sixth Regiment of the Skitarii, James Bowen..."

"Fifteen years ago he fought on the Continental battlefield.

"At that time, the Gehrman army used some dirty methods to make the brothers in the trenches go through hell, leaving no bones left..."

As if recalling the great horror, James' brow showed a little horror.

Sean vaguely remembered that in the European battlefield of World War I, in order to regain the advantage, the increasingly inferior Gehrman army used extremely filthy magic to summon something that did not belong to this world...

Those things caused great trauma to the Allied soldiers, both psychological and physical.

"It's people like you and the clergy," the veteran said with a choked voice, "sacrificing himself to save the lives of my brothers and me...

"Since then, as long as I am lucky enough to meet people in the esoteric world, I will come to express my gratitude."

James Bowen, holding his hat in his left hand with an empty sleeve, gave a standard military salute with his right hand.

"There is nothing to worry about in the matter of duty."

"Resisting evil is the meaning of our existence."

The explorer responded with a salute.

After the veterans paid their respects, Sean obviously felt that the atmosphere in the dining car was different.

There were fear in the eyes of several people, but at this moment the shadow has disappeared without a trace, not only that—

Another couple came to the Mystery Table and expressed their gratitude by telling stories about their mansion being cleansed and coming out of a nightmarish experience.

"It seems that Queen-level explorers are more representative of the conscience of the industry."

Before the promotion, Sean and Moonlight were on the road, and they received more fearful sights.

But after promotion, people respect them like soldiers...

Perhaps, this is the proof of qualifications—

Newcomers with no rules are respected, but veterans with outstanding military exploits are admired.

When the saluting people returned to their seats, the meals for Sean and others were finally served.

The silver tray was placed in front of Sean, and the mustache waiter lifted the silver cover lightly, and the delicately arranged fried chicken with asparagus and peas was presented in front of Sean—

The feeling of the premium compartment is really different...

Picking up the silver knife and fork, while Sean was chewing on the chicken that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, his eyes naturally turned to the car window.

As the sky darkened, the snow scene outside the window showed a faint blue hue, which contrasted nicely with the warm color inside the carriage, creating a picture with a strong sense of contrast.

The contrast between the cold wind whistling outside the window and the comfortable and harmonious atmosphere inside the window makes people inadvertently rejoice that they are on a warm train.

After dinner, Possessed Panza was obviously very interested in having a cup of coffee and sitting and chatting.

However, Moonlight, who is quitting smoking, doesn't think so.

While eating, the pianist watched the guests at the next table smoking one cigarette after another. This made him a little restless.

"I'm a little tired," Moonlight forced himself not to look at the man smoking next to him, "let's go back to the room and rest."

Sean naturally agreed with Moonlight's suggestion, and Pan Sha had no choice but to return to the carriage with them resentfully.

After getting into the carriage and closing the door, Sean, who sat back on the sofa, found that it was getting darker outside the window.

The scenery in the distance seemed to have sunk into the deep sea, completely hidden in darkness.

Nearby, only Wu Xue could be seen flying away in a hurry.

Close to the window glass, you can even hear the sound of wind and snow blowing.

"The snow seems to be getting bigger." Moonlight squinted and looked out the window, the black glass reflected his face, as if he was staring at himself.

"I hope the weather will be better when we arrive in Junyer tomorrow..." Sean picked up a book he was reading before, a book about rare folklore, from the Queen-level library.

Turning the pages of the book to the page that had been bookmarked before, amidst the whistling sound of the wind and snow, Sean found the place where he had disconnected before, changed into a comfortable posture, and continued reading with relish...

Moonlight, who was full, was unable to smoke, which seemed to be particularly difficult for him. Before it was time to fall asleep, he could only curl up his body, bury his chin in his collar, and start to take a nap with his eyes closed.

Olivia sat quietly on the side, looking out of the window - those random snowflakes seemed to be very beautiful in her eyes.

In the box, only the sound of the second walking, and the sound of Moonlight's steady breathing, occasionally mixed with the sound of Sean turning the pages of the book.

The winter night is fierce, but it is isolated from the car window.

The quiet and peaceful time passed by, and Sean suddenly frowned.

When he took the book away from his face, he saw Moonlight sitting up too.

Olivia looked at the door vigilantly: "Someone is walking quickly.

"Breathing fast...

"The heart beats fast, too."

If there is an ordinary person sitting in this car at this time, he may be at a loss: why didn't I hear anything?

It was five seconds before he felt relieved—there was real movement outside, and someone came stumbling over.

Bang bang bang!

The knock on the door was urgent.

"Mr. Mystery Explorer! Mr. Mystery Explorer!"

The ectoplasm had checked the person outside the door, and it was an ordinary man in a panic.

Sean directly opened the door with spiritual matter: "What's the matter?"

Outside the open door was a young pale face—a conductor in a red uniform.

His lips seemed to be dry. Looking at the calm Xiao En and his party, he swallowed his saliva and said in a trembling voice, "Mr. Mystery Explorer, something strange happened..."

It can be seen that the young man in front of him has experienced extreme shock, which made him speechless for a while.

Moonlight's left hand shimmered, playing a soothing tune with it.

The young man was surprised to find that a warm current surged from his heart, dispelling the chill that made his bones tremble.

"Don't worry, speak slowly." The enchanted Pansha in the next room also heard the movement and stood outside the box.

The young man nodded. After calming down, tears were about to come out: "Now is the time for me to patrol...

"About ten minutes ago~lightnovelpub.net~ I passed the dining car—it's the peak meal time, and there are more than a dozen gentlemen and ladies sitting in the car...

"Then, I went to the front of the car and turned back to the last car after punching the card...

"That's about two minutes..." The distance from the dining car past the high-class car where Sean and the others were, to the front of the car was very short, and it only took two minutes for the conductor to turn back to the dining car.

The conductor blinked, tears rolling down his face.

"When I go back to the dining car...

"There was still smoke wafting from the dining car, but there was no one there, not even the waiter."

Moonlight frowned incomprehensibly: "Maybe they just finished their meal and returned to their respective boxes?"

"This is the strangest thing..." The conductor's voice sounded like he was about to cry, "I searched all over the train, but I couldn't find those dozen people!"