Princess Rezia has made sufficient preparations for the joint action on Wednesday. She arranged a special carriage and driver in advance, and gave herself a false identity to facilitate her movements.

Now Xia De is still an MI6 agent operating secretly in Cold Water Harbor, while Rezia is an active writer at the Lengshui Harbor Wharf, contributing articles to the local "Tuna Literature and Art Newspaper". She has a full set of documents there, unless someone recognizes her face directly, don't try to find out her identity.

"Do you do that often? In Tobesk, I mean, also under false identities?"

Xia De asked curiously when he boarded the carriage.

"I used to do this before I met Dorothy. After all, my father's discipline is very strict, and no one in the family dares to disobey him. Even if it's an adult princess like me, or a prince like my brothers who even have children, unless Give up the title, or you can't think of any freedom. But it's better after knowing Dorothy, and I ask her occasionally, and use her body to act, which is very interesting."

It sounds like the current king of Delarion is a hard man with the kids.

"Does this "Tuna Literature and Art Newspaper" really exist?"

Xia De became interested in her press credentials again.

"certainly."

The princess said, after the carriage started, ask the maid in the carriage to help pour tea. This carriage looks ordinary from the outside, but there are all kinds of utensils inside. Fixed small table, tea set, aromatherapy, Shade even found a rifle in the hidden compartment under the carriage seat.

"This identity is real."

"You bought the local paper?"

"Of course not. "Tuna Literature and Art Newspaper" itself is my industry."

Xia De immediately showed an expression of enlightenment. Outsiders claim to be well-informed, but they still have too little imagination for rich people.

The destination of this visit is in the dilapidated old urban area bordering the south area of ​​Lengshuigang City and the dock area, which is the former urban area of ​​Lengshuigang City before the discovery of the New World. However, as the exploration of the New World deepened, the center of Lengshui Port gradually moved to the north of the city, which was more suitable for the construction of deep-water wharves, resulting in the abandonment of a large area of ​​the old city in the south of the city.

There are still residents there, but most of them are local old people who miss the past, or poor people who have no money to rent a house in the urban area.

The carriage carried the two of them to the ancient street called Kesham Lane at eleven o'clock in the morning. This street is the dividing line between the dock area by the sea and the old town in the south of Lengshuigang. Looking east along the alley, you can vaguely see the Church of Peace with its old classical style spire. The old church has a history of 900 years and has been rebuilt many times, which means that the Church of Peace is the first church of the Five Gods to take root in Lengshuigang.

The rain is still falling, moss is all over the corners, and there is almost no one on the street. The desolation of the old alley is not only due to the rain, but judging from the nearby windows sealed with wooden boards, the empty store doors, and the gravel road that has been in disrepair for a long time, even on a sunny day, the old There may not be many pedestrians on the streets of the city.

It's best not to be too conspicuous when walking around the area, especially the Old Town east of Kesham Lane. It's not that Shade discriminates against low-level citizens who are nostalgic for the old days, but in this seaport city, the residents living in this cold and humid old city are mostly gloomy and sullen, full of hostility to outsiders.

On the way here, Leiziya told Xia De that the nearby area is one of the areas where the disappearance of foreign population in Lengshui Harbor is the most concentrated.

The ring magician who claimed to have lifted the mermaid's curse lived in the ancient street in front of him. Xia De and Princess Rezia got off the car at the intersection, and each came to the street with an umbrella. They performed clever make-up in the carriage. In this era when photography technology is backward and there are no clever ways of recording, such a cover-up method is enough.

Coincidentally, when the two got out of the car, another rental carriage stopped at the intersection. Both Xia De and the red-haired girl looked curiously, and found that two men with notebooks and glasses got out of the car.

Among them, the older one was wearing a white shirt and a very old-fashioned brown double-breasted vest with a black pen in his pocket. He was about fifty years old. The young man looked five or six years older than Xia De's appearance, his hair was combed meticulously, and he looked curiously at the surrounding streets after getting off the car.

Both carried umbrellas and had similar badges on their chests, and the older one carried a cane. Xia De glanced at the princess, who explained to Xia De in a low voice:

"That's the badge of the local university of Lengshuigang. I remember it is...the Third School of Mechanical Manufacturing of Lengshuigang. These two people should be scholars of the school."

The scholars who got out of the car also noticed the two Xia De, but because they didn't meet each other, seeing that both of them were well-dressed, they nodded through the rain curtain as a greeting.

Just as the four of them walked along the street, Xia De unexpectedly discovered that the other party's course of action seemed to coincide with his own.

"Sorry, are you also here to visit that antique collector, Mr. Jude?"

After the young scholar got a little closer, he asked in a low voice on the side of the street. Seeing the strange man approaching, Leiziya dodged to avoid it, and Xia De slowed down and started talking with him:

"Yes, this lady is a reporter from the "Tuna Literature and Art Newspaper". I am her assistant and also a bodyguard. Are you..."

Although the social atmosphere in this era is relatively open, and it is normal for women to go out to work, female journalists who act alone will usually go out with a male assistant, which is also for safety.

Rezia nodded coldly to the young scholar. The latter was attracted by the pretty girl's face, and explained in a low voice:

"This is my teacher, Professor Katya, and I'm Lim Scott. We're here to visit Mr. Jude for our subject."

Professor Katya nodded kindly to the red-haired girl and Xia De with outstanding temperament.

"Are you scholars?"

Shad asked again.

"Yes, folklorist."

Rezia didn't respond, but Shad blinked. According to the classic and terrifying passages he has read, when visiting such a remote ancient city, and most of the information of the object of the visit is unknown, it is very unknown that a group of four people actually appeared in three professions: reporter, detective and folklorist. sign.

"My teacher and I are doing a project on the old town in the south of Lengshuigang. Mr. Jude, who lives here, has some materials that we are very interested in. We came here after someone introduced us."

The young scholar continued to talk, and Xia De also explained that he and the lady beside him came to collect information for the reconstruction of the southern old city.

Since both wanted to visit the same person, the four came together. With the cover of the two folklorists, Xia De and Princess Rezia's visit can also appear more natural.

However, when the group arrived at the downstairs of the stone building that had gone through hundreds of years, Xia De looked at the rainwater sliding down the wall and always felt that the trip would not be that simple.

Most of the buildings in the old city south of Lengshuigang are old houses from a hundred years ago. Probably because of local customs, most of the houses are gray stone buildings without paint.

After knocking on the rusty iron door, it took a long time for someone to open the door for them. Behind the door was a middle-aged man with a gloomy expression, heavy bags under his eyes, and dull skin. He was wearing a long leather apron with dots of white marks on it, which looked like flour:

"Good morning, sir, we are reporters from the "Tuna Literature and Art Newspaper". These two are folklorists from the Third School of Mechanical Manufacturing in Lengshuigang. We are all here to visit Mr. Jude."

Xia De and the young Mr. Scott handed over the business cards of the reporter and the professor respectively, representing the identities of the two teams.

The middle-aged man took the business card, glanced at it with slightly protruding eyes, and then looked at the four people standing at the door holding umbrellas. His complexion is very bad, his accent is also very strange, and his throat makes a grunting sound from time to time:

"Good morning, gentlemen and ladies. Please come in first and wait in the hall. Mr. is reading a book in the study on the second floor. I will report, please don't wander around."

The men let the reporter lady in first, then wiped their feet on the insoles at the door one by one, and put the dripping umbrella on the wooden umbrella stand at the door.

Without the master's permission, the four of them temporarily stood in the hallway. Fortunately, this old building is bigger than No. 6 Saint Teresa Square in Shard, so it is not an exaggeration to call it a mansion, so it doesn't look crowded.

Probably because of today's heavy rain, the interior of the stone building is not as damp as the outside.

I don't know why the lights are not turned on in the room~lightnovelpub.net~ The whole house is very gloomy in the morning on a rainy day. Of course, there are no windows in the foyer, and the rainy sunlight projected in from the living room casts large shadows in the room.

On the wall of the foyer is a cool-toned oil painting depicting the ocean in a storm, and even capsized fishing boats in the storm.

And the four guests in the foyer stood in the darkness like this, looking at the somewhat terrifying oil painting and listening to the increasingly violent sound of rain outside the door. The strange atmosphere in the room made them all involuntarily imagine what kind of person that Mr. Jude would be.

Old and yellowed wallpaper was pasted on the walls, and behind the peeling wallpaper was a wall with mildew. This house has stood from ancient times to the present, and has seen the changes of Coldwater Harbor in countless days and nights. If you want to study local folk customs, the house itself is the greatest value.

If Dorothy is interested in collecting materials, come to the house and have a look, and she will definitely find more ideas. And the weird atmosphere inside the house is also in line with the identities of ring warlocks.

Xia De was just curious whether Mr. Jude, who hadn't shown up yet, would suffer from rheumatism because of living in this kind of place all year round.

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