At this time, in front of Mason was a car covered with canvas. From the outline of the covered car, it could be seen that this was definitely not a cheap car.
Only those high-end cars that are so expensive that people can only sigh and despair will have some non-distinctive styling. Obviously this car is one of them.
Mason didn't recognize the car, but he knew the guy pushing the cart. He had known this guy for seventeen or eighteen years. He was the postal worker in the town and the only postal worker. The reason why I can remember this guy is probably because he would ride his bicycle around the town every day and tell everyone that there was no letter addressed to them in the post office, let alone any fines. It's a very boring place, but sometimes there are very interesting people.
"Why are you here?" Mason looked at the beggar-like postman and couldn't imagine what he had gone through to become like this. The curly hair is stuck together, as if there are a lot of things crawling around in it, and there are some blades of grass or other things in places that are not easy to notice. He only had a very worn canvas suit on his body, and he was shivering in the cold wind.
He crossed his arms, and there was a hint of warmth on his slightly blue face, "Dulin... let me... put this car in your hands, Mr. Mason." As he spoke, he patted the car next to him, And he lifted off the canvas, revealing a smooth car without any scratches or dust, and it was dazzling. The only regret is that the wheels of this car are flat and badly worn.
Mason immediately invited him into the police station and asked him to get him a set of clothes and warm milk. Then he told Mason his story for the past six months.
In fact, there is no story, it is very boring.
Dulin asked him to drive the car to Mason, and then Mason could decide whether to keep it or send it to the town for Mr. Kesma to drive. So Mr. Postman drove the car very responsibly from Ilian City, with the target It is the northwestmost city of Tenel in the empire, spanning thousands of kilometers.
He, including Dulin, all forgot one thing - supplies, as well as possible vehicle breakdowns and necessary repair costs during the long journey. The car had a problem after driving seven or eight hundred kilometers. One of the tires hit a nail and went flat. The postman paid for it himself to patch the tire. Before he left, Dulin gave him some money, which was quickly spent on the rest of the journey, such as continuing to repair tires, replacing the power cabin, and purchasing catalysts and obsidian crystals.
When he drove the car to the middle of the empire, unfortunately the car broke down again. If the little money left was spent on repairing the car, he might not be able to support him in driving the car back, so he chose another option. The only way to bring the car back is to push it.
He bought a piece of canvas to cover the car to prevent scratches and other things from damaging the car body. He would also sleep in the car when the weather was cold. The feeling of having an extra layer of canvas was definitely different. . In this way, he told his experience like a legendary story, which made Mason think that his brain might be broken.
"Why... I mean why don't you call me or the town?" If he could make a call, no matter who answered the call, a lot of things and troubles could be avoided.
The postman was silent for a moment, "Sorry, I don't know your phone number. As for the town... is there a phone in the town?"
This made Mason, who already had some skills, suddenly come up with an idea. Sometimes unaffordable wealth is not a good thing for a person, and can only become a heavy burden. There is no doubt that if Du Lin handed him something worthless, he might have given up long ago, but this is a luxury car, a luxury car that he cannot afford, plus he has inexplicable responsibilities In the end, his heart forced him to complete a legendary journey.
There was some silence in the room, and Mason didn't know how to speak. Fortunately, a police officer rescued him and said that someone below was going to find him and let him go down.
Mason took out two hundred yuan and handed it to the postman, and held his hand tightly, "This car is very important to me, and more importantly, I am very touched by your sense of responsibility. There is a lack of it in this society now." This is the perseverance that can keep doing one thing. This is a little reward, you must accept it, you know, I still have something to do..." After the postman said that he had no problem, Mason thanked him again and left.
When he walked to the lobby on the first floor, a woman wearing a mask immediately looked at him, which also let him know who was looking for him.
"I am the chief of the Turner City Regional Police Department, Mason. How can I help you?" Mason was very polite. He did not behave arrogantly just because he was the chief. He was a child who grew up in the country. We always know how to be respectful and polite.
The voice of the woman wearing the mask was very... cold, with an indescribable arrogance, just like the businessmen I saw in the town when I was a child. Those businessmen always cover their noses with handkerchiefs, as if the air in the countryside is different from the air in the city. They always look down on everyone with a condescending gaze, with a kind of pure contempt in their eyes.
Mason felt the contemptuous and arrogant attitude in this woman, but he showed no plan.
"We are members of the military, and this is my ID." The woman showed her ID, with Lily written on it. She quickly put the ID away and said, "Make a vacant room for us." Room, we need to look up something."
Anyone who dares to use an officer's ID card in a police station is either a lunatic or a fool. It seems that this group of people is not fake, especially the look in the woman's eyes behind the mask, showing a kind of disdain. This really cannot be deceived.
Mason quickly took them to the conference room. The conference room of the police station was basically empty if there were no deadline-based tasks to solve the case. The woman named Lily asked her two men to tidy up the place and asked He said: "Alfalfa Town is also within the jurisdiction of the Tener Regional Police Station. Is there any information about the town here?"
In fact, this masked woman was Anna. She couldn't help but go to Alfalfa Town last time, but she didn't find any useful clues. At the same time, she had a feeling that she seemed to have alarmed some people in the town. So she can't go anymore. If she arrests people directly without evidence, those people will probably run away. This is something she won't allow to happen. After chasing for so many years, she finally got a clue, and she didn't allow herself to fail. So she took advantage of the opportunity that Anpu was seconded and had no tasks on her to go to the Tener Regional Police Station and get the information about the residents of Alfalfa Town. No matter whether she could find Mr. Kesma or not, she would definitely It's not wasted effort.
Mason reacted quickly, nodded calmly, and responded repeatedly, "Yes, there must be. Alfalfa Town is indeed within our jurisdiction. What information do you want? Or all of them?"
Ana took a deep breath, found a chair and sat down, "All of them!"
Mason left the room, ordered a few female police officers to move all the information about Alfalfa Town, and returned to his office at the same time. He was about to call Mr. Kesma, but he didn't expect that Mr. Postman was still there. After the two looked at each other for a moment, Mr. Postman said goodbye to Mason with a half cup of hot milk. After closing the door, he was silent for more than ten seconds, then picked up the phone and dialed his home number.
"Father, the person you were talking about is here..."
Anna and the three of them were immersed in reading through several boxes of information until after eight o'clock in the evening. Finally, she selectively took a few pieces of information. These information did not contain detailed information about a certain family or individual, only the history from the appearance of Purple Alfalfa Town to Changes now, changes every year. Some people's names will also be mentioned in these materials, such as who was there when this town was first established, how many people there were in total, how many crops and output there were, and whether there were any cases that required police dispatch.
In the second year, how many households were transferred from other places, who they were, what the total population of the town was, how many households there were, how much farmland and industry, and taxation issues.
These things are more like a general statistical report, but this statistical report does not have various legends that are clear at a glance, and some are just pages of text, which actually provides some convenience for Anna's work. From these documents, she knew that Alfalfa Town was established thirty-three years ago. At that time, there were only six households in Alfalfa Town. In the second year after the establishment of Alfalfa Town, the number increased to thirty households, and then there would be some households every year. Growth, which until fourteen years ago, almost came to a standstill.
The only clue that Anna can confirm now is that there is a person next to Dulin who uses a single heavy weapon. If nothing else happens, this person must be Layton or a descendant of Layton. That person can do things for Dulin, or is Dulin gave him enough money, or he and Dulin had a very good relationship. During the investigation of Du Lin's past career, this person did not appear. Only after he arrived in Odis City did this person pop up inexplicably.
According to these information, in the third year since the establishment of Alfalfa Town, that is, in the winter thirty years ago, a total of eleven households became new residents of Alfalfa, including Mr. Kesma's family. . Over the next few years about sixty families joined Alfalfa, and if this person was in Alfalfa, he must be among the less than a hundred households.
She said hello to Mason and left with her people and the information in her hands. She didn't need to do the next thing either. She planned to entrust it to the newly established Information Office, starting from Alfalfa Town. population Survey!
(End of chapter)