Just as Sherlock picked up the salute and was about to lead the way ahead, suddenly, the voice of the conductor came from the copper pipe on the wall of the steam train—
"There is a notice broadcast below that the murderer of the disaster in Steel Code City has been identified. The identity of the other party is the absconding descendant of the Stuart family, Suleman Stuart, who used to be named Suleman Arthur Road you"
"This person is extremely dangerous and has a strong anti-social tendency. Anyone who has witnessed his whereabouts should contact the local Orthodox Church as soon as possible, and do not contact him casually. If the truth is true, the organizer will be rewarded."
"This announcement is issued by the Church of Steam. All steam trains passing through 'Steel Code City' have received telegrams. Passengers who get off in front of the train can check the profile picture of the wanted target at the 'Light Leader'."
I... am I wanted by the authorities? ! Suleman was a little stunned, because in his mind, the catastrophe in Gangdian City was quelled by the War Church, and the status of the Red Sacrifice Saint was not limited to even a trivial matter.
Could it be that after the Church of Hunting compromised with them, as a condition of exchange between the two sides, 'Sulman Stuart' became a figure on the wanted list? Suleman subconsciously guessed the reason behind this telegram.
No! The Church of War is an orthodox force in the cold land of the north. Compared with outsiders from other realms—the Church of Hunting from the Panjie Tree Domain, it is obviously not an opponent of the Church of War.
The level of influence of the two sides in the northern cold soil is by no means the same order of magnitude!
According to common sense, there is no reason for the Red Sacrifice Saint to compromise with them! Could it be that guy did it on purpose? Suleman came up with a very bold guess that fit the situation.
Because I did not leave with Ibis and returned to the central holy city of the War Church, the Floating World Palace, that stinky woman, Melody, stumbled and made my situation difficult in the outside world. Due to the external situation, I had to Return to the Ukiyo Palace? Hiss. She looks like a young girl, but she is so scheming, she is worthy of being a red priest.
No wonder, the telegram said that there will be rewards for notifying the church, not rewards for killing. Obviously, Melody did not want him to encounter great danger, but deliberately created a difficult situation, forcing Suleman to go to the floating world The palace can make a saint of the church so caring, which shows the important value of Suleman in her heart.
but
Melody was doomed to be disappointed. She never imagined that Suleman would possess the special ability with the prefix 'unique', the Thousand Illusionist, who could change his appearance with the help of spiritual information, and there was no trace of him at all.
The most frightening thing is that the appearance that Suleman is using now comes from the ancient characters recorded in "The Heroes of Argas". They intercepted the other party's spiritual information, and used the special ability Thousand Illusory Face (incomplete) to cover themselves. Even if they used mystical tracking methods, it was still difficult to find Suleman's whereabouts.
It can prevent occult tracking!
This is the scariest thing about 'Thousand Illusions'. Of course, the current him does not have complete characteristics, but is incomplete, and his ability is not perfect enough. Facing the occult pursuit of high-ranking people, there are still clues left.
He doesn't have to worry about tracking after he has reached the full level of deduction progress and obtained the complete traits.
When he came back to his senses, Suleman silently slandered, what you want is Suleman Stuart/Arthur Doyle, and what does it have to do with the innocent passer-by 'Arson Robin'
Amidst the thoughts, Suleman followed Sherlock, who was carrying a bag in front of him, and the two arrived at the entrance to get off the train. When they stepped on the steel steps, they fell onto the railroad track covered with fine gravel.
Looking up, there are passengers dressed similarly to them nearby, one by one carrying them to salute and get off the train, but the railway track is filled with fog and gray. Not only that, but at the end of everyone's line of sight, there is a huge mountain range surrounded by gray and white mist. Because the mist is too thick, only a silhouette can be seen faintly, towering and majestic, like a miracle.
beep!
Some sharp copper whistles came from the side. The two looked around and saw a young man wearing a round felt hat and blue jeans, who looked like a worker. He was holding a huge pointing sign, and while gesturing towards the crowd, he shouted loudly—
"Welcome to the Cangxue Mountains. Passengers are invited to go to the 'Lamp Leading Place' to receive lighting tools in an orderly manner!"
Some hoarse voices echoed on the railway tracks and platforms, and also resounded in the ears of passengers. Some newcomers who have just arrived set foot on the platform of the Cangxue Mountains for the first time. Kind of curious.
"Mr. Yasen, let's go to the location of the 'Light Leader' first." Sherlock bowed heavily and explained to Suleman: "The Cangxue Mountains are different from other places. That said, the platform area we are on is already the 'brightest' part of the entire mountain range, if you want to go to other areas, it is best to get a local special lighting tool first."
Of course I know this common sense. Su Erman thought silently. He came to the Cangxue Mountains to hunt for the famous secret code holder in his previous life.
Those plots in the previous life also took place in the Cangxue Mountains. Suleman knows this place very well.
However, he needs to maintain the image of a 'personal design' and continue to pluck the wool from Sherlock's body. Instead of interrupting the other party's narration, he nods indifferently:
"good."
Sherlock glanced at Mr. Arsen's hands that were not carrying anything, hanging leisurely beside him. This scene made his eyelids twitch slightly, and he could only pretend not to see, and took the initiative to lead the way.
The two stepped onto the platform, handed in the ticket stubs, and headed for the direction indicated on the sign. Soon, a 'shop' with glass lamps appeared in front of them.
It is said that it is a shop, that is, a tent built with simple brackets.
The front of the tent was full of passengers similar to them, and there was a long queue one by one. The two of them were not in a hurry. They were obviously extraordinary, but they waited quietly with their bags like ordinary people.
Suleman was not in a hurry, anyway, he didn't need to carry anything.
When it was their turn, the owner of the shop, dressed like an ancient wizard, was wearing a thick coat and almost hid most of his body under the cloak, asking them what they liked. Then, Sherlock chose a butterfly lamp, and Suleman, after considering his own personality, chose the most common and cold lantern.
"This is the sesame oil block you bought. If you consume it completely, you can go to the 'Golden Lantern' department store in the West District. The sesame oil block he sells is of the best quality." Passenger, not long after, he gave the same words to the other party.
"That shop was opened by his twin brother." Sherlock muttered, and then, as a demonstration for Suleman, he threw the solidified orange-red 'sesame oil block' into the upper opening of the lantern .
Boom!
The block of sesame oil fell into the inside of the lantern. In an instant, it turned into the shape of smoke and dust, and then rippled like an ocean. A little bit of orange-red seeped out from the inside of the lantern, blurring the surrounding area.
Strangely, as the halo eroded and shone forward bit by bit, the originally sticky gray mist dispersed on its own initiative, opening a path for the two of them to move forward.
At the same time, travelers in the same situation as them also held lanterns with halos, broke through the thick mist like slurry, and walked towards the depths of the mountains step by step. A continuous line in the field of vision.
PS: Ask for a monthly ticket, double the price!
(end of this chapter)