Although Shad was not aware of the local church's actions, he remembered that he had other investigative progress:
"The investigation into the tomb robbers has basically been completed. Specifically, of the tomb robbers who left the island, only two are still alive. One is an ordinary person who probably won't live until the end of this month. The other is a ring wizard. I only know his name at the moment, and I'm still investigating other details."
The witch frowned slightly;
"Are the lost burial objects of Rusty Edwards, the eldest daughter of the second generation who died young, still in their hands?"
"I asked, and most of them were sold by them. A small number were sent back to the island to remove the curse and buried in the woods leading from the pier to Green Lake Town. Yes, they were cursed by stealing the property, but I'm not sure what the curse is."
He described in detail the whole process of his search for the tomb robber. The witch listened carefully, and when Shade finished speaking, she said with regret:
"So, I want to take revenge, but I can't find anyone to take revenge on?"
"You really have no way to retaliate against that dying guy except to kill him two days earlier. But that low-level warlock might still be alive. Even if a low-level warlock cannot remove a curse that ordinary people cannot resist, it is unlikely that he cannot alleviate it."
"Well, I'll leave this matter to you to help investigate. As for today, are you interested in going with me?"
The beautiful lady asked Xia De.
"It's raining outside, where are we going?"
"Deal with Rotten Eye Bali. Since this man is a cultist, no matter what he does locally, he cannot be left behind."
The witch said, and Shade felt the temperature in his chest was decreasing, which meant that the soul that dominated the body opposite had changed again. So, although the "injury" was recovering, the witch seemed unable to keep the soul dominating the body:
"He has many bases in this area, but he has been at the Ivy Club all day today, meeting with some Carsonrick merchants to discuss business. We can take this opportunity to go to his lair and maybe find something unexpected. If you hadn't shown up today, I was going to leave these things to my followers, but since you're here, let's go together. I think you would also like to see with your own eyes what he is doing."
Shade nodded. He had no objection to this arrangement, but was worried that it would waste the witch's time. But Miss Megan Edwards was willing to walk with Shade:
"It's nothing anyway, and you've helped me so much, so I..."
She didn't continue, so Shade took his dice and stood up to leave:
"What kind of business do those Carsenrick merchants want to discuss with Rotten-Eye Barry? Smuggling?"
Megan smiled:
"Yes, it's drug smuggling. Specifically, those Carsonrick merchants were hired by Paradise Island Pharmaceuticals to hold him back today. So, we have plenty of time to investigate. This is just a small matter. If it can be solved by Paradise Island Pharmaceuticals, it's not a problem."
The waiter of the hotel held an umbrella for the two of them and sent them to the carriage parked at the door. The carriage drove into the rain, which would probably continue for a long time.
The whole city became wet in the rain. After the old streets were wet by the rain, it seemed more like entering the ancient times of the past than ever before.
In fact, the scenery of Green Lake City when it rains is better than when it is foggy. If there is a desire to develop tourism here, it would be a good idea to use the "ancient lakeside city" as a selling point.
In Megan's preliminary investigation, she selected five locations worth investigating today. These did not include the casino that Shade had visited, but included other businesses of "Rotten Eye Barry" in the city.
In the carriage, Megan handed the documents she had investigated to Shade. Shade took a quick look and was surprised that the other party was so rich: "Including fixed assets, he must have at least 200,000 pounds in assets, right? Isn't Green Lake City very poor?"
"The poverty of Green Lake City has no necessary connection to whether the gangs are poor."
Megan said, and then reminded Shad to look at the following pages:
"We have a tight schedule today, so we may not be able to visit all the places. There are three locations in the city of Green Lake, one in the Mikaela Blast Furnace City on the south side of the lake, and one in the lake. I suggest starting from the city, then going to the Glass City, and finally to the lake. If you don't have enough time, you can choose to go to one of the latter two. Once the investigation is finished tonight, we will directly deal with the cultist."
"Of course he can... Casinos, brothels, black boxing, smuggling... If he wasn't a ring wizard, he wouldn't have to be bothered by the ring wizard's thoughts. Maybe he could unify the entire underworld in the Green Lake area."
Although the ring warlocks have strength beyond that of ordinary people, running these illegal industries requires more than just strength.
"It's possible that he was shot and died in an unknown alley a long time ago."
Amid the sound of the rain, the two got off the carriage at the intersection of Roget Street, near the Duin River, in the west of Green Lake City. The carriage stopped at the side of the "Green Lake City Bank", a regional bank with a somewhat shabby storefront, but it was the newest building on the entire street.
Roget Street is where bulk commodity trading takes place in the city. Because it is close to the river and convenient for transportation, Lanyan Bali runs a warehouse here, which is also a relatively formal business of his.
Megan thought this place was suspicious because the cargo lists she obtained through special channels often showed some inexplicable goods such as "pig feed". In addition, Barry was very concerned about this warehouse which did not make much money and rarely handled smuggled goods, so Megan chose this place.
"Don't worry about getting off the car. Even though I brought you here, there's no need for us to do it ourselves."
The lady with short brown hair said, looking at the man sitting opposite her in the sound of rain, and raised her eyebrows slightly:
"Are you short of money? I was just keeping an eye on Barry's income."
"I can't say I'm short of money. I don't spend much myself, but my cat eats a lot. And most of my daily expenses are paid by the girls."
He wanted to sigh when he talked about it. He could afford small expenses such as food and gas, but Karina and Resia always stuffed clothes and various household items into No. 6 Saint Teresa Square without his consent. He couldn't even remember how many clothes he had bought with his own money since he came to this world.
Megan pretended not to care and asked:
"You really enjoy this feeling, being welcomed and having someone offer to pay the bill."
"enjoy?"
Shade shook his head:
"Of course not. It makes me feel like I owe others something. I prefer to earn my own money and spend it myself. Besides, spending a woman's money makes me feel like my self-esteem is damaged."
He looked at the rain outside the car window:
"I remember every time they were nice to me, and I always feel that I owe them. So, even if they sometimes do something wrong out of impulse, I will forgive them..."
Megan breathed a sigh of relief:
"If you have time, you can introduce me to your friends. I think they should be some interesting people too."
She doesn't care about the girls around Shade because she obviously thinks no one is as good as her.
"There will be a chance."
If Miss Carina leaves this week, she will definitely be able to reach Green Lake City next week.
As they were talking, three horse-drawn carriages rushed past their carriage in the rain. Megan signaled Shad not to speak, and then asked the driver to turn the carriage around so that they could see the door of the warehouse from the window.
The three carriages stopped beside the warehouse, and five or six men in black got off each carriage. Including the driver, a team of nearly twenty people rushed into the warehouse.
The sound of rain suppressed the sound of the gunshots under the silencer, and at the same time, it did not spread the smell of blood. From the small window of the carriage, it was not very clear what happened in the warehouse, but Xia De could imagine it.
This was different from what Xia De had thought of. He looked at Megan in surprise, and the latter explained:
"I won't kill people casually. Rotten Eye Barry takes this place very seriously. These are his confidants, people who would be a waste of bullets if shot to death. As for those rude men in black, they are not my people. Barry came here from Coldwater Harbor more than 20 years ago, and he has occupied so much territory in the local gangs. There are many people who want to kill him. I just need to spread the news."
The group of black-clad men who rushed into the warehouse were very efficient, and they all came out in less than ten minutes. They returned to the carriage, and then the carriage rushed away again. The rain washed the ground, leaving no trace.
But Megan still didn't let Shade get off. After a while, another carriage stopped in front of the warehouse. The witch's followers, two girls with six rings, walked in. After they gave a signal, the carriage that Shade and Megan were riding in finally stopped at the door of the warehouse in the rain. The girls with six rings held umbrellas and waited for the two people in the carriage to get off in the rain.
"You see, we don't have to do everything ourselves, we just have to show up when the time is right."
Megan said.
Shade was the first to get off the carriage, but he just took the umbrella and didn't ask anyone to hold it for him. He turned around and saw the lady with brown shawl hair looking at him at the door of the carriage, so he stretched out his hand. Megan then showed a satisfied expression and took his hand to get off the carriage. The girls on the side all had blank expressions, obviously they already knew something before they set off.
It was a damp rainy day outside, and the smell of damp soil in the air was enough to cover up the smell of blood from the three people lying in the yard. But once inside the warehouse, because there were no windows for ventilation, the smell of blood could not be covered up in the damp and hot environment.