Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom - Chapter 169

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Wendell finally found the legendary conductor, and he asked the bewildered conductor to inform the driver and ask him to stop the train.

“Has it appeared again…Young man, do you know what the rules are this time? Maybe I need to update the passenger notice.”

The drunken conductor took out a bunch of keys and walked unsteadily to the cab.

“If you are found and touched by a ghost, you will become a ghost.”

“Drinking juice that shouldn’t exist will turn you into a red-uniform conductor.”

“Without a ticket you will be expelled from the train.”

“Interacting with the red-uniform conductor will be dragged away.”

After Wendell answered briefly, he immediately asked: “Isn’t this the first time it happened?”

“no.”

“Why didn’t anyone notify the police department or the church?”

As the key was turned, the old train conductor muttered indistinctly: “You will know when you get out.”

Everything went smoothly, as if the train conductor was found, the game was over, and there were no other accidents.

There was still a fog of silence outside the open door. Wendell stood at the door. He looked back at the conductor’s slightly hunched back, and then turned back to look in front of him. After hesitating for a long time, he returned to the conductor’s lounge and found a fairly solid He fixed himself and the handle of the heavy iron door of the cab at both ends of the rope, took a deep breath, and stepped forward.

It seemed that there was a clear and clear sound of shattered starlight suddenly hitting the eardrums. Wendell lost his mind for a moment, but immediately a lot of noisy voices poured into his ears. When he blinked at the same time and raised his eyelids again, the world It was clear at once, the orange street lamps gently embraced the crowd of pedestrians.

Wendell felt that he had stepped across time and space, and finally returned to reality.

He looked back at the train behind him again. The doors of every carriage were open, and a few people went out sporadically. Someone saw him and the rope, and showed an incomprehensible puzzled expression.

The steam train was mostly empty, and most people had already got off the train, or were sitting at the dining table, or had already rushed to the hotel.

Wendell untied the rope silently, touched his ID, confirmed the direction, and walked out of the station quickly. He wanted to go to the police station as soon as possible and send a telegram to MI9.

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In a compartment of the steam train, Klein picked up his suitcase and prepared to go to this small town adjacent to Tingen for dinner.

Although this small town is only an hour away from Tingen by steam train, Klein had never been here before, and he hadn’t even left Tingen in the past twenty years.

The types of food here are no different from those in Tingen City in Klein’s memory. It is different from the previous ones, but now he no longer has to worry about the cost of food, but when he saw Jianhai’s special eel bibimbap on the menu, Ke Klein thought of the classrooms at Hoy University. When he saw lamb stew with tender peas, Klein thought of the messy streets in the Iron Cross neighborhood.

“Is there a recipe for the Warlock’s potion on the menu?”

Klein’s thoughts were interrupted, he turned the menu unconsciously, and found that there was a blank space behind, Klein turned the menu back silently.

“Or is there some hidden treasure map on it that can make you rich overnight?”

The lamp **** sat on the opposite seat boredly playing with his own oil lamp. He didn’t look up at the hustle and bustle of the restaurant, nor did he look at Klein who was in a daze.

Klein was probably very used to the style of the lamp god, so he didn’t make any rebuttals, and looked at the menu seriously.

Early the next morning, Klein boarded the steam train on time.

Without any accidents, the steam train arrived at its destination in Hayshire in the evening.

Back in Bayam, Klein had already designed a new identity for himself.

This should be a middle-aged man with experience. He was born in a small town in Jianhai County. When he was young, his family was well-off and well-educated. His parents died unexpectedly when he was just an adult. He came to Constant, the capital of Jianhai County, alone. After trying various jobs, he was finally encouraged to go to Dixi Bay to seek wealth on the sea.

From here, identity begins nesting dolls.

At the outermost level, through more than ten years of hard work, he has owned land and mines in Disey County, and has become a wealthy man with aspirations.

At the middle level, he used Disi Bay as a springboard, partnered with others, and accumulated enough wealth in the East and West Balam Colonial Areas through smuggling, brokering and other less-than-stellar means. He planned to go to the capital to launder Bai himself, seeking promotion in class status.

In the innermost layer, he had a wealth of experience in many cities in the northern and southern continents in the past ten years. Of course, he failed to make a fortune. After defrauding a sum of money in Disey County, he fled to Backlund and used the money as the starting capital. An elaborate deception. He wants to pretend to be a rich man in Backlund, spend a lot of money in the early stage to establish the image of an investment genius, and after winning enough rich people’s trust, he will forge a very attractive project, trick people into investing, and finally abscond with the money . This idea comes from a well-known senior scammer who almost became the father of the real creator.

In order to make these nesting dolls more convincing, Klein has made a lot of preparations in advance. While he was staying in Bayam to make money to pay off his debts, he had already gone to Disi Bay and East Balam to plant a lot of clues.

Now, he only needs to buy an identity certificate in Jianhai County, and then find a small town to fabricate a person’s existence through a series of proof materials that appear out of thin air in different data rooms.

Of course, he came to Jianhai County for another purpose, which was to forge the experience of existence for the great detective Charlotte Moriarty from Conston City.

With the help of Senor, in just a few days, haunted rumors appeared in many places in Conston.

This is mainly because Klein has listened to the gist of the lamp god’s performances about the puppet master and the crafty mage.

In Bayam ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Gilchies established the image of a vengeful devil, and now, Klein is going to give Senor the identity of a midnight ghost.

When the long and wet rainy season came, Klein finally returned to Backlund.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the most expensive hotel room in Hillston District, watching the drizzle outside, Klein’s thoughts diverged, and the meteor shower that had to leave Backlund appeared in his mind, and he remembered being The lightning storm that forced him to bid farewell to Bayam, in the end, all turned into sighs for the lost gold pounds.

“Sell the shares in the bicycle company first, otherwise you will not be able to support Dwayne Dantès’ status as a big loser.”

Putting on the umbrella, he walked out of the room. In a corner missed by the street lights, Klein turned into Sherlock.

Klein walked to the side of the street and was about to hail a taxi, but suddenly remembered that Mr. Detective was a financially constrained and very frugal guy. After considering the distance, Klein held an umbrella and walked towards the waiting area for the public carriage.

(end of this chapter)