Chapter 17: The Town of Goode
When the plane arrived in Germany, it was raining there. The sky was a little overcast.
The three of them got out of the airport and took a taxi, and the destination was a nearby room that had been booked for a long time.
Taxis were circling the streets of the city, and Grace and Ginger Sake were both in Germany for the first time, but Goering had been there once on a business trip.
Looking at the customs of different places and the appearance of the city. Grace smiled charmingly.
After just over twenty minutes, the small hotel arrived.
When the handover is done and the check-in can be smooth, it is already twilight.
The three of them carried their luggage and went up to the guest room on the fifth floor.
It's a nice room with a window overlooking half of the city. The dΓ©cor in the house is also nice.
Jiang Sake was standing by the window looking at the German city under the gloomy sky.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the house. Goering, who was sitting on the couch, got up, strode over, and flicked the doorknob.
I saw Grace holding a tablet in her hand, a little interested.
Could it be that Mr. Zhou has news from there? Didn't you say it would take a while? Jiang Qingjiu thought about the two and walked over.
Grace is like the two of them showing the tablet in their hands, showing a satellite real-life map of the mountains of southern Germany.
"This is no man's land. β
As she spoke, she drew a rough range on it.
It was clear that the mysterious mountain should be in this area.
However, according to the scale of the map and the actual distance, this range is not small.
"Can you be more specific?" Jiang Sake asked tentatively.
Grace shook her head.
According to the information learned before I arrived, the area has been classified as a military exclusion zone. It's a good idea to be able to find this complete map.
The night was already very dark, and the three of them talked briefly for a while, and then went back to rest.
Jiang Qingjiu was standing by the window of the bedroom, his brows furrowed, not to mention whether Chen Yihe had any news about the ancient relics of Jiang Ren. The spell that the Great Wizard had placed on himself alone was a headache.
Do you really want to kill the Cavendi clan who have never met in order to save their lives?
If what the Great Wizard said was true, the Cavendi clan caused the wizard's death, and then caused the demon rebellion that followed. Then they should really die to apologize, but those are already the work of their ancestors, and these people may not know anything.
Shaking his head, his brain was a little stuffy. That's when the phone in your pocket rang.
Pulling out the phone, it was an unknown number.
"Hey. β
"Hey, are you ginger sake?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was somewhat familiar, and Jiang Qingjiu had a stirring in his mind, which was the man named Li Yimeng who he met when he went to Bob's Tavern at that time.
"It's me. What's the matter with you?"
There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and then he smiled, a little reluctantly. "Why don't you come to us, we have the information you need. β
He should have said something about the chaos in Ducheng.
"I'm in Germany now, I'll go to you when I have time. β
"Oh, it turned out to be in Germany. Li Yimeng seemed to have expected something a long time ago, and used a reasonable tone.
Then he added: "I need to remind you of two things. We're not in London right now, so if you want to find us, call us. Remember that the information we have in our hands is not only that little thing, maybe we also know some of the others. β
The brief conversation ended quickly.
Li Yimeng told Jiang Qingjiu very directly, and they found themselves completely because they wanted some blood in his body.
Jiang Qingjiu's brain is even more confused now, who is Li Yimeng and his group, there is no reflection in his mind about this.
Jiang Sake turned around, took a few steps, and lay down on the bed. Maybe you can get some news from Huang Zimo or Zhang Yiwen.
I turned on my phone and made a call.
The first one to call was Huang Zimo, and the bell rang for a long time, but no one answered. I guess I'm asleep. Ginger sake didn't think much about it. Then I called Zhang Yiwen, and this time the call was quickly connected.
"Hey, hello. β
Zhang Yiwen's voice is still so cold, not that he deliberately did it, but that he was born like this.
"Zhang Yiwen, it's me. β
The other end of the phone seemed to hear Jiang Sake's voice, and returned: "It's Brother Sake, what's the matter with you?"
Regarding Zhang Yiwen's character, he didn't know how to say a few more words, so he said straight to the point: "I want to ask you to help me investigate someone." β
The other end of the phone slowed down, as if there was some surprise, but quickly returned: "You said." Who?"
"This person's name is Li Yimeng, he wants to make a deal with me, and they seem to have the true identity of the person behind the Ducheng Rebellion. I'm in Germany right now, and it's not convenient to investigate him. They should also have come from Huaxia. β
Zhang Yiwen frowned, it seems that Jiang Qingjiu doesn't know the situation on the Sichuan side yet, so don't tell him for the time being. So decided, back: "Got it." If you have a message, you will be the first to be relayed. β
The two sides hung up the phone, Jiang Qingjiu's heart was slightly soothed, and he fell asleep groggily.
The next day, it was late in the morning, perhaps because of the dark clouds that had accumulated in the sky blocking most of the sunlight.
This small hotel offers a free breakfast, which saves a lot of unnecessary hassle.
After vacating the room, the three of them rented a car and drove towards the southern mountains.
Looking at the map, the place was in the middle of the Alps. Although they had not been to that place, the three of them had more or less heard about how beautiful the scenery was, and they did not expect that Rog would be imprisoned in such a place. It seems that God is indeed merciful.
When the three of them set off, they agreed, and because of the urgency of time, they drove directly to the nearest town to that area, and did not go to any hotel to rest except for refueling on the way.
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By the time I arrived in Goode, it was already more than a day later.
This town is a little different from other towns near the Alps, and due to its remoteness, the local tourism industry is not very prosperous, and the overall development is a little too backward.
So much so that when Jiang Sake's car drove into the town, it caused some children to chase and watch.
There was no parking lot here, which the three of them didn't expect.
I found an open place and parked the car.
Goering had been on a business trip to Africa, and I don't know why he saw these children surrounding him, and for a moment he thought of it, and he tried to deal with African children, giving them some compressed biscuits, some milk, etc., and then he actually spoke fluent German,
"Give you all food, and remember to take care of the car for us. β
The children smiled innocently and nodded in agreement.
Leaving this empty flat land, I walked around the town roughly.
The town is not large, there should be only a few hundred people. The people here are dressed plainly and in a strong style of the 90s of the last century.
I searched almost the whole town, and finally found a very small inn at the very end of the main street, which did not even have a sign.
On the window in front of the store was a torn, almost illegible string of copy paper, which was supposed to have words written about staying in the store.
The owners were an old couple, who looked to be in their seventies and eighties.
It seemed that three young men walked in with their luggage, and the old man, who had been napping by the fire, woke up at once. As if surprised, and as if happy, he stood up and greeted his three guests.
"Three honorable guests, from afar, do you want housing?" the old man smiled kindly, and his voice was very gentle.
"Yes, old man. We want two rooms. β
Grace, who was standing next to Ginger Sake, put down the luggage in her hand, twisted her wrist, and then returned naturally.
The old man turned back and took the key that hung on the wall behind him, and said, "Three young men, call me Bilbo." β
He handed the two keys to Grace, and then added, "These are the best two rooms, you don't have to pay now, and when you leave, you will count the money, this is the rule on our side." β
The old woman didn't seem to be in good spirits, but she just smiled at the three people who were staring at her, and didn't say a word.
"Let's go, I'll show you to see if the house is satisfied. The old man took the cane hanging on one side and led the way in front.
The house was only three floors, and after going up to the second floor, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to walk up, saying as he walked: "The tallest building in our place is only three floors, and if you live on the top floor, you can see the beautiful mountain and forest scenery over there at a glance. β
When he finished speaking in one breath, everyone had already gone up to the third floor.
There are only two rooms on the third floor, opposite each other, with a balcony in front of them.
I opened the door, and the furnishings inside were naturally checked a lot compared to the environment of living in the German capital. But it's neat and clean.
The old man asked with some joy, "Are the three young people still satisfied?"
"Sir, your house is pretty good. Goering gave a thumbs up. This is many times better than what he lived in Africa.
I could see that the old man seemed to be very happy.
Then Grace came from another room, and could see that she was quite satisfied with the room, and she asked curiously, "Sir, are you a native here?"
The old man shook his head and replied, "I wasn't originally from this town, but I stayed because of her. Decades have passed. β
The old man waved his hand, said he was going to prepare dinner, and left.
The three of them stood on the viewing balcony and looked at the mountains opposite, enjoying the tranquility of this moment.