At this moment, Wendell only felt that his calf was trembling slightly, as if he could no longer support the weight of his body.

After leaving Utopia, he had expected the worst outcome, which was to die suddenly one day, for no reason.

However, he never expected that he would meet someone from utopia, in the real-life metropolis of Beckland.

And more importantly, the visitor also invited him to go to Utopia again.

For Wendel, it was a terrible nightmare, and he didn't break down on the spot.

Maintaining his basic composure, Wendell squeezed out an embarrassed expression and said:

"I've had a lot of things going on lately......"

The policeman named Biles immediately said:

"The hearing is two weeks later, and this is the relevant paperwork. ”

As he spoke, he handed Wendell the document in his hand.

Frankly, Wendell didn't want to take it at all, but he had to.

Biles then took a step back:

"This is about a woman's future, and I sincerely hope that you will testify in court. ”

"It depends......" Wendell neither wanted to agree, nor dared to refuse.

Byers didn't say much, but bowed:

"I will be waiting for you in Utopia and hope to have a chance to see you again. ”

With that, he turned around, left the house, and entered the street.

During the whole process, Wendell seemed to be frozen and turned into a statue, standing there without blinking an eye.

After another dozen seconds, he seemed to finally wake up from the nightmare, and his body fell to the side with some limp, and he propped his right hand against the door.

Just now, he was so afraid, afraid that Byers would forcibly bring him back to a utopia that didn't exist at all.

As a result, Wendell wondered if he would have a chance to leave, perhaps just disappear forever.

This unpredictable but obviously bad outcome frightened him more than a sudden death.

"Hurry up, hurry up and report this matter! Catch that policeman from Utopia, find out the real situation in this strange town, and find a suitable way to solve the problem once and for all!" Wendel came back to his senses, and forcibly bred up his spirits, ready to notify the MI9 personnel who were secretly monitoring him.

At this time, he finally found that there was a big problem with his response just now, and he didn't seize the opportunity to use the agreed gesture to inform his colleagues in the shadows that there was a problem with the visiting police, and he didn't try to delay the time, waiting for the monitor to find out that something was wrong, and he didn't give full play to his former expertise as an intelligence officer, and asked Biles which hotel he stayed in Beckland and which train he booked the ticket on which day.

He was so frightened that he could only subconsciously adopt the least surprising response.

Thinking of this, Wendell walked out of the room and glanced in the direction Biles had left, but he didn't even see the other party's back.

The policeman from Utopia has blended into the passing carriages and pedestrians.

Retracting his gaze, Wendell looked down at the paperwork in his hand, and suddenly felt a little apprehensive in his heart:

"Two weeks later, what happens if I don't go to Utopia to testify?"

The more Wendell thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his calf went weak again, and he hurriedly made gestures to inform his colleagues who were hiding around him about his abnormality.

............

West End, 9 Bellotto Street.

Upon learning that Utopia residents had arrived in Beckland, Hugh was shocked and confused.

According to her previous observations, utopia should be hidden in some hidden place, or between the real and the unreal, through a random entrance, allowing outsiders to enter and exit.

As for why outsiders should be allowed in and out, it should be a requirement of the ceremony.

Therefore, in Hugh's cognition, the residents of Utopia should not leave their hometowns and run around.

What are the true identities of these residents, followers of Mr. Fool, companions of German Sparrow of the World? Hugh asked about the general appearance of the visitors to Utopia, and because of the lack of further information, he had to return to MI9 headquarters first, hesitating to send his subordinates to conduct a large-scale search.

She wasn't sure if Mr. "World" would be happy to see such an act, and worried that it would affect the ritual.

After pacing back and forth in the office, Hugh was ready to pray to Mr. "The Fool" and ask him to pass on his questions to Gelman Sparrow of "The World."

As he walked to his chair, Hugh's gaze swept over the report on the table.

It was an investigative report by two of her subordinates, which confirmed that the passengers who had arrived in Beckland were fine, and pointed out that one passenger was stranded in Utopia.

Passenger...... Hugh's eyes condensed slightly, and he had a guess based on his intuition:

The Utopia resident had come to Beckland for his own purpose, not to run around, and his purpose was likely related to one of the passengers who had left Utopia before.

This...... Hugh was startled, and quickly sat down and tried to pray.

Just then, there was a knock on her office door.

“...... Come in. Hugh hesitated.

As the door opened, Hugh saw Locke with a goatee and Wendel, an eyewitness to the events of Utopia.

"Colonel, Wendell has met someone from Utopia, and he has come straight to the door!" Locke said with some confusion.

This development was also unexpected.

Really...... Hugh was not only not surprised, but secretly relieved.

She looked at Wendell and said:

"Why did he visit you?"

"He asked me to go to Utopia to testify about the murder of Tracey mentioned in my report. "Wendel is noticeably calmer than before.

He then added:

"He was a police officer, his name was Biles, and I didn't dare to ask him where he lived, when he was going to leave, and what steam train he was going to take. ”

In order to show his importance, Hugh stood up and thought about the following:

"Locke, gather the members of your squad at once, look for the taxi coachmen who often wait for guests around Wendel's quarters, and the public coachmen who pass through the neighborhood, and ask them if they have seen Byers, and if so, where they have been carried, and send someone to the steam train station, wait at the entrance, and observe the passing passengers......"

After instructing his subordinates, Hugh turned to Wendel:

"You cooperate with them to draw Biles's appearance. ”

"Yes, Colonel. Locke and Wendell replied at the same time.

When they went out and closed the door, Hugh sat down again and began to pray.

Soon, she received a response from Mr. Fool and saw Gelman Sparrow, the "world" praying in the gray mist.

Gelman Sparrow told her:

"You can do the investigation normally.

"The ritual can be speculated when necessary, but it must be included in a few options. ”

Hugh breathed a sigh of relief and waited patiently for his subordinates to report back on the investigation.

When night came, Locke returned to Bellotto Street and reported to Hugh:

"We've found the driver of the rental carriage carrying that utopian!"

"Huh?" Hugh showed his concern.

Locke simply recounted:

"The utopian named Byers had asked the coachman to go to the docks, but as soon as the carriage entered the area, he asked to get off the car, saying it had arrived.

"That street was quite unfamiliar to the driver, and he felt lost.

When he left the street, he noticed that his surroundings had become familiar again.

"Our men accompanied him there again, but he couldn't find the street. ”

Hugh nodded slightly, and said in a solemn tone:

This is in line with the description of entering and exiting utopia in the previous case. ”

"Colonel, you mean, to be able to enter or exit Utopia on any street in any city?" Locke still couldn't believe it.

Hugh groaned:

"So far, but I've always felt a little bit of a problem, huh...... How does utopia connect with different places, and what does it rely on to locate it......"

After his voice had faded, Hugh said to Locke:

"Go and tell Wendell that he'll be here for the next two weeks until that paperwork expires. ”

"Okay, Colonel. Locke immediately turned and left Hugh's office.

Wendell had no opinion on Colonel Dilcha's arrangement, and it could even be said that it was only at MI9 headquarters that he could find a sense of security.

His temporary lodgings were a slightly remodeled vigil room, with windows looking out onto the lawn, garden and trees.

With a glance, Wendell saw a pitch-black crow, standing on a branch, quietly looking over the side.

............

Bansey at night is unusually eerie, with the occasional echo of crows or other seabirds.

Verdu stood at the window, looking at the ragged docks and the dead city in ruins, and the pressure grew in his heart.

After a few days at sea, his ship was about to arrive at the port of Bansey.

The captain had told Verdu during the day that they would only wait two hours, beyond which he would have to wait for the next boat on the deserted island.

Taking a breath, Verdu withdrew his gaze and took off his coat.

Then, he opened the suitcase, took out a black robe with a classical charm, and put it on his body.

The surface of the robe is embroidered with gold and silver threads, and is inlaid with gemstones the size of various grains of rice, which is a seal belonging to the family of Abraham.

Ready, Verdu left the pirate ship and entered the port of Bansi.

On the way, the classical robe tightened from time to time, causing his face to turn purple and close to fainting.

As he walked, Verdu found the original Bansey telegraph office according to the map he bought, and saw that there were two still vivid blood-red marks in the middle of the collapsed building, as if the two men had been crushed into meat sauce.

Next to these two shadows, on a broken wall, depicts an octopus-headed monster in armor, riding on waves, and holding a trident.

Verdu raised the lantern in his hand and was about to take a closer look, when he suddenly felt a drop of cold liquid fall on his neck.

He was shocked, and subconsciously reached out and touched it, only to feel that it was sticky, not like rain, and had no color, not blood.

Kind of, like saliva...... Verdur's forehead twitched slightly, and he slowly looked up at the possible place where the drop of liquid had fallen.

It was a dark night sky with no moon or stars.

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