Jack Lavaldi walked with his assistant into a restaurant outside the Bern station.

Boreni, a small city in the middle of Genoa, happens to be a node of north-south transportation, and its main economic feature is transit trade.

With the opening of the railway, the city has a lot of potential for development. If the planned railway network is built, it will become a transportation center for Genoa and a hub for overland trade.

The service desk was facing the main entrance, and the restaurateur was dozing off on the table, while a young waitress with a freckled face stood by and watched the passers-by boredly at the door.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon, the hottest time of the day in the summer, and there were not many people in the restaurant, and there were three people sitting in the innermost corner, eating noodles while whispering something, and when they saw someone coming in, they all looked at the comer.

"Do you want a meal, sir?" greeted the waitress warmly.

For this restaurant outside the station, there may be customers at any time of the day, except at night, but there are not many people dining at this time.

The boss came to his senses and immediately stood up. Out of professional instinct, he almost figured out the general identity of the person who came in an instant.

Ravati was dressed in a cool white silk shirt, wrinkled and with a little ink on the cuffs, but the person who came was not an employee of a company or a trading house, but more like a scholar or an engineer or something.

In particular, he had an entourage with him, who was pushing a cart with two wheels, on which were several suitcases, and at the top there was a scroll of drawings tied to a thin rope or something.

"Welcome, sir, do you need a meal?" said the proprietor with affection.

Ravadi nodded, and walked to an empty table and sat down at the boss's personal beckoning.

"Is there ice cream?" Lavadi glanced at a young man sitting on the other side, who was slowly sipping ice cream, Lavadi felt that this man could eat all day, "My assistant is tired today, and this is a reward for him." ”

"Thank you, Professor!" the young assistant was visibly delighted.

It turned out to be a professor, and the boss became more enthusiastic: "Yes, in this summer, ice cream is indispensable." Many guests come here and like to order this summer dessert. ”

"Okay, give my assistant an ice cream to cool down, and as for me, give me a cold beer, I'm almost steamed. "Then give each of us a steak set." ”

"Okay, wait a minute. The boss quickly wrote down the guest's request, handed it to the hostess, and motioned for her to pass it to the back kitchen.

"I would venture to ask, sir, are you a professor at the University of Poitou?" asked the boss curiously.

"That's right, this is Mr. Jack Lavaldi, a professor of electromagnetism at the University of Poitou. The assistant said, "Our professor is also a member of the Emperor's Science Association, which is very powerful!"

Lavadi glanced at his assistant and felt that his assistant's words were a bit too much. Once upon a time, he was just a little-known lecturer.

"Mr. Professor, you are a truly learned man. ”

Hearing the word "royal", the boss was in awe.

"No, I'm just standing on the shoulders of giants with a little bit of luck. "This is a famous quote from our headmaster, Earl Rocky Hill, who I respect the most and who is my guide in scholarship." ”

"Count Rocky Mountain, that's just a big deal!" complimented the boss, "to be honest, my shop wasn't doing much at first, but since the railroad and the station, business has picked up all of a sudden. If so, please pay tribute to Lord Earl on my behalf!"

The hostess brought ice cream and cold beer, and Lavadi raised his glass and smiled: "Hats off to the Count!"

Ravadi suddenly felt an unkind look from the corner, and the three men stopped talking and looked over. When Lavadi turned back, the three men in the plaid shirts immediately withdrew their gaze.

At this time, ten men suddenly entered the store, they glanced at the layout of the store, and then walked over and divided into two people, just on the left and right sides of these three people.

At this time, apart from the ten new guests, three men in plaid shirts, Professor Lavadi and his assistants, there was only one young man who was still savoring the ice cream.

Even Lavaldi, who was immersed in academics, sensed that the atmosphere in the store was changing.

The three men in the plaid shirts had finished eating, and one of them took out a gold coin and placed it on the table, and then stood up without saying a word with the other two companions.

At this moment, the ten men suddenly stopped their way, and almost at the same time, each of them pulled out a pistol from the handbag he was carrying.

There was no way they could reload, and in the midst of the gunfire, the three men in plaid shirts fell to the ground, holding their legs and screaming, and the pistol was aimed at their legs.

The waitress screamed, and the restaurateur hid behind the bar.

I saw that the ten men quickly tied up the three wounded, and then carried them cleanly out of the restaurant, threw them into a carriage that had been prepared long ago, and left with a puff of smoke.

From the time they came in to the time they left, it took the ten mysterious men less than five minutes.

Ravardier and his assistant were terrified, and as soon as they took a bite of the steak, they put it down without even knowing what it tasted and hurried out of the hapless restaurant.

The two of them had to buy a few pieces of bread and simply go to the train station because they were on the next train heading north. At this time, they saw the young man they had met in the restaurant drinking ice cream alone walking towards them.

"It's terrible!" said the young man.

"yes. Ravardi glanced at him, making sure he was talking to him.

"Actually, this is not uncommon, and I dare say that it must be the rebels who have been arrested, and behind them may be a terrible bloodthirsty. As for those ten awesome guys, they are not necessarily secret police. The young man said.

"Maybe. "Ravardi didn't want to talk to strangers about this, and his attitude was cold.

"Professor Lavadi, I've heard the Count speak of you. The young man said.

"Count?"

"Count Rocky Hill, of course. "He said you are a true scholar, gifted, willing to delve into, immersed in academic research." In the past, you just lacked a good opportunity. ”

The young man's words reached the bottom of Lavadi's heart, and he was relieved of his guard.

"This is the Count's love. I had gone to Fort Patram to conduct a scientific experiment, which had been a plan of the Count for a long time, and if successful, it would be a great experiment. "Ravadi was excited.

"Can I know what the experiment is about? Of course, if it's classified, I won't ask. The young man said.

"Electricity, do you know what electricity?" said Lavadi, "We built a dam in the village of Nain under the Ott Mountain, and used the potential energy of the water to drive a water turbine, which then drove a generator to generate electricity......"

"Electricity can be used for lighting, and if successful, we will say goodbye to candles and oil lamps, and water energy will be inexhaustible. Of course, electricity is not just used for lighting, it will become a new source of power......"

In a secret room in a secret house not far from the station, Roland Hill watched as his men interrogated the three True God Elements he had just captured.

He is certainly not a secret policeman, and the only object of his allegiance is Sean. Sean's secret war with the Magi and the Joker continues, and his goal is to completely remove the power of the Magi and the Joker from Genoa.

Unlike Posey-Robinson's intelligence network, Roland Hill is a man of action, and his work is no different from that of the secret police.

"You're saying it's suspicious to capture a diner at the scene?" Hill asked his men.

The subordinate said, "Head, I'm not sure, but the young man looks quite similar to the portrait, and my attention was all on the target at the time, so I didn't think much about it." Could he be the one the Earl wants us to help find?"

"Forget it, you don't have to worry about it. "You go on with the interrogation, find their accomplices, and cut down the roots." I have business to do, and must make a trip to Partenham, where the Count will meet me, and you will be on standby. Maybe we'll get a vacation. ”

Half an hour later, Roland Hill appeared at the Bern train station, and at a glance he saw what his men called the young suspicious man.

He quietly followed on the train.

The young man was Rose dressed as a man, and Sean mobilized many hands to find her, but Sean did not tell his men the reason for the search.

Rose didn't really have a place to go, she seemed to have been wandering around Genoa, and after meeting Professor Lavadi by chance, she was so interested in his experiments that she became the professor's follower with a little trick.

It's just that this attendant is relatively wealthy and can have a box on the train.

On the train, Hill stares at her box while pretending to stand at the junction of the two trains and smoke. At this moment, Rose walked out of the box, a cigar in her hand, and walked straight to Hill.

"Sir, can you borrow a fire?" asked Rose. So far, Hill still hasn't realized that she's actually a woman.

"Oh, of course!" Hill was a little flustered.

As he reached for a match in his pocket, a pistol was held against his abdomen.

This pistol is familiar.

"You work for Sean?" Rose asked.

"Who is Sean? I don't know!" Hill said, "You'd better be careful not to go off! ”

"This pistol is good, new product?" asked Rose, "and there is no need for ignition, no flint, no need for buckshot to be shoved through the muzzle." What a murderous weapon. ”

Of course, this new model is still a secret at the moment. "I think you should give it back to me." You're using the wrong method, even insurance......"

There was a click, and the bullet was loaded.

"In fact, I've seen ...... of the earliest blueprints"