Zheng Fei bowed his head, curled the corners of his mouth, and remained calm.

At his waist, two muskets were pinned, and his coat could be revealed.

The mayor took two steps forward, stared into his eyes, and after a long moment, suddenly, his frowning brows relaxed, and he smiled, "Are you the owner of the circus?"

Nod.

"Do you know that the Romanian prince is coming to Venice? next week he has a birthday and gives you a chance to perform. ”

Mayor Mare didn't see the brown bear hunter climbing the stairs, but judging by the frenzied reaction of the audience, it must have been exciting, and he needed a good show to slap the prince.

And this request, Zheng Fei couldn't ask for it.

"Okay!" Zheng Fei replied briskly, this time the smile was from the heart.

The mayor smiled with satisfaction, then put away his musket, returned to his kind posture, and said in front of the people's gaze, "Ladies and gentlemen, try to go out and walk around as little as possible these days, the prince likes to be quiet, and if he is uncomfortable, all of you will not be happy, understand?"

He didn't tell the truth, because he knew that if people knew that Brad was coming, the whole city of Venice would be terrified, and it would be even more difficult to arrest Brad when the time came.

People didn't dare to speak, so they could only nod timidly.

"Okay, let's all disperse!"

After saying that, the mayor stepped on the tall horse, led hundreds of musketeers, and rode away, leaving behind the back that many hated.

"Isn't it just a prince, what's the big deal!"

Taking advantage of the distraction of people's attention, Zheng Fei quietly led the natives around the street corner, and by the time people reacted, the circus had disappeared.

Zheng Fei did not go directly back to the dock, but ran through a few streets, called a few carriages, and rushed to the exchange.

As a result of the bombing, the streets near the exchange were deserted, and the residents closed their doors and windows, and the whole family stayed in the house to eat over the fire, the men chopping wood, the women sewing clothes, and the children lying on their stomachs at the windows, trying to go out and play.

There were no soldiers on the exchange, firstly, there were no Zài detectives in this era, and there was no need to protect the scene, and secondly, almost all the troops were transferred to hunt down Brad.

Zheng Fei didn't enter through the door, but went straight to the back, where Brad jumped out of the window.

This is a meadow, the grass is already yellow, the ground has been trampled to a disfigured appearance, and countless large footprints have been left by the brute cattle.

In the bleak cold wind, Zheng Fei leaned over and carefully searched for something in the dry grass.

The natives wondered as they rubbed their hands together and looked at him, smelling the smell of meat wafting from the nearby residents, and took a few sips, snorting and puffing.

Hans came to Zheng Fei's side, glanced at the ground, and asked suspiciously, "Captain, what are you looking for??"

"Look for the traces left by Brad. Zheng Fei said, concentrating.

"But, the traces here should be all brute, right?"

"That's why I'm looking. ”

Zheng Fei frowned, fiddling with his hands in the grass, he didn't find anything, and was about to stop his hand, when suddenly a spirit was excited.

In the grass, there was a small strip of cloth, the size of a little thumb, most likely scraped by Brad when he jumped out of the window.

He was about to pick it up, but stopped and beckoned to the native, known as the Stalker, to come over.

It was the first time that the tracker was summoned by Zheng Fei, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly ran over, waiting for orders.

Zheng Fei pointed to the strip of cloth and said, "Smell this and find his master." ”

Without further ado, the tracker immediately complied, crouching on the ground and closing his eyes, concentrating on collecting the remaining scent on the strip of cloth.

Hans asked, "Captain, how do you know that this must be Brad's, or maybe a brute?"

"There was no such strip of cloth on the bulls, and the clothes they wore were leather, and there was a layer of hard leather armor on the shoulders and wrists, and nothing else. ”

This explanation made Hans open his mouth in surprise and said, "How can you observe so clearly?

"No, it's just a habit, I'm specifically trained in this, observing and remembering things around me, which is important for special operations. ”

"Special operations?" was even more surprised by Hans, a term he had never heard before.

"Ugh"

After a while, Zheng Fei still didn't think about how to explain it, the concept of special operations can't be explained in one or two sentences, and a thick book can be published.

Two minutes passed.

The tracker straightened up and opened his eyes, full of confidence in his eyes, he had already familiarized and remembered the smell.

"Can you find it?" Zheng Fei smiled.

The tracker replied with a decisive nod, as if he had returned to the time when he was rounding up large game in the Americas, frowning at the faint smell that remained in the air.

Since the smell of the wild bull was so strong that it was almost muffled up, he could only signal to the brown bear hunter and say a few words in the native language.

The brown bear hunter came over, tore a strip of cloth from his clothes, blindfolded him, and tied it tightly.

When a person is deprived of vision, the sensitivity of smell and hearing is effectively improved.

Sure enough, after being blindfolded, the discovery journey was much easier, with the tracker moving forward step by step, and the brown bear hunter playing an important role - guide dogs.

Out of the meadow, onto the bridge, through the alleys, across countless search teams, and for an unknown amount of time, in a secluded corner of Venice, the tracker stopped and ripped off his blindfold.

Here, the smell is becoming clearer and clearer, and even if there is a nearby family stewing beef soup, it can't hide it.

After concentrating on identification, he confirmed that it was to the west, and raised his finger to go.

Following his guidance, Zheng Fei saw a river, which was much larger and had a strong current, unlike the river in the center of Venice.

On the bank of the river, there is a small wooden house, which is only a hundred meters away, as if no one lives in it, and it is deserted.

Thinking of this, Zheng Fei asked the natives to hide themselves and beckoned to Hans, who understood and handed over the binoculars.

The telescope, which allowed him to see the hut clearly, and the windows were tightly blocked by the cloth, confirmed his suspicions.

"Is it in there?" asked Hans.

"Quite possibly. He looked around, because it was on the outskirts of the city, there were only a few houses, all of them were relatively dilapidated, the residents were taking a nap, only one girl was drying clothes upstairs, and when he saw them, he blinked curiously and smiled.

Surveying the environment is a necessary work before the battle, even if this is not the era of hot weapons, Zheng Fei has already developed a habit, and if he doesn't observe clearly, he always feels uneasy.

After making sure that there was nothing out of the ordinary, he ordered in a deep voice: "Hans, go back to the docks and bring the primitive people, hurry up!"

[Unconsciously, it's been two hundred chapters, time flies so fast~] (To be continued.) )