"Where is Ninivir Manor?" Mr. Theo asked quietly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The old crow flew to the master's shoulder and stopped, and then whispered to the master: "Old cellar! ”

"Good, well done!" Monsieur Dior praised again.

The first day, the old black crow came to report that the crows that roosted on the ancient trees of the sky for the winter had found an anomaly, and that there was a black whirlwind blowing from the red manor to the Ninivi manor, and after a short time it blew back from the Ninivi manor, and Monsieur Theo was puzzled when he heard it, and he did not think that his nephew would come back and say that a black wind had swept away the pigeons in Paris, what would be the relationship between the two anomalous phenomena in these two places?

Monsieur Theo ordered the old crow to keep an eye on the crow, and the old crow had been eyeliner on the way from the red manor to the Ninivi manor, and it was really targeted today.

Of course, this is the credit of the entire crow flock, but the old black crow is close to the water and gets the moon first, and the corners of his mouth are crooked.

"You guard the manor, I'll go back when I go!" Monsieur Theo said, shaking his black robe, and came out through the wall.

Dio spread his wings and flew, and in such a dark night when there was no moonlight, the black-robed and black-winged Dio seemed to be invisible.

He flew down the wind, guided by the lights of Ninevie's Tower, and soon came to Ninevier Manor.

Originally, the distance between the two manors was only a few kilometers, and it was a straight-line distance in the air, and he had a big wing, and it was faster with the tailwind tonight.

He is very familiar with Ninivi Manor, his ancestors have lived here for generations, he has lived here for more than 30 years since he was born, every grass and tree can be named, not his great-grandmother, they still live in Ninivi Manor today, it is not for Longpo, Ninivi Manor today will not change hands.

However, these children's affection is useless, and sometimes it can be bad, and great-grandmother is an example, so he never married.

Monsieur Theor folded his wings and landed at the door of the old cellar at Ninivi Manor.

There are two wine cellars in Ninivi Manor, about seven or eight hundred meters away from Ninivi Castle, one is the old wine cellar left by our ancestors for generations, where the red wine in the oak barrels is made by relying on the natural temperature and humidity in the wine cellar, the taste is mellow and old, and the fruity aroma is incomparable, but with the development of the times, the hundreds of oak barrels are far from meeting the needs of the market, so after the Ninivi Manor came into the hands of Mr. Theo, a new wine cellar was built, and the new wine cellar area was many times larger, and modern equipment was added.

However, in this way, the scarcity of things is expensive, and the wine in the old wine cellar becomes precious, and it is generally not sold to the public, except for a part of its own internal consumption, the rest is a collection.

Monsieur Theor lifted off the gray-blue eye mask, which was bright enough to illuminate the road ahead.

This is an old stone staircase extending to the ground, Mr. Theo stepped on the stone steps, and there was an echo of "dong ......" underground, and as he stepped on it step by step, there was a "knock, knock ......" sound one after another, which echoed and spread in the dark underground, and it seemed eerie.

Monsieur Theo did not walk the dozens of steps quickly, and deliberately slowed down, he mainly observed the movements around him, and a lion would patiently observe for hours before hunting.

At the last step of the stairs, a large iron gate blocked the way, and a heavy lock fell from the large iron gate!

But these were nothing to Dio, and he shook his body like a ghost floating into the iron gate.

There is a switch of electric lights behind the iron door, these are rear-mounted, in order to ensure the natural fermentation of red wine, the temperature of the light is taboo, but for the convenience of taking wine, so many dim electric lights are installed.

Dio turned on the light switch, and he lifted his eye mask to see the familiar stacked old oak barrels on either side of the cellar.

He walked down the dark, authentic cellar......

The sound of his footsteps echoed through the cellar, and he lifted his eye mask again, shining the gray-blue light on the dark voids around the oak barrels on either side!

Suddenly he stopped, for he heard a sound of "Si Si Suo", and he spread his wings slightly and landed where the sound had come from.

It was in a dark corner in the innermost part of the tunnel-like cellar, in the middle of two rows of oak barrels.

Monsieur Theor shined on it with a gray-blue light!

This is a man whose hands and feet are tied strongly, and his mouth is sealed!

Mr. Dio flicked his wings lightly, and the seal on the man's mouth fell off, and then Mr. Dio saw clearly, this is the missing pigeon Zhong Li, although Mr. Dio has not dealt with him directly, but he has clearly seen it in the photo of the pigeon file!

"Please, please let me go! I've told you everything you want to know, and you've taken it too, so why are you still holding me up? Zhong Li said in a trembling voice.

Mr. Theo put his hand in front of his eyes and shook it, but he really didn't react much, which proved that he was a pigeon Zhong Li.

"Where is this? Please let me go! What's the use of you keeping me in? It's better to let me out, you see how many people need me, and then I can provide you with information! Think about how dangerous it is to hold the dragon if you don't know who you are, and how many people are ready to move! ”

Mr. Theo didn't answer him, he just raised his wings just now, and with a "snap", a big slap fell on Zhong Li's handsome face!

Mr. Theo waved his wings again, and the seal that fell to the ground sealed Zhong Li's mouth again!

Monsieur Theo shook his black robe and flew out of the cellar, the lights went out one after another behind him, and the ancient cellar of Ninivir Manor regained its calm unconsciously.

In a few moments, Monsieur Theor flew back to his laboratory, and the old crow was still standing on a table like a clay sculpture.

"I didn't let you guard the manor, why are you still here if you don't go out on patrol?" Monsieur Dior spoke sternly.

"Master, I know that you are decisive, you will definitely go back as soon as you go, and there must be a new task when you come back! Besides, don't the brothers keep watch around the manor? ”

"You're going to raise the bar with me now?!"

"Don't dare, master!" The old crow shook the white hair off his head as he bowed his head.

"Well, there is nothing urgent to do tonight, and when it is dawn tomorrow, you can inform Mr. Earl to come to me!"

"Yes, master! I'm going to make my own night patrol tonight! ”

"Go ahead!" With a flick of his sleeve, Monsieur Theo opened the window, and the old crow flew out obediently.

Now the crows from Provence to Paris are under the control of Monsieur Dior, and the flocks of crows perch in old trees, in old houses, in fields, in farmhouses, on telephone poles in cities, under the eaves of high-rise buildings, and the ubiquitous little eyes the size of green beans purring at what is happening in this bustling world.