Governor's House of Port Louis.

Sir Hollebas sat in the main seat of the dining-room, holding a knife and fork in his hand, slowly enjoying the fat golden steak on the plate, his every move was very elegant, and when he had eaten the last small piece of steak, he took the napkin cloth in front of the table and carefully wiped his greasy mouth, reached for the glass full of one-third of the wine and took a sip, his eyes gradually staring at the young man who was silent across the table.

Near noon, Charan visited Sir Hollebas, who had probably anticipated his coming, so he prepared a sumptuous lunch.

Before lunch, neither of them talked about the events of last night, but just casually said some polite words, as if they were two strangers who had no topic, but in fact, they were indeed strangers to each other.

"I need to ask you to help me with something."

Charan spoke suddenly, and Sir Hollebas immediately realized that the subject was coming.

"What's the matter?" He asked rather bluntly and directly.

"There is an ancient relic buried in the abandoned warehouse in Baifan District from many years ago, and I need to use your power to help me dig it out." Xia Lan said calmly.

"Ancient relics?" Holebas looked stunned and said, "Are you sure?" ”

What are Ancient Relics? In terms of Elderlan's age, the rare artifacts left before the Silver Age can be called ancient relics, and there are many kinds of ancient relics, but no matter which one of them is valuable.

"Absolutely." Charland Road.

"I didn't expect you to dare to tell me such an important secret, aren't you afraid that I will swallow the relic alone?" Sir Hollebus shook his glass and stared at Charandau.

"Would you choose the former over the relic and the life, Sir would you choose the former or the latter?" Xia Lan said indifferently.

"You're threatening me?" Holebas frowned.

"Nope. I'm just stating a fact. For you simply cannot afford the danger that lies behind this relic. "Charland.

"Dangerous?" Holebas was stunned.

"Of course. If you don't have any other thoughts about this relic, the danger will naturally not exist. "Charland.

"Can I take this as your warning?" Holebas snorted coldly.

"Sir, you are a smart man, the so-called threats, warnings, lies, maybe you didn't pay attention to them, and I have only one purpose in the first place, the relic. Regardless of the relics I need to get. "Charland.

"Where is the relic?" Holebas said with a sinking face.

"Nearly a hundred meters underground in the abandoned warehouse No. 112." Charland Road.

"A hundred meters deep?" Hollebas was surprised, "Are you sure you're not kidding me?" Port Louis is full of groundwater at a depth of 100 meters below the surface! ”

"I'm not lying, because the relics are buried in the aquifer." Xia Lan said lightly: "Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked for your help!" ”

"You've got a big problem for me." Holebas put down his glass and said in a deep voice.

"Perhaps the missing Sir McFadden could be an excuse for you to dig in." Xia Lan said intentionally or unintentionally.

"Sir McFadden?" Holaibas pondered the meaning of the other party's words.

"For example, you have stumbled upon Sir McFadden's construction of the warehouse to dispose of the foundations, leaving behind a serious threat to the underground drainage pipes of Port Louis...... "Charland Road.

"And then we can dig in a big way?" Holebas immediately came to his senses.

"Yes, with your power in Port Louis, such a question is not worth mentioning to you as long as there is a suitable excuse." Charland Road.

"But 100 meters of underground excavation is quite a huge project, and this matter will be exposed sooner or later." Holebas frowned.

"How long do you expect the excavation to take?" Xia Lan asked.

"Within a month." Holebas thought for a moment before giving the answer.

"As long as someone is sent to strictly cordon off the area around the excavated warehouse, and to shut down the mouths and freedom of movement of the excavation workers, a month will be enough for us to keep this secret until the relics are excavated." Xia Lan said calmly.

"When are we going to dig?" Holebas nodded. He asked after approving Xia Lan's Jianyì

"The sooner the better!" Thinking of the mysterious person who appeared in the abandoned warehouse a few days ago, Xia Lan suddenly said cautiously: "When the time comes, it is very likely that there will be unknown people quietly exploring during the excavation process. This must be noted. ”

"Unknown people? Does anyone still know about the relics buried in the basement of the warehouse? Holebas wondered.

"They knew that there might be relics buried under Port Louis, but they didn't know exactly where they were buried." Charland Road.

"Those people are the source of what you call the danger of the relic?" Holebas looked at Charandao thoughtfully.

"That's right, and I'll give you a word of advice, it's best not to try to get close to them, or you'll do it at your own peril." Xia Lan said with a stern face.

Holebas was a little surprised by Xia Lan's overreaction, just from this point it can be seen that Xia Lan is jealous of those people, and who are those people?

After finishing the topic, Holebas immediately shifted the conversation to Hermia's mother and daughter.

"In the morning, I have already sent someone to the Alchemy Association to inform the people there, and when the Master Apothecary who went to Minas to participate in the academic exchange returns in a few days, you can take Andrine and her sisters to the Association for healing."

"Can I ask the master pharmacist to make something else by the way?" Xia Lan thought for a while and said.

"It's up to you." Holebas said expressionlessly, "Just inviting the master pharmacist of the Association has cost me a great deal of favor, and I don't have the spare ability to help you anymore." ”

Xia Lan nodded in understanding.

"They...... Did you say anything when you got back? ”

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little silent, and Holebas suddenly asked.

"No, but they can't wait to return to Brito when they're done." Charland Road.

"It's okay to go back, it's okay to go back......" Holebas sighed softly, his majestic face revealing a hint of bitterness and helplessly shaking his head.

"That's it, I think it's time for me to go back." Xia Lan stood up and said goodbye.

Holebas took out a token from his bosom and threw it to the other party, saying, "This is my warrant, with which you can get through Port Louis unimpeded." ”

Xia Lan accepted the warrant and looked at Holebas differently.

"What do you mean?"

"Two people who don't owe each other." Holebas said indifferently.

Touching the textured metal token in his hand, the token flashed slightly, and the token disappeared in Xia Lan's hand.

"No wonder you got to the position of Governor of Port Louis today."

After speaking, Xia Lan left without looking back.

Holebas sat alone in the dining room, took the bottle and filled the empty glass on the table in front of him, and drank it down.

"Necid, how do you feel about him this time?"

The empty dining room echoed with the voice of Holebas as if talking to himself, but at some point, there was an extra person behind Holebas.

"Pilar wasn't lying." Necid said with a solemn face. "Even if I took a special concealment potion to observe the other party, I still have the illusion that the other party's perception seems to have discovered my existence early on, and most importantly, I feel a weak class suppression on him!"

Class suppression, only when there is a clear difference in strength, and Neside, as Holaibas's personal guard, the strength can be imagined, even he feels class suppression in the face of Xia Lan, which undoubtedly shows that Xia Lan's strength is obviously above Netyside.

"Has there been an investigation into his origins?" Holebas's face was ruddy, and he was a little drunk.

"We will have a general understanding in half a month." Inner West Road.

"Half a month? There may still be time. Holebas muttered.

"Lord Sir, it's time for office." At this time, Necid reminded him.

"Don't waste your political affairs, let's go."

……

Although the game impression of Holebas is not a greedy person, don't forget his identity, as a qualified and outstanding politician, this alone is enough to make Charan have no trust at all, because the most untrustworthy person in the world is a politician.

Moreover, once the excavation operation attracts the attention of the "Subversive Fangs", due to the false location of the relic, even if they send out a manpower to investigate, it will be fruitless.

Warehouse 112 is not far from warehouse 132, and Xia Lan, the only one who knows where the relics are really buried, only needs to swim directly under warehouse 132 through the underground water layer circulating in Guò after the excavation is successful, so that he can not only ruthlessly cross the river and tear down the bridge without fear of Holebas's future face, but also avoid the exploration of "subverting fangs".

A plan is often the least safe, because most of the time the plan conceived cannot be carried out smoothly, and in order to cope with all aspects of the unexpected, only a more detailed backup plan can ensure the success of the final plan.

Now that the problem of excavating the relics has been solved, Xia Lan's primary concern at this stage is the improvement of all aspects of the backup plan.

From beginning to end, there is only one potential enemy of his!

"Subvert Fangs"

He was considering whether he needed to delay the return of Hermia and her daughter to Brito, because once Hermia and her daughter returned to Brito, Kathran would inevitably go with them, and the work of spying on the grassroots members of the "Subversive Fangs" would be left unattended.

Of course, he can also choose mercenaries to solve this kind of thing.

Thinking of this, Xia Lan, who was about to go to Adelina grocery store, suddenly turned around, for the sake of insurance, multi-layered protection is conducive to the smooth completion of the plan, in case of an accident in Kathran, it is likely that finding a replacement person at that time is not conducive to the control of the situation. (To be continued......)