Caron didn't show up for a long time, but Sandstorm came first.

"Damn."

Oreo cursed, ripped off the curtain of the carriage, and quickly cut it in half with a knife.

He covered the horse's eyes with the two pieces of cloth, then stuck his sharp knife under the wheels of the wagon, and when he had done so, he hid in the leeward of the carriage and hunched himself up, ready to fend off the violent sandstorm.

The black sand soon swallowed the carriage, and countless pieces of sand crashed against the carriage, and at first you could barely hear the strength of the wind, but in the end only a desperate screeching noise remained.

It's dense and suffocating.

The wind quickly changed, and the carriage gradually shifted, and without the resistance of this layer of wood, Oreo would not have been as rough and thick as a war horse, and he would soon be pierced by a grain of fine sand.

And to make matters worse, although he fixed the wheels of the carriage front and rear, the sandstorm gradually lifted one side of the carriage, and at this momentum, it was only a matter of time before the carriage overturned.

Damn Caron!

Oreo pressed hard against the wheel on his side, and he felt the leg of his pants crack, and the tingling sensation in his right foot quickly became numb.

I should have hid in the store!

Oreo subconsciously glanced in the direction of the hotel, the sand and dust were more lively than he had imagined, in addition to a lot of clutter, there was no shortage of big guys such as door panels.

Looking at the rickety appearance of the carriage, if it was hit by a large object, he would definitely go to the west with the carriage.

"Bang"!

Almost as long as the crash, Oreo yelled.

"Grandma's!"

I'm really afraid of something, and the carriage was hit by something!

With the sound of squeezing wood, the carriage gradually lifted, but just as it was about to flip, a huge force fell from the sky and forced it back to its place.

"Whew... Whew..."

Oreo gasped for the rest of his life, and he cursed Cuarón a few words, but the voice was quickly swallowed up by the wind.

Holding the carriage, Cuarón walked around to Oreo's side, his head bowed, and he yelled in Oreo's ear.

"Young Master! Our people are dead! ”

"Dead?"

Oreo's eyes widened and he said incredulously.

Seeing Oreo's confusion, Cuarón nodded, then yelled.

"I originally sent him to lurk among the VIPs attending the auction, and I was supposed to go when the auction was over, but I didn't see him!"

"Didn't you see him?"

Oreo's lips trembled, and his brain was running at full speed.

These people were all killed from the sea of corpses and blood, but even this missed out.

So what level of opponent are they facing?

A lost safe, an unknown treasure, a police detective in Turin, a city on the border of three countries, and an auction that shocks the whole city, what will be the connection!

In this extremely noisy environment, Oreo's brain is clear.

He licked the sand from the corner of his mouth, then pulled out a black notebook from his waist.

This is his detective note.

After a brief flip through the notebook, he closed his eyes, leaned on the carriage and pondered for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes.

"I see."

......

The sandstorm faded away, and the sly moonlight fell back onto the ground, spreading a layer of silver frost over the gray city.

With a shrill screech of steam, a steam locomotive drove out of Mogul City.

The sandstorm has not completely stopped, and the people in the city naturally have no time to pay attention to this scene.

The steam locomotive soon arrived at the east gate, which was under the control of the Venada Empire, and every merchant who entered and exited the east gate had to pay a large amount of customs duties.

But tonight, the door was opened, and the road to the Venada Empire was unimpeded.

Presumably, the steam locomotive had expected this for a long time, and under the whirring wind, the cheers from inside the car could be faintly heard.

"Gurgle, cluck, cluck"

With the unpleasant sound of metal grinding, the steam locomotive seemed to have hit something difficult, and although the wheels were spinning, the locomotive was stagnant.

After a while, two figures stepped down from the first carriage, and they cursed and bowed down, looking for the culprit who had stuck the wheels.

Just as they were working seriously, two figures stepped out of the wind and sand, one after the other, into the carriage full of laughter.

Thanks to this storm, tonight's operation was much more successful than planned.

With the treasure's fame, they managed to attract a large number of nobles to Mogul City to participate in the auction, and then naturally caused chaos and then took the treasure and gold coins together.

Then there was this full journey.

The carriage gradually moved, and in the midst of laughter and laughter, a serious voice rang out.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

The owner of the voice was the robber leader Kelvin, and even if he was drunk, the robbers in the carriage were still quiet, and it could be seen that Kelvin was very prestigious.

The drunks sat on the pile of gold coins and looked in a certain direction.

Although Kelvin's face was red, he still held his hands behind his back and stood tall.

He glanced at the carriage for a moment, then asked in a loud voice.

"Are you all there?"

An unfamiliar voice replied.

"Twenty, all of them."

Kelvin counted, and the number was twenty, so he waved his hands and said excitedly.

"Brothers, tomorrow we will be able to reach the Venada Empire, and see the gold coins at your feet, which are all countless fine wines and women! But there are no women tonight! ”

The carriage was boiling, and everyone raised their glasses in celebration, holding a carnival in the carriage like animals.

A strong man was holding a wine glass, and he was about to put it in his mouth, but he suddenly fell to the ground.

He had just gotten up from the ground when another man punched him in the head.

"Vincent, can't you just drink like this? You bastard. ”

As he spoke, he also felt himself wrapped in a wave of exhaustion, and slowly closed his eyes.

Kelvin was still sitting at the end of the carriage, his cheeks flushed, but his eyes were still sharp.

He watched as the people in the carriage fell one by one, and none of the drunks even noticed the abnormality of the carriage, but this is also human nature.

After all, who would have thought that there was something wrong with this wine?

After waiting for the robbers in the carriage to be barely standing, Kelvin slowly stood up.

At the same time, a figure also stood up.

Kelvin raised his glass and squeezed out a forced smile.

"Tutan is on top, good luck to us."

The man nodded, drank the wine from his glass, then put it down and stared straight at Kelvin.

Deliberately avoiding the look, Kelvin still felt like the man was staring straight at him.

Kelvin had to raise his head, ready to reprimand the uninteresting subordinate.

He had just opened his mouth, apparently trying to say something, but the voice soon stopped abruptly.

Because he didn't know this man!