Walking out of the winery, the streets were empty.

A gray mist enveloped the town, with pointed glass lampshades hanging in the air, and as dusk approached, the street lights turned on, staining the fog yellow.

Coming through the streets, Bill searched around, but couldn't see the carriage that was supposed to be waiting.

"As for the coachman, he clearly said that he would wait for me to return to the fog. ”

"Keeping promises is an important quality, and society needs to be introspective. ”

Visibility was very low in the streets, and there was no undue dwelling on why the coachman did not keep his promise, carrying a wooden box of champagne, and continued to look for other carriages willing to return to the city.

I don't know how long it took, Bill suddenly felt something, he looked up at the sky, a drop of rain fell on the corner of his mouth, there was no taste.

"Is it going to rain?"

"I couldn't find the carriage back to the city, so I stayed in the port town and waited for the rain to pass and the sky would clear. ”

Walking in a certain direction, the thick fog surrounded him, gradually fading the blurred back, and when the picture disappeared, a man's depressed and tangled cry was suddenly heard.

"Sure enough, I'm still a little concerned!"

"What does that beast look like, I'll look for it tomorrow, can I still see it?"

"If only there was a steam car, when can I buy a steam car, and how about changing it to Night Knight?"

"Hey, that's a great idea, hahahaha......"

He trembled with joy, laughed heartily, and hummed a little tune looking for a carriage or a roadside inn.

The clouds were thick, it seemed that they could no longer withstand the pressure, the rain fell sparsely, there was muffled thunder in the sky, and the wind flickered and flickered, and I only went to work according to my mood.

......

Circling around, he felt another annoying gaze.

Instantly retracting his laughter, frost condensed on his face, and he began to circle around, through alley after alley, aimlessly, by the way, familiar with the environment.

The drizzle hits the gray stone pavement, the leather shoes step on the gravel and dead branches, and the small friction sound is clearly visible, and the ghost of the watcher lingers.

Walking into the middle of an alley, his eyes glowing red, Bill squinted, pale golden eyeballs rolling back and forth.

"Strange?"

"Isn't it behind you?"

"I'm going to flank it, no, it's supposed to be surrounding. 」

He walked on silently, and as he got closer and closer to the fire, the fire suddenly went out.

The familiar smell came to his face, and Bill blocked his nostrils with his fingers.

"It's him......"

The fog was thick, and the man in the dark gray coat blocked Bill's way, and he swallowed the fog impatiently, and his face was blurred in the thick smoke.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Cliff, we met again so soon. ”

"Since there is fate, it is better to find a quiet place to have a drink, talk about something, I have a treat. ”

"I think the police station is good, and while the hot tea may not be to your liking, at least there's a sense of security. ”

Standing in front of Bill, the bearded man wore a sheriff's badge on his chest, his hands in his pockets, a cigar in his mouth, and his eyes were scrutinizing and smiling.

He thinks he's got the real culprit.

Savoy ......

Frowning, Bill preferred to see a watchman other than the police.

Shawey was obviously not passing by by accident, and almost no one would travel in this kind of ghostly weather, so he should continue to search for Viscount Goode in Brittus at this moment.

"He came to me personally?"

"Don't you want to believe that I have nothing to do with Viscount Goode's disappearance, or do you want to get a clue from me?"

"This man is full of threats......

"If Xavier goes missing, will they suspect me?"

In just a few seconds, Shawei slowly approached, and Bill thought quickly to determine his next move.

"I'm sorry, Sheriff Savoy, I'm not interested in tea. ”

"I still have something to do, let's go first. ”

Turn around and go, even if Xavier gets in the way, Bill has plenty of options.

"Shawei obviously led someone to arrest me, and the police knew that his target was me. 」

"If I do it rashly, even if I can make him or all the police in the neighborhood disappear, I will still have something to do with the disappearance of the police, and there will be endless troubles. 」

"It's better to get rid of suspicion completely, prove my innocence, and turn the police's attention to other people, so they don't waste time following me. 」

"It's a pity that you can't leave yet, I still have a lot to ask you. ”

"You can only choose to come with me, or have them tie you up. ”

Sha Wei snapped his fingers, and more than a dozen policemen walked out of the shadows, with fierce eyes, black police coats on their bodies, and neat steps, but some underworld temperament.

If Bill resists, they will definitely use violence, and these cops have been described by reporters as villains anyway, so it is better to make the fake come true.

Originally, the police did not know where Bill had fled, so they split up and tracked him in different directions.

Before the policemen who had gone to Port Town to find Bill had even set foot in the town, a young man ran in front of him, bursting into tears, hugging the policeman's uncle's thigh and asking for help.

Under the police's comforting questioning, the young man kept repeating a few inexplicable words.

"It's scary, it's scary!"

"Please spare me, listen to you for everything, listen to you!"

"I don't want to die, don't kill me, don't kill me......"

The police began to think that he was insane, a psychopath who had escaped from a mountaintop psychiatric hospital in the northwest, and planned to find someone to take him back to the psychiatric hospital.

Until the young man shouted Illya's name, he said that he shouldn't have helped Illya, it was terrible!

The police then realized that he and Williams had something to do with Barclays, and it was most likely that he saw a picture that he shouldn't have seen, and his mind was stimulated to do so.

They quickly contacted the nearby police and Sheriff Savoy and entered the port town to find Bill, while also trying to find the place where Viscount Goode was kidnapped.

But the man was spinning around, not doing anything at all, and seemed to know that he was being followed.

When Xavier arrived and followed Bill, the rest of the police quietly searched the port town and found nothing.

As the minutes ticked by, the rain became more urgent, and Shawei lost his patience.

He ordered the initiative to attack, leaving some of his men to continue the search for Viscount Goode, and bring Williams back to Britts to confront Illya Barclay.

It's better to call reporters again and make Williams confess in front of the public, let them know that the police department is not arresting people indiscriminately, and let people see the hypocrisy of the criminals!

Savoy has such intentions.

When the rain fell heavily, the rain mischievously extinguished the cigars and washed away the alleys full of waste, and Bill looked around at the thirteen policemen.

"Sheriff Shawey, I can go with you, you have to keep them away from me, I'm allergic to strangers. ”

Bill spread his hands, hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, holding a wooden box in his hand, harmless to humans and animals.

The policemen looked at Shawei, who was lighting matches, but the matchboxes were also wet, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and everyone was covered with a layer of rainwater.

“......”

"No problem, I will not enforce the law violently and serve the country wholeheartedly. ”

"As long as you cooperate with the work, I don't want to make the headlines in the newspapers continuously, and when it rains heavily, we can go back in the police car. ”

Savoy beckoned, and the officers stopped, but did not retreat, still surrounding Bill.

The black-clad cops 'escorted' Bill forward, and walked briskly out of the abandoned alley, where four steam locomotives were parked on the flat sandy ground, which was already on the edge of the port town.

"Mr. Cliff, why did you come to Port Town, or in this weather?"

Even when all went well, Shawe was not idle, he kept looking for topics, trying to get more information from Bill, speculating about the place where Viscount Goode was harboring.

Bill rolled his eyes and held up the wooden box in his hand.

"Buy wine. ”

“...... Mr. Cliff, do you think I'll believe this nonsense?"

"I'm a big drinker, the champagne in this shop tastes quite good, and the service attitude is poor, but the price is fair, so I came here to buy wine. ”

Bill was unmoved and whistled.

He had nothing to do with the kidnapping case of Viscount Goode, so no matter how much Sha Wei asked, the answer was no different.

"Stubborn guy. 」

"If there is a problem with the direction of solving the case, you will never find out the truth. 」

"By the way, Mr. Cliff, I heard a lot of interesting news today. ”

"Someone told me that the Barclays Consortium is interested in marrying the Goode family, do you know about this?"

"The Barclays consortium is hidden deep enough, such a big news has not been discovered by the newspaper, I think it is intended to surprise everyone. ”

"I happened to know of this news, but based on this news, I have a new idea about Viscount Goode's disappearance. ”

"Mr. Cliff, why did you go to Barclays Trust Bank today to see Illya Barclay?"

"Are you her lover?"

Shawi walked behind Bill, chattering.

Originally, Bill turned a deaf ear to his words, until Shawei said his last question, stopped, and his brows were instantly huddled.

"Damn it!"

"You're her lover!"

"Mr. Sheriff Shawai who likes to check on other people's privacy!"

Bill couldn't help but retort and shouted loudly, he didn't even want to touch that kind of woman who was extremely selfish and added to his troubles!

"Women are troublesome, men are troublesome, everyone is troublesome!"

"Very well, since you are not lovers, you are employers and employers, am I right?"

"Get in the car first, we still have a lot of time to talk. ”

Shawei smiled as if he was in control.

He sat in front of the police car, the driver had been waiting for a long time, Bill and Shavay were in the same car, and the police officer sat on Bill's right, guarding the important suspect.

Sudden ......

The driver flipped the switch, and the police car shook incessantly, first emitting a puff of black smoke, then white steam.

It was completely dark, and with a snap, the four steam cars turned on their headlights at the same time, illuminating the gravel road ahead, and the wheels slowly turned towards Brittus.

The mechanical wipers swayed stiffly, scraping the glass clean of water marks, and Savoy pulled out a box of matches in his underwear pocket and lit a cigar.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, illuminating a row of steam locomotives driving on the road, and the thunder clicked and was deafening.

The wheels spun rapidly, splashing countless piles of cement and sand, and the torrential rain finally poured down and pounded the body.

The rain is crazy as if it is not rain, but the sky has been poked out of the hole, venting the pent-up desire for many years, in this small land, pouring thousands of miles......