Chapter Sixty-Seven: Shawe's Request
The impact of the victory of the bourgeois revolution was far more than bringing fresh vitality to Norman, and the subversion of the regime also caused a sensation in the surrounding countries, and the bourgeoisie was ready to move, and for a time the nobility of the whole world fell into panic.
The Sivar mining area, far from where the revolution took place, does not seem to have been affected by the revolution.
More than a month after the explosion at the mining site, with the help of engineers, the miners are actively cleaning the mine, and the military has reassigned a person in charge of the mine.
The black gold of Jikrancy is continuously sent out through the port, supporting the country's development with resources.
Professor Bedoli left Girchroncy early, and he was the head of an important project at the Royal Norman Academy of Natural Sciences, so he couldn't be out on patrol all the time.
The important task of supervising the accelerated mining of coal cores and the research of mutant miners has been entrusted to the main person in charge of the biochemical group of the research institute.
Steam wagons press over the coal roadway, and the tremor is felt underground, and deep in the mine, far from the miners' quarters, a row of red-hot gas lamps sways slightly, illuminating the dark basement.
The sound of footsteps came clearly from a distance, echoing in the empty and cold space.
Click......
Click......
The young assistant was dressed in a white lab coat and walked slowly to the desk with materials in hand.
On the desk, scratch paper and measuring rulers of different sizes are piled high, and a tall, lanky man with black-rimmed glasses is scribbling, carefully sorting through experimental records and calculating data.
"Doctor, this is the latest batch of inhibitor trial results, as you predicted, the inhibition effect is significantly differentiated, and it still cannot meet the general demand. β
"Dr. Brigg, do you think there is a problem with the direction of our research, and is it necessary for me to continue to adjust the formula ratio?"
The assistant was depressed and skeptical of the current research direction, and the job did not see the light of day for many years, and he did not know when it would end.
Slowly lowering the pen, Dr. Brigg casually lifted his black-rimmed glasses, his face was gloomy and his expression was erratic, and it was impossible to guess what was going on.
"Continue to adjust the formula ratio, there is still a lot of research space in this direction, how much project funding is left, is it enough to support the next batch of drug synthesis?"
"Oh, yes, I forgot to tell you!"
The young assistant suddenly remembered something and threw the information in his hand on the table, causing Dr. Brigg to frown and become dissatisfied.
"Dr. Brigg, we don't have to worry about funding now!"
"Recently, the institute has received a large amount of funds, and our group has also allocated a lot of money, which is enough to support next year with the current research progress!"
Dr. Brigg is finally at a loss, he has recently been immersed in scientific research, trying to analyze the mechanism of the miners' mutations, and has not paid attention to current events for a long time, and is unaware of the major events in society.
"Is the project application for the new energy and derivative industry support plan approved by the hospital?"
"The audit team is full of old people with no vision, haven't they always used the lack of practicality as an excuse to hinder the progress of the project?"
"Of course, the project was not approved by stingy aristocrats, but sponsored by those rich people!"
"I said Dr. Brigg, you should also get out of the lab and go to the city, we have changed dramatically in Norman recently, even the government has changed!"
The young assistant looked puzzled and helpless, and took out a few newspapers from the lower part of the document and handed them to Dr. Brigg.
Although he spends all day in the laboratory below, he has a habit of flipping through the newspapers, and is especially interested in lace news.
If you only stare at the data calculation every day, the assistant is afraid that one day he will become like Dr. Brigg, and the whole person is abnormal and extreme.
"Don't put useless things on the table, I don't have time to pay attention to boring news. β
"In the future, you should look less at messy things and spend more time on experiments, especially when you pay attention to the changes in the test subjects, you must not be distracted!"
Dr. Brigg's voice was fierce, and the young assistant secretly stuck out his tongue, not at all, still putting the newspaper in a prominent position, and quickened his pace to slip away.
After no longer worrying about finance, Dr. Brigg refocused and devoted himself to his work.
On the front page of a newspaper he overlooked, a black-and-white photograph that took up a third of the paper was printed on it, and a slightly thin man covered his face and his scarred arms stood out.
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The trial ended soon after the scheduled ending, and the police car took Shawei and Bill to Financial Street, and the two walked to the Oriental restaurant to experience the atmosphere of the new era by the way.
Brittus's temperatures are getting warmer in May, and the sun shines on people very comfortably, except for Bill, who feels that the sun is a little dazzling and tired.
He was becoming less and less comfortable with traveling during the day, especially when the sun was full, and although he tried to suppress the urge to escape, he still panicked.
This situation was alleviated when he entered the restaurant.
The Oriental restaurant is overcrowded, the decoration is mainly dark red and bright yellow, and the service staff wear unique costumes as they walk between the tables, and the aroma of food fills the air.
Bill felt hungry instantly, perhaps from a smuggling ship, and he had to eat on time or his mood plummeted.
Soon entering the private room, a table full of food was ready, and Shawey casually locked the door, it seemed that he did not want to be disturbed by the outside world while talking to Bill.
"Mr. Cliff, please feel free, let's talk while we eat. β
"Oh, okay. β
Not polite at all, Bill took the lead, but Shawei hesitated and didn't know how to speak.
After all, what he wanted to ask was too private, and after the identity of the evil wizard who was exiled was revealed, there was only one end, and Sha Wei was not confident enough to convince the man in front of him to believe him.
"Mr. Cliff, I've always wondered how the monster disappeared that night, can you tell me?"
"I don't know, I've never seen a monster in your mouth, aren't you sure it's a dream? β
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"Mr. Cliff, please tell me how the owner of the Port Town Winery is crazy, and although he is delirious, he can still name Illya Barclay, and you say you went to Port Town to buy wine. β
"He wasn't normal when I bought wine, maybe he was provoked by Barclay's daughter, after all, he didn't call me by name. β
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"Then you should know how Viscount Goode disappeared into thin air, Mr. Cliff, after seeing that monster, I have to guess that it was the group of people who violated the rules set by the church and used power beyond mortals to ......"
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"I'm sorry, I don't understand, Sheriff Shavoy, what are you talking about?"
"I don't know how Viscount Goode disappeared, who are the group of people in your mouth, and what is the power beyond mortals?"
"You mean, Viscount Goode's disappearance was done by a wizard?"
"The case of Viscount Goode's disappearance is closed, Sergeant Shawey, after the regrettable incident, I thought you had learned how to get along with the world. β
As he took a bite of the stew and felt the rich soup stimulate his taste buds and the coarse fibers crumble in his mouth, Bill was very satisfied with the lunch.
At the same time, he pretended to know nothing and denied all speculation.
Even if he wasn't so bored with the sheriff at the moment, he never had any intention of telling Sha Wei the secret.
"Mr. Cliff, don't be so quick to refuse to answer, I hope I can gain your trust, and if you know anything about that mysterious world, or know any rumors, please ......"
"Okay, I'm full, thank you for your hospitality. β
Just as Shawei was anxiously asking, and the volume unconsciously increased, Bill put down the cutlery in his hand and hiccuped.
As the sheriff chattered about something to come out of his mouth, he had already swept away the plates of food in front of him.
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When Sha Wei saw the scene in front of him, he was speechless.
Not wanting to stay any longer, Bill took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth, got up and walked towards the door of the private room without hesitation.
Pulling out his cigar in frustration, Sha Wei tried to restrain his craving during lunch, but he still didn't ask anything.
As the cigar wafted out a wisp of gray smoke and sat on a chair watching Bill leave, his heart was depressed, and he suddenly saw the man stop his movements and not leave directly.
Renewed hope in my heart.
But Bill just put his palm on the doorknob, didn't look back, and spoke lightly.
"Sheriff Shawey, to thank you for bringing me to such a delicious restaurant, I have decided to give you a word of advice. β
βCuriosity killed the cat.β