Chapter 112: The Depths of the Ocean
Port of Xinlan.
It is one of the most prosperous seaports in Polnia, where you can see the most mysterious sea area in the world, the largest shipyard in North England, and remember that the first sea ships of Polnia were also produced here.
Human beings have never stopped exploring the sea, even if some people once claimed that the Xinlan Sea is the domain of evil gods and the master of the sea, they cannot stop human beings' desire for adventure and mystery.
That's why Polnia's seaport is so thriving and still growing rapidly.
The ships docked in the harbor resemble the scales of the sea, distributed in the shape of a crescent moon, and from a distance, they rise and fall with the waves, giving them a different kind of beauty.
Speaking of which, many people can't believe that the eldest son of the Horst family, Lokren Horst, lives near the port of Xinlan, which is the neighborhood closest to the port and the most prosperous and lively place.
Walking on the high streets, you can also feel the salty sea breeze wafting from the ocean, and the smell of the sea is not as good and romantic as you imagined, but has a hint of fish.
The sound of being blown by the wind echoes in my ears, especially after nightfall, and only by relying on the light can I see the darkness clearly, like a glorious necklace adorning the sea.
There seemed to be a lot of people gathered on the beach, and it was even more noisy than the neighborhood, Jiang Chenchuan raised his eyes and glanced at it, and continued to walk forward, but it was a young man, at this age when it was not too much of a big deal, showing an interested expression.
"Want to see it?"
"Hmm!"
The boy nodded violently.
I didn't want to cause too much trouble, so I took the young man to stand on the periphery of the crowd, and when he probed his brain, Jiang Chenchuan asked passers-by:
"What's going on?"
"I don't know, it seems that something happened to the fishing boat of the Hope, the damaged hull floated back down the ocean, and none of the crew members on board survived."
Chattering on the road, Jiang Chenchuan looked at the fishing boat, it was indeed bigger than the fishing boat in his impression, and now only the main part of the boat remained, and the rest had been damaged or disappeared.
In the Xinlan Sea, there has always been such a legend.
No ship, big or small, is allowed to sail in the dark, and if it is not possible to return before dark, it can only retract its sails and wait quietly on the surface of the sea until it is dawn.
This legend is like a museum, with some fictional elements, in other words, most legends, what you want to hear, you can hear.
I saw that the police of the Public Security Department had already set up a cordon and drove the crowd out, anyway, Jiang Chenchuan didn't want to mix, so he left with the teenager by the way.
"You should ...... See. ”
The boy walked behind him and suddenly spoke.
"See what?"
Hearing his words, Jiang Chenchuan subconsciously turned his head and looked at the destroyed hull in the distance, the sea was calm, and waves of the sea surged onto the shore, without any distortion or abnormality.
"What's the matter...... In the ocean, but I couldn't see clearly. ”
The young man looked at the ocean farther away, where there was only pitch black than darkness, and even if Jiang Chenchuan looked at it simultaneously, he couldn't see anything.
"If there is an abnormality, the security department will report it to the museum, and when the time comes, there will be a special adult to deal with it."
I don't know if it's comfort or other thoughts, Jiang Chenchuan can't determine what the young man in front of him sees.
Pornia has been with the sea for hundreds of years, and it has always been safe and sound, and the sea seems to have the rules of the sea, and no one can break it.
The young man didn't speak, he glanced back at the depths of the ocean, as if he saw something terrible, shrunk his head, as if he was afraid, he turned around and hurriedly followed Jiang Chenchuan's pace.
But then again, although Jiang Chenchuan has always known Loquelen's address, he has never been here, and most of the dishes he brought to him to cook when Locleon was free.
I groped my way along the address of the Black River Detective Agency, until through the glass, I saw the figure of Loclen, who was sitting in the shop, holding a book in his hand, as if he was studying something, and what food was still cooking in the kitchen next to him.
Shook the wind chime-like decoration on the side of the door, which was made of shells, and I heard that it was a handicraft that Loklun did boringly in his spare time, and wanted to give Jiang Chenchuan one, but Jiang Chenchuan was afraid that the wind would be too noisy, so he refused.
The sound at the door alarmed Lokren, and he thought that a client would come to the door so late, but he didn't expect it to be Jiang Chenchuan's figure.
"Ewell! What are you doing here?! ”
Not to mention the case of Duanting Mansion, he was also a little relieved about Jiang Chenchuan, coupled with the angry appearance of the policeman after losing the carriage, he was still a little worried that he would receive the news of going to the Public Security Department to get Jiang Chenchuan.
Now, it seems, he doesn't have to worry so much.
It's just that, to his surprise,
It was Jiang Chenchuan who actually brought a boy, who looked thin and small, and was still staring at his kitchen, as if he was very hungry.
"Hey, hey, hey......"
The young man let out a sickly smile, the appearance when they met for the first time, Jiang Chenchuan still remembered it vividly, he patted the young man on the shoulder, and whispered:
"He's my friend, you're normal."
After hearing this, the young man put away his weird smile and was serious
The ground stretched out his hand and greeted Loquelon:
"Hello, I'm sorry to bother you so late."
"It's okay, it's okay."
Loqueren didn't seem to care, he was a little curious, and leaned close to Jiang Chenchuan and whispered:
"Ywell's bastard has come to the door?"
"Not really."
Hearing Jiang Chenchuan's answer, Lok Lun actually had a relieved expression.
"That's your ......"
"Delegator."
Jiang Chenchuan directly blocked Locleon's useless curiosity with his answer.
Loqueren said that he didn't believe Jiang Chenchuan's words, where to find such a small client, not to mention, the current Heihe Detective Agency is in a state of "suspension of business".
Loqueren came to the young man, crouched down, and asked softly with the kind expression of a child abduction:
"Kid, what are you doing here?"
"Eat."
The young man was unceremonious, he had been staring at the kitchen for a long time, and he didn't understand why Jiang Chenchuan had to come so far, and now he understood that only here could there be ready-made meals that didn't cost money.
Generally, when Lokren has free time, he will think about a new meal at home, and if no one eats it, it is also a waste.
"Okay, I just cooked a new soup and leftover breadsticks, by the way, kid, what's your name?"
If it weren't for Loklun's reminder, Jiang Chenchuan wouldn't have realized it, and he still didn't know the name of the young man in front of him.
The young man glanced at Jiang Chenchuan,
Speak slowly:
"Berlito von Heinrich."