Ulan-Ude, Middleton Street.

Like all other cities, Ulan-Ude, a city that has experienced two hundred years of wind and frost, rain and snow, is also divided into rich and slum areas, and the Ulan Street where the Cult of Wisdom is located belongs to the rich area, and the large area in the south and east of the city is the famous slum area, the three regardless of the area, the order is chaotic, the people of the three religions are active in this area, and there are very few police patrols in this area.

There was an inexorable stench floating in the cold air, and the wet streets were lifeless, very different from the vicinity of the city center where barbecues were held, and women often splashed dirty water on the side of the street, and the water quickly formed a thin layer of ice in the cold temperatures, and unkempt men with dark eyes were everywhere walking up and down the streets.

This is Middleton Street, a street known to the rich as the Smelly Gutter.

Mavi was a little surprised that the professor of paleography lived in such a place, and the University of Ulan-Ude was one of the top universities in the Romanov kingdom, and Peter the Great allocated a large amount of money to various universities every year, and after the accession of Paul I, he also continued this tradition, including Katerina, and often funded research institutes and universities.

It stands to reason that the missing professor of paleography is not short of money, and if he does not count various bonuses, his weekly salary is 50 rubles, which is equivalent to 5 gold pounds in the Kingdom of Windsor, which is enough for him to live a middle-class life in the Romanov Kingdom.

"Professor Schmidt Shmakov used to be very wealthy, and lived in an apartment on Ulan Street, but since his disappearance, the financial resources have been cut off, and his son, Schmidt Jr., has almost exhausted his family savings in order to find his father's whereabouts, so he has to move to Middleton Street, where the cheapest room is rented for only 50 kopecks a week, which is 1 shilling." The communication says.

Daniel covered his nose with a white silk handkerchief and looked at the dirty street with a frown, and casually asked, "What about Professor Schmidt's wife?" ”

"Professor Schmidt went crazy on the day of his disappearance, she was the only person who knew about it, and if it weren't for the care of her mother, little Schmidt would not have returned to Ulan-Ude three times and twice." The source sighed: "Professor Schmidt's matter was quite a big trouble back then, and almost no one who lived in Ulan-Ude since three years ago did not know about him, but his disappearance has not been investigated so far. ”

"What if.... I mean, if Professor Schmidt is able to unlock the contents of the Calamity Tablet, will the person who took him be the Cult of Wisdom who got the other half of the Calamity Tablet? Daniel reasoned tentatively.

The whereabouts of the Calamity Tablet are a secret that no one else knows, but coincidentally, three years ago, the fleet of St. Martiel, of which Mavi was the deputy commander, plundered a Cult of Wisdom merchant ship near the Dead Sea and saw the half of the Calamity Stone.

Unfortunately, less than a month later, the San Martil fleet was ambushed in the Perea Strait, and after a fierce battle, due to the disparity in numbers between the two sides, the San Martil fleet was almost completely wiped out, only the main ship Martil was not sunk, and the half of the Calamity Stone was also recaptured.

The enemy fleet that ambushed them in the first place seems to have deliberately not fired on the Martier.

The only people who know the whereabouts of the Calamity Tablet, in addition to the Wisdom God Cult, are 139 members of the Royal Navy, including Ma Wei.

Thanks to the Battle of Perea, the fleet of the Kingdom of Popon was greatly damaged, and the Kingdom of Windsor sacrificed the fleet of St. Martiel, in exchange for the absolute dominance of the sea overlord, and the Royal Navy completely rose, laying the foundation of the maritime trade of the Kingdom of Windsor in recent years and even in the next few decades.

This is also the reason why surviving Royal Navy, such as Mavi, are unanimously called Kingdom Heroes.

If they didn't fight to the death at that time, and in the desperate situation of the enemy fleet three times more than themselves, they would be able to save the elite fleet against the Royal Navy, the ship is not the most important, the important thing is the captain and sailor who control the elite fleet, their rich experience can train batches of fierce navies for the Bourbon Kingdom.

If Ma Wei hadn't chosen to retire and go to New Ross City, he would now be a Royal Navy with the rank of colonel.

If there is a nobleman behind him, it is not impossible to become a brigadier general.

After all, Toure Crowley, the commander-in-chief who was shot and fell into the sea, has already become an admiral of the Royal Navy, and although he has the support of the Duke's family behind him, he also needs an admirable record to convince the public.

The Kingdom of Popon would rather pay such a terrible price than to reclaim the Calamity Tablet, and you can imagine how important it is to them.

Even the fleet can be abandoned, and it is naturally not a problem to snatch a professor.

"Boss, someone is following."

The communication's eyes flashed, and he clenched the withered silver cane, lowered the brim of his hat, and covered half of his face: "More than one...... Are you going to solve them? ”

Since coming to Middleton Street, there have been several pairs of eyes on them, and Ma Wei also discovered: "No, it's important to go to Little Schmidt first." ”

"Understood." The communication loosened the brim of his hat, and his tense body relaxed.

Soon, they came to 19 Middleton Street, an old house, two stories high, with an unknown layer of oil on the doorknob, the red paint on the door was mottled and peeled, and the windows were full of dust.

"Daniel, pull the bell."

Daniel stepped forward, carefully wrapped the black rope hanging in front of the door with a white silk handkerchief, and pulled it twice, the expected bell did not ring, and after a closer look, he found that there was no bell at the end of the black rope.

Looking at the black mark that appeared on the originally clean white silk handkerchief, Daniel let out a disgusted 'meaning'.

The small black rope on the door is not black at all, the black on it is all the pulp that has been wrapped for many years.

Daniel had no choice but to raise his hand and knock on the door.

Dongdong!

Dongdong!

"We don't subscribe to newspapers at home!" A woman's shrill scream came from behind the door.

Daniel glanced at Mavi and knocked on the door again.

"There is no water bill either! If there is a kind, stop our water! See if I can smash your company's water pipes! ”

“……”

"Who lives in this house...... Daniel's head is big, and the word 'Diao Min' has actually popped up in his head, but despite the cultivation of the nobility, elegance still has to be maintained.

Seeing that it really didn't make sense, Ma Wei took a deep breath and could only use the next strategy: "Communication, open the door." ”

"Okay! This is long overdue! ”

The source stepped forward, and in Ma Wei's somewhat confused gaze, he flew up with a kick, Kacha!

The already loose and aging lock teeth broke instantly, and the door slammed into the wall with a 'boom', splashing a puff of dust.

Well done...... Daniel mentally gave the communication a thumbs up.

"What?! Who are you?! ”

A middle-aged woman wearing a curling iron and heavy makeup rushed out in her pajamas, and before she could break her mouth, the communication took out a 10-denomination ruble coupon and inserted it into the withered flower pot next to the entrance.

"We're looking for Schmidt Shmakov Jr."

The swear words went around her mouth, swallowed it back, and the middle-aged woman with heavy makeup and a fierce face pulled out the ruble coupon inserted in the flower pot and squeezed out a bright smile: "If you are looking for someone, you will say it earlier, so much so that I think it is here to charge, please come in quickly, please come in...... Little Schmidt!

！ ”

The middle-aged woman let out a thunderous roar upstairs, and the sharp tone pierced through her head like a magic sound.

Squeak... Squeak...

In a few moments, a moan came from the staircase that had fallen into disrepair, and a young man with a thin figure, a pale face, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, walked down, looking polite, but his clothes were wide and loose, and he looked very depressed.

"I'm Little Schmidt, you're ......"

"The Church of Truth." Ma Wei opened his mouth and said, "We have something to look for you. ”

Hearing the Church of Truth, little Schmidt's eyes showed a look of surprise, obviously having heard of it, and nodded in a deep voice: "Okay, you guys come to my room." ”

"Little Schmidt, you still owe me two months' rent!" The middle-aged woman suddenly screamed.

The young man's face turned slightly red, and he muttered, "Didn't you say that you would give me a few days?" My mother is not in good health and needs to take medicine, and I am trying to figure out how to ......"

"No grace! If you don't pay the rent, you'll move out for me today!" I didn't want to take care of that crazy woman for a long time! ”

The communication's eyes narrowed, and just as he was about to speak, Ma Wei patted him on the shoulder, walked up to the middle-aged woman, handed over a ruble coupon, and said with a smile: "Can you please be quiet for a while?" We looked for Mr. Schmidt Jr., and there was something very important. ”

"No problem, no problem!" The middle-aged woman accepted the ruble coupon and smiled even brighter: "Do you want tea?" ”

"You don't seem to understand what I'm asking."

The smile on Ma Wei's face slowly disappeared, and his eyes became cold: "The contract we made is for you to keep quiet, not a word, not a word at all, understand?" ”

Looking at Ma Wei's eyes, the middle-aged woman shuddered, she had seen similar gazes, many people living on this street had, they all had human lives on their hands, and Ma Wei's gaze was even colder than theirs.

The middle-aged woman nodded, and Ma Wei smiled again: "That's fine, Mr. Schmidt, please lead the way." ”