"Who came up with the Metropolitan Subway Project?"

In the room, Edward asked questions, and he was clearly thinking of it with Mavey.

The only place in London where alchemy implements can be transported is the Underground Railway, which is under development.

Unless Mr. Butler has a cooperative relationship with the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny, Ma Weicheng has learned that there are ancient god forces in the underground black market, and it is impossible for the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny to cooperate with them, and this possibility is also ruled out.

"Metropolitan Subway Project..."

This is really a bit of a blind spot involving Ma Wei's knowledge, he used to be in the Royal Navy, and he didn't know much about urban construction, and I am afraid that who proposed the Metropolitan Metro plan will have to be investigated.

"Don't think about it, the Metropolitan Underground plan was proposed four years ago by the famous London architect Raul Cromwell...."

Fat Orange hooked the outside of the drawer with his paws, pulled out the chest of drawers, and bit out a document: "This is his personal information."

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Looking at the information, Ma Wei was surprised, "How did you go to investigate the Metropolitan Subway Project?"

"Xiao Hei was an undercover agent in the laboratory, and I knew that the laboratory would bring in a lot of materials every week, and when I investigated the source of the materials, I found that they were using the subway under construction, so I went to the relevant government departments to steal the data files."

Regarding Fat Orange's ability to do things, Ma Wei has always been very trusted, and Fat Orange, who gathers a large number of stray cats, can be said to be the most well-informed existence in the city of London, what it wants to investigate, and it will get the results in less than three days.

Picking up the documents on the table, Mavi began to read the personal information of the architect Raul Cromwell, and was stunned for a moment when he saw the words 1819-1857 in the documents.

"Raul Cromwell is dead?"

"Raul Cromwell died at home shortly after the London Metropolitan Plan was proposed, and the cause of death given by the Scotland Yard police was coal poisoning." "I also went to the police station to investigate the eucalyptus, which ended up dying in an accident.... Do you know who was responsible for carrying this eucalyptus in the first place?"

"Who?"

"Dilloc Holmes!"

"You wait a while...." Ma Wei rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little too informative, "You said that Holmes was involved in Raul Cromwell's case and gave the conclusion of an accidental death?"

"Yes."

As the most prestigious detective in London and even in the entire Windsor Kingdom, Dilloc Holmes's fame was accumulated little by little by virtue of his excellent investigation ability, and it was not achieved overnight.

To what extent does he have influence with the Scotland Yard Police?

Almost as soon as he thinks that the prisoner is committing suicide, then the police will end it with suicide.

No one would dispute Holmes's inference.

And in fact, the inference given by Sherlock Holmes also convinced everyone and caught the murderer.

But Marvey didn't see Raul Cromwell's death as an accident.

Coal poisoning often occurs in the Windsor Kingdom, which uses coal, which is why every household should open windows to keep the room ventilated.

Even so, many people die at home every year due to coal poisoning, and Raul Cromwell's death should not have caused any waves, but the problem is that the Metropolitan Subway plan he proposed has become a channel for Mr. Butler to transport alchemy utensils!

Marvey seriously suspects that Raul Cromwell was instructed by Mr. Butler to propose the Metropolitan Subway Project!

But the other problem is....

Raul Cromwell proposed the Metropolitan Subway plan four years earlier, the year the St. Martiel's fleet was destroyed and Marvey left for New Ross alone.

The gods will come in three years.

"Although the gods did not descend four years ago, the forces of the ancient gods have already begun to move." Ma Wei said with a serious face, "I wonder if you still remember Gilbert Wilkin?"

"You mean the brother of Lady Maggie's husband

Brother." Fat Tangerine immediately remembered.

"That's him."

Reaching into his arms, Ma Wei took out a small glass bottle, and in the bottle was a monster with more than a dozen arms and a human face: "The witch spirit puppet was made by him, this is the magic of the voodoo kingdom."

"Dad, what did you suddenly mention him?" Yunia looked up at her father, puzzled, she had almost forgotten about Gilbert Wilkin.

"I've always remembered him." "Four years ago, the year the fleet of St. Martiel's fleet was ambushed, Gilbert Wilkin's ship encountered a storm while sailing at sea, and after the storm, he drifted to the kingdom of Voodoo and became a follower of the Witch God," Mavi said.

"The Witch God Cult tattooed a magic circle on his chest, and gave him the statue of Dembala, the god of voodoo, and the method of making the spirit golem, as well as the bottle inlaid with the magic circle..."

Ma Wei showed the magic array embedded in the bottom of the glass bottle and pondered, "All kinds of signs indicate that the Witch God Cult seems to know that the gods will come down one day, and the ships of the Wisdom God Sect are also going to explore the secret vault..."

"Do you suspect that these churches already knew that the gods would come a year ago on November 1st?" Edward asked.

"Judging from the way they started the layout, even if they don't know the exact time, they must know the approximate date of the arrival of the gods."

Ma Wei's tone was extremely serious, and his face was also very solemn: "The Church of Truth is a new church, and in terms of intelligence, there is a big gap between it and these churches inherited from the turbulent era."

"Isn't the true god Badge helping us?" Yunia said.

"She?" Ma Wei smiled silently, "She is indeed helping us, but..."

Long ago, Ma Wei felt that the true god Badge was hiding something, and he could faintly detect it, but he could never grasp the crux of the problem.

Now, the emergence of the two clues of Mr. Butler in London's underground black market and the ruins of the Golden Age has made Ma Wei pay attention to this delicate time node four years ago again.

Perhaps only these core members of the church will have access to some crucial information.

It is impossible for these people to tell Mavi important information, and the only sources that the Truth Church can know about these clues are nothing more than three:

1. The true god of Baji, as the true god who knows the past, she absolutely knows something.

2. Complete the Great Northern Alliance plan, capture the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny, and learn everything from the mouths of the Three Goddesses of Destiny.

3. Mr. Butler in the underground black market, he is very likely to be related to the forces of the ancient gods, and if you catch him, you will also have a chance to obtain information.

Each of the three major directions has a chance, but the second one takes a long time and is the most difficult, compared to the first and third directions, which are much simpler.

After listening to Mavi's thoughts, Edward offered his opinion: "If the true god Bhaji wanted to tell you these things, she would have told you a long time ago, so why wait until now? If she doesn't want to tell you, you won't get an answer unless you threaten her, but she's the true God, and who can threaten her?"

"Baji is the oldest god of faith, her history has long been forgotten by the world, and if you want to return, you can only use the white candle of the gods." Ma Wei said quietly: "The White Candle is in the hands of the Fertility Cult, and the Fertility Cult obviously will not summon Baji, so if Baji wants to return, he can only pin his hope on the half root in our hands, in other words.... Whoever I want to return, he can return."

Ma Wei was not afraid that Badji would hear their conversation, but he just wanted Badji to hear: "There are many ways to solve the mystery of the ancient gods, there is no need to limit it to Badji, a god who believes in God, we have a variety of divine relics in our hands, such as the Star of Adam, the Eye of the Golden Crow, and the Heart of the Jungle, and use them to light the white candle of the gods, won't we be able to connect with the Lost Kingdom of God?"

"I'm sure there will be some of these gods who are willing to cooperate with us."

"Aren't you afraid of being attacked by them?" Edward pursed his lips, "These gods seem to be close to humans, but in fact they are only close to their own believers, gods like Anatol, even believers can abandon them, let alone others?

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"Unless they don't want to come back, they're not going to do anything to me."

Think about it from another perspective, if Ma Wei was one of those gods who was exiled to the endless darkness, and finally met a stranger who came to visit, would he kill the other person directly?

Especially when the other party still has a channeling white candle in their hand that can save them....

To kill Mavi is to kill the hope of being able to escape from the endless darkness.

"The connection with the lost kingdom of God does not conflict with the implementation of the third plan, after all, we are going to destroy the underground power that the Old Gods have built in London." "It's not easy to destroy London's underground black market, they have also discovered the ruins of the Golden Age, and not only that, but they have also excavated the Golden Age utensils for research..... Well, we can contact Mr. Butler first, and then wait for the members of the Aurora Society to arrive in London and strengthen our power before carrying out the plan to destroy the underground black market."

Destroying London's underground black market doesn't necessarily have to be done by the Church of Truth, this is London, the territory of the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny, and it should be up to them to do it.

But if the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny is allowed to take action, won't the Golden Age ruins under London become their pockets?

As a last resort, Mavi never wanted to expose the secrets of the Golden Age ruins.

The statue of the living soul is only the tip of the iceberg of the alchemy technology of the Golden Age.

"Fat Tangerine, since you don't want to go home, I won't force you, but our information must be exchanged, and you must go home for one night every week."

"Okay." Fat Orange nodded and agreed to Ma Wei's request: "You brought me a few boxes of catnip from the Romanov Kingdom, I'm in a hurry to use it here."

"Haven't you already subdued London's stray cats? What else do you want catnip for?"

"Subduing stray cats is just part of my plan." Fat Orange raised his head and said, "Some cats like freedom, some cats like to be fed, and if you want to establish a real underground kingdom of cats, not only to subdue stray cats, but also those pampered domestic cats!"

"Domestic cats are used to eating small dried fish and canned food, and the conditions I prescribe are not enough for them to betray their owners, so they have to find another way."

"Catnip, that's my killer move!"

There are many families with cats, but anyone whose home is plagued by mice will have a cat.

And the cute appearance of cats has also conquered many upper-class people, some like dogs, and some like cats.

As for the Royal Navy, everyone likes cats very much, because there are often rats on the ship, rats will not only pollute the water source, but also gnaw on the hull and cause a big disaster, in order to catch mice, the government allows cats on board, and also set up a position for cats - ship cats.

There is no sailor who lives on a ship who does not like cats - except for a few exceptions.

At the beginning, the fleet of Saint-Martil had many cats, but it was a pity ....

The Battle of Perea destroyed the ships, most of the cats died, and the only one that survived, adopted by Toure Crowley, lived a worry-free life.

The idea of Fat Orange wanting to subdue these domestic cats is a great ambition.

Once it succeeds, it is equivalent to planting an eyeliner in the family with cats all over London, and at that time, from conspiracy and discussion, to husband and wife night talk, all information and intelligence will be controlled by Fat Orange.

The Cat Kingdom will become the most terrifying intelligence department!

That's exactly what Mavi needs, he needs intelligence, a lot of information, the more the better!

After agreeing to provide catnip for Fat Tangerine, Ma Wei and the others returned home with mud shadow magic, and as soon as they got home, they saw the communication standing in front of the stove to heat the meal, and there was a strong smell of perfume on his body, mixed with the smell of alcohol, not to mention how bad it smelled.

"Hiccup.... Big brother, where have you been?"

The text had a red cheek, obviously drank a lot of wine, and walked with his feet floating, but fortunately, he had a keen sense of smell, and he accurately found the leftovers of the evening, and he did not dislike it, and he planned to eat it as soon as it was hot.

"We went to Canary Wharf." Ma Wei watched

The source poured all the leftovers and leftovers he intended for breakfast into a bowl, and couldn't help asking, "Didn't you go to the banquet?" Don't have anything to eat?"

"Yes!" The source hiccuped and shouted at the top of his voice, "Who wouldn't want to eat at a banquet! Ate a meal .... How can you have a stomach to drink? Wine is more expensive than food... That's a lot!"

"Okay, it doesn't look like you're drunk."

Ma Wei sat across the table, hesitant to tell the source about Friday's visit to London with Mei.

It must be said, the question is whether it should be said tonight.

The communication obviously drank too much, spoke with a little big tongue, held the iron basin used to wash vegetables, and ate it, and buried his head in it, without any image at all, not to mention 7 points of drunkenness.

At this time, I mentioned Xiaomei to him, Friday....

He can't be mad, huh?

"Big brother, what do you see?" The communication finally noticed Ma Wei, who was sitting opposite, and said confusedly, "Is there something wrong?"

After a fierce ideological struggle, Ma Wei still decided to talk about the matter, and said it with peace of mind: "I got in touch with the fat oranges."

"Fat orange?" The source scooped up a spoonful of food and stuffed it into his mouth, "Oh, it's good that they're back."

"Came back with Fat Orange.... Ahem, and Friday and Xiaomei."

"Who?!"