The city of Yord has a very short history, it is a city that was built not long ago.

As a result, the concept of urban planning, which has developed over time, has been applied to the blueprint of the city.

Each area has a special purpose.

To the east of the city, adjacent to the wilderness, is the base of the major sects.

It is currently occupied by three sects: the Holy See, the Library, and the Garden.

There are only three sects in this small city, and they want to add in unless one of them leaves.

The north and south of the city are directly linked by a central axis that runs through the north and south.

The entire road is flanked by bustling shopping streets.

Instead, various utilities are interspersed in the residential areas.

Commerce, the most outstanding point of the city of Yord.

The ridiculously long commercial street is its symbol.

If there are outsiders who come to shop, I am afraid that there will not be even bitter tea seeds left in the end.

In the west of the city, there is a warehouse area and a logistics area that support the commercial street.

It's almost all warehouses piece by piece.

Walking through the cracks between warehouses is like walking through a labyrinth.

Malthus stood at the entrance to the warehouse district, wearing a certain silk top hat, a black suit, and holding a delicate lion-headed cane, like an elegant old gentleman.

In fact, he is not old, he is only 43 years old, and he is in the prime of life.

That's the gentleman in his prime.

However, there are already wrinkles on his face, and there are a little more white strands in his black hair.

Between his fingers was a small note, which was the daily trajectory of the missing eyeliner:

From Warehouse 1 to Warehouse 10, it was his goal.

The warehouses named after the numbers belong to the city of Yorde itself, and are the warehouses used by the public and are the ten largest warehouses.

It is usually used to place necessary materials such as food, weapons, military equipment, and winter clothing.

"Three female prisoners were able to escape from prison after committing murder, and at the same time as they disappeared, my eyeliner also had an accident, and I don't believe it has anything to do with you, Hearst."

He also received information from another eyeliner who was patrolling the warehouse: the colleague had disappeared at least around 8 p.m., because he had seen the missing colleague around 8 p.m.

Malthus calculated.

The evening inspection began at 7 a.m., and according to another colleague's estimate, it took an average of 20 minutes to complete a warehouse.

That would rule out the possibility of problems in the first three warehouses.

So Malthus went straight to Warehouse Four.

There are security guards in front of the large warehouse, and two strong men in blue uniforms immediately raised their vigilance when they saw someone approaching:

"What's the matter with you? Mr. ”

Malthus pulled out a license from his bosom, a search permit belonging to the police department, with his portrait on it, but the name was forged.

"Routine inspections starting in the fall."

The two security guards stared at each other, then handed the documents back to Malthus and moved out of the way.

He smiled lightly in the shadow of his top hat, which was a serious reason.

Usually at this time, the police will come to check whether the warehouse meets safety standards and check for disaster vulnerabilities.

He was just one step ahead of the cops.

When I walked into the warehouse, I saw at first glance that it was full of padded jackets for winter use.

Some of them are given benefits to the people involved, and some are to be transported to the prison to be worn by the inmates.

Most of the rest are sold to other cities that lack padded jackets.

Every winter, the city of Jörde, rich in cotton and tailors, makes a lot of money from it.

"Oh! Look who's coming, good morning, Mr. Officer. ”

Malthus had only been in for a moment when a fat man with small, narrow eyes and a hooked nose approached.

"If I remember correctly, today is the time for the security check, and you came at the right time."

Like the security guard outside the door, he wore the same uniform and had a beer belly, as if he was pregnant.

Probably the administrator of this warehouse.

Malthus reached out and shook the Administrator's hand.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

“emm…… Take me through the entire warehouse. ”

"No problem, please come with me."

There was no clue from the administrator's expression, he didn't seem to know?

In about twenty minutes, under the guidance of the administrator, Malthus checked all the corners, not even the cubicles.

But there is nothing unusual about it.

Since the eyeliner is missing in the warehouse area, there must be a connection to these warehouses.

Saying goodbye to the caretaker, the unbelieving Malthus continued to the next warehouse.

His transcendent vision is always turned on, just so as not to miss a clue that is invisible to the naked eye.

But after searching seven warehouses in a row, I didn't find anything strange.

Malthus came out of warehouse ten with a sad look on his face.

He guessed that the three murderers must have been hidden by Hearst, or Hearst's people, and his eyeliner happened to see their whereabouts, either killed or taken away.

In this world, even corpses have a lot of room for use, and for those who want to use them, they will not be directly burned or buried.

Then they must be hiding somewhere.

It's just that it doesn't include the ten warehouses of the public house.

The rest of the possibilities is the vast number of private warehouses.

If Hearst hid all the people there, it would be difficult to find them, and it would take a lot of manpower to search for a long time.

And based on what he knew about Hearst's cautious personality, it was quite possible.

When he finds it, maybe everyone will be cold to a handful of bones.

Malthus lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and looked at the sky in the mist: "Using corpses is not what believers in the goddess of light should do, Hearst, I hope you don't go astray......"

When the search was fruitless, Malthus threw away his cigarette butt, stepped on the fire extinguisher, and decided to take a carriage back to his coffee shop.

Ten minutes later......

"Jingle ~~"

As soon as Malthus entered, the bell next to him made a crisp sound.

"Welcome↓~Ah! It's a team...... How's it going, manager? ”

Charlie asked as he delivered coffee to the guests.

Malthus walked behind the bar, put his hat away, and began to take over Mia's job.

"You go deliver food too." Malthus commanded, "I can't find any clues about that incident, it is estimated that it is related to Hearst, and now we can only take one step at a time." ”

"Really......"

"It's hard to guarantee that there will be no danger, remember to be safe when you go to prison."

Charlie nodded, but as if he suddenly remembered something, he asked, "By the way, the store manager, how are you going to put me in prison?" ”

"Through the back door? Or do you want to use the power of the Divine Judge? ”

Malthus shook his head, "It's too obvious, either way it will put you in Hearst's field of vision, and it's not conducive to your covert operations, so ......"

"So?"

"What do you think of theft? Let's just say that you stole the cash register of the Assas coffee shop, so that you can not only get rid of your relationship with me, but also successfully enter prison, what do you think? ”

"Yes, yes, but don't you know that a conviction for theft in Yord City is a sentence before going to jail?"

"I think you just want to beat me up in disguise, why don't you go? This shop can survive without me, don't worry! ”

Malthus wouldn't have agreed to give his money-making tools to this bastard.

"Absolutely not! Don't even think about it, it's impossible! ”

Charlie: "Abba Baba Abba ......"

As a result, the two continued to discuss the charges.

At this time, Mia came back with an empty plate and heard the two of them whispering, "What do you think about violating the lizard?" ”

Both of them were stunned at the same time.

Search the legal code of the city of Yorde...... Hiss ~ There is a crime of violating small animals, but there is no punishment!

"It's just a little perverted~" Charlie squirmed.

"It's not like you're going to do it! Or do you want to be beaten up and go to jail? "Mia is speechless, this guy really can't be flexible.

Eventually, Charlie was reported to the police by Malthus and Mia for "witnessing him assault on the street."

Human and physical evidence (referring to innocent repairs) is present, Charlie pretended to miss the whereabouts, and was easily caught by the police, and he was speechless.

Through the light ball communication technique, Charlie soon sent the first message - "I am in prison, I am in good condition, I have not been beaten, but my cellmate looks at me a little strangely?" ”