The sky fell, the sun set and the moon rose, the city sank into darkness, and the streets were left with only drunks coming in and out of taverns, and a few unlucky people who had something to do.

Two black-robed men stood in front of a hotel, the lanterns in their hands flickering, and most of their bodies were hidden in the night, as if their heads were floating in the air.

After dark, they found the investigation much easier. Craft was so busy that he certainly didn't have a chance to think about long-term housing, and he wasn't in the house provided by the professor, so he just had to go to the hotel with the lights on.

From the mouths of the students who had not yet left, they pieced together a route for Kraft to move around the academy every day. Thanks to Kraft's popularity in medical school, and his affinity, many people have said hello on the road, and for those who are familiar with Wenden Port, it has been able to narrow down the scope to a very small one.

According to Liston's idea, no one would be impressed by walking into the hotel and asking if there was a young guest with good-looking blond hair.

After visiting several hotels, Lucius began to get agitated, but Liston was not affected, he was confident in his judgment, and it was only a matter of time before he found Kraft's foothold.

Of course, it is not necessary to find Kraft himself, and if he is found, there is no guarantee that he will be dead or alive. As far as he knew, Kraft was almost strict in this kind of thing, and he never drank or misbehaved, and even if he was lying in bed with a broken leg, he would at least ask someone to bring a message.

The lack of news only means that Kraft does not even have the ability to bring a message, and it is difficult to imagine what happened, and Liston does not want to imagine it, and both of them deliberately avoid the question.

A warm light shone from a door not far away, but there was no drunken noise of a rude sailor, and it was another inn.

Liston pushed open the half-hidden front door, led Lucius to the counter, and tapped the table, waking up the drunken boss.

"Accommodation?" The boss shook his head, his eyes wide open, and his dark clothes made him instinctively repulsive, black was often associated with ominous rumors, and late-night visits added a strange color to them.

"No, we're here for a friend. He had disappeared all day, and everyone was worried about him. Liston straightened out his black robe so that the boss could see it more clearly, "Blonde, very young, wearing the same black robe as us, do you have an impression?" ”

The boss rubbed his eyes, and it took a few seconds for his alcohol-parazed brain to recognize it as the academy's costume, and the tiredness and drowsiness that had just been awakened further slowed his mind to turn, and Lucius was about to speak impatiently before he realized what was going on.

"Oh, I see what you mean, but we have our own rules that we can't answer this kind of question. Didn't your friend tell you where he lived? ”

The boss, who was half an intermediary, quickly sobered up and raised twelve points of vigilance. He had heard a lot about this kind of thing, and he pretended to be a friend or family member and opened his mouth to ask if he had seen someone. If you don't keep your mouth shut, business won't be good in the future.

“＊＊！” Lucius spat out a word that no one understood, presumably not a good word, probably the dialect of his hometown, and from the short, powerful pronunciation, it was vaguely guessed that it was related to reproduction. He found a chair next to him and sat down, and gave the negotiation to Liston.

The boss shrugged his shoulders and didn't care, he was long past the age when he would be angry about such a trivial matter, and he only cared about his own business.

"Okay, the previous hotels were like that, but look at this, okay?" Liston lifts his collar and shows his boss his badge.

"I'm a lecturer at the academy, my name is Liston, and I run a clinic on the other side of the harbor, and you may or may not have heard of me."

"But these don't matter, people like you are well-informed, you must have heard of the people we are looking for. His name was Kraft, and he was the one who would open his stomach and heal him. ”

"So what?" The boss knew who it was when he heard the blonde and the black robe, but because Kraft never drank and bragged with the other guests in the front room, he never knew that he was the legendary doctor, "What does this have to do with me?" ”

"He's been gone all day, he's missing something very important, and we suspect he's had an accident." Liston stared at the tavernkeeper, trying to read something in his eyes.

The boss shook for a moment, inclined to believe this statement, but he still glared back unto be outdone, "I can't believe you just because of this, there is more than one liar who pretends to be an acquaintance." ”

After a few seconds of silent staring with his boss, Liston also began to become more and more irritable, repeating the process over and over again in several negotiations, which had exhausted the patience he had honed in his work in the clinic, not to mention that he hated this meaningless pulling.

"Of course, I can understand what you mean, and I can't do anything with you, but I want to remind you that this guy is a nobleman, and his life and death are uncertain."

Liston pressed his entire upper body to the counter, as a typical surgeon, he was tall and strong, and he was much taller than his boss, and the sense of pressure was stronger at this angle, "No offense, if something is delayed because of this senseless stupid pull, it is definitely not me who is unlucky when his family comes to the door." ”

The flickering light of the fire pulled a changing shadow between his features, and the anger that did not seem to be fake was close to ferocity, and the lantern was slammed on the counter, startling the boss.

"Now, for the sake of our common safety, please remember carefully, is there such a young man with blond hair who has lived here for a long time, and you haven't seen him all day?"

As a doctor who has been in contact with all kinds of people, Liston is well aware of the reasonableness of this rule as an innkeeper, but he can't care so much, even if he threatens with the unclear background of the Kraft family, he must find someone as soon as possible.

"Can you guarantee that no one else will know about this?" When some unreasonable and shameless aristocrats may be involved, the innkeeper still decided to back down once, after all, this matter can also be explained in theory.

"I swear to my Heavenly Father." Liston casually picked the heaviest of the vows he knew, and he didn't like the church very much anyway, it was a pure business.

"It's really bad luck." The boss got up on the counter and muttered, "I hope so." ”

"If you're not mistaken, the person you're talking about hasn't been out for a day since he returned to his room last night, maybe he just slept for a day."

He walked up the stairs, holding the shaking handrail, the planks creaking under his feet, making people suspect that he would collapse at any moment without bearing the weight, "Come up, and hurry away when you see your friends." ”

Lucius and Liston followed quickly, following the boss to a wooden door on the second floor.

"This is it?"

Liston nudged the door inward, and unsurprisingly got stuck inside.

"I said, he stayed in there for a day and didn't go anywhere." The boss leaned against the wall and looked at the two, "I sometimes sleep all day when I'm drunk. ”

Liston ignored him and knocked on the door, "Are you there, Kraft?" ”

"Kraft!"

There was no movement in the door, and the room was still asleep. Lucius couldn't help but bang on the door, but got nothing but scolding from the other rooms.

The occupants of the adjoining room were awakened, and Kraft's room still did not make any noise, as if the owner was in a deep drunken sleep and was unaware of the outside world.

Liston took two steps back, and just when the boss thought it was time to give up, he handed the lantern to Lucius, "Lucius, take it and stand away." ”

"What?" Lucius didn't understand what he meant, but he obediently took two steps back and stood beside his boss.

"Do you think Craft is the kind of person who gets a hangover?" Liston moved his ankles and his fingers into his pockets, and the sound of metal clashing inside helped him make up his mind.

"How is this possible? He barely drank a drop. ”

"I think so, too!"

He sprinted two steps and leaped to his feet in the limited width of the hallway, his body agile and showing the physical fitness of standing for a long time and physical work, and kicked the door near the deadbolt.

The deadbolt of the door broke, with small pieces of wood splashing, bouncing and rolling in the room, the door slammed against the wall and bounced back, and the loud noise woke up the sleeping occupants of the entire floor, and for a while the scolding continued, several doors opened, and several disheveled people went out to check.

Lucius and the boss remained in place, shrinking their heads to dodge. Liston took a lantern, blocked the bouncing wooden door, and walked straight into the room.

The empty bed quilt was piled up, and in the middle was a man-wide indentation. Pen and ink and blank new paper were still on the table, but the user was nowhere to be found. A black robe hangs on the wall, and the collar is pinned with Kraft's lecturer badge.

There was no place for anyone to hide in the humble room, and Liston unbelievably leaned down to the side of the bed, illuminating the bottom of the bed with a lantern, only a small box for miscellaneous items.

"What's the situation?"

He stood up and looked at the window, and saw that it was the master with a wooden bolt from the inside. It was a completely sealed space, and Kraft walked into the room, locked the doors and windows, lay on the bed for a while, and then ......

Gone?

Liston walked around the room with the lamp and lifted the quilt, which felt a little heavy to the touch, which did not match the thickness of the quilt.

I twist a corner with a finger, and the slip of the cloth is sluggish, and there seems to be moisture.

"Lucius, come and touch this." Liston beckoned to Lucius, who had just arrived at the door, who was still immersed in shock, and for two days he found that the violence of the lecturers was too strong on him.

Putting down the quilt and closing his eyes, Liston felt the room with his skin and mucous membranes, and after losing his vision, the imperceptible humidity became more pronounced, and the invisible meager water mist was deposited, which was completely different from the environment outside the door, as if from another world.