There is also a reason for James's concerns, although Caroline was friendly to them last time, and even gave Chris an extraordinary characteristic, but after all, the other party is a person from the "Gate of Hades", and no one can say what his nature is.

So Chris didn't go to the police station this morning, and when it was four o'clock in the afternoon, Chris took a public carriage directly to a bar called "Blaze" in the North End as agreed, and met Zach inside.

This is the address given by Zach in yesterday's letter, and the meeting time is 5 p.m.

Unbeknownst to Chris, this bar is actually the property of the Constant Sun Church, similar to the "Golden Tulip" of the god of machines and intelligence, and is frequented by members of the Constant Sun Church.

Chris walks into the "Flame" bar, which has a large and luxuriously decorated golden lobby, and the walls are intricately painted with flames, and if you look closely, there is a layer of shiny gold dust on it.

There are fantastic crystal lamps on the ceiling, the tables and chairs in the hall are also relatively expensive furniture, and the shelves on the walls display a variety of drinks, and bartenders in black tuxedos and bow ties mix different drinks for guests.

Men and women of all ages, dressed in decent attire, moved through the halls and individual private rooms, and some sexyly dressed female waitresses carried drinks to different rooms.

Around the hall, there are also some rooms marked with mahjong room, ball room, etc.

Compared to the small shops with stone paving and simple tables and chairs in the West End, this kind of bar is really a paradise on earth.

How could Zach ask me out in a place like this, which is not something that ordinary people can afford?" Chris wondered as he walked into the hall.

It wasn't evening yet, so there weren't many people in the bar hall.

Then, he saw enough to dislocate his jaw.

I saw a middle-aged man in a black circus costume, standing in an area of the bar's public performance, skillfully performing flame acrobatics, and the burning torches smoothly connected in the two hands, making the surrounding onlookers applaud.

Chris stared at this man with wide eyes, and it was hard to imagine that Zack, who was usually honest and wooden, still had such a social side.

After seeing Chris in the crowd, Zach hurried out the show, whispered a few words to another man in the corner, and soon went up to another acrobat.

"Hey, Chris, you're here. Zach patted Chris on the shoulder and led him through the bustling bar lobby to a staff break room at the back.

"Aren't you the secret guard of the City Lord's Mansion, why are you here...... Work?" Chris couldn't help but whisper from behind.

"Alas, the work is hard, and life is not easy. Zach took off his circus jacket and put on his gray jacket.

At a quick glance, Chris saw that there were many old scars on the other party's bare back, which seemed to be caused by sharp weapons.

Zach, who had changed his clothes, turned to look at Chris and teased:

"Well, mainly because bars can collect a lot of information, and the people here are rich and expensive, and they can hear a lot of their secret conversations. ”

Chris is a little speechless, is this your reason to make extra money?

"So where do we go now to track down Caroline's whereabouts?"

Zach picked up the gray hat on the table and put it on his head, led Chris out of the lounge and said:

"Let's get out of here and talk to you on the way to Belland Street in the West End. ”

Birlan Street in the West End?Chris was surprised, isn't this where Cole and himself used to live, how could there be a clue to the witch Caroline?

After arriving at Belland Street in a horse-drawn carriage, they got off the bus and walked down the grey street full of filth and water.

Since it was close to six o'clock and most of the workers had already begun to go home from work, the street was crowded with pedestrians, and there were vendors shouting for food and vegetables on both sides of the street.

"Fresh tomatoes and potatoes, sir, come and see. ”

"Good apples, one penny two!"

Zach, who walked in front with his hands in his pockets, said:

"After two years of exploring, I found out that Lady Sally's personal maid frequented a place called Mrs. Carol's Dessert Shop, and bought some sweets in it. ”

"'Mrs. Carroll's Dessert Shop'?" Chris strode up to Zach's footsteps, a little surprised, "Does it have something to do with Lady Sally's last name?"

After all, Chris now knows that Lady Sally's full name is Sally Carroll.

I remember that when Chris was very young, Cole used to buy him weird jelly beans at this store, 3p a small bag, there were 14 in it, and Chris could eat it for two weeks. After all, to Cole at the time, 3 pence was equivalent to a day's bread money.

Later, after meeting Bert and Bonnie, Chris often brought them to the store, and Bonnie loved the chocolate candies in the store.

"Maybe it's just that the maid herself likes the shop?"

"At first, I thought it might be just a coincidence, after all, there are many people with the surname Carol in Federenburg. However, in addition to Lady Sally's personal maid, there was another person who also appeared here. Zach slowed his pace and explained.

Since Zach said so, it must be someone related to Lady Sally, and thinking of this, Chris tentatively said:

"Is it Miss Caroline?"

Zach nodded and said appreciatively:

"You should know about your team's relationship with her, and I happen to know a little bit about them, so let's not talk about that, you just need to know that Caroline once brought Wardhouse here. ”

As he spoke, the two of them had already walked to the door of the store, and on the signboard outside the door, a line of words was written:

"Mrs. Carroll's dessert shop. ”

When Zach and Chris entered, there were all kinds of candy on the shelves, all of which were very affordable, and there were several customers shopping for goods, and on the chair inside, there was a chubby lady in her fifties who was knitting a sweater, with gray blonde hair on her head and a kind face.

Chris naturally recognized her as the owner of the shop, Mrs. Carol, whose husband seems to have died of illness a few years ago, and who is now the only one in the house.

As if seeing a familiar guest, Mrs. Carroll looked up and smiled:

"Little Chris is here, you haven't been here in days. ”

"Good evening, Mrs. Carol. Chris said hello cordially, since joining the "Punisher" team and moving to Pruka Street, Chris hasn't been here, after all, he is usually so busy with work.