"Turn left ahead!" Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, Meggie bit the chocolate she had just bought and said vaguely.

Her father, Furchat, sat beside her, driving the old station wagon on the road to a remote Alpine town that was rough and illegible.

These roads don't even have lights, because they were even taken by horse-drawn carriages not so long ago, but fortunately there are not many cars on the road, and nothing will happen if you make a rickety sharp turn.

"Are you sure?" But the driver, Furchart, was deeply suspicious, and he looked at the sign on the right, which looked as if it had been hit by some bear child, and the arrow in the direction of the Alpine town was struck in a large circle crookedly, making Furchart completely unable to distinguish the direction.

Meggie rolled her cute eyes and said to Folchat, "Who's the driver?" ”

"Me." Furchart pouted and pointed at himself.

"And who's the leader?"

"You."

"I'll lead the way, shall we get lost?"

"Nope."

"No, that's right." Meggie showed her dimples and took a bite of chocolate.

Furchard glanced at Meggie in the rearview mirror and smiled with satisfaction, he liked the relaxed atmosphere and even hoped that Meggie would always be happy, but ...... He needs to find his missing wife.

Taking advantage of the non-existent savage to divert his gaze, Furchart tried to snatch the chocolate from Meggie's hand, but was unsuccessful, and there was a bustle and cheerfulness, "Turn left!" Turn left! The two of them stepped onto the road to the Alpine town.

But what the two of them didn't know was that in the hotel not far behind them, a group of well-behaved FBI agents had already checked into their previous location.

Taking advantage of his authority, Zas directly invalidated a few tickets on the fastest plane to France, and then inserted his own people, and in less than a day, they came to France, and then crossed the country as fast as they could, reaching the Alps near the border.

Here, they tracked down their goal.

"The license plate of that car has been found." A tech agent sat in front of the computer staring at the screen, tapping on the keyboard and slowly snapping out a string of numbers, "ZH5256118." ”

"Where are they now?" Zas asked.

"The vehicle left the main road, and we couldn't track it, but it didn't seem to be heading in the direction of a few famous tourist towns, but a very remote town."

"It seems?" Zas raised his tone.

"These roads are too old to have enough cameras." The technical agent explained helplessly.

Zas nodded, but a new question formed in his mind, why did the father and daughter come to the Alps, and it was such a remote town, it was definitely not a tourist.

After only a few seconds of delay, Zas said, "Let's get out of here and follow." ”

The agent had already told him that there was no gain here, just a normal place to stay, and that there was no point in staying any longer, and Zas decided to follow up.

Three minutes later, two black SUVs streamed out of the hotel and quietly stepped onto the route traveled by the father and daughter of Furchat......

This town at the foot of the Alps is covered with snow all year round, but the temperature is not unbearable, on the contrary, the slightest chill and the heavy snowflakes add a little bit of historical beauty to the town.

Furchart pulled up in a small alley, slammed the door shut, and stepped with Meggie onto the town's somewhat mottled gravel road.

The remote town does not seem desolate, and there are even many people living here, and their lives are very regular, so regular that they can be said to be a little laid-back, they have a lot of time to enjoy life, and the pace of life is very slow.

However, the lively and crowded crowd in the square at this time is obviously not something that a small town can bring, in fact, at the time when the two of them arrived in this town, it happened to be an exchange meeting for book lovers.

At this time, the town was full of books, and the open-air squares and alleys were lined with scattered bookstalls piled up with the treasures of book owners or antique book dealers who wanted to make a fortune.

Father and daughter are no stranger to this, they have traveled to countless cities over the years, and they have seen all kinds of festivals and events.

"Alpine Antiquities Bookstore, on the right side of the square." Meggie said, looking at the address on the map.

Furchart put his arm around Meggie's shoulders, and then the two of them headed towards the square together, and Meggie's mouth was not idle along the way, "Why are the bookstores we went to so old?" She probably had a guess in her mind about the answer, but Meggie didn't know that the truth was more bizarre than she thought.

"I'm starting to miss the modern bookstores in New York with hot chocolate and bestsellers." She said.

With a smile on his face, Furchart still walked forward with Meggie, "I'm fixing old books, what do I do in so many new bookstores." ”

"I love old books, textured paper, beautiful liners, leather covers."

"I love it here." He said.

Meggie subconsciously touched the book in her pocket and said, "Maybe you'll find it here." ”

"Found what?" Furchart asked indifferently.

"The book you've been looking for."

The expression on Folchart's face moved, and he put on a helpless smile, "I don't have any books in particular looking for." ”

"Do you think I don't know, every time you enter a bookstore, you have to search all corners."

"Yes." Furdchat replied as he walked.

"But you always leave disappointed, and sometimes your eyes are still red."

Furchart casually stopped in front of a cart of used book stalls, picked up one of them, looked at the front and back, and then blew the dust off it, "That's because there is too much dust on the old books." He said.

The father and daughter fought all the way to the antique bookstore, but soon Meggie's attention was completely attracted by the books on the way, "I'm going in, can you come along." Furchart said, but Meggie ignored it completely, still looking at the books on the bookshelf, "You'd better stay here." Furchart patted Meggie on the shoulder.

He walked towards the antiquarian bookstore, and in the dark, as if he sensed that something was calling him, he looked at the books behind the glass window, pushed the door open, and entered.

But he didn't notice that Meggie was looking deeply at him behind him.

At the same time, two SUVs also stopped not far from the town, but fortunately, the town was crowded with people because of the book exchange at this time, but no one noticed these agents, otherwise they would definitely be detected in normal times.

They moved quickly to disguise themselves, and even after Furchart entered the antique bookstore, these ordinary people disguised as agents had already surrounded the place.

The young man drinking coffee at the roadside coffee shop, the middle-aged man who was also reading a book not far from Meggie, and the passers-by hiding in the surrounding houses and alleys, there were people everywhere.

"It's ready." Ricky, leaning on the roof of a room with a telescope, whispered, his voice reaching Zath's ears through the headset.

In fact, these FBIs don't know what they're going to do either, so they're just tracking for now, trying to get any useful clues from the two.

Seriously, the effects of the dragon's presence have been insane, especially after the military has dealt with it and discovered its great power.

The various departments want to find the source of the dragon at all costs, and the special departments that usually don't know at all also jump out one by one, and the boss gives a death order, absolutely, absolutely to find the source of the dragon.

Because I am afraid it will be the greatest discovery of the twenty-first century, both military and academic.

So for a vaguely possible clue, the General Administration will approve their direct transnational action, which is simply impossible in normal times, the FBI has strict regulations, but in the face of sufficient interests, all this can be abandoned.

They didn't have the slightest clue about the dragon, they were completely confused, and the one Jim tracked down was arguably the only clue they could trust, no matter how ridiculous and unreliable it was.

The girl named Meggie seemed to be completely immersed in the world of books, and the agents thought that the surveillance would soon be over, but they did not expect to spend more than four hours in this town, and even when it was dark, Furchart had been tinkering with books in the antique bookstore, and by the way, he seemed to be looking for something.

And the agent who was not far from Meggie could only follow through the books, and it took four hours to look at them, "You're really bad luck Kerry." His companion's voice came from his headset, "It's hard for you to watch for so long without being a playboy." ”

The corners of Kerry's mouth twitched, but he couldn't answer casually.

But unbeknownst to the carefully watched agents, it was at this point that Furchart finally found what he was looking for, the book he had been searching for for even half the world, "Ink Heart".

As if it were some kind of call, as soon as he entered the bookstore, he heard the sound of the book, it was whispering, it was calling to him, and Furchart fumbled through the shelves while repairing the books, and finally found it in an old compartment after a short time.

Even his hands were trembling, and when he opened the book and saw its contents, Furchart knew that this was the book he was looking for.

But just as Furchart could read the contents of the book, Meggie also woke up from the world of books, because she heard strange noises, like some kind of small animal.

And as soon as she looked up, she saw a mink appear in front of her, crouching in a pile of books, crawling around.

With a playful smile on Meggie's face, the girl's love for small animals had a seizure, and she broke off a small piece of chocolate and threw it to the mink.

But Meggie had a lot of fun on this side, and the FBI side had already exploded.

"Do you see where this thing came from?" Ricky, who was crouching on the roof with a binocular, immediately asked Kerry, the closest agent to the girl, but was left blank.

"Is this creature supposed to be in the Alps?" Ricky expressed a puzzled expression, and Zas, who stayed in the car and looked at the fact monitoring screen, also frowned, he felt as if he had caught something, but he didn't.

But the next moment, the group of agents became nervous again, as they saw a man, a man they had never seen or noticed before, appearing around Meggie.

Meggie went to tease the mink behind her, but was almost bitten by it, when a strange man appeared not far behind her and whispered, "It doesn't like people teasing it." ”

The strange man walked over slowly, then bent down slightly, "You'd better be careful, it's called Gwen, I know it's cute, but you can't look good." ”

The mink jumped onto the stack of books in two of three times, then jumped onto the man's shoulder and got into the backpack behind him.

The man was dressed in somewhat shabby dirty clothes, his hair seemed to have been unkempt for a long time, and he also had two faint slight scars on his eyes.

Meggie leaned back a little fearfully, taking the man in front of her for a monster, she took two more steps back, and said, "Uh...... I know, I also know not to talk to strangers, I am out of company. ”

Just as Meggie retreated, Kerry, who was not far away, was already vigilant, if the man made a move, then he would definitely stop him, but the man didn't seem to mean to stop Meggie, but just as Meggie was about to run away, he suddenly said, "I'm not a stranger, Meggie." ”

"We met when you were very young, and although you may not remember, I am not a stranger."

Hearing this, Kerry stopped his movements and did not continue to move forward, but he remained vigilant, looking down at the book while keeping an eye on the situation here from time to time.

But at this moment, Furchat pushed the door out of the antique bookstore and walked out with a happy expression, but the moment he saw the strange man, he disappeared from his face without a trace.

"It's alright, Silvertongue." The man also saw Furchart, he said.

"I was just chatting with your daughter."

Furchart took two steps forward, pulled Meggie behind him, and whispered to her, "Meggie, get back to the car." Then he added, "Don't worry, he's an old friend of mine." ”

"Daddy!" Meggie shouted.

Seeing that she didn't move, Folchat shouted in a low voice, "Go now!" ”

Meggie glanced at her father, then turned and walked towards the station wagon in the alley.

"Let's take a walk together." The man, on the other hand, looked at Furchart calmly after Meggie had left, and then led him down another alley.

At the same time, through Kerry's monitoring equipment, Ricky, who could hear the conversation between these people clearly, immediately whispered to Zas, "Zas, did you hear that?" ”

"I hear you." Zas, who was standing in the car, stared at the real-time monitoring screen, "Keep up, don't be discovered." ”

As his words fell, the agents scattered around immediately leaned in the direction where Meggie was in the station wagon and the two of them left, intentionally or unintentionally. (To be continued.) )