How often it started to rain, no one remembers the exact time. It's been almost a week, and many people are looking forward to the end of winter soon, but the rainy spring weather has not won the hearts of many people. On the contrary, the humid climate has not yet fully warmed up, and the colder temperatures than winter make people nostalgic for the good times of winter.

At the very least, you can still see the harsh sunlight, and you can spread a soft cushion and lie comfortably on the grass until the evening. I miss this scene, and when I spend a little more time outside in the spring rain, I feel that I will be damp and covered with mold.

Ghana City, a medium-sized city in the Principality of Anse, has been shrouded in this never-ending drizzle for a long time. The ground was wet, full of yellow mud brought from the muddy road outside the city, sticky and glued, and it could not be washed away by this powerless rain.

The city of Ghana is surrounded by four ring roads, forming four districts that resemble those of the wealthy class. On the side of the third ring road, a cluster of low-rise buildings is built along the side according to its trend, making it an area where the middle class and the poor are mixed. There are many such areas in Ghana City, and they form the largest part of the city, enveloping the relatively prosperous central area.

This slip street does not have a specific name because it is more like a small alley in nature. In the afternoon, there are almost no pedestrians on the streets. Soon after, a man with a black umbrella and a lazy face stepped on the stone slabs of the sidewalks on both sides of the street, which were already potholed, and gradually went to the depths of the street with a "click" sound.

The man eventually stopped in front of a tavern. People in the neighborhood said that the tavern was run by an unknown rich woman, because if you had time to squat by the tavern, you would often see people of status, or beautiful ladies who parked their limousines in the garage next to them, and then walked in with sorrow, and finally came out with a smile on their faces.

What exactly is going on inside, few people know. Because it is really just an ordinary tavern, with colored lamps on the door spelling the word "Normans", it looks the same as other taverns when you enter, but the interior is a little more spacious.

The man put away the umbrella at the door, shook the water, and put it in the umbrella basket by the door, and then shook his head to look at the inside of the tavern. Consistently elegant and soft music, wider tables than other pubs, and longer counters. Today's business doesn't seem to be very good, but judging by the situation of this tavern, it may be said to be a good situation.

The man went straight to the counter, sat down in the high chair, crossed his hands on the counter, and then released it, and then looked at the bartender behind the counter: "Excuse me, just a glass of warm water." ”

The bartender was a man nearly 1.9 meters tall, like a memorial statue cast of steel, and the plaid shirt of his dress could not hide the bulging muscles on his body. With a square face and a black beard on his chin, he looks unusually lush at the moment when he is only groomed once in two or three days. However, his expression is very kind, and he has a bartending tool in his hand, and he looks like a kind father who is studying children's toys.

The bartender nodded, expertly picked up the cup, poured most of the hot water, and then habitually added three pieces of ice to it: "Madam Rachel came here in the morning, and she said it was a pity not to see you." If you have time, I hope you will contact her as soon as possible. ”

The man picked up his glass, blowing the heat rising from it, and when he heard this, he put it down and looked at the bartender.

"There is a communication machine in the store that can be used at any time. The bartender didn't pay attention to the man's embarrassed face, turned around and counted the various bottles on the wooden shelf behind him, and continued, "I didn't say anything else, I came in a hurry, I walked quickly, and I didn't even drink the wine." By the way, the limousine was parked directly at the door of the tavern, and I didn't see who was driving, but it wasn't the original person, and maybe Ms. Rachel had a new love. ”

"Orch, you're starting to care about these things, too. The man took a sip of water.

"Lady Rachel is our boss, so the necessary concern is justified, right?" the bartender Olch smiled, "I always thought you wouldn't be here today." ”

"Why do you think that?" the man's face changed and became a little gloomy, "Today is the twenty-seventh, and this is the time when I should come over." For several years, I have always adhered to the time, both for the client and for our own people. ”

"Who knows?" Olch shook his head. The man who was waiting for the answer was visibly unhappy with the answer, and he continued to keep his head down and look at the rapidly melting ice cubes in the wine glass. At this time, the bartender Olch walked over, pressed his hands on the counter, and stared at the man, "After Ms. Rachel left this morning, someone came over to pay the bill. He said you had died in a rental house three days earlier, and that your body had been cut in two. ”

"So you're going to believe it?" the man looked at Olchi's face.

Olch stood up and waved his hand, "Of course I don't believe it, everyone knows that it must be your stand-in." Besides, the other party is still a newcomer, so I don't know that some situations are normal. But 、、、."

Olch sighed as if he was running out of fuel, and the last puff of black smoke was puffed out by the old ploughing machine parked at the edge of the field, "This is the third time." If you think about it, three days、、、 well, in four days, three different people told me the same thing. It is said that you are dead, the body was cut into two pieces, some were shot in the head, and some were directly twisted and broken. This is not normal, you know, or Madam Rachel would not have made a trip to the tavern to see you here. ”

"You must know that Madam Rachel is a very noble person, and she will never say a word to us. ”

The man didn't reply, just looked at the wine glass in front of him. Seeing the man's silence, Olch also closed his mouth. After a few moments, Olch opened his mouth again, "The Society cares a lot about you, that's what Ms. Rachel said. She wants you to tell the association anything you know. ”

"Orch, if I had known anything, I had contacted the Society directly a week or two ago, and I would not have let the matter reach Ms. Rachel's ears at all. The problem is, right now, right now, I don't know anything. But you, and Ms. Rachel, think I know something, but I don't want to tell the Society. The man's emotions were visibly agitated, "Damn, it's a cycle that can't be avoided." Why is this happening in the area I manage?"

Olch was unmoved by the man's words, "Some say you've met the man 、、、 called the so-called 'boss' and talked for a long time. ”

"What!" the man looked up at Olch, "I now say that the Duchy of Anse will be attacked by the Far Sea Commons in two days and will be destroyed in one day, do you believe it?"

Olch shrugged, "In this day and age, anything can happen. I believe, and hope, that it really perishes in two days. Anyway, there's only one thing I can do to help you, just ask me when you need it. Madam Rachel won't be giving you long. You'd better find enough evidence to prove that you're clean during the period, otherwise what happened in the last ten days, especially the death of Master Holden last week, even if they didn't come to fruition, someone would eventually have to stand up and say - okay, okay, I did it, you hang me. You know what's at stake better than I do. However, as you say, you don't know anything. But luck is such a thing, whoever falls on it is who's own, and those people in the association don't care about luck, they just care who should stand up and eat guns. ”