Chapter 148 I Want to Break This Brat's Legs

But now the castle is obviously in decline. The whole body is entangled with vines, most of the glass is broken, the interior of the huge castle is pitch black, there is no light, and there are bats flying in and out in the night.

Moreover, Jiang Chen discovered that the key Old Sol gave him was not the key to the castle gate, but the key to a low gatehouse outside the castle.

He opened the rusty door, helped the drunken old Sol to bed under the crimson moonlight, helped him take off his leather boots, and covered him with a blanket.

When Sol's snoring sounded, Jiang Chen walked out of the door lightly and came to the desolate yard.

The moonlight was hazy, stretching the shadow of the castle very long, and the crows of night crows could be heard from time to time in the dark vines. With the cool wind blowing against his face, a slight drunkenness could not help but hit Jiang Chen's consciousness.

He originally planned to go back to the detective agency to get a good night's sleep, because old Saul was already drunk and unconscious, and it was estimated that there would be no outrageous actions tonight.

But at this moment drunkenness struck, Jiang Chen simply sat down on the fourth step in front of the castle gate, intending to rest for a while.

Feeling the silence of Siye, Jiang Chen's heart gradually calmed down. Five minutes later, his drunkenness faded away, and he stood up and prepared to leave.

At this moment, there was a sound of door opening from the direction of the porter.

"Squeak~~"

Then, under the crimson moonlight, Old Sol's figure walked out of the door, except for a little piss on his face, he was no longer drunk.

He adjusted the gray cloak on his body, and then walked towards the street with a 903 model steel-bladed cane.

Seeing the old Sol's back gradually drifting away, Jiang Chen walked out from the shadow of the vines, he sighed silently, shook his cane, and followed silently.

At this moment, the street at nine o'clock is the busiest time of the day, with the speeding carriages coming and going one after another, and the gentlemen walking together talking loudly, discussing where the hangover is tonight.

Old Sol's pace was unhurried, calm and firm, and the dim street lamps stretched his hunched and lonely back very long, very long.

Jiang Chen shuttled in the shadow of the street trees, keeping a proper distance from Old Sol.

Tracking a person is definitely not an easy task, Jiang Chen secretly thought, it would be great if Selena was here at this time, tracking is the specialty of shadow assassins.

Old Sol turned into Industrial Avenue and walked straight forward. After half an hour, he finally stopped outside a courtyard.

The courtyard is surrounded by a solemn gray high wall, and the high wall is wrapped with barbed wire. Over the high wall, you can see the brightly lit townhouse apartment in the center of the courtyard wall, and faintly hear the wanton laughter in the apartment.

At this moment, the street outside the iron gate was full of gorgeous four-wheeled carriages, and two guards in gray uniforms with gun belts were standing straight in front of the large carved iron gate.

Jiang Chen hid in the shadow of the street tree and watched. Old Sol went straight to the gate, and he didn't know what to say to the guard. Then he was released smoothly and entered the courtyard.

Jiang Chen took a few more steps forward, and with the help of the lantern at the door, he saw the big characters on the door plate: Bliss Mansion.

He was startled: Wade Bliss, Chief of Police!

OMG! What on earth does Old Sol want to do!

If Jiang Chen wants to enter the police chief's apartment openly, he only needs to show the adjudicator's badge, but his original intention is to secretly protect Old Sol, so that he can't let other people know his existence.

Therefore, he could only go around the corner, and climbed over the gray high wall under the cover of the shadow of trees on the street. The barbed wire on the wall may be a very troublesome thing for others, but under the suppression of "gravity control", it It was directly twisted into a piece of broken iron.

Landing in the courtyard, Jiang Chen pressed his body against the wall, hiding in the shadow.

A gas street lamp stands every ten meters on the gravel road in the courtyard. The dim light outlines the shadows of lush vegetation and flowing water flower beds. In front of the magnificent townhouses is an open space covered with marble.

At this moment, a reception is being held in this open space. The elegant brass phonograph played melodious and soothing music, and the long table covered with white tablecloth was filled with all kinds of food and wine. The attractive aroma of ingredients and strong wine filled the garden. Well-dressed gentleman, The ladies toasted and chatted happily.

Old Sol entered through the main entrance with a cane, and stepped onto the dimly lit gravel road. His half-top hat was pressed down very low, revealing only the corners of his thin mouth and sharp-edged chin.

On this luxurious night, old Sol's stern back looked very out of place, like a wild wolf that lived and slept in the open had broken into a group of poodles playing and playing.

The gray shadow was getting closer and closer to the lively crowd. Old Sol's stooped back gradually straightened. He grasped the steel-edged cane, his shriveled forearm suddenly swelled up, and the bulging veins protruded and twisted. The invisible aura spread quietly.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the joyful crowd, and for a while, everyone fell silent, and hundreds of eyes all looked at Old Sol who was walking towards him.

These gazes reveal complex emotions, surprise, doubt, disgust, fear...

At this moment, amidst the melodious music, only the heavy footsteps of old Sol echoed in the silent courtyard. He raised his chin slightly, and a gust of wind lifted the half-top hat on his head, and his gray hair fluttered away. The cloudy gray eyes were deep and sharp.

"Boom"

Old Sol stopped, put his cane on the marble floor and folded his hands, and said in an indifferent and deep voice: "Wade Bliss is here, come to the front!"

After whispering among the crowd for a while, they focused their eyes on a tall, slightly fat middle-aged man.

He was wearing a well-tailored black silk tuxedo, with a gold brooch pinned to the neckline with the emblem of the "Crown of the Cross of the Holy Sword" on his neck. His long brown hair was well combed behind his head, and a pair of indifferent blue eyes were looking at Old Sol .

"I'm Wade Bliss." He stepped out from the crowd, holding a glass of Bordeaux red wine in his hand, "What can I do, sir?"

Old Sol glanced at Wade, and there was a cold chill in his gray eyes: "Why, the chief doesn't remember me?"

"You are?" Wade Bliss showed a trace of doubt on his face. He had a lot of friends in his life, but they were all concentrated in the upper class, but from the clothes of Old Saul, he did not look like a gentleman in the upper class.

"Huh, it seems that you have lived with peace of mind these years."

Old Sol laughed back angrily: "Since I don't remember, let me remind you, Baron Saul Forbes of Black Rock Castle."

"What!"

Wade Bliss was startled when he heard this, his pupils shrank rapidly: "Are you Baron Forbes?"