Chapter 436 Surveillance
Those two men, who could be seen as Feysac race at a glance, were wearing thick winter coats, whispering to each other, holding wine bottles in their hands, and looked like passers-by everywhere in the small town of Gran.
But Xifa saw that the corks of their wine bottles were not unscrewed, and the liquid inside was full, obviously not drunk.
Coupled with the fact that they looked at the 'Red Moon' shop across from them from time to time, it can basically be concluded that these two people should belong to a certain organization, or simply be the official staff of Fusac.
They are here to watch.
Is it because of that Abraham?
Xifa tightened his coat, and like an ordinary passerby, he passed by two surveillance personnel and disappeared into the alley.
After a while, he returned to the alley in the image of an old gentleman, and pushed open the door of the 'Red Moon'.
The silver bell on the door immediately rang crisply, causing a gentleman behind the counter who was doing accounts to raise his head. The gentleman with slack hair gave Xifa a flat look and said.
"Need anything, sir?"
Xifa chuckled, and said in a hoarse and low voice: "Do you sell powder ground from night primrose from Star Plateau here?"
The gentleman behind the counter's eyes moved slightly, and then he nodded: "Yes, how much do you need."
"I want 100 grams." When Xifa said this, he heard the doorbell ringing behind him, and he didn't need to turn his head to know that the two big Fusacs had already walked in.
He didn't look back, and through the nearby glass products, he saw the two big men behind him looking here and touching there, like two customers.
Of course, Xifa knew that these two customers were not going to buy anything. They were here only to eavesdrop on his conversation with the shopkeeper.
The informant introduced by Alger looked at the two big Fusac men calmly, said without changing his volume or expression, "Unfortunately, I only have 70 grams left here."
"Really? Then I want it all."
The shopkeeper took out a glass bottle full of powder from the counter, put it on the stage and said: "10 rukas and 17 kopecks."
Lucas and kopecks were the currency in circulation in the Feysac Empire, and Xifa exchanged some with gold pounds for spending in the town.
According to the currency exchange rates of the two countries, 10 ruka is about 1 soli. The price of this bottle of powder is quite moderate. After paying the money, Xifa hid the bottle of powder in his pocket and pressed the cap. leave the store.
As soon as he came out, he heard the doorbell ring again, and then he drew a picture in his mind.
A big Feysac man was following behind him.
Xifa smiled slightly, walked out of Flintstone Lane with slow but not fast pace.
The Fusac man in the back quickened his pace, and when he came out of the alley, he was slightly startled, the figure of the old man had disappeared on the street.
The 'Amber House' Hotel.
Sifa, who had already returned to her original appearance, set the newly bought coat on fire, and then put the glass bottle containing some unknown powder on the table.
Those previous words about buying raw materials for Xingxing Gao were actually code words negotiated with the Hanged Man. Xifa did not expect to buy a bottle of materials back.
Xifa opened the bottle and poured out all the contents. After pouring out the powder made from unknown plants, Xifa saw a rolled up note inside.
Sure enough, the hanged man's informant didn't sell his things for no reason, but used this bottle of powder to pass the news.
Spread out the note, and it says:
The Feysac police are watching, the man you're looking for is at 12 Hagen Street.
Feysac police?
Why did the Feysac police monitor the Hanged Man's informant? Is it because of him, or because of Morse Abraham?
Xifa burned the note together with the powder on the table, secretly paying attention in his heart, not daring to be careless.
The next morning, Sifer put on the mask of "The Traveler with a Thousand Faces" and changed into the appearance of an old gentleman. He checked the items on his body. He was wearing a 'magic ring' on his hand, and there was a pocket watch containing "Mrs. Christie" in his pocket. Located in the underarm gun pocket.
In the end, he also took several spells from the 'Spirit World Treasure Chest' and put them on his body. These were gifts from his mother Lanny before going to sea, and he has been reluctant to use them.
Today was a matter of bringing that Abraham back, and Sifa did not dare to be careless, and made all possible preparations.
After finishing preparations, Sifa put on a coat, wrapped a scarf, put on a hat, and came to Hagen Street.
House No. 12 is a small three-story building with a garden and stables, which is clearly different from other houses in the town.
It seems that this place should be a wealthy area in the small town of Granville, and the people who can live here are both rich and noble.
Although he didn't see any suspicious person, Xifa didn't take it lightly. He walked past house 12 and saw a cafe across the street. He smiled and pushed the door open.
Ordering a cup of coffee, a piece of butter, and a few pieces of potato bread, Xifa sat by the window like a real old man, enjoying the breakfast leisurely.
At the same time, in the garden of the No. 12 house across the street, a mouse that passed by the wall froze suddenly. After a while, it turned its head and looked at the small three-story building in front of it. into a window.
The mouse got into the kitchen and saw that the kitchen was in a mess. The used tableware was piled up in the sink, and it hadn't been washed for many days.
In the tableware, there were cockroaches coming in and out, making the mouse look at it with disgust.
The mouse jumped off the table, walked around the corner, and left the kitchen. It looked around in the corridor outside. The corridor was quiet, and there seemed to be no one there.
So it boldly ran towards the living room. Just as it reached the entrance of the living room, it suddenly poked out a big foot and stepped on it.
The mouse quickly turned around, narrowly avoiding the big foot, and shrank behind the curtain by the wall. In its two round, black eyes, there was a figure of a big man named Feysac walking towards the kitchen.
After the 'giant' left, the mouse came out from the curtains. It got into the living room, shrank under a sofa, and saw two people walking in the living room.
"How long do we have to stay? If it was me, I would have taken that Loen man away two days ago."
"It's a good thing you didn't do that. Have you forgotten that this man had contact with someone who is suspected to be a member of the Rose School of Thought. If we did this rashly, we might have been found and killed before we even left this town."
"I hope Your Excellency Sievich will come soon. I really don't want to stay in this room for a quarter of an hour. It smells like that Loenian everywhere. It really makes me sick."
The mouse did not continue to eavesdrop, it left the living room and found a staircase leading to the second floor, and it jumped up quickly, as if there was delicious cheese on it calling it.