Chapter 114: Together

The Code of Cooperation, this is the unwritten rule of the Rand Kingdom's border guards.

In cases handled by the military, the accomplice must choose one of two options: either fight to the end and commit the same crime as the principal offender, which is usually the case of hanging or beheading, or confess the truth and avoid punishment. After the case is concluded and it is confirmed that he did not lie, he can take the money and leave.

The smuggler took less than a second to make a decision. Not only did he answer the officer's questions, but he also explained everything honestly.

Slave owner Walter Davis, male, 190 centimeters tall, unknown appearance, always wears a fish head mask, a strong fishy smell can be smelled on his body, and when his palms touch things, a small amount of mucus will sometimes flow out, and the smell is very strong , quite disgusting.

The two water pirates were his men, and the smugglers were hired to help because they were familiar with the environment.

It was the afternoon before yesterday. He was drinking in the White Bird Harbor Tavern in Rhine City, a dedicated ocean port, when he was approached by Davis.

Of course he knew that Davis was a wanted criminal, but no one in this business was cleaner than anyone else, and there was nothing to be taboo about. What's more, the slave owner has a reputation for controlling puppets. Between Rand Pounds and having tentacles in his brain, he wisely chose banknotes.

There was another person he didn't know at the time. He heard Davis call that person Mr. Jefferson. He was a thin, middle-aged man wearing a formal suit and a monocle. From his experience as a smuggler, he could tell that this man was full of... He has a philistine and cunning air, but he was generous when hiring him. He may be a very successful businessman.

He didn't know what these people were going to do, so he just came forward to help them rent an empty warehouse near the dock, got in and asked friends to help lock it from the outside, and then stayed inside for the night.

Not long ago, Davis and Jefferson suddenly started conspiring, and then disappeared for a few minutes. During this period, there were constant explosions outside, frightening the smugglers.

However, the two of them came back soon, with faces full of joy. Jefferson, who looked like a businessman, even excitedly handed out another two pounds in cash to each of several people.

However, within a few minutes, the faces of the two of them became more and more ugly. Finally, when Davis was furious, Jefferson whispered a few words to him, and then the two of them disappeared with a cry. The target should be The two of them escaped in advance on the speedboat that had been hidden on the shore, leaving only the three of them to face the furious Rand navy.

It seems that there is really only one step left.

Although he didn't say it out loud, Lin Qi couldn't help feeling annoyed.

He tried his best and used all his experience in his past life, but he was still two minutes late.

It would be nice if he could be one step faster. With the strength of Rick Knight's sixth level power, he would never let the opponent escape. It's a pity that now I can only watch the shadows of big and small sails on the river helplessly.

It's obvious that you are the ones who caused trouble for me first, but you still want to take revenge on me and steal the memories of my goddess. Okay, Jefferson, Davis, I remember you.

Let you win a small game first, but the game is not over yet, let's continue playing.

I want you to know that you have messed with the wrong person.

"Mr. Detective." The powerful sixth-level knight was quite respectful at this time, "Thank you for your assistance, helping us successfully locate Davis and Jefferson. Your Excellency the Archbishop has sent someone to adjust the painter. Press the button shortly. The smuggler's description will give him a portrait, and we will issue a nationwide arrest warrant for him. We will also use this time to try our best to find out where Davis is. They should be together now. If we find Davis, we will find Jefferson."

Lin Qi looked at him doubtfully, not knowing what he was talking about.

"You are a professional detective, and you have fully proven your ability. I would like to ask, do you have any other opinions on the next step?" Archbishop Trinleth had walked away intentionally, and Rui Knight Ke smiled awkwardly, lowered his head and said, "Dark Night and Twin Moons are one, and we are willing to ask for help from Lady Red Moon's soul-shifters. I hope you can continue to guide us, find the murderer as soon as possible, and defend the glory of the goddess." "

It's really not frank, then why don't you ask the Red Moon Soul Changer if he is willing to accept it? Neighbor, how about I reject him? Or reject the one above?

【Can. 】

'Um? Are there any benefits to this? ’

【Absolutely not. 】

‘Then you still let me refuse. ’

[I am just by your side to witness every choice you make, no matter whether your choice is normal or not. 】

‘I think you are cursing me in a roundabout way, but I decided not to be on the same page with you. ’

Having harassed Ms. Red Moon in his heart, Lynch was in a good mood. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Actually, I think that since they have succeeded, it is unlikely that they will be together now. Jefferson should also be a native of the Rhine, and he even has a legal status. No need to hide with Davis."

"Huh? What's the basis for your judgment?"

"Of course. I remember you said that we were on the road for three days, right. Then the time for this matter is actually very tight."

"What's the meaning?"

"On the 15th, I had a feud with the Ancient Flicker. On the morning of the 16th, Archbishop Trinleth decided to transfer the commission reward, which is the Red Moon Memories, to me in advance. I'm not sure of your specific method, but the letter should be We arrived on the same day, and then loaded up and set off on the 17th. It took us 17, 18, 19 and three days to reach Rhine. I must have calculated the itinerary correctly.”

"That's right."

"That is to say, Jefferson's plan can only be formulated on the 17th at the earliest. The smuggler was hired on the afternoon of the 18th, and Davis had already joined Jefferson's plan when he was hired. That means Jefferson had to contact Davis on the morning of the 18th at the latest. Considering that people like Davis are not easy to find and need time to contact, the time when he and Davis began to contact was the 17th. That is, just as the transportation plan was formulated over there, this side received the news and began to arrange the theft operation."

Knight Rick nodded vigorously.

"He didn't have time to rush here from other areas, which means that he was in Rhine City at the time, and it is very likely that he is a local of Rhine, so I suggest that instead of staring at Davis, who has been wanted for several years but has not been caught, it is better to change the direction of vision and start with this Jefferson."

"But we have no clue about this Jefferson." Rick said distressedly.

"No, on the contrary, compared with Davis, who has been wanted for many years and is cautious, Jefferson has left us a lot of clues."

Lynch sneered and took out the three pieces of paper he had collected, all of which were portraits of ancient flickers.

"This pattern seems to be a necessity for him to use his teleportation ability, and he uses it to exchange with the target. In order to support his ability, he probably carries a lot of them. The problem is that it's okay to draw one or two of such a troublesome pattern, but he can't have so much free time to draw more. So, you see, this thing is not drawn at all, but printed with ink."

"What is that?" Knight Rick, who has been living in seclusion in the church for many years, was a little confused.

"Just like newspapers, they are printed in batches by machines."

Lin Qi suddenly had a flash of inspiration just now, realizing that this world is not like his hometown, where there are printing shops everywhere. Printing machines in this world are still very rare, and there are not many in the entire Rhine City.

And this Jefferson is a local, and his portraits of the Flashers are probably made in Rhine City. Following the clue of the printing machine, it is very likely that he can find his trace.

And the printing machine... In this era, is there anyone who is more familiar with the distribution of printing plants than newspaper reporters? I still have a senior reporter.

Hey, Jefferson, Davis, it seems that our second round is about to begin.

I'm coming to find you.