Chapter 326 Expensive Carriage Fare

Natalia couldn't have been unaware of this, so why did she come out at night?

Could it be a task assigned to her by the Moon Worship Cult?

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Thinking of this, Eros felt a flash of curiosity.

Without further hesitation, he turned and stepped into the darkness, heading for another street about a kilometer away.

On the other side, Natalia, who was walking on the street, looked around with vigilance.

After noticing anything unusual, she crossed the street at a rapid pace, moving away.

But before she had walked far, a series of horse hoof sounds suddenly came from the empty street.

Natalia's heart tightened, but she didn't stop, but continued to walk forward along the street.

It was just that her steps were a little hurried and flustered, like an ordinary woman who was anxious to go home late at night.

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and soon a carriage drove to Natalia and stopped.

Natalia was startled, lowered her head, and hurriedly quickened her pace.

Behind her, the coachman sitting in the carriage watched this scene quietly.

Suddenly the coachman shouted: "Lady in front, do you want to take a carriage?"

Natalia did not speak, and walked forward quickly.

Seeing this, the coachman drove the carriage to follow her. Seeing the coachman driving the carriage to follow her, Natalia's face flashed a trace of fear, and she began to trot.

Seeing this, the coachman could only helplessly explain loudly:

"Madam, I am not a bad person."

"I still have the official documents of the passenger transport company and the work card."

Hearing this, Natalia's pace slowed down a little, but her beautiful face was still full of vigilance.

Seeing that the lady in front seemed to believe him, the coachman hurriedly drove the carriage to the lady.

Looking at the vigilant lady standing on the roadside, the coachman smiled kindly, then took out a certificate and a work card from his pocket.

After seeing these two things, Natalia's expression was obviously much calmer, and the vigilance on her face was also reduced a lot:

"How much does it cost to take a carriage at night?"

The coachman smiled slightly and said, "Madam, it is now 4 pence per minute at night."

Natalia frowned tightly, and said in disbelief:

"Why is it so expensive?"

The coachman spread his hands helplessly and explained:

"Madam, you also know that there is a group of perverted murderers haunting at night recently. I am taking great risks to pick up customers."

After hearing the words perverted murderer, Natalia trembled, obviously afraid.

The coachman did not speak, just sat in the carriage waiting for the decision of the lady in front of him.

Natalia's expression changed several times, and finally she gritted her teeth and said:

"Okay! 4 pence is 4 pence!"

Seeing that he had successfully received a business order, the coachman greeted enthusiastically:

"Madam, please get on!"

Natalia quickly got on the carriage: "Stop at the York Restaurant on Brown Street in front."

"Okay! Madam." The coachman shouted cheerfully, and then waved the whip in his hand.

Natalia, sitting in the carriage, seemed to be infected by the cheerful mood of the coachman outside.

The panic and tension that remained on her face before gradually subsided at this moment.

On the way, the coachman felt that this trip was a bit too quiet, so he casually found a topic and said:

"Madam, are you going home?"

When Natalia heard this, her expression immediately became alert:

"Why are you asking this?"

The coachman heard the alertness in Natalia's tone, so he quickly explained:

"Sorry, ma'am! I'm abrupt, I'm just curious, why are you still outside so late."

"Hasn't there been that one at night recently? I think, uh... um... you should understand what I mean."

The expression on Natalia's face gradually eased, and she said with some fear in her tone:

"I'm a tutor, and I used to finish teaching before dark, but today my students couldn't understand a question, so I was delayed for some time. "

The coachman showed a look of astonishment on his face, and then asked curiously:

"In that case, why don't you stay at your student's home for a night?"

"Since you are their child's teacher, I think they should be very happy to host you."

"After all, it is indeed dangerous at night in Haidaram now, especially for ladies like you."

Natalia's face showed a trace of disbelief after hearing this, and she said in disbelief:

"You mean, let me spend the night at the home of a divorced single man with children?"

The coachman's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, and he quickly apologized:

"Sorry! Madam, I didn't know your student was from a single-parent family."

Natalia snorted coldly and said nothing.

The coachman knew that he had said the wrong thing, and consciously stopped talking, so the carriage became quiet again.

After a while, Natalia seemed to be a little afraid of this oppressive silence, so she took the initiative to speak:

"When do you think the police will be able to catch that group of perverted murderers?"

"I'm tired of living in fear like this."

The coachman smiled and comforted: "Don't worry! Madam, I believe the police will be able to catch those criminals in no time."

Natalia sneered, and her tone did not hide her distrust:

"The newspapers say every day that they will be caught soon. How long has it been?"

"Really, I am now too disappointed with the efficiency of the Haidaram police."

"So many days have passed, and there has been no progress at all. How can I believe them?"

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Listening to the lady in the carriage behind him chattering, openly and secretly accusing the police of inaction, a trace of shame flashed across the coachman's face.

In this way, with Natalia's complaints all the way, the carriage arrived at the York Restaurant on Bron Street.

"Madam, your destination has arrived! A total of 54 pence, you just need to give 50 pence."

Natalia got off the carriage, and with a little pain on her face, she took out 50 pence from her small bag and handed it to the coachman.

After receiving the 50 pence, the coachman said gratefully:

"Thank you for your generosity."

Natalia snorted coldly, without saying anything, and walked towards the townhouse behind the York Restaurant with her small bag.

She seemed dissatisfied with the high fare.