He didn't want to be regarded as an offensive figure by the other party because of his rudeness, so that he would not be allowed to enter this town.
But the intention of the detective who leaned over to prevent him from entering the fence was very simple.
"I said, you, a foreign boy, haven't you seen the sign here? It clearly says enter from the main entrance, enter from the main entrance of the fence!! God, God knows every time I have to stop a fool like you.
How much effort did it take to break down the fence and get into the town?"
"Do you know how important this fence is to the town? Even if there is a hole in it, it will not be able to stop the black mist from entering at night."
"Yes, the people here have strong resistance, and the buildings in the town are strong enough. But you are not afraid that if a drunkard comes out of the tavern and accidentally lies down on the street all night, then
After inhaling this dark mist, I became seriously ill..."
"In the end, Dr. Winter will definitely make trouble for me. Everyone will think that I, the detective, am incompetent."
"I don't want this to happen again. Boy, listen clearly. Go around here to the main entrance. Walk 300 meters and you will see a decent fence. There is an old man wearing the same clothes as me on the other side of the gate.
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"Pay the fee to enter the town there, and register your specific information. After getting the approval, you can enter the town."
"Then I'm warning you again, boy, because you're a foreigner, stay away from this fence."
Well, this fence that looks shabby and that Mai Fan has never noticed seems to have some special effects and functions.
In short, this is the protective umbrella of this town, and it cannot be destroyed.
Shocked by the reality of some kind of special agency, Mai Fan obediently walked 300 meters from there, and finally found the gate mentioned by the strange detective.
It's said to be a gate, but it's actually a shabby place worse than mud.
In fact, it is an opening without a fence, blocked by a weird rattan rope, which temporarily serves as a gap for people to go in and out.
In fact, it's already reached this time, and basically no one has entered this town, except for Mai Fan and the weird dog he brought.
One person and one dog just stood at the door, their eyes glowing with a strange light in the darkness, staring at an old man sitting on a pony next to the entrance, not knowing how to explain their purpose of coming here.
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The old man didn't embarrass them, and actually asked them proactively.
"What are you doing in a small town? Purchasing goods or looking for people?"
"Don't tell me that you want to settle in this town, haha, I won't believe it even if you tell me 100 times."
Mai Fan took a deep breath and stated his basic purpose: "I'm here to find someone."
Is this right? The old man raised his eyes and asked again.
"Who are you here for? Give him his address and name."
When Mai Fan was hesitating whether to tell the truth, he found that the old man was holding a quill pen in his hand and writing something down on the table next to his small chair.
His instinct told him that he should tell the truth to this old man.
Then Mai Fan explained his purpose of coming.
"I'm here to see Mr. Basque, the owner of the Basque Mine."
"I heard that Mr. Basque has a hobby of collecting."
"And he is also very interested in the special uses of certain collections. He even said that as long as someone can tell the specific uses of his collections, he is willing to transfer some unknown and seemingly worthless items to
Collect it rather than give it to someone who knows."
"That's why I came here to give it a try, because Mr. Basque may have a souvenir from our family elders."
"Those plus souvenirs have no value to outsiders."
"But for me, it is the only thing that can commemorate my family."
Understood.
There are probably a lot of people like Mai Fan, or in other words, there are a lot of people who use this excuse to enter the town. After hearing this reason, the old detective did not continue to ask questions, but was very
He quietly registered the purpose of Mai Fan's coming.
After registering, I took out a small copper sign from the side.
There are several numbers on it, which can be understood at a glance.
Linke 003
After Mai Fan took the number plate with him, the old detective gave him a few special explanations.
"The 003 behind it is the time you can stay in the town. Tomorrow the mine owner will come to this town, and you will have the opportunity to meet him and express your demands to the mine owner in person.
And his departure time is also fixed. He usually leaves after one day, so the three days I give you should be enough."
"Then this brand should be worn on the chest so that other people in our town, whether temporary or permanent residents, know your identity."
"Oh, don't doubt that we will treat you specially."
"On the contrary, this is a very good protection for you, because everyone knows that you have not stayed here long, so even if they are dissatisfied with you or offend someone with your behavior, the permanent residents here are too lazy to tell you
People who do business here will also restrain themselves appropriately, because they think about it, tolerate it and it will be over, and you will only stay here for three days."
"Unless you do something that makes people resent you and make people angry."
"Generally, it's quite safe in this small town with a few people."
Well, Mai Fan was impressed by the thoughtful use of this number plate, and he obediently pinned the number plate on his chest.
"Well, can I go in now? How much payment do I need to pay?"
If you insist on using some kind of purifying liquid, Mai Fan will be in pain.
The old man looked up and down the house again. Seeing him with the dog, he pursed his lips in disdain and asked a question that was beyond his expectation: "What did that dog eat along the way?"
too much?"
"Are you feeding your own raw feed, or are you letting the dog forage on its own?"
Mai Fan's answer was quite simple: "Well, I feed it food, otherwise this dog will not follow me."
The old man nodded with a clear expression on his face: "I think so. After all, this is a rare sane pollutant."
"You dare to walk through the polluted area and come here alone. You must be relying on the ability of this dog, right?"
