Sure enough, after having a general direction of investigation, the next work became much easier. In a small village not far from this manor, Lawrence and the others received a key piece of information from an old man.
"You mean, a young man like the one we described passed through your small village at noon three days ago?" Lawrence heard what he wanted to say after chatting with the mottled white-haired old man for a few words.
He couldn't believe that he could get such crucial information so easily.
"Yes, I remember that he was wearing a somewhat shabby hunting suit, just like the clothes this lady is wearing now, only slightly older." The old man pointed at Saphire and said, "He also carried a drawing board and paints on his back.
Boxes and shelves. At that time, he went to my yard and asked me for some water to fill the kettle he was carrying."
"Then is there anything special about him?" Fatina stepped forward and asked. "That is, what is different from other people. Such as appearance, clothing or other differences."
"No." The old man leaned on the hoe and lowered his head and said to Fatina, "After all, this road leads to Lance Lake. The scenery there is very beautiful. Many painters in the city like to paint there.
By the way, why are you asking me this?"
"Because we have a case to investigate." After speaking, Lawrence took out his ID and showed it to the old man, and then asked, "We need to find this person now. Can you recall any other clues?"
"Let me think about it - wait, there is really a clue." After seeing Lawrence's ID, the old man immediately squinted his eyes and started thinking. Soon, he opened his eyes.
"What?" The two ladies looked at the old man with wide eyes, hoping to hear some key news from his mouth.
"I remember chatting with him for a few words when I asked my wife to fill his kettle with water. He said that he envied the place where I lived. I told him what was enviable about living on a farm like me. There was even a flush toilet in the room.
No, the stone house feels cold even in the hottest summer, which makes me suffer from rheumatism all the time."
"But he told me that I had a much better life than him. He now lives in a small apartment and has to share the bathroom and kitchen with others. What's worse, he has to live with a group of people who don't appreciate him at all.
The rough steelworkers of his art lived in the same building."
"You mean the steelworkers?" Lawrence asked as soon as he heard the word.
"To be precise, they are machining workers." The old man thought for a moment and said. "Because he complained later that those workers discussed either gears, rivets, or propellers all day long. And maybe because they worked in the factory for a long time.
His ears are not good, and he usually speaks loudly, not to mention the whistles that sound from time to time on the river not far away. These noises make it impossible for him to calm down and paint seriously."
"But to be honest, I have seen a lot of down-and-out painters like him. But I have never seen someone as poor as him who is struggling to survive. I originally wanted to be kind enough to sell him a few pieces of my wife's work at the cost price.
A farmer's sandwich. Then he took out a sandwich with Castilian ham and told me he didn't need anything from me."
Castilian ham is one of the best hams in the Old World. Laurence and the others don't think that an ordinary old man in the country can recognize it at a glance, especially when the ham is cut into thin slices when making sandwiches.
Perhaps because of this thought, Lawrence had an expression of disbelief on his face. The old man also noticed this, so he defended. "Of course, I don't know Castilian ham. But the carrots and hams from my farm are
The cabbage was delivered to Casti Crystal Restaurant in the city. I happened to see the sandwich that the man was holding in the back kitchen of that restaurant, especially the sandwich wrapper with the restaurant's emblem on it. To be honest, I...
I have never seen such a luxurious restaurant before in my life——"
Then the old man talked a lot, but Lawrence didn't get any new information from his words. So they bought three large farmer's sandwiches from the old man for lunch with a five-cent coin.
Left here.
"Cheese, alfalfa sprouts, cucumber, and finally a layer of mayonnaise on top. This thing makes me a little homesick." Saphire muttered as she walked back while eating the cheese, then she raised her head and looked at Lawrence
."I saw the smile on your lips just now. Did you notice something?"
"Yes." Lawrence nodded, and then said to the two ladies who looked at him expectantly. "I guess what the man told the farmer was not a lie, so I think we can roughly determine where the other person is.
location.
"How did you determine the location?" Fatina asked curiously, holding a sandwich she had taken several big bites with both hands. "I didn't hear him say where that person lived just now?"
"But this can be inferred." Lawrence said with a smile. "On the one hand, he just said that the workers around the man were discussing gear rivets and propellers, which means that the place where he lives should be close to some shipbuilding or ship repairing factories.
Factory related.”
"In addition, the man also brought a takeaway sandwich from the Castillo Crystal Restaurant, which means that he lived not far from the restaurant, otherwise there was no need for him to walk a long way for a sandwich.
So we just need to find the hotel and see if there are any shipbuilding or ship repair yards nearby."
Soon, everyone returned to the manor together, and then several people took the carriage they came from and returned to St. Gutenberg's Cathedral in accordance with Lawrence's request.
"I'm going to go inside and change some clothes. And you, Sephiel, I think you might also want to change some clothes. After all, the clothes you are wearing are not suitable for the place we are going to in a moment."
Fifteen minutes later, Fatina, who was waiting in the car, saw two people, one tall and one short, wearing slightly shabby dark coats walking over. Especially the shorter person's coat and shirt were not too big at all.
It fits so well that you need to roll up the cuffs several times to expose your hands.
After the two people got closer, Fatina noticed the two familiar pairs of blue eyes under the low round hat. "Lawrence, Saphiel, why are you two dressed like this?"
"Because the place we are going to is the workers' area over there at the shipyard in the south." Lawrence explained as he climbed into the carriage. "The clothes you just wore were a little too conspicuous when you went there. As for you, don't worry, just wear
Anything is fine. After all, you are a rat-man, and ordinary humans cannot tell the difference between rat-man costumes."
Then he shouted to the coachman: "Just take us to the Albatross Pier in the south, and we'll walk the rest of the way."
"No problem, sir." After Lawrence and the others got on the bus, the coachman gently shouted and asked the two horses to start moving. Soon, they arrived at the Albatross Pier as planned, and then blended into the crowd and arrived not far from the pier.
In the residential area of the shipyard workers in the distance.
"Okay, let's start the investigation. But before investigating, I think it's better for us to understand the surrounding environment first. After all, the enemy is very likely to be a transcendent, and we must observe the escape route." Lawrence
He warned the two ladies following him.
"We are not reading some adventure novel. In the real world, the hunter may turn into the prey at any time. So in the extraordinary world, no one can be too cautious."