After the isolation grid was lifted, the magic train finally started. Because of its small size, this standard police car was surprisingly fast.
Caitlin is a skilled driver and can quickly navigate the streets of Piltover.
"We're going to the Sun Gate!"
The strong wind blew Caitlin's long, smooth and beautiful hair, and the delicious smell of shampoo fragrance drifted into the back seat.
"To the sea gate?"
"That's right." Caitlin nodded: "Since Myrdalda is spreading rumors, it's possible that she has something in her heart, so what's wrong with them, Mr. Shelley?"
"You mean...the time they set out?" Chai Anping's eyes lit up when he heard this.
"That's right, all ships entering and leaving Piltover must register their information at the Sun Gate Customs Department. Just check the information on the form to determine what kind of trick Myrdalda is playing. Oh... there is no way to fake that thing.
The United Chamber of Commerce will not allow this to happen."
"Ha ha……"
Chai Anping smiled slightly. This method is not difficult to say, but outsiders like them have no idea about these things. If they check it by themselves, it will be difficult to know that they can get it here.
This is the wonderful use of tool people.
"Then please take me over and have a look, please."
"Tsk, I have to argue with those people again." Wei sat in the passenger seat and clucked her tongue: "Those old men always like to use chicken feathers as arrows, and it takes a long time to get permission every time they go there.
.”
"You have to be considerate of those little old men who have been pushed to the edge of Piltover." Caitlin said with a smile: "They only have so much fun left."
"You are enjoying it." Wei curled her lips.
"Ha, they are the cutest elders to me. There is no secret in their mouths... Both of them can't keep their mouths shut. Just say a few nice words to know how much Pi City is.
The pickling business."
"Do you have special case-handling skills...?" Chai Anping interrupted.
"Uh--it's not really anything."
Caitlin was a little confused by Chai Anping's words. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get the hint of another world.
Chai Anping couldn't help but feel a little pity.
The three of them drove smoothly through the suspended corridor and arrived at an arched steel passage.
The Hinanomon Customs Department is busy with affairs and has branches all over the strait. Every night, the information from the branches will be gathered in the central area where they are located at that time.
When you look closely at these man-made sea gates, you can feel the shocking beauty of the steel in front of you. The huge Hex press looms next to it. The roar is transmitted to the distance through the walls, and you can even vaguely hear the sound of sea water lapping.
sound.
The mechanical structure with hanging cables is protecting the iron wall that has been eroded by sea water. On the top of the sea gate, you can see the "lines" left by the sunlight passing through. The technician stands on the top holding a portable controller to control the machinery under the cable.
The arched passage is very long. Through this special passage, you can quickly reach every position of the sea gate.
The direction of Chai Anping and the others at this time was to go to the center of the Customs Department - Sun Gate. It was actually divided into two ends. Because the strait was too wide, the Picheng people dug a "big nail" in the center.
, making it the pillar of the two Sun Gates.
There are many buildings on the pillars, including the destination of their trip.
After successfully passing the guard checkpoint, Chai Anping looked at the strange-shaped firearms carried on their shoulders and felt curious.
Caitlin and Wei were also well-known among the Piltover guards. Chai Anping looked at the behavior of the two young guards and even had the urge to ask Caitlin for an autograph.
Well, of course it may also require contact information.
"Please, Mr. Shelley."
Caitlin got out of the car and said, "See with your own eyes."
"That's natural."
Chai Anping climbed out of the car door that opened at the back and stretched his slightly sore joints. Standing on this huge wall, he looked through the parking square and saw the city of Pi City at his feet. The hot and humid sea breeze licked his skin.
The sparse and fluttering white clouds in the sky can easily make people feel passionate.
"It's just that this kind of scenery... should be an unbearable torture for those gloomy old men, right?" He thought to himself.
Following Caitlin and Wei into the building called "Piltover Customs Administration", they saw a machine with only mechanical arms running silently along the metal grooves on the ground. They delivered stacks of stacks here.
The documents are classified into categories and packaged in a cabin that is isolated from moisture and corrosive air.
The dark golden hall was empty except for an old man lying on a chair and taking a nap behind the side counter.
A clock was ticking regularly behind him, and the three twisted hands were inlaid with luminous gems. This was the harvest from a certain seizure of a prohibited ship.
It stands to reason that the departments that control the main trading channels are the places with the most profit and water, but the situation in Piltover, which is jointly governed by the United Chamber of Commerce, is exactly the opposite——
Because there are so many smart people, everyone is keeping an eye on the customs, the cargo coming in and out of ships, and the contraband confiscated basically cannot escape everyone's eyes. All parties are suppressing each other, so it is very clean.
This wall clock is one of the few items that has become the private property of the General Administration.
The old man wore a luxurious robe, had white hair and a childish face, and a thick snow-white beard that was tied into a knot on his chest.
Caitlin stepped forward and knocked the small golden clock on the counter: "Mr. Hester, it's time to get off work!"
"Um...ah? It's time to get off work?!"
Hester opened his blurry eyes, only a small slit, and when he saw Caitlin's face, he closed them again in disappointment, muttering: "The sun hasn't gone down yet, it's the next class! Caitlin..."
...You little girl, don’t disturb others’ sleep, I’m not in the mood to chat with you today.”
"Then give me your stamp, and I'll write a pass myself..."
"What!?" Hester tightened his grip on his robe: "That's not okay."
Upon seeing this, Caitlin leaned over and whispered a few times in Hester's ear. The little old man's eyes immediately widened: "Seriously?"
"When did I lie to you?"
"Then I'll write it for you!" The little old man rolled up his sleeves, leaned over the counter with an excited face and began to write the pass.
"What did you say to him?" Wei was shocked and asked her partner in a low voice.
This Hester is usually the most difficult old man in the entire General Administration of Customs. If he is willing, Caitlin may be able to get a pass by listening to him nagging for a long time, but if the old man is not willing, then it is really impossible for me to come.
use.
Even Caitlin had to stagger the time when the old man was on duty and come back another day.
"He was brought here by the Myrdalda family." Caitlin answered her in a low voice with a smile in her eyes.