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After Ye Gengyi and Hattori Heiji each prepared a warm windbreaker, they set out on the first stop of the journey.
After flying for more than ten hours, there is always something to do to kill time.
Ye Gengyi sat on a comfortable sofa chair and fiddled with his mobile phone.
Here, he will naturally not calculate those data models that, if leaked, will cause turmoil in the entire scientific research community.
On the other side of the aisle, Hattori Heiji was reading something boredly.
"Although I really want to praise their organizing and collecting abilities, the flight attendants are too sloppy..."
He muttered and put aside the stack of newspapers that had the same date but were from three years ago.
...
9am London time.
After making up for the 8-hour time difference on the plane, the two of them were in pretty good spirits.
Since the client was too mysterious, the entire responsibility of leading the way was placed on Hattori Heiji, the 'insider'.
"Next, we are going to a station called 'Anida'."
Hattori Heiji looked at the map and timetable, with a particularly solemn expression on his face, "We have to hurry up, Saraichi-san. The train the client mentioned seems to only stop at that station for 2 minutes and 30 seconds..."
It was another long journey.
When the two of them arrived at the station with the strange name, it was already 2 hours after they got off the plane.
11:27:30 AM.
Heavy snow began to fall outside the station.
A steam train emitting dark smoke stopped in front of the two people.
A door of Car No. 3 opened, but no passengers got off.
The only one standing by the door was the train conductor.
He has a high nose bridge and a face that is almost sickly pale.
Hattori Heiji handed over the two tickets he had just received from the platform.
The flight attendant didn't speak, nor did he show the so-called gentlemanly demeanor. He just looked at the two people in front of him with a complicated expression. It wasn't until the train started to whistle that he stepped over and led them to a box.
There is enough space here, and it is not a three-story structure like ordinary sleepers. There are two beds about 2 meters long and 90 centimeters wide on the opposite side of the door. There is no so-called sense of oppression, and it is more than enough to accommodate two people.
Not bad, but this only reflects the wealth of the client.
The cabin is warm.
Not long after, the two of them took off their heavy windbreakers.
Hattori Heiji is still worried about that flight attendant’s attitude:
"What, that person is so rude."
"Don't worry, maybe these two days are the memorial days for his family..." Ye Gengyi said.
"Hey, Saradachi-nii, what you said is too much." Hattori Heiji said in shame.
"You misunderstood, I didn't mean that. Okay, let's not talk about him for now..."
Ye Gengyi did not explain, just picked up the ticket and asked: "Since the terminal is London, why did we take this extremely slow steam train?"
"Hehe, I knew you would definitely find out, Saraichi-chan," Hattori Heiji also changed his mood and said with a smile, "Because our destination is not London, but Fort York..."
Castle York?
Ye Gengyi was silent for a moment and asked Xiaobai to search for the name of the castle. However, after a few seconds...
[Sir, this building is not marked on the map. 】
Ye Gengyi looked at the black skin in front of him, and instead of asking 'where is that', he changed his approach and asked, "Have you been there?"
"No," Hattori Heiji simply shook his head, "I only know that the castle is built in the mountains. The client said that apart from the train, the only way to get in there is by helicopter."
"Isolated from the world? What a strange client..." Ye Gengyi sighed.
"How's it going? Brother Saraichi, are you starting to get excited?" Hattori Heiji tried to lighten the mood.
"...No, not at all." Ye Geng said: "I want to say that after the heavy snow closes the mountain, if the food stored in the castle is not enough, the client's hunting level should be greatly improved."
"Well..."
"Fortunately, we don't have to worry about this at the moment," Ye Gengyi put down the train manual and said, "Let's go to the restaurant. This train provides three meals for free."
Hattori Heiji, whose passion was extinguished: "...Oh."
...
"Sir, do you need any special services?"
There was a chef's station in the middle of the carriage. As soon as the door was opened, a middle-aged man wearing a white hat showed them a warm smile.
"No, my taste has always been relatively bland." After Ye Gengyi refused, he walked forward.
Hattori Heiji couldn't help but asked curiously: "Excuse me, what is the special service you are talking about..."
The middle-aged chef said: "For example, if you like to eat raw food or have other requests for seasonings, I can satisfy them."
Hattori Heiji:"......"
Okay, it sure tastes very strong...
At this time, in addition to the chef and the two of them, there were four people sitting in the restaurant.
Ye Gengyi first passed by an old woman with gray hair.
The person dining with her was a woman about forty or fifty years old. Judging from her clothes, she should be the old woman's housekeeper or servant.
Hattori Heiji followed Ye Gengyi all the way and was also subconsciously observing the environment in the carriage.
There were also two people sitting at another dining table.
Facing the direction they were going was a young man in his thirties who was wearing a train conductor's uniform.
Such a young train conductor can certainly be called young and promising.
However, what really made Hattori Heiji curious was the middle-aged man sitting opposite the conductor, whose back could only be seen at this time.
Because, when everyone looked at the two of them, only this guest still lowered his head and continued to enjoy the cream cake on his plate, as if that was what he should do seriously.
As soon as he sat down, Hattori Heiji couldn't help but said: "Brother Genichi, have you noticed that the people here are so strange..."
"Are you referring to race?" Ye Gengyi said calmly.
"No, I mean they are all rich." Hattori Heiji continued to lower his voice, "Needless to say, that old woman, the diamond on the ring is at least as big as a pigeon egg, and there is also the one who is having dinner with the train conductor over there. Uncle, this nostalgic dress is probably worth a lot of money..."
He paused: "Why do these rich people want to take this old steam train?"
"Besides, there doesn't seem to be any surveillance equipment on this train..." Ye Gengyi raised his head and looked at the four corners of the carriage.
This criminal statement is...
Hattori Heiji couldn't help but twitch the corners of his lips, "Sara... Sarada-chan, please don't mess around."
"Don't worry, I'm just checking for safety hazards for them." Ye Gengyi said.
"Hehe...hehe..."
Hattori Heiji laughed dryly, always feeling that this kind of behavior made people feel insecure.
