After breakfast, Mawei looked at the time and opened the church door on time.
The street outside was bustling with people and the weather was perfect.
"The letter is almost ready." Ma Wei said: "Follow the plan and send Mr. Jacob and the others out of the city."
"good."
Lai Wen nodded, put on his top hat, snapped his fingers, and disappeared instantly.
Today is the wedding day of His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince. All the famous nobles from the entire Wexford County are here. The police are all dispatched to carefully maintain public order for fear of causing any trouble.
This is also the perfect time for Ma Wei and others to take action.
He wants to send Jacob Valentine, Raymond Wood and others away from this busy city to live anonymous lives in other cities.
The day for action is today!
"here we go..."
Exchanging gazes with the orange figure on the opposite roof, Ma Wei nodded slightly, and the orange figure turned and left, behind him...
A group of cats swarmed past.
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On the main road out of the city, several police officers set up a blockade. For this special day, they received orders from their superiors to strictly inspect passing carriages and pedestrians to guard against some scoundrels with bad intentions.
After all, dozens of nobles gathered in the church on Ross Avenue, which includes more than half of the wealthy people in Wexford County. If something goes wrong...
The consequences could be disastrous.
Similar incidents have not happened before. For example, during the Great Famine nine years ago, two thieves used bombs bought on the black market to kill a baron.
From then on, nobles began to be wary of strangers who suddenly approached their carriages, for fear of reprisal.
only...
Today, among the police officers responsible for checking passing carriages and pedestrians, there were a few 'uninvited guests'.
Although they also wear police uniforms, their temperament and conversation are quite different from ordinary police officers, and their eyes are also very sharp.
A carriage full of goods drove slowly, leaving a deep rut. The carriage was filled with boxes. The driver held the reins in one hand and a silver wine flask in the other. He was drinking and humming a melodious country tune, which was very comfortable. .
"stop!"
Such a suspicious carriage could not escape the eyes of the police. They immediately stopped the carriage and said they wanted to check the goods on the carriage.
A police officer glanced at the driver, whose hat was lowered, and asked in a cold voice: "What's in the car?"
"porcelain."
The driver replied with a naive smile: "It has just been unloaded from the dock and is going to be transported to Waterford!"
"porcelain?"
The police officers looked at each other and were wary: "Why isn't such valuable goods transported by rail?"
"I missed the first train and the customer was in a hurry. Anyway, New Ross City is not too far from Watford. It only takes two or three hours to arrive. There is no need to wait for the next train, right?"
"open box to check!"
"Okay, okay..."
The driver jumped out of the car and led several police officers to the back of the carriage. He opened the baffle skillfully and opened a wooden box first. Two brightly glazed porcelain bottles with blue clouds and cranes printed on them were placed among the thick hay. The police officers rummaged through the hay and found nothing suspicious, and the carriage full of boxes could not even accommodate a child. How could someone be hiding there?
There were neither dangerous goods nor people on board. The police officer nodded and asked, "Whose cargo is this?"
"Our boss's name is Sean Rickman."
"Oh, it turns out to be the goods belonging to Mr. Rickman." The policemen looked surprised. Apparently they had heard of Sean Rickman's name. "Okay, let's go."
The driver hurriedly got into the car, and just as he raised the reins, he was about to pass the blockade...
A hand suddenly pressed his shoulder.
The driver turned around and saw a thin old man coming in front of him at some point. His skin was rugged and rough, his face was as thin as a skeleton, and he had a pair of piercing eyes under his pale forehead.
The old man raised a sarcastic smile on his lips and said softly: "Don't worry, let us check it carefully..."
Father Satuk!
Seeing him, the coachman frowned without a trace, his eyes flickered under the brim of his hat, and then he smiled and said, "Are you also a policeman?"
"I'm not a policeman, but we have a search warrant from the city lord." Father Satuk took out a roll of parchment from his arms, spread it out and gave him a look. The signature on it was indeed written by the fourth prince Arthur.
Without any explanation, the old man asked the police to stop the carriage to prevent the driver from trying to escape. Then he went to the rear, opened the box, picked up a porcelain bottle, and looked at it carefully...
Stroking his fingers over the smooth body of the bottle, he pointedly said: "This bottle... is a bit heavy..."
As he spoke, he let go of his hand and let the bottle fall into the driver's suddenly contracted hole.
Pacha!
The bottle fell apart and shattered, revealing the box attached to the inside of the bottle.
Father Satuk frowned, picked up the box and took a look, and found that it contained exquisite diamond jewelry.
Smuggling diamond jewelry into the Kingdom of Windsor by sticking it inside a porcelain bottle and bypassing the pass is considered smuggling. According to the "Marine Trade Tax Act" promulgated by the Kingdom of Windsor, anyone who smuggles more than 100 pounds will be sentenced, but... .
"The Sword Comes"
As a priest, he is in charge of heaven and earth. Can he control people's smuggling?
This was completely different from what he was looking for...
"How dare you smash my goods!"
The coachman rushed up, ignored the police officer's obstruction, grabbed Father Satuk's collar, opened his mouth and cursed him, and the strong smell of alcohol rushed to his face.
The men pulled away the coachman, and Father Satuk stared at the box for a long time. Just as he was about to speak, he noticed an intercity public carriage coming from the distance out of the corner of his eye.
This kind of large intercity public carriage is designed to serve ordinary people who don't have much money to take the train. It is overcrowded and mixed. There are often more than 20 people squeezed into a narrow space, suffering from bumps and bumps, running between cities. Charge cheap fares.
From New Ross City to Wellington Bridge Village, 20 kilometers away, you only need to pay 3 pence, which is a popular means of transportation for ordinary people.
What really caught Father Satuk's attention was the suitcases piled high on the top of the carriage.
Under normal circumstances, short-distance public carriages do not allow passengers to carry large suitcases unless additional fees are paid.
Nowadays, there are seven or eight large suitcases on the top of the carriage. This situation is very rare and only occurs when moving.
Throwing the box into the haystack, Father Satuk clapped his hands and ignored the angry coachman, "You go."
"Pay up!" The coachman grabbed his priest's robe and yelled, "You smashed a vase on me!"
Ding.
A gold coin with the image of King Rhodes IV fell to the ground, and Father Satuk led a group of police officers towards the public carriage.
He bent down to pick up the gold coin, and the coachman took a bite. After discovering that the goods were genuine, his eyes lit up, he glanced around, quickly put the gold coin into his arms, picked up the fallen hat, quickly got on the car, and shook the reins.
"drive!"
Seeing this scene...
Father Satuk finally withdrew his gaze, completely dispelling his doubts.
.............................
The carriage loaded with goods left the city and drove on the main road for a long time. It suddenly turned into a side road and stopped. The driver jumped out of the car and raised his hand to press the wooden box containing the porcelain bottles. A golden light flashed in his eyes.
The wooden box began to squirm, turning from a lifeless dead object into living people.
Jacob Valentine, who had returned to normal, picked up Pippi and held Sissi's little hand. Like Ronan Wood and others, he looked at the letter in disbelief.
Only Raymond, who had experienced extraordinary power, was very calm and hummed, not surprised at all.
"You guys should leave quickly."
The classic silver cane, top hat, and tailcoat replaced the coachman's old clothes, and his figure became tall and tall. The letter pressed the brim of his hat and said to Jacob Valentine and others: "The goods on the car It can be exchanged for about 500 pounds, which is the settlement fee for you. You can go to various cities to settle down according to the priest's plan."
"Brother Laiwen, what about you?"
"I..."
Lai Wen smiled slightly: "I want to go back and put on the next good show."
