Woo——
Woo——
Amidst the sound of the high-spirited whistle, a pair of leather boots stepped onto the platform in Tobolsk. The platform was filled with smoke, dim gas lamps swayed in the wind overhead, and the surroundings were bustling with activity.
"Let's go."
The man in a suit and bowler hat extended his generous palm to the little girl in a white skirt next to him.
"Um!"
Carrying a black box and holding his daughter in one hand, the man walked through the crowd and walked out of the platform. He exhaled a white breath, looked around, and finally chose a four-wheel carriage parked on the street.
"Go to No. 55 Qiming Street."
"okay!"
The coachman in a fur coat shook the reins, and the carriage immediately entered the wide street and moved quickly along the banks of the Tobol River.
In the carriage, the girl in the white dress lay on the window and observed the frozen river at night. The kerosene lamp in front of the carriage reflected a dim silhouette on the pale ice, and there were fish swimming under the ice.
The man picked up the newspaper placed on the side of the car door and started reading. It was a city daily published in Tobolsk. The news on it was mostly related to local residents.
[Frontline military information: The Fessa coalition has retreated, and cities such as Chelyabinsk, Nizhny Tagil, and Yinvjeli have returned to the hands of the kingdom]
[Tobolsk Central Park will hold a winter festival on February 7, and you can participate without purchasing a ticket]
[The Church of Wisdom is launching a mass event that lasts for one month. All participants can enjoy Holy Communion for free and receive a small exquisite gift after the event. The address is No. 12 Tor Street...]
The man flipped through page after page of the newspaper, looking for the information he wanted. Finally, he saw an advertisement in the middle of the newspaper:
[The academic seminar of the School of Order welcomes new students. Our topic is the operating laws of order. Our tutor is Michelson, a famous professor at Tobolsk University and an expert in the Department of History.... Anyone interested in academics is welcome. There is no threshold. , the attendance fee is 20 kopecks, the address is No. 78, Qiming Street. 】
"found it...."
The man silently wrote down the address above, then inserted the newspaper back into the car door. After a while, the carriage stopped on the street.
"Sir, we've arrived at No. 55 Qiming Street."
After getting off the car, the man threw an iron ruble coin to the driver and took his daughter into the hotel in front of him.
The decoration of the hotel is simple, not luxurious, but it is very clean. Behind the counter, a woman wearing an apron and reading a book saw a guest coming in. She quickly put down her book and stood up to greet: "Sir, may I ask..."
"A guest room with two beds. It needs a window and faces south. No special services are needed." The man took out a few ruble coins and put them on the counter.
"Ah...Okay."
The woman pushed a key and a register in front of the man: "Please write your name on it, the inspection is very strict now..."
The man took out two more ruble coins, put them in the register, and slowly pushed them back: "I heard that you provide hot water here. Please prepare a basin and a pot of hot tea."
"Understood, sir."
The woman no longer asked the man's name, but casually filled in an unfamiliar name on the registration form.
After getting the key, the man took his daughter, lifted the kerosene lamp, walked up the creaking stairs to the third floor, and opened a guest room on the left side of the stairs.
Like the hall downstairs, the guest room is clean and tidy, with a large window facing south, a small round table, and two single beds. The red striped plaid sheets exude the warmth of the sun. Even the gaps between the window sills are spotless.
It's the same as what the letter said.... But how did he know there are special services here.... This guy is really dishonest....
While thinking about it, the man put the kerosene lamp and the black suitcase on the small round table, closed the door, and took off his thick woolen coat and bowler hat...
The girl kicked off her leather shoes, jumped on the bed, picked up the pillow and said, "Dad, this bed is so soft!"
The man smiled and was not in a hurry to rest. Instead, he started knocking on the wall from the door, one step at a time, and did not relax until he had walked through the entire room.
There is no mezzanine....The hotel selected in the letter is indeed safe....
Dongdong!
There was a gentle knock on the door. The man pulled out the revolver hidden in the deep pocket of his coat and asked aloud: "Who?"
"Melissa! The one who delivers hot water!" A woman's voice came from outside. It sounded like the receptionist at the counter downstairs.
The man opened the door and looked behind the woman. After confirming that she was alone, he quietly put away the pistol against the door and let her in sideways.
"Sir, you are really discerning. Our hotel is the cleanest in Tobolsk! The sheets are changed every day!"
The woman named Melissa put a basin of hot water and a pot of tea on the table, smiled and said, "If you need anything else, just ask me. I'm on duty tonight."
"Thank you."
After the woman left, the man locked the door, hid the revolver under his pillow, then walked to the window and closed the ventilation window.
"Dad, why are you so careful?"
"Kovalev and the others haven't arrived yet. We are acting alone, so of course we have to be careful."
The man looked at the pedestrians and carriages passing by downstairs, and the bright moonlight shone on his face. It was none other than Ma Wei.
A few days ago, they returned to Tyumen from Chelyabinsk. They only stayed for one night and then rushed to Tobolsk without stopping. This time, Mavi did not let Dino accompany him. In order not to expose his whereabouts, he took Dino with him. Yunia came to Tobolsk first, and Kovalev, Rusov, and Daniel arrived one day later.
Lai Wen and Fat Orange also received the news. In a few days, they would arrive in Tobolsk by train and join Mavi and others.
Tobolsk is the seat of the School of Order. Without knowing the strength and details of the opponent, it is always right to be careful. After all, judging from the situation reported in Laiwen...
The Order School, unlike the Happiness Religion, has a large number of loyal believers and shows no signs of collapse.
At this moment, more than four months have passed since the arrival of the gods. No one knows whether the School of Order has derived any weird magic. You must know...
At the beginning, the School of Order also approached Katerina and wanted to support her.
"Wash up and rest early. There are still things to be busy with tomorrow."
"Um!"
The next morning, as soon as the sun rose, Mavie opened his eyes. Junia was still sleeping soundly. Mavie did not wake her up, but washed her face with cold water, put on a thick woolen coat, put on a bowler hat, and took a Picked up the key and walked out of the room.
In the lobby downstairs, Melissa was sleeping soundly behind the counter. Workers were starting to appear on the street outside one after another. Ma Wei sat down at the outdoor cafe next to the hotel and ordered a cup of coffee and sour cream. I ate pancakes with eggs, bought another newspaper that had just been delivered, drank coffee, and looked at the situation around Qiming Street.
"Hey, have you heard? There is a winter festival in Central Park tomorrow! The Black Swan Dance Troupe will also come!"
"What? Are you sure?"
"Hush! Don't let the gossip leak out, otherwise there will be too many people going there tomorrow and we won't be able to grab a good seat!"
Two men dressed as clerks were enjoying breakfast while whispering to each other. Although their conversation was very low, it was still completely absorbed by Ma Wei, who was sitting nearby.
They seemed to have noticed this, and lowered their voices again. This time Ma Wei couldn't hear clearly, but...
"How did I hear that the Black Swan Dance Troupe will not come?" Ma Wei suddenly put down the newspaper and said to the two men sitting next to him: "Is your news wrong?"
"Impossible! My uncle is a staff member of the Black Swan Dance Company. He will definitely not lie to me!" The man with freckles on his face said confidently.
"Ha..." Ma Wei sneered: "I also know the owner of the Black Swan Dance Troupe. He is the fat man with a big belly and likes to wear a top hat. He has been ill recently and will definitely not come."
"You're talking nonsense! The boss of the Black Swan Dance Company is obviously Baron Staley! He's a skinny guy, okay?"
When the lie was exposed, Ma Wei didn't show any embarrassment at all. Instead, his eyes lit up, he moved a stool and sat next to the freckled man, and said in an adoring tone: "Do you really know the people from the Black Swan Dance Troupe? I'm disrespectful... .”
"Humph, is there still a lie? By the way, the fewer people know about this, the better. Don't publicize it everywhere. I also want to spend a wonderful night with the beautiful Miss Jin Na! I heard that I can spend a good night with her. Every man can get a black feather and make a fortune the next day!"
"Is it true?" The man sitting next to him was confused: "Don't brag! I heard that Miss Jin Na never has contact with men!"
"You were deceived. If Miss Jinna was a social butterfly, the fans would definitely be sad!" The freckled man said in an unquestionable tone: "My uncle told me that every time the performance ends, Miss Jinna will look for someone. An outstanding and handsome man invited him into the bouquet car, but he didn't come out until the next day.... Why are you two looking at me like that? Really! He's a liar!"
Ma Wei and the man next to him looked at each other and changed the subject: "Have you ever heard of the School of Order? I want to attend a seminar held by them. I don't know if that's possible..."
"What's the point of that kind of academic research organization from other places? It's better to attend the seminar and watch two more performances of the Black Swan Dance Troupe! But..." The freckled man glanced around and said mysteriously: "Michelson, the new tutor invited by the School of Order, once won the favor of Miss Jinna! He was an old gangster with no learning and skills before, and he used the name of a tutor to attract the attention of female students every day. Later, I don’t know what kind of bad luck I had, but I spent one night with Miss Jin Na, and within two days, I was promoted to professor. It’s really enviable..."
Eyes slowly narrowed, Ma Wei asked: "You said that the instructor hired by the School of Order, Michelson, was promoted to professor because of his relationship with Miss Jinna?"
"That's right! Miss Jinna is a black swan that can bring good luck! Who doesn't love her?"
"Oh, if you say that, then I am somewhat interested in her..."
