On February 27, Mavi and his party boarded the train to Ulan-Ude. The blue sky was impoverished and cloudless. Amid the sound of the high-pitched whistle, the train passed through the white-capped valley, and a city covered in ice and snow appeared. At the end of the railroad.
Ulan-Ude, an important town in the east of the Romanov Kingdom and the third largest city in Eastern Siberia, has a long history, a permanent population of 200,000, is rich in various minerals, and is famous for its animal husbandry, meat and dairy industries. Two hundred years ago, a Cossack tribe came here and established their own city on the banks of the Oud River. Two hundred years later, it has become the center of commercial trade in the eastern part of the Romanov Kingdom.
Factories of all sizes were lined up on the outskirts of the city. Thick smoke was billowing in the sky. The train drove into Ulan-Ude and stopped at Platform 2. Passengers poured into this city with great national characteristics.
Levin jumped out of the car, holding a classical engraved silver cane in one hand and a suitcase in the other. His tuxedo was neat and tidy, and there was a white dove parked on his shoulder. "We're finally here..."
"It smells so good!" Yunia twitched her nose and smelled the aroma of barbecue floating in the air.
Ma Wei walked down from the train holding a roll of newspapers. Looking at the lively environment around him, he said, "There seems to be some kind of festival going on here. We came at the right time."
"Teacher, I think our top priority should be to find someone who can decipher the inscriptions on the Disaster Stone." Daniel, who was the last to get out of the car, said.
"According to the intelligence, the other party is hiding in this city... Levin, when you and Fat Orange were investigating before, did you have any news about Ulan-Ude?"
Levin spread his hands and said, "No, Ulan-Ude is too far away. Before Fat Orange and I could investigate here, Boss called us back... Huh? Where is Fat Orange?"
The few people who got out of the car looked left and right, but did not see the figure of Fat Orange, and it disappeared again.
"It should be time to organize the cats in the city. Don't worry about it. Let's find a hotel to stay in first."
After picking up their suitcases, Ma Wei and the others walked out of the station. The roadside was full of stalls selling barbecue, and the air was filled with the aroma of meat. The streets were crowded and even busier than the city of Tyumen.
Mawe did not see any news about the festival from the local newspapers sold in Ulan-Ude. After asking, he learned that these carnival-like banquets were to celebrate the constant war reports coming from the front.
"The Kingdom of Windsor, let them go to hell! Her Royal Highness Katerina will definitely lead us to victory! Hurray!" A man holding a bottle of wine shook and shouted.
Regarding the intelligence on the front line, Mawei also kept saying that a few days ago, the southern front army led by Katerina had captured Samara, and there were only a few hundred kilometers away from Mosk. If it continues at this rate, it will be June at the latest. , the Romanov Kingdom will be able to regain all its lost territory.
It’s no wonder that every city is cheering Katerina’s name. As soon as this young Grand Duchess returned to the battlefield, the situation changed drastically. It took less than three months to start the counterattack from Tyumen City. She led the kingdom to victory. To ordinary people, she was much braver than Duke Ivanovich, and she was worthy of being the daughter of Peter the Great.
"Katerina's prestige is very high..." Daniel said quietly: "Teacher, what do you think?"...
"Her prestige is a good thing."
"Is it really a good thing?"
"I know what you want to say, but before you say that, think about the current situation we are facing." Ma Wei didn't even leave the corner of his eyes to Daniel: "We chose Katerina, Katerina Na also chose us, don’t think about anything else.”
"All right...."
"Daddy, daddy, I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes!" Yunia tugged on Mavie's sleeves and looked longingly at the roasted sweet potatoes not far away, drooling with greed.
Although they had already eaten on the train, the cold food was far less attractive than a piece of warm, sweet and delicious roasted sweet potato.
"Okay, I'll buy it for you, Levin, Daniel, do you two want to eat?"
"I eat."
"I won't eat." Daniel shook his head.
Levin looked at Daniel and asked:
"Why don't you eat?"
"...I do not want to eat."
"Are you sure it's not because roasted sweet potatoes are a lowly common food in the eyes of nobles?"
"No! Don't think I'm so evil, okay! What can I eat if I'm not hungry?"
"Okay, okay..."
Seeing Daniel's expression of resistance, Levin gave up his thoughts. He was different from Ma Wei. If Daniel dared to display the arrogance of a nobleman in front of him...
He had a thousand ways to train Daniel.
Sooner or later, Daniel will be able to change his bad habits.
The four of them were shopping, looking for their favorite hotel, and collecting information about the church. Ulan-Ude was considered a big city, and it was impossible for the church to exist.
"You asked if there is a church in Ulan-Ude?"
In front of the stall selling roasted sweet potatoes, the boss in a coarse cotton coat took out the sweet potatoes that were suffocating under the charcoal ash, shook off the charcoal ash, put them into a paper bag and handed them to Yunia, and replied: "Yes! Ulan There are many churches in Ude! If you want to find a large church, go to Wulan Street, where there is the Church of Wisdom. If you don’t want to go to the Church of Wisdom, there are also the Restoration Church, Glory Church, etc. on Lark Street in the east of the city. Wait, that’s a church street over there, and there are all kinds of churches!”
So many churches?
Listening to the boss's answer, Ma Wei was a little stunned. He didn't understand why all these churches came to Ulan-Ude. If they gathered together, would the believers be divided enough?
"The Restoration Church and the Glory Church are small churches that are not popular..." Levin muttered: "Their total number of believers is not even a fraction of ours. They are definitely not what we are looking for. Is it possible that they are fake Baron Staley?" Are you asking us to ask the God of Wisdom for help? Speaking of which, the first half of the disaster stele fell into their hands."
"If you are looking for help from the God of Wisdom, why do you have to go all the way to Ulan-Ude?" Mavi took out his wallet, paid the boss a ruble coin, and continued to walk forward: "Fake this Baron Tully did not say that the person who interprets the Calamity Stone must be the Church, maybe it is someone else, let’s look for it again.”
Eating soft, glutinous and sweet roasted sweet potatoes, the four of them gradually arrived at the center of the city. They found a relatively clean hotel on the street. After checking in, they put down their suitcases and came to Lark Street in the east of the city.
Different from orthodox cathedrals, the churches located on Lark Street rent ordinary houses. They hang a sign of a certain church at the door and start preaching. What is even more ridiculous is that these churches actually hired a group of red people. The *** from Deng Street dressed up as nuns to promote...
In the cold winter, women wearing nun uniforms and heavy makeup stand on both sides of the street, staring at the passers-by. As long as they look at themselves twice, they will go up and hold each other's arms, Levine. He was tricked. He was handsome, expensively dressed, and a hot commodity. He was targeted as soon as he walked into Lark Street. Several policemen dragged him to a small room on the side.
Is this the church?
absurd!
A priest who uses this method to preach and promote the "fraternity" and "freedom" of his teachings is not worthy of being called a priest at all in Ma Wei's eyes.
"He's really happy."
Looking at Levin, who was talking to the nuns with a smile on his face, Daniel curled his lips and looked with extreme contempt: "It's like he has never seen a woman in his life."
"Do you understand what I call gentlemanly behavior?" Levin turned around and shouted, "Be polite to women!"
"Yes, yes, you took two steps and someone dragged you in. Is it still gentlemanly to take off your pants?"
Levin ignored Daniel and continued to chat enthusiastically with the nuns around him. Mawei didn't want to ignore him. Seeing that Lark Street was not the place he was looking for, he grabbed Yunia, who was watching curiously, and planned to leave.
"Boss! Boss! Wait for me!"
Levin quickly caught up, straightened out the clothes that had been messed up by the nuns, and said with a smile, "I got a very important piece of information."
"What information? His measurements?"
"You know nothing." Levin smiled mysteriously and straightened his back.
Boss, the old god said: "In a city, there are three types of people who are most well-informed. One is the hawkers walking in the streets, the other is the idle gangsters, and the third... these are the people who come into contact with all kinds of things every day* **The guests’ sisters.”
Daniel was stunned for a moment, this was really his knowledge blind spot: "So what did you find out?"
"There is a university in Ulan-Ude. Three years ago, a very famous professor of ancient writing disappeared."
"The missing ancient writing professor has a son who has been searching for his father's whereabouts for three years and only returned to Ulan-Ude two days ago."
"Now, he lives at 19 Middleton Street in the south of the city."
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