"Who came up with the metropolitan subway plan?"
In the room, Edward asked the question, and it was obviously on the same mind as Mavi.
The only place in London that can hide alchemy equipment from others is the underground railway that is under development.
Unless Mr. Butler has a cooperative relationship with the Church of the Three Goddess of Destiny, Ma Wei has already learned that there are ancient god forces in the underground black market. It is impossible for the Church of the Three Goddess of Destiny to cooperate with them, and this possibility has also been ruled out.
"Metropolitan Metro Plan..."
This really involves Ma Wei's knowledge blind spot. He used to be in the Royal Navy and doesn't know much about urban construction. I'm afraid it still needs to be investigated as to who proposed the metropolitan subway plan.
"No need to think about it, the Metropolitan Metro plan was proposed four years ago by the famous London architect Raoul Cromwell..."
Fat Orange hooked the pull tab on the outside of the drawer with his claws, pulled out the drawer, and bit out a document: "This is his personal information."
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Looking at the information, Ma Wei was surprised: "Why did you investigate the metropolitan subway plan?"
Fat Orange said calmly: "Xiao Hei works as an undercover agent in the laboratory and knows that the laboratory transports a lot of materials every week. When I investigated the source of the materials, I found that they used the subway under construction, so I went to the relevant Government agencies have stolen data files."
Ma Wei has always trusted Fat Orange's ability to do things. Fat Orange, which has gathered a large number of stray cats, can be said to be the most well-informed existence in the city of London. Whatever it wants to investigate, it can get the results within three days. .
Picking up the information on the table, Mavey began to read the personal information of architect Raul Cromwell. When he saw the words 1819-1857 in the information, he was stunned.
"Raoul Cromwell is dead?"
"Shortly after the London Metropolitan Plan was proposed, Raoul Cromwell died at home. The Scotland Yard police gave the cause of death as coal poisoning." Fat Orange said: "I also went to the police station to investigate this case. Son, this incident ended in an accidental death... Do you know who was the person who was responsible for this incident?"
"who?"
"Dyloch Holmes!"
"Wait a moment..." Ma Wei rubbed his eyebrows, feeling that the amount of information was a bit overwhelming: "You said that Holmes was involved in the Raul Cromwell case and concluded that he died accidentally?"
"Yes."
As the most famous detective in London and even the entire Kingdom of Windsor, Deloch Holmes' fame was accumulated bit by bit based on his excellent investigative abilities and was by no means achieved overnight.
How influential was his influence over Scotland Yard police?
He almost felt that if the prisoner committed suicide, then the police would conclude the crime as suicide.
No one would question Holmes's reasoning.
In fact, the inference given by Holmes convinced everyone and caught the murderer.
But Marvey doesn't think Raoul Cromwell's death was an accident.
Coal poisoning incidents often occur in the Kingdom of Windsor, which uses coal. This is why every household must open the windows and maintain indoor ventilation.
Even so, many people still die at home due to coal poisoning every year. Originally, Raoul Cromwell's death should not have caused any waves, but the problem is that the metropolitan subway plan he proposed became Mr. Butler's tool for transporting alchemical equipment. channel!
Ma Wei seriously suspected that Raul Cromwell proposed the metropolitan subway plan under the instruction of Mr. Butler!
But another problem is...
Raul Cromwell proposed the metropolitan metro plan four years ago, that is, the year when the Saint-Martial fleet was destroyed and Marvey went to New Ross alone.
God will come in three years.
"Although the gods have not yet arrived four years ago, the forces of the ancient gods have already begun their activities." Ma Wei said with a serious face: "I wonder if you still remember Gilbert Wilkin?"
"You mean Mrs. Maggie's husband's brother?
Brother. ” Fat Orange suddenly thought of it.
"it's him."
Reaching into his arms, Ma Wei took out a small glass bottle. In the bottle was a monster with more than a dozen arms and a human face: "He made the witch spirit puppet. This is the magic of the Voodoo Kingdom."
"Dad, why did you mention him all of a sudden?" Yunia looked up at her father, confused. She had almost forgotten about Gilbert Wilkin.
"I always remember him." Marvey said: "Four years ago, that is, the year when the Saint-Martial fleet was ambushed, Gilbert Wilkin's ship encountered a storm while sailing at sea. After the storm , he drifted to the Voodoo Kingdom and became a follower of the Witch God Cult."
"The Witch God Cult tattooed a magic circle on his chest, and gave him the statue of Dambala, the god of Voodoo, the method of making the spirit puppet, and a bottle inlaid with the magic circle..."
Ma Wei showed the magic circle inlaid at the bottom of the glass bottle and thought: "All signs indicate that the Witch God Cult seems to know that the gods will come one day, and the ships of the Wisdom God Cult also go to explore the secret..."
"Do you suspect that these churches actually knew that God would come on November 1, a year ago?" Edward asked.
"Judging from the way they started planning, even if they don't know the specific time, they definitely know the approximate date of the god's arrival."
Ma Wei's tone was extremely serious, and his face was also very solemn: "The Church of Truth is a new church. In terms of intelligence, there is a big gap with these churches that have been inherited from the turbulent years."
"Isn't Buggy, the God of Truth, helping us?" Yunia said.
"She?" Ma Wei smiled silently: "She is indeed helping us, but..."
Long before, Ma Wei felt that the God of Truth, Buggy, was hiding something. He could vaguely detect it, but he could never grasp the key to the problem.
Now, the emergence of two clues, namely the Mr. Butler in London's underground black market and the ruins of the Golden Age, has made Mavey once again pay attention to this subtle time point four years ago.
Perhaps only the core members of these churches can know some crucial information.
It is impossible for these people to tell Ma Wei important information. The only sources from which the Truth Church can know these clues are three:
1. Baji, the God of Truth, as the God of truth who knows the past, she definitely knows something.
2. Complete the Great Northern Alliance plan, capture the Church of the Three Destinies, and learn everything from the mouths of the Three Destinies.
3. Mr. Butler in the underground black market is very likely to be related to the ancient gods. If you catch him, you will also have the opportunity to obtain information.
There are opportunities in each of the three general directions, but the second one takes a long time and is the most difficult. In comparison, the first and third directions are much simpler.
After listening to Ma Wei's thoughts, Edward made an opinion: "If Buggy, the God of Truth, wanted to tell you these things, she would have told you long ago, why wait until now? If she doesn't want to tell you, you won't get it even if you ask. Answer, unless you threaten her, but she is the God of reality, who can threaten her?"
"Baji is the oldest god of faith. Her history has long been forgotten by the world. If you want to return, you can only use the White Candle to communicate with the gods." Ma Wei said quietly: "The White Candle to communicate with the gods is in the hands of the Fenghuo Cult. Fenghuo The Divine Religion will obviously not summon Buggy, so if Buggy wants to come back, he can only place his hope on the half root in our hands. In other words... Whoever I want to come back can come back."
Mawei is not afraid that Buggy will hear their conversation. Rather, he just wants Buggy to hear: "There are many ways to solve the mysteries about the ancient gods. There is no need to limit it to Buggy, the god of faith." On his body, we have Adam’s Star, Golden Crow’s Eye, Jungle Heart and many other relics of gods. If we use them to light the white candle that communicates with the gods, won’t we be able to contact the lost kingdom of God?”
"I believe that among these gods, there must be some who are willing to cooperate with us."
"Aren't you afraid of their backlash?" Edward pursed his lips: "These gods seem to be close to humans, but they are actually only close to their own believers. Gods like Anatole can even abandon their believers. , let alone others?
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"Unless they don't want to come back, they will never do anything to me."
Think about it for a moment, if Ma Wei were one of those gods who were exiled to the endless darkness, and finally met a stranger who came to visit him, would he kill him directly?
Especially when the other party still holds the divine white candle that can save them...
Killing Ma Wei is equivalent to killing the hope of escaping from the endless darkness.
"Contacting the lost kingdom of God does not conflict with the implementation of the third plan. After all, we are supposed to destroy the underground power established by the ancient gods in London." Ma Wei said: "Destroying the underground black market in London is not simple. They also The ruins of the Golden Age were discovered, and not only that, but the tools of the Golden Age were also excavated for research. Taking action rashly would be too risky, not to mention attracting the prying eyes of the three goddesses of fate... Well, we can start with We will contact Mr. Butler, and then wait for the members of the Aurora Society to arrive in London to strengthen our power, and then proceed with the plan to destroy the underground black market."
In fact, the Church of Truth does not necessarily have to take action to destroy the underground black market in London. This is London, the territory of the Church of the Three Destinies, and they should take action.
But if the Church of the Three Destinies were to take action, wouldn't the Golden Age ruins under London become theirs?
Mawei would never want to expose the secrets of the Golden Age ruins unless absolutely necessary.
The living statue is just the tip of the iceberg of alchemical technology in the Golden Age.
"Fat Orange, since you don't want to go home, I won't force you, but our information must be exchanged, and you must go home for one night every week."
"Okay." Fat Orange nodded and agreed to Ma Wei's request: "Send me a few boxes of catnip brought from the Romanov Kingdom. I'm in a hurry to use it."
"Didn't you already tame the stray cats in London? Why do you need catnip?"
"Conquering stray cats is only part of my plan." Fat Orange raised his head and said, "Some cats like freedom, and some cats like to be fed. If I want to establish a real underground kingdom of cats, I must not only conquer stray cats, but also Those pampered house cats!”
"Domestic cats are used to eating small dried and canned fish. The conditions I offer are not enough to make them betray their owners. For this reason, we must find another way."
"Catnip is my killer move!"
There are many families who raise cats, but anyone whose home is troubled by mice will raise a cat.
The cute appearance of cats has also conquered many upper-class people. Some like dogs and some like cats.
As for the Royal Navy, everyone likes cats because rats are often found on the ship. Rats not only pollute the water source, but also eat the hull and cause disaster. In order to catch rats, the government allows cats on board and has set up a special facility for cats. One position - ship cat.
There is no sailor who doesn’t like cats who lives on a ship—with very few exceptions.
The Saint-Martin fleet had many cats at the beginning, but it's a pity...
The Battle of Perea destroyed the ships and most of the cats died. The only one who survived was adopted by Turay Crowley and lived a life of food and clothing.
Fat Orange's idea of conquering these domestic cats is a huge ambition.
Once it succeeds, it will be equivalent to placing an informant in every cat-raising family in London. At that time, everything from conspiracies and discussions to couples' night conversations, all information and intelligence will be controlled by Fat Orange.
The cat kingdom will become the most terrifying intelligence department!
This is exactly what Ma Wei needs, he needs information, a lot of information, the more the better!
After agreeing to provide catnip to Fat Orange, Ma Wei and the others activated their mud shadow magic and returned home. As soon as they returned home, they saw Lai Wen standing in front of the stove heating rice, with a strong smell of perfume exuding from his body. It's mixed with the smell of alcohol, not to mention how unpleasant it smells.
"Hiccup...Brother, where have you been?"
The reporter's cheeks were rosy. He had obviously drunk a lot of wine and his feet were floating when he walked. Fortunately, he had a keen sense of smell and accurately found the leftovers for the night. He didn't dislike them and planned to eat them as soon as they were warm.
"We went to Canary Wharf." Ma Wei watched helplessly.
Lai Wen poured all the leftovers and rice he planned to have for breakfast into a bowl and couldn't help but ask: "Didn't you go to a banquet? Didn't you have anything to eat?"
"Yes!" Laiwen burped and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Who wouldn't want to eat at a banquet? After eating...how can I have the stomach to drink? Wine is much more expensive than food!"
"Okay, it looks like you're not drunk yet."
Ma Wei sat across the dining table, hesitating whether to tell Lai Wen about Friday and Xiao Mei's arrival in London.
I said I must say it, but the question is whether I should say it tonight.
The reporter obviously drank too much, and he spoke with a loud tongue. He held an iron basin for washing vegetables and ate with his head buried in it. He had no image at all. He was at least 70% drunk.
At this time, mention Xiaomei and Friday to him...
He must not get angry?
"Brother, what are you looking at?" Lai Wen finally noticed Ma Wei sitting opposite and asked in confusion, "Is something wrong?"
After a fierce ideological struggle, Ma Wei decided to tell the matter. He said, "I have contacted Fat Orange and the others."
"Fat Orange?" Laiwen scooped up a spoonful of food and stuffed it into his mouth: "Oh, it'll be good if they come back."
"I came back with Fat Orange...well, Friday and Xiaomei as well."
"who?!"
