Chapter 708

Ann took a sip of wine. The taste is far from good. It's just a bar in a remote town. Considering the inconvenient transportation, some drinks are good.

Due to Hella's love of wine, Ann Yizhi's taste in wine has gradually increased recently. He really doesn't like it. After taking a sip, he puts it there and doesn't touch it.

Just about to pretend to chat and observe the guests around, Apple Tea got up and whispered:

"I found a colleague. Maybe we can get something from him."

"Peers?"

Apple tea didn't explain much. He jumped out of his chair (his height can only be used), whistled and walked towards the bar.

Before long, he stood behind a tall, thin man who had just received a large cup of black beer from the bartender and put his thighs on as soon as he turned around.

"Ouch! Why don't you look at this when you walk!"

The sharp voice of Apple Tea stunned the man, but he didn't say much. Instead, he apologized and went to the side of the bar, leaning against the wall and sipping beer.

Apple tea didn't give up. He asked the bartender for a glass of brandy and came back unsteadily.

On the surface, it was like an ordinary bump in a bar. The guests looked at him at most and seemed to be surprised at the existence of such a short man. Then they continued to do what they should do.

When apple tea came back, Baji patted a black leather wallet on the table, felt out his wallet, took out two ten pound notes and pressed them under it.

"Hey, hey, just wait for him to come to the door."

People: "

When the hell did you get the goods? Just hit that Kung Fu?

There is no stealing skill in the brave world, that is to say, Apple Tea stealing depends on the flexibility of hands. This skill can't be achieved only by agility.

"Apple..."

"What?"

"It's better not to do this realistically. It's easy to go in and pick up soap."

“……”

Red and Qingfeng bazuka also nodded in agreement. Due to the development of science and technology, even the most clever thief will have nowhere to hide under the cameras everywhere. It is certain that the thief will be taken away by the police uncle for tea.

"How did you find out he was a thief?"

Rhett asked.

"Look at your hands."

Apple tea took out a coin and let it fly up and down between its fingers. The flexibility of the coin was dazzling.

"I just saw the man do this little action, which shows that his fingers are very flexible and have been exercised intentionally, so..."

As they were talking, the man whose wallet had been stolen changed his face. He should have found himself stolen and walked towards the people with a beer cup. He just saw his wallet in the middle of the table.

"I didn't expect to see my peers here."

He sat down in the seat beside Apple Tea impolitely and took his wallet back into his arms. When he saw the pound under his wallet, he was stunned and took it into his arms.

"Young master and young lady of the Flores?"

He saw the buttons on their chests muttering, and then said:

"What do you want to know? I have the best news in maspoli."

Apple tea proudly picked his eyebrows. He learned the way to ask for directions. He arranged temporary copies with seven killing stars in the past.

"What do you call it?"

"Just call me Donaldson."

He returned to Ann and continued to drink beer.

"I'm Mr. bilbaum's nephew. I'm here on vacation. I heard that cousin padrich is missing, so I want to find someone to ask what's going on."

Rhett is talking. Except that breeze bazuka is made white by the system, everyone else retains the original appearance. An Yizhi and apple tea have nothing to do with bilbaum's dime, so Ruide is the most suitable person to pretend to be a nephew.

"Take the thief's men on vacation?"

Donaldson muttered, but he didn't care much:

"This matter has been spread all over the town. Everyone in the town knows that master padric is missing. The police have no clue up to now."

"I heard he appeared in this bar before he disappeared, you know?"

"Yes, master padric is a good man. We all know him."

Donaldson drank the rest of the beer and said:

"The day he disappeared, I happened to be in the bar... Well, making a living. The generous young master padrich bought everyone a round of wine. Everyone was drunk, so I remember very clearly."

Because it's convenient for you to start when you're drunk

Ann make complaints about her heart.

"Did he say anything? Did he buy wine for the whole bar just on a whim?"

No wonder bilbaum and his son padric have some contradictions. Such black sheep beat seven times a day.

"That day he drank a lot of wine, held up his glass and said loudly, 'I'm going to do a great career', and then bought wine for everyone."

"Big business?"

The crowd looked at each other and Rhett asked:

"Does he really have a career?"

"No."

Donaldson shook his head:

"Perhaps friends who know young master padric may know."

"Who are they?"

"The children of some businessmen in the town, as well as the son of the mayor and the son of the police chief, got together to drink that day."

Maybe we should visit padric's friends

An Yizhi thought silently.

Then Qingfeng bazuka asked:

"When was that?"

Because the breeze bazuka's dress looks like a rich lady, Donaldson answered her with a little restraint and straightened his posture before saying:

"About six days ago, it was night. I remember it was about ten o'clock."

"Do you know where padric went after that?"

"Hey, miss, you said that."

Donaldson smiled:

"If I had known, I would have asked Mr. bilbaum to offer a reward. It's a lot of money."

It's the first time I've heard that, in fact, in addition to looking for detectives and detectives to help, bilbaum also put a considerable reward in the town to collect information about padric. As there is no news yet, I didn't tell Ann to point to them.

"Have you told the police these words?"

"I've said it several times, young master."

It is expected that the information received at present is basically what the police know. Strictly speaking, it is more efficient for them to go directly to the police to understand the details than to catch up with them step by step. But before bill bomlin left, he said, "the police in the town are not capable enough.".

As a result, it is likely that they will miss some key clues, so players have to follow the line step by step.

According to the current intelligence analysis, before his disappearance, padric once went to this bar to drink with three or five friends, and when he was drinking, he said he wanted to do something big. Since then, his whereabouts have been unknown.

In this way, the great cause in his mouth must be the key to his disappearance.

The question is what does "big business" mean?

This information may be obtained from the friends who drank with padric at that time, so an Yi pointed out that he was not worried about this problem. He thought about it and asked:

"Was padric alone when he left, or was there someone else with him?"

"Well, I don't know. I was busy at that time. I don't know when master padric left."

"How many of his friends were in the tavern after padric left?"

"Just one, the son of the police chief continued to drink in the bar, but he drank too much. He spent the night in the pub. At that time, the others had already left."

Later, they asked about other information about padric. They didn't go too deep to ask about his disappearance. This was to give Donaldson the impression that "these people are a little concerned about padric's whereabouts, but only out of interest", and hide some key questions in gossip.

After all, they came to inquire as relatives. If they study this aspect too deeply, it may arouse the vigilance of some people.

"Young master and young lady, it's time for you to come on vacation."

When asked what's interesting in town, Donaldson replied.

"What do you say?"

"Tomorrow is advent, and there will be celebrations in the town."

"Advent?"

What strange Festival is this?

An Yizhi boasted that he had read many miscellaneous books, but none of them mentioned the festival of Advent.

Donaldson said indifferently:

"Hey, this is a unique festival in a remote town. It happens every ten years and can't be seen elsewhere."

It is a folk custom festival. This type of festival is found in many remote towns.

"What exactly is it like?"

"It is said that on the day of advent, the gods who protect the town will come to inspect and see if people are doing well. Therefore, in order to reassure the gods, everyone will not go to work on the day of Advent. Instead, they will make a lot of delicious and drinkable food at the door of their home, allow anyone to eat, and will do some song and dance performances in the central square, which is just a little entertainment for rural people."

There seems to be no strange place. Similar customs exist all over the world. It is a common law in the world to celebrate festivals by eating, drinking, singing and dancing.

However, in a copy that is likely to have something indescribable, the three words of Advent make an Yizhi feel very bad.

Sadly, his hunch is very accurate, especially the bad side.

But think about it another way. Assuming that "advent" is a big pit and a key point in the story of the copy, it means that players will not encounter too dangerous things before "advent". After all, it is only a copy of ordinary difficulty. If the "difficulties" are concentrated in one place, it is really difficult, But the system will certainly leave enough time for players to prepare or collect clues and tips, such as now.

As red analyzed before, the players are not in danger for the time being, so rather than thinking about what will happen later, it's better to focus on the present and follow the line of padric's disappearance.

There was no more information from Donaldson. The four checked out and just met two sailors who had just entered the tavern before going out.

"Look at the weather. There will be a storm tomorrow."

"Who says not? The storm on Pentecost day is really disappointing."

They muttered that they passed by an Yizhi and others. The latter didn't care too much. After all, storms are normal along the coast.

Then think back, the system may want to convey a message through the mouth of the fisherman.

——I'll make you high tomorrow!