Ember Gun

  Chapter 390 Blue Whale Hotel

As the largest port in Inervig, there are countless ships moored in the port of Rendona. The sea breeze blows into the cities along the coast, and the turbulent steam rises from one chimney after another. Like an outstretched arm, it slowly touched the sky.

  The sea was slightly turbulent, and even the ships with them shook slightly. People shouted and loud siren continued. Some ships entered the port, while others were slowly leaving.

The smell here is not good, all kinds of strange smells are mixed together and become the unique atmosphere of Rendona Port. It is like another old town, countless strangers arrive by boat. Trade here, you can see many strange and strange faces in the streets and alleys.

  The train came to a halt slowly, and immediately after the door opened, after the steam dissipated, the crowd underneath was exposed.

The head is a very strong man. Although he smiles as much as possible, the face that seems to be carved by the wind still makes the person looking at him feel a slight sharp pain. Behind him is a cello on his back. The guy in the box, he has a casual look, his eyes are sweeping around, full of novelty to see new things, behind him is a girl with impressive red hair and a stiff face. , Like a very unfriendly sharp knife.

  Finally, under the threat of Shrike, the last member walked down in pain.

He looked like he had eaten something that shouldn’t be eaten. The expressions on his face had been distorted together. He might have some good expectations, but when he walked out of the carriage and stepped on this piece of land, he understood that everything It's all over.

   "I will send you here, and the next actions can be directed by Haibod."

  Shrike didn’t mean to get out of the car at all. After kicking the Kestrel out of the car, he retracted again.

  Soon after the train departed again, the Kestrel was still distorted, standing still, holding a triangle iron in his hand.

   "I said, are you homesick?"

  Lorenzo patted the Kestrel seriously on the shoulder, and said to the Kestrel forbearing a smile.

Hollow eyes looked at Lorenzo, Kestrel took a deep breath, and after cycling for a few times, he finally accepted the status quo, followed the team with a decadent face, and the triangle iron in his hand was also emitted from time to time. Reverberant, with a sad look.

  This is also no way. After all, doing a line of love and a line of love has come here. Kestrel knows that he has no chance to look back, and can only follow a few neuroses to go to the dark.

  But...but...

   "What are you doing!"

  Kestal screamed suddenly.

I saw Lorenzo wandering around the station carrying the piano box. I don’t know when I already had a string of souvenirs in his hand. Eve also followed him out of a little bewildered, and helped Lorenzo carry a few in his hand. What is the so-called souvenir.

Isn't    here to perform the task? Isn't it related to the international situation? How do you make it look like you are here for travel and shopping?

  Speaking of travel and shopping, Kestrel felt a burst of angina for a while, he pressed his chest tightly with one hand, and wanted to curse something more, but he couldn't say anything.

   "Yo! Haibod! Do your Viking nations have such a thing?"

  Lorenzo carried a big bag and walked to Haibod's side, took out a fruit from it, wiped it with his clothes, and started gnawing.

   "I haven't seen it before, maybe not."

  Hibald glanced at the fruit and said with some regret.

The Viking countries are remote and shrouded in winter for many years. Many crops are difficult to survive in this environment, let alone fruits. For these reasons, the development of this country has promoted the The kingdoms of Beijing became a country of foreign plunder.

  But the times have changed. This is not the era when the battle axe can plunder everything. They need to change.

  "Taste it, and bring some specialties back when you are done."

  Lorenzo stuffed the bag to Hybade, then took out a fruit from the bag that Eve was carrying, and gnawed it up.

  Kestrel swayed, following the three of them, he wanted to have Lorenzo's **** mentality.

The decontamination agency and North Deloi have already arranged everything. The port of Rendona has already prepared a temporary residence for them. After opening the door, the goal is to enter the spacious living room, and on the other side is the huge French window. From here you can directly see the scenery on the port.

Putting the luggage he carried aside, Lorenzo collapsed directly on the sofa. Eve walked back and forth between these rooms, observing the surrounding situation, Kestrel and Lorenzo collapsed together, Hybold He picked up some information and sat on the other side of the two.

   "This is Irene Adler's safe house. According to available information, she should be staying here."

  Hyboard spread out the map, with a red pen marking Irene’s location.

  Lorenzo's eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at the map, and based on the judgment of the direction, he looked out the window again. Not far from here, in the building group where the line of sight was visible, there was the place marked on the map.

  It seems that this temporary residence is not arranged randomly, all of which are in the plan of Haibod.

  This guy is not like a messenger, he and Lorenzo are also experts.

"She stayed in a hotel named Blue Whale. The room number is B524. This is probably the case at the port. On the surface, there is a flow of trade, but there are large quantities of smuggling in private. This hotel is for these smuggling. The “black shop” where the person provides his residence, and only such a black shop does not require any identification to allow Irene to move in."

"We will stay here for two days, and the same is true for Irene. According to what I know about her, she is very cunning. We only have one chance to catch her. If we fail, we will lose her track. Then we will only I can go directly to Gallunaro with the orchestra in two days."

  Lorenzo nodded, sat up straight, his paralyzed body, and asked.

   "So it seems that you already have a plan?"

   "Yes, this is also a way for us to get to know each other. After all, I haven't seen Mr. Holmes your strength in person, have I?"

  Hibald looked at Lorenzo's gray-blue eyes and said.

  The two stared at each other briefly, and then Hybold continued to talk about the plan.

"The plan is very simple. Although the Viking nations have launched a secret wanted for Irene, this is the territory of Inervig, and our Viking nations cannot act directly here. This will make her relax her vigilance. All he did was get to this position and grab her."

   "Sounds very simple." Lorenzo said.

   "But it is also very difficult. That is a cunning woman who will turn everyone around, otherwise we won't let her escape from the Viking countries."

"Do you have a photo?"

"No, I know it's unbelievable, but this is what we discovered later. This woman hides her identity very well. Every time her face is dressed differently, she doesn't leave any recordable images, even Irene. The name Adler may also be fake."

  Hyboard became serious.

   "Sometimes I think she is a person who does not exist."

   "Is this..."

  Lorenzo found things interesting.

  He stood up directly and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking this magnificent port.

The densely packed boats covered the sea, and countless people shuttled back and forth between the boats, different languages, different looks... For a moment Lorenzo felt that this place was like the lower city, mixed with fish and dragons, but kept. There is a tacit order.

  No one knows how many secrets are hidden here.

  Lorenzo looked at the buildings in the distance, combined with the map in Hybade's hands, a rough plan was conceived little by little.

   "I said, Haibod, this operation is for the sake of concealment, that is to say, no one knows our specific identities except for those extremely high-level people, right?"

"Yes."

  Hibald replied that he even cut off his beloved beard for this action. In fact, for Lorenzo, he looked good like this, and he was a few years younger after the beard was cut off.

   "Then if we cause a riot here, I think those mounted police will arrest us equally and even open fire at us, right? After all, in their eyes, we are not imperial ministers, but a group of rioters and thieves."

   "I like it, it's almost the same. The person in charge here doesn't know this at all. After all, the enemy will also have a spy put in our place. No one is worthy of trust."

   "Is that so... Then I need to change my mind."

  Lorenzo said and took off his clothes. He walked to the side and opened the closet. As expected, the pre-arranged closet was already full of clothes, among which Lorenzo needed to change clothes.

  "We are not a rescue squad, but a group of desperadoes who smuggle goods. Because of an operation we have a traitor inside us, and that traitor is hiding in the Blue Whale Hotel with the goods... What do you think of this plot?"

  Lorenzo put on a neat black dress with an inexplicable sense of nobility. At the same time, he took out a dress and threw it to Eve.

  "Kestrel, can you drive a carriage?"

  Kestrel turned his head slightly, and simply nodded. He still knows how to live this kind of life. When mixing in the Xiacheng district, he often drives a horse-drawn carriage to a thrilling speed of life and death.

   "Then Haiboard, can you fight?"

   "If I die, I must drink in the Hall of Valor."

  Hybod smiled at Lorenzo, his muscles are bigger than Lorenzo, like a giant human bear.

  Lorenzo felt pretty good, and it felt good to have a helper. If he came by himself, he would not only have to chase Irene, but may also have to fight with all the passers-by who were involved.

   "Get ready to act, we are in a hurry, and we will start tonight."

  Lorenzo opened the piano box, and there was a cold light inside, and lethal weapons were hung in it.

  ……

  Blue Whale Hotel.

  The woman woke up from the bed leisurely. She didn't like the feeling of a hangover. Every time she woke up from a hangover, she felt very painful in her head, as if she had been hit by a hammer.

  But I have to admit that a hangover is also good. During that blurry time, she forgot all the pain, like a numb corpse.

  The whimper sounded, and Irene looked to the other side.

   "Huh? I'm sorry, don't you feel uncomfortable? I'm so sorry, I slept for a long time this time."

  Eileen kept apologizing, and in the other corner, a woman was **** by the big five flowers. There was panic in her eyes and a lot of blood on her body.

  She got up from the bed, wearing loose underwear, and the light traced a nice arc through the clothes.

  Eileen picked up the pistol placed on the cabinet, and then put the muzzle on the woman's head. As long as she pulls the trigger, the woman will die in front of her.

She is not worried that the gunshots will attract the attention of others. After all, this is the Blue Whale Hotel. Let alone shooting and killing a woman, even if many people die, as long as Irene calls the front desk service, it will be soon An attendant knocked on her door to clean up the corpses.

That’s right, the Blue Whale Hotel itself is part of a heavy crime. As the largest trading port in Inervig, they only need to smuggle a little bit, a very small part, it is also an incomparably huge wealth, enough to make anyone Take the risk.

Inervig’s official attitude towards all this is also very indifferent. They seem to want to try to deal with the old Dunling, and independently create a lower city area dedicated to dumping rubbish, but unfortunately the flow of people at Rendona Port It is too big. Under various factors, the city and Xiacheng are mixed together to become another weird port city that can operate normally.

  The woman's horrified eyes reflected Irene's somewhat dazed expression, but then Irene laughed, she put away the gun, kissed the woman's forehead, and whispered in her ear.

   "Don't worry, I won't kill you, you have better use."

  Eileen took a cigarette and dragged the tied woman out of the room. The glass was broken and there were several bullet holes on the wall. The living room was messy, as if someone had just had a fight here.

  "How much is my value in Gallunaro now?"

   asked Irene as she walked. After she said that, she shook her head somewhat self-deprecatingly. How could a woman reply? She had been gagged by Irene and could only make a meaningless voice.

   "Well, now I invite you to sleep for a while. Of course, I don't know if I can wake up."

Irene took out an injection of potion from the woman’s bag, which seemed to be a tranquilizer. With the injection, the woman’s struggle gradually weakened, and finally fell into a deep sleep. Irene changed into the waiter’s clothes and took her Tucked under the cart, and then came to the corridor.

  The house sign behind her had the words B523 written on it. In this unmanned corridor, Irene stopped after walking a few steps. She looked at another door with B524 written on it.

   "Get home!"

  Her voice was brisk, as if she was speaking to the woman who had fallen asleep under the cart.

  (End of this chapter)