Chapter 269 Heart-wrenching pain
The undead entered Laundry No. 38 at four o'clock in the afternoon.
In early spring in Moses Port, the temperature starts to drop after noon, and drops to four or five degrees near dusk. The water temperature is even lower, freezing cold. The workers in the laundry lane, who have been busy all day, come out of the pool rubbing their hands and stamping their feet, packing up their things and preparing to go home.
The captain of the night watch glanced at the workers who were bypassing Laundry No. 38, then retracted his gaze and looked at the tightly closed iron gate on the wall.
When the undead first entered, they could hear the rustling sounds of footsteps and items being turned over through the wall.
And now... for nearly an hour, there was total silence inside the wall, and you could hear a pin drop.
I took out my pocket watch and looked at the time. The hands just reached half past five.
"More than forty undead souls... Could they all have met with some misfortune?" The captain of the Night Watch looked at the motionless iron gate again, feeling a sinister premonition in his heart.
Of course he couldn't possibly worry about the safety of the dead.
What he was worried about was... the disaster lurking in Laundry No. 38 had become more dangerous after being closed for several years!
Before this place was exposed and closed due to the disappearance of the owner, only three to five people went missing in Laundry Lane every year.
After Laundry No. 38 was closed, only one of the four folk exorcists who were lured there by the high bounty disappeared.
If the disaster within the wall "evolves" to the point where it can devour more than forty undead souls at a time... then the church may have to spend money to buy the entire Laundry Alley and permanently close the entire alley.
The captain of the Night Watch was uncontrollably lost in his wild thoughts when suddenly the iconic "KABAKABA" sound of the undead was heard from within the wall.
The five night watchmen sitting in the caravan seemed to have received some signal and jumped out of the car together.
The captain of the Night Watch was worried that the situation would get out of control, and the others naturally had similar concerns, especially "One-Eye", who had personally investigated the disappearance of Kent Bennett and had personally experienced the disappearance of his assistant... The fear of someone close to you disappearing silently not far from you, with no one seeing your true self or dead, is something that cannot be easily eliminated even with the invincibility of time.
The large group of undead moved with a clacking sound as they approached the wall, and someone was knocking on the iron gate from the inside.
The captain of the Night Watch listened vigilantly for a while. He heard no other noise except the "KABA" sound of the undead and the crackling sound of bones rubbing against each other. Then he stepped forward and opened the iron gate.
As the undead poured out from the door, the captain of the Night Watch discovered that their number seemed to have decreased a little. Upon careful counting, he found that there were nearly ten fewer undead.
"So many are missing?!" The captain of the Night Watch was sweating profusely. "The 'disaster' inside the wall has really been strengthened several times—"
One-Eye and other night watchmen also discovered that the number of undead had decreased by nearly a quarter, and their expressions changed suddenly.
The Night Watchmen's reaction was as if they were facing a great enemy...the players didn't care at all.
Coming out of the wall, the group of players immediately set up their venue in the alley. Qin Guan held up a copper buckle wrapped in a cloth roll, a sealed object that would no longer automatically teleport others because the holder had disappeared, and started auctioning it.
Qin Guan certainly wanted the super rare item that could be exchanged for 3,000 territory reputation, but if he, as the leader of the Blood Alliance, did not set an example by bidding fairly, people would lose confidence, so the public auction process had to be followed.
Miao Bi Sheng Hua and En Bu Zeng did not participate in the auction. They walked straight to the captain of the night watch, pointed at the pen in his chest pocket, raised the red-covered book, and made a writing gesture.
The captain of the Night Watch looked at them both in confusion.
This was obviously not the first time Miaobishenghua had borrowed a pen from an NPC. He patiently repeated, "Give me the pen. Write the closing report. Got it?"
The captain of the night watch stiffly took off the pen and handed it to the other party.
After getting the pens, the two girls stood in front of the caravan and discussed writing the closing report on the caravan board...
The closing report of the exorcist mission only needed to clearly describe the solution process and the findings during the investigation. It was no problem at all for an expert like Miaobishenghua who made a living by typing. Qin Guan gritted his teeth and paid a high price to buy the seal back from the orange cat boss, and Miaobishenghua's work was completed.
She handed the red book with the report and the pen to the captain of the night watch. The captain forgot to take it for a moment...
The fact that the undead started writing a closing report as soon as they came out of Laundry No. 38 shocked not only the captain, but also the other four night watchmen, whose eyes were fixed with wide eyes from the moment they started writing the report with eloquent words.
One-Eye rushed forward, took the red book from the captain, and opened it impatiently.
...are all unfamiliar undead characters.
The one-eyed man handed the red-covered book to the captain with an expressionless face. The captain took a look at the completely unfamiliar square characters on it and his eyelids began to twitch.
It was impossible for the players to understand such an unreasonable thing as "NPCs don't know Chinese". After handing in the red book, the quest was over for the players. They got on the caravan and urged the NPCs to drive back to the quest hall quickly with gestures...
A group of night watchmen took a deep look at the group of undead, resigned themselves to their fate, and drove back.
Back at the Night Watch building, the undead rushed into the hall as soon as they got off the car, and used crazy body movements to urge the NPC to quickly calculate the rewards.
"Why are you back?" The officials and Bishop Cromwell could not understand what these undead souls were so anxious about.
The captain of the night watch handed the red book to the bishop without saying a word.
Bishop Cromwell glanced at the large blocks of unfamiliar text on the red-covered book, then turned to look at Miss Phoenix who had not left yet.
Phoenix had known that this situation would occur, otherwise she would not have stayed and chatted with Cromwell for more than two hours. She calmly took out the azalea badge and put it on, motioning Bishop Cromwell to give her the red leather book.
Next, Miss Phoenix did the same work as the staff on duty at the Night Watch Hall of Innadri... She re-transcribed the text written by the dead in the common language, quickly took off the azalea badge, and handed the copied content to Bishop Cromwell.
Bishop Cromwell had personally handled the closure notice of Laundry No. 38, and was deeply impressed by this case, so he hurriedly took it and read it.
"What?? Kent Bennett has a brother? And after his death he turned into a great evil spirit that can create a mirror space?!"
"What?? The big evil spirit has been destroyed?!"
Bishop Cromwell raised his head in astonishment and looked at the captain of the Night Watch who had accompanied the undead for just over two hours.
When the captain of the Night Watch heard what the bishop yelled, his expression was even more confused than his.
One-Eye stepped forward impatiently and took the paper from the Bishop.
After reading the contents copied down by Miss Phoenix on the paper, One-Eye, the old night watchman who had been an investigator for many years, was also confused.
No - he saw with his own eyes that the undead had only been in Laundry 38 for an hour and a half! An hour and a half!
What can you do with this little time? You can't even have a good chat!
The one-eyed man dully passed the paper around with his companions, and every companion who read the content had a face full of doubts about life and the career of a night watchman...
Bishop Cromwell trembled as he pointed at the undead who were still dancing wildly around him and asking for rewards: "How did these undead do it? Don't you know?"
Captain & Night Watchmen: "..."
"They entered Laundry Yard No. 38," the captain said stiffly, "We waited outside for about an hour and a half... and then they came out."
Bishop Cromwell: "..."
Even with the accompaniment of the tireless undead making all kinds of noises, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became awkward...
Phoenix spoke in a friendly manner to ease the awkwardness: "It's time to settle the rewards for the undead, Your Excellency the Bishop."
Bishop Cromwell woke up as if from a dream, and quickly asked people to take out the undead coin and the evil magic staff...
Forty thousand undead coins, each person had to pack a large bag. Players all put aside their complaints about the low efficiency of NPC reward settlement, and happily stuffed coins into their backpacks and waist bags.
"Oh my god, this is the first time I've earned so much money in all the time I've been playing!"
"I'm rich, I'm rich, hahahaha!"
"So happy! So happy!"
"Hey, hey, hey, stop showing off your money. Remember the amount. You have to leave some for the dead!"
While the dead were happily dividing the accounts, Bishop Cromwell took back the paper that was circulated among everyone and read it carefully again.
After calming down a bit this time, the Bishop keenly noticed something wrong in the case report and took a deep breath: "A copper button that carries Toby Bennett's hatred? If you find the copper button, you will be dragged into the evil spirit space? This, this, this, this - isn't this a sealed object!!"
The Bishop, who had just thought that hiring the undead was a huge deal and was pleasantly surprised at the undead's super high efficiency, suddenly lost his composure. He glanced at the undead in astonishment, all of whom looked alike and it was difficult to tell the difference between them, and then looked fixedly at Phoenix.
Of course Phoenix knew about the Sealed Objects, and he also knew that organizations such as the Church, the Mage Tower, and the Alchemy Room were collecting the Sealed Objects.
When Bishop Cromwell turned his head towards her, she turned her head away naturally, as if she had just discovered the beauty of the street scene at dusk, and looked at the Night Watch Building... the view of the back alley with relish.
Stop kidding, she doesn't have the ability to make the undead spit out the meat they have eaten!
The undead kept calling her "Queen", but their words and actions did not show any respect commensurate with their title - no, not only to her, the undead were not polite to Yang, the black magician who summoned them.
Even Brother Lowell expressionlessly ignored the extremely disrespectful title of "pretty boy" from the undead. She was not stupid enough to think that she had much face among the undead.
Bishop Cromwell, clutching his chest in pain.
It is not impossible to close the door, post a night watchman, and force these undead to spit out the seals they have eaten... but this will prevent the undead from continuing to help the church solve the unresolved incidents in Moses Port.
It will also severely offend Phoenix.
On one hand, there is the heart-wrenching pain of losing the sealed object, and on the other hand, there is the need to eliminate all hidden dangers in the parish - weighing the pros and cons is so painful!
After struggling for a long time, Bishop Cromwell could only swallow the blood welling up in his throat and waved his hand weakly: "Forget it... Go, move out all those files and let them choose."
