Chapter 225: Haunted Freight Train Station
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That middle-aged man in his thirties had a pair of large ears, which looked a bit comical. He was a young man whom the Tamara family had focused on cultivating in recent decades, and he was already a Sequence 5 at just over thirty years old.
His name was Bennett Tamara, and he was also the person in charge of the secret investigation into the disappearance of the entire team in Backlund.
The two subordinates who were tailing spoke one after another, recounting their experiences just now.
In fact, they had discovered yesterday that someone seemed to be watching them. Tonight, they finally confirmed it. Their first reaction was that this was a helper brought by Hobert, and they had been exposed.
But what happened next completely changed their view.
Bennett asked, "That lawyer said he wanted to report you?"
"Yes," one subordinate said.
"In other words, the other two people were also tailing us?"
"That's what we think."
Bennett pinched his chin and thought: "Who could have sent them?"
"We checked yesterday, that lawyer is a 'well-known lawyer' who has just offended many dignitaries. Could it be someone they sent?"
"That's possible." Bennett then said, "Are you sure he said he was going to report you to 'Machinery Hivemind', rather than 'Nighthawks'?"
"Sure."
Bennett said: "It seems we can rule him out. Since he is a 'well-known lawyer', he will be watched by many 'eyes', making it difficult to carry out some actions secretly."
Most importantly, Bennett analyzed that the Nighthawks must have also participated in the operation to destroy the Tamara family team, so the suspect they were looking for must have a close connection with the Nighthawks.
However, out of caution, Bennett still instructed: "Take some time to investigate the lawyer's beliefs."
But this investigation was not important, and he added: "Today, we discovered another stranger who appeared on Rose Street on the day of the incident. Follow him tomorrow."
...
The other two people who were tailing took a carriage to the West Borough.
The experienced coachman circled around a building several times, and after confirming that no one was following them, he sent the two into a luxurious villa.
The owner of the villa was a Backlund merchant who often did business in the Feynapotter Kingdom. Because he often relied on the Feynapotter government, he would often provide some convenience to the people of the Feynapotter Embassy under the communication of his business partners in the Feynapotter Kingdom.
Today, the Feynapotter Ambassador happened to be a guest at the villa, so he personally listened to the reports of the two subordinates in a reception room. After listening to the course of events, Ambassador Tim said: "I see. You don't need to follow Hobert anymore."
According to the clues Tim had previously obtained, Hobert was a member of the mercenary club and had access to bounty channels for two cultists.
And for a long time recently, Hobert had not shown any abnormalities, and it could be completely determined that he did not know that the third person who died in the textile factory at that time was a Feynapotter merchant, or rather, an intelligence officer.
However, after Ambassador Tim returned to the banquet, he suddenly thought that a detail was very wrong. According to the intelligence, Hobert seemed to be closer to the Nighthawks, but why would he go to the 'Mechanical Hive' to report them?
Also, as a wild Beyonder, shouldn't he try to avoid being affected by the battles of other Beyonders? Why did he take the initiative to come forward?
Ambassador Tim realized that this matter could not be concluded, and he had to find an opportunity to test this young lawyer.
"Ambassador?"
The villa owner's words brought Tim back to his senses: "Hmm?"
"Should we enjoy some violin or piano pieces?" the villa owner asked politely?
Tim smiled and stood up and said: "It is a pleasant thing to digest the food in your stomach with music."
"The Ambassador's taste always leaves us far behind."
...
Hobert overlooked one thing. Although the four people who were tailing him were very stupid, the people behind them were all shrewd.
His seemingly very wise move so far had actually left some flaws.
However, neither Bennett nor Tim took a Sequence 7 too seriously, so they did not pay too much attention to this matter after they had some doubts.
Anyway, Hobert is still very safe now.
After using 'True Sight' to confirm that no one was tailing him, Hobert immediately took a carriage to the freight train station in the suburbs.
Watching the coachman drive the carriage away, Hobert climbed into the train station.
...
Grov was a guard at the freight train station. The freight train station stopped operating to the public after six o'clock in the afternoon. After that, there would still be trains departing or arriving, but no more business would be accepted.
There were several large cargo warehouses in the train station, as well as many tracks, and idle or spare trains and carriages.
The entire train station was very large. In order to prevent some thieves from sneaking in at night, in addition to the fixed guards at the cargo warehouses, there would also be guards like Grov who would patrol around the train station every hour at night.
Grov smoked a seemingly old pipe, carried an oil lamp, and tightened his obviously ill-fitting coat.
The nights in Backlund in late autumn were already a bit cold, especially in the second half of the night when it was foggy. After a patrol, his hair would be full of dew. If he didn't wipe it off quickly, he would easily get sick.
Today, he patrolled as usual, following his usual route.
Suddenly, Grov saw a light in front of him. He knocked the ash off his pipe on a nearby carriage: "You little brats, don't let me catch you!"
Many homeless children would climb into the carriages of the train station to spend the night in order to avoid the police and the cold.
Generally, Grov would turn a blind eye, but if someone was making a fire in the carriage, he would have to stop them.
Woo~
Grov had just taken two steps forward when suddenly an evil wind blew through the air. The lamp in his hand was almost blown away, and the surrounding carriages were also blown, making a "creaking" sound.
"That's really weird!" Grov said. He hesitated whether to continue forward.
Woo~
Another gust of evil wind blew from the front. While Grov tightened his coat, he saw a discarded small train head slowly rising in the midst of the gale.
Grov opened his mouth wide, thinking he had seen it wrong. He rubbed his eyes and raised his lamp. The small train head had risen to more than one person's height, but it suddenly stopped there, as if it couldn't "fly" up, and slowly fell again.
Woo~
Another gust of wind, and the small train head slowly rose again, this time rising even higher, until it stopped at about thirty feet (more than 9 meters), and then slowly fell again.
At this time, Grov seemed to realize something. He raised his lamp and looked into the air. He couldn't see anything in the dark night sky, but he always felt that something terrifying was "lying" in the air.
That terrifying thing, it seemed, seemed to want to devour the small train head in front of him?
Suddenly, the oppressive feeling disappeared, and the firelight in front also disappeared.
Everything returned to normal, the small train head lay there quietly, and the surrounding carriages remained motionless.
Grov stood there until his legs were stiff before muttering: "That's really evil!"
Saying this, he backed away, not daring to turn his back to the small train head. He didn't dare to come out to patrol again tonight.
The next day, rumors of hauntings spread from the freight train station in the suburbs.
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