Chapter 441 Return (3000 Plus)

Half a month later.

The capital of the Invensys Empire - the city of Pulmouth!

Compared with the history of Aaron, the area of ​​this city has expanded outwards, and there are several satellite cities.

Other than that, the layout is not much different from what Aaron knew—except for two areas missing.

The two missing districts, one is the abandoned city and the other is the hidden black queen district.

After all, the Invensys Empire has enough strength to eliminate the pollution of the abandoned city. The Bureau of Repression and Extermination, and even the Tribunal of the Sun God Cult will not allow the existence of the so-called 'Black Queen', and Pulmouth is undoubtedly the top of the empire. The place where the combat power is most concentrated...

The Extraordinary hiding here can be said to be quite tragic.

It was eight o'clock in the morning, the morning mist was still there, thick clouds were accumulated in the sky, and only thin sunlight occasionally fell down.

Hilling Wharf area.

A steam-type passenger mechanical ship was docked at the pier, and rows of guests came down from the bridge.

As the capital of the empire, the mainland and even the number one city in the world, the capital effect is extremely strong, attracting people from all over the world every day.

A tall, middle-aged man in a brown trench coat, a hat, and a black suitcase came to the security check area.

"Identify card!"

The security inspector in black uniform spoke expressionlessly, as numb as a machine.

His face was full of fatigue and dark circles due to heavy work and lack of rest, but he tried his best to maintain his spirit.

Because this job is not easy to come by, and because there are people from the suppression bureau not far away to watch!

The middle-aged guest obediently handed out his ID card, which was stuffed into a machine connected to the ground by the security inspector.

Feedback comes quickly as the gears turn.

[Palla Love Toman, 39 years old, from Manov City, ID code: XXXXXXX]

[Appearance characteristics: tall, blue eyes, blond hair]

[Occupation: Building Materials Merchant]

...

The security inspector glanced at the other party, paused for a moment on the tall figure, blue eyes, and thick golden beard, and pressed the seal forcefully: "Security inspection passed!"

"Thanks!"

Aaron took the ID card with a blue seal, touched the uneven lines with his fingertips, and knew that it represented a temporary identity, and he could stay in the imperial capital for a month, and he would be punished if he failed to leave.

He put away his ID card, carried his suitcase, and walked into the dock area.

Looking at the mighty flow of people and the Dosom River where all kinds of sewage and garbage are floating, I am a little lost.

Half a month has passed since the last showdown with the 'Secret Keeper'.

And his research on the anomalies in Ko Ni's body failed shamefully...

After all, it is the authority of a senior, and it is not so easy to research it.

After confirming that no progress could be made, Aaron threw Koni back to Doris who had finally come back by steam train, and he came to Pulmouth alone.

As for this identity? Naturally, some villain of Aaron's random choice.

Yes, Imperial ID cards are hard to forge, but they can be replaced!

On the way here, he saw that this middle-aged man named Pala was a businessman on the surface, but secretly practiced invisible spells, and when he was about to sacrifice a pair of twins, he killed him directly and obtained the identity of the other party. .

Although according to Doris, the "Cat Lady" is very grateful to him and is willing to provide some help within his ability, such as forging authentic and reliable identity certificates, but Aaron is still grateful.

He never liked to pin his safety on others.

The identification card provided by the cat lady may be more convenient, but it is especially dangerous in case the Persian cat is arrested.

And, what if the other party wants to betray the 'Feathered Serpent'?

Therefore, you still have to trouble yourself a little bit.

As long as the corpses and traces are completely destroyed, the only way to reveal the clues is to have the possibility of exposure.

After walking out of the dock area, looking at the tall buildings on both sides that could be called skyscrapers, Aaron raised his eyebrows: "Sure enough, it is much more developed than the other Pulmouth... But, why does it feel more depressing than the other Pulmouth? ?”

Both sides of the street are fairly clean, not even beggars and homeless people.

According to the Empire Act, travelers whose residence permits have expired cannot stay in Pulmouth, let alone those homeless people. Anyway, once they show up, they will be taken away immediately and never come back...

As far as Aaron saw, most of those people who were in a hurry were yellow and thin, and they didn't seem to be well nourished, probably often hungry.

He was walking down a street when he heard commotion.

The shops on both sides closed their doors one after another, and the windows were closed tightly, and passers-by nervously avoided the two sides.

"what happened?"

He grabbed a clerk who was trying to escape and asked curiously.

"Front... there's a bakery riot ahead..." the young clerk yelled nervously, "Riots and marches...the marches are coming!"

Not long after, the sound of messy and heavy footsteps sounded.

Aaron saw a dense crowd of people, and a large number of marchers came over.

Most of them were ragged, some didn't even wear trousers, men and women, they looked like coolies on the docks or nearby workers.

While roaring, they raised their right hands high, chanting slogans such as bread and milk, and walked past the main road like a black angry dragon.

And at the next traffic intersection, there was already a team of patrolmen blocking it. They had piled up a fort made of sandbags familiarly, and even set up machine guns...

"One last time, a serious warning, immediately stop your actions against the empire!"

A police officer yelled with a tin horn, but the fanatical crowd had already engulfed the front group and rushed to the intersection.

"shot!"

bang bang!

Da da!

After a burst of gunfire, the parade team dropped corpses and ran around like birds and beasts.

Patrolmen in black yelled and cursed, arresting people everywhere.

"Let's go, or we won't be able to tell if we are caught."

The clerk screamed and ran away.

Aaron stepped forward and followed behind him. The two hid in an alley. Hearing the quiet voice nearby, the clerk couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief: "Are you a foreigner?"

"Yes, my name is Palla, a small businessman from out of town..." Aaron seemed to be weighing his words: "I didn't expect to see such a crazy scene when I first arrived in Pulmouth... Are those unemployed workers?"

"Yes, they are not homeless, but they are dying... My name is Luis!"

Louis reached out and shook Aaron's hand.

"Why?" Aaron asked his own question.

"Nowadays, the factories pay daily wages, because the workers need today's wages to buy dinner... However, the price of the bakery has recently increased, and the unemployed workers can't afford bread, and they don't want to starve to death, so they can only rob the bakery , and then developed into a commotion..."

Louis sighed.

"No, I'm just curious...why is the parade still going on?" Aaron corrected blankly.