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Chapter 236: Shi Weitian Riding at Night, Nicholas Worried and Suffering

In the carriage, Liu Yonglu pulled out a blanket and put it on his lower back. Carol was really obedient. It was obvious that this carriage was not rented for investigators. The space was quite large, but it was too shabby.

The leather on the seat was torn, revealing the dirty cotton inside, and Liu Yonglu kept hitting his butt while sitting on it.

Carol was too impatient. Except for him, the other three didn't realize that they had to leave today. But it wasn't their fault. Millie Tang told him to be ready in the morning, but who could have thought that he was so efficient.

Let's just go. I'm not involved, and neither are those who are targeting Nikola. Liu Yonglu is quite good at making himself feel at ease. The main reason is that he has been bored in the Investigation Department recently and has nothing to do. He wants to finish this trip early and go back to report.

When I get to a quiet place, I will call Marquette and ask him to continue taking care of Xiaohu and Shani for the next two days. Anyway, Xiaohu's uncle is quite skilled at housekeeping, so there is no need to worry about him.

So he and Milly Tang got on the carriage. As for Kogan, he was confused at first, but the kid had an unrealistic yearning for the work of an investigator. When he saw Captain Carol suddenly driving a carriage in disguise, he couldn't help but get excited. With the excitement of participating in a secret operation, he got on the carriage in a daze.

Carol first took these people for a walk, secretly returned to his home to get some clothes for the three of them, and then headed straight to the city of Noviden overnight.

Is Carol a hot-tempered person? Actually, he is. After all, his nickname in the Investigation Department is "Bad Temper". He is hot-tempered. It is only after he became the captain that he has restrained himself a little. In addition, several team members have been asked by Sir Gregory to keep an eye on him, so his temper has improved a little.

But this time, he was not the captain, so he had to listen to Ricky and let his nature run wild. So he drove the carriage over early.

It's no wonder that when Painter Hat heard about Liu Yonglu's sudden disappearance, he was really worried. He had no shortage of people to monitor him, and he had as many believers of the Father God as he wanted. That's how Liu Yonglu's restaurant was exposed before, so how could he suddenly disappear?

Fortunately, there was White. He waited for White to come back at Canary Wharf and asked him about the situation. Oh, he was on a business trip, or was he going to sea? Painter's Hat immediately thought of his father Nicholas. It was most likely that Ricky's business trip was related to him. Painter's Hat quickly boarded the blue freighter to discuss countermeasures with Wordsworth.

At the same time, in a manor in Novedon City, Nicholas was writing a letter in his study. He originally wanted to write only one page, but he went out after writing three or four pages. After writing the letter, he put it in an envelope without using wax seal. He put it in his pocket, stood up and looked out the window.

Although it was already dark, he could still see a dozen lights moving back and forth outside his manor. He knew that they were patrolling sheriffs. Even though the Sheriff's Office patrolled day and night, he still couldn't let go of his worries. He sighed and closed the curtains.

Wandering in the dark villa, Nicholas first went to his study, stood there looking at the machine covered with black cloth on the workbench. Decades of hard work had been poured into this, and the results would be known in more than a month. It seemed a little unreal.

As usual, Nikola sat down and checked the machinery one by one according to his notes. Blue arcs flashed in the cylindrical cabin. Nikola nodded and turned off the machinery.

He walked out of the house and came to a room next to his bedroom. He took out the key from his pocket and opened the door. It was also a bedroom. The overall decoration style was sea blue. There were many planet models hanging on the ceiling. There were two large display cabinets in the room, so it was a little crowded.

Nicholas opened the display cabinet, and on each layer there were several small brass toys, including a clockwork frog, a brass tiger, and a brass donkey. Nicholas sat by the bed and took them out one by one to play with them, but at this moment a figure suddenly appeared at the door.

Nicholas was startled, but when he looked carefully, he realized it was his wife. He must have made too much noise in the house and woke her up.

"Still thinking about Alva?"

Nicholas said nothing, but carefully put all the toys back into the cabinet.

"Do you make one for him every year on his birthday?"

"I make one not only for birthdays, but also for Candlemas, May Day, and Harvest Festival. This clockwork rabbit was given to him on Harvest Festival when I was five years old. He loved it so much that he kept shouting around me. Later, I had no choice but to make two more to complete the rabbit family."

Nicholas wiped the toy in his hand with the corner of his clothes.

"Don't worry, Alva will be back."

"I'll go to New Newland this time to ask for news about him and try to bring him back." "You'll find him."

Nicholas' second wife was a dozen years younger than him and was still as graceful as ever. She looked at her husband tenderly, thinking in her heart, you may be able to find him, but it will be difficult to bring him back, just because you took him...

"I've spoiled Alva, haven't I?"

His wife was stunned. She didn't expect that Nicholas seemed to have telepathy with her.

"I didn't really spoil him. You know, I put all my energy into inventions in those years. I just didn't like to restrict him. The child is a genius and should have his own ideas."

“He’s really a kid with his own ideas.”

"Well..." Nicholas let out a long breath: "I don't know when it started, but he seems to be dissatisfied with everything. He looks at you, looks at me, and especially me. The way I humble myself in front of the Wisdom God Cult makes him feel...humiliated."

The wife didn't say anything else, but just walked over, leaned forward gently, and put her arms around her husband's neck, trying to give him some comfort.

"He will understand you. One day he will understand."

"I hope that day is not too far away." Nicholas forced a smile. He suddenly thought of something and stuffed the letter in his pocket to his wife. His wife turned on the light and quickly read the contents of the letter. She didn't look very good and held her forehead from time to time, as if her headache had come back again.

"Nicholas, what happened to you? You handed me a suicide note."

"It's not that bad, but I tend to be pessimistic in my words."

"You told me everything in detail about what to do with your family and Rodwell Company after you went to New Newland. It seems like you never thought you could come back alive. Are you kidding me?"

Nicholas licked his lips twice, as if hesitating whether to tell his wife the truth. In the end, he decided to hide most of it.

"This journey is not easy..."

"But you are a guest invited by the royal family, and the Kingdom of Mosesad should protect your safety." The wife's voice was sad and excited.

"That's exactly what they did." Nicholas pointed out the window. "But there are many people who don't want me to bring that thing to New Nulund. I'm afraid the Archbishop of the Saint's Sect will not be happy about this. There are also some foreign envoys, and of course, my old friend, the Wisdom God Church."

"The Wisdom Cult? Isn't that invention made up of three parts? Without you, they can accomplish nothing."

"That's not accurate. Without my machines, they can accomplish nothing. I'm not that important."

Nicholas smiled self-deprecatingly:
"Dear, come downstairs and have a drink. I just hope that Prince Andrew really cares about my life and death and sends some capable people to let me enter the exhibition alive."

Haha, you don't think I would let my children pretend to have a head-on battle, right? That would be too low. They would be like peacocks spreading their feathers when they first met, showing no patience at all.

The specific time when his identity will be announced has actually been foreshadowed in the previous article, and you may be able to guess it.

The curtain of the Continental Expo slowly opened.

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(End of this chapter)