Wow!

When the sound of the whistle in the middle of the night came, Surman suddenly opened his eyes and looked to the right side. There was no time outside the window, and there was already a faint mist.

The steam train has entered the stop. According to custom, the steam members on the train garrisoned sounded the whistle to notify every passenger on the train.

Although some passengers do not get off at this site, the technology tree tends to be steam-powered, with only copper tubes and whistles, and no personal mobile phones, which is the only and effective way to notify.

Fortunately, there are not many stations on each snowfield route.

After all, only civilized city-states or outdoor settlements have stations that provide stops. A journey line spans hundreds of kilometers, only a few stations... So the passengers on the train have long been accustomed to it, and they are awakened from their sleep, complaining and cursing, and then fall back on the bed.

Surman looked at the opposite shop. The two young gentlemen who were "persecrated" in the contract did not fall asleep like him. They stared at each other and ended up for a night.

Obviously, they did not have the courage of "Mr. Yasen" and did not dare to continue to fall asleep peacefully in this situation.

Dongdongdongdongdong.........

At this time, there was a movement from the bed above. Ewinnie was awakened by the sound of the whistle. She was about to fall asleep again, but she saw two young gentlemen sitting in rows below the opposite side of the bed and couldn't help but say:

"Mr. Sherlock, do you...you don't sleep at night?"

As a hardcore fan of Sherlock, he ignored James next to him......Sulman complained silently, and then he heard the hesitation from the upper bunk-

"Shy...Mr. Sherlock, though, I...I know that opera actors have a 'life-style' saying, you will try all kinds of things... Well, new things, I mean more avant-garde things."

Ewinnie sat on the upper bunk, looking at the two gentlemen sitting diagonally below, like a conjoined baby, with a strange look: "I can understand what you do, but at least please pay attention to your image."

"After all, there are ladies in the room..."

After saying that, Ewinnie looked at Sherlock deeply with some complexity, and then she sighed and lay back on the bed, turned her head to face the wall, and turned her back to them completely, as if she didn't want to see someone again.

This... it's up to the terrible Mr. Yasen! Sherlock opened his mouth, and was an opera actor and a member of the New Order Society in secret. Of course, he was not a fool, and understood Ms. Ewinney's "misunderstanding". At this moment, he wanted to stand up and blame the culprit to get rid of the stigma.

Then, Sherlock glanced at the "Mr. Yasen" who was sitting opposite and was quietly looking at them. In extreme anger, Sherlock shrank his neck and did not dare to say a word.

"Prepare to get off."

Surman didn't give them a chance to defend themselves. As early as the stage of self-introduction, they knew where they got off the bus. It happened that the three of them were arranged in the [Cangxue Mountains], and only Yiweni planned to go to Rinxue City, and the goal was inconsistent with them.

However, there are only three stops left on the train route on this snow field. It is not surprising that the three of them get off at the [Cangxue Mountains]. After all, [Cangxue Mountains] is the most famous place on the entire train.

Due to Surman's power, the two young gentlemen did not dare to refute. So, when they were preparing to leave side by side, they returned to the deserted box, and another timid voice came from -

"Mr. Sherlock!"

"Just...even if you have special hobbies, I will still support your performance. Looking forward to the next day you will appear at the Golden Theater! You...you are the best opera actor!"

After saying that, there was a rustling sound behind him, as if the person who was talking buried his head in the quilt, and his glorious image of his idol was shattered.........

hiss!

Sherlock's expression twitched faintly. Surman, who was standing next to him, could also feel the other person's mood and could not help but sigh for a second. The next moment, Surman, who maintained his indifferent character, closed the door of the private room under the former's desperate gaze.

Bang!

In the corridor of the steam train, passengers have come out one after another, carrying bags of all sizes and are preparing to get off at this stop.

The originally quiet night was also broken by busy passengers. Not only that, the crew on the steam train also guided them to get off the train without congestion.

"After getting off the car, you can leave alone." Surman turned around and said to someone.

"Me?" The young man Boya, who had oil painted on his face, had never expected this situation at all. He was even ready to be a slave for a month, but Mr. Yasen's generous actions made him somewhat unexpected.

"Why?" James asked.

"Trial." Surman spit out a word briefly.

As the "victim" who had been with him for a long time, James had become accustomed to the other party's way of speaking and understood what Mr. Yasen meant to let himself participate in the Golden Trial. For a moment, his face was filled with joy.

Then, James saw the other party's eyes as red wine, staring at him quietly-

“Leave a contact information.”

"Don't leave the Cangxue Mountains within a month."

James shuddered and suddenly remembered that he had contractual constraints on him. Even if he wanted to leave the Cangxue Mountains and stay away from this terrifying Mr. Yasen, he would be backfired by the contract. What's more, he had to participate in the golden trial in this place, and there was no choice to escape in the last battle.

For a moment, James' inner joy dropped greatly, and the corners of his mouth were a little bitter: "Okay, this is my whistle."

He took out a dark green plant whistle from his arms and explained:

"If you blow it, within a half mile nearby, as long as there are living animals, they will obey the call of the whistle and pass on what you have given to them all the way to me...the premise is that I will not be too far from you, and as long as it is within the range of the Cangxue Mountains, it should not be a problem."

It is indeed [Natural Archer], but the secondary profession is different from the hunting church. This is the characteristic ability of the "listener"... Surman took over the plant whistle and understood it in his heart.

After handing over the whistle, James was obviously relieved. After nodding at Mr. Yasen, he turned around and ran to the place where he got off the bus in front, and walked faster and faster. In the last few seconds, he was simply fleeing in panic.

He left...Shelock was a little stunned. All this happened too quickly and too suddenly, making him unprepared. The next second, Sherlock seemed to realize something and hurriedly said happily:

"Mr. Yasen, then...what should I do?"

"you?"

Surman looked at him in surprise, and said calmly as if he were to be natural: "You lead the way first, let's find a place to stay."

"I...me?" Sherlock was stunned for a few seconds, and finally realized that the other party meant that the two of them would act together in the next month. In other words, he had to stay with this cold guy like a monster for a full month!

As if he saw his doubts, Surman quietly added-

"When staying in the private room, didn't you say that [New Order Club] has a huge intelligence network? Especially, you are active in the eastern snowy areas, including the Cangxue Mountains......"

"Very good, I believe you are an excellent partner."

Hell! Damn it! This is unfair!!! Sherlock roared wildly inside. At this moment, he wanted to beat himself a few hours ago and let him swallow the words boast about his own organization. Just because he is better and more valuable than James, he has to stay next to this cold monster?

So, with anger in her heart, Sherlock silently picked up the salutes of the two, with a stiff smile on her face as Surman kept his cold gaze.

"It's my pleasure."
Chapter completed!