Chapter 107: Black Orange Street

"God bless you, are you the family of Old Morgan? I finally found you, the guy on the newspaper street did not lie to me, it seems that his newspaper does have a lot of popularity."

On the other end of the receiver, Tang Qi came out with a cheerful voice.

Abu and the others looked at each other helplessly. Sure enough, the other party was just an ignorant teenager. It was a good idea to publish a notice in the news looking for someone, but if he really wanted it to work, it should be published in a huge and cheap newspaper. Like the Plum Blossom Morning Newspaper.

This young man chose the very expensive "St. Thorns Morning News", which was issued especially for the aristocrats and the rich.

Poor people couldn't even take a glance at this kind of newspaper, because they are all delivered by special people and rarely appeared in places like newspaper stands. If it weren't for a wealthy man in the Newton District who moved out recently and had to clean up a large pile of old newspapers, and that several beggars scrambled for them letting Hariya Sisters accidentally discover this message, both sides would've missed it.

When Abu and the others were speechless, Tang Qi's voice continued.

"Poor Old Morgan died of an acute illness. As it happened so fast, he only had time to explain a few last words. He asked me to give one of his belongings to his nephew Abu, saying it was very important. It seemed to be a handicraft brought from the Saha continent. It looks a bit strange. "

"Huh ~"

Almost at once, almost everyone in the family thought about it, and at the same time raised their heads, their eyes filled with surprise and suddenness.

Old Morgan is not dead!

This was known to all members of the family. In their tribe, the demise of the body was not the true death, but the dissipation of the soul. This was why their tribe had a terrible reputation in the area of ​​the Saha mainland. Because once there was a war with them, after a defeat, not only would you be killed, even your soul wouldn't be able to escape.

According to Abu's detection, Old Morgan was still alive.

Combined with Tang Qi's remarks now, the conclusion was about to come out.

Perhaps Old Morgan had an accident while practicing witchcraft, which caused his body to collapse. At the last moment, he attached his soul to a witchcraft item, and then explained to this ignorant teenager that he must give the mystical object to Abu.

In this way, the family could be reunited again.

At the same time, they would also get a lot of property.

On the other end of the receiver, the voice of kindness and consolation sounded from the "ignorant" teenager.

"Originally I wanted to go to you in person, but I am a resident student now, and I can't leave the school until the holidays arrive, so I'll ask my servant Kardo to pack up Old Morgan's belongings and send them to you in the evening. By the way, there's also a gift from our Tang family. After all, Old Morgan has served our family for a long time. "

"By the way, do you know about Mr. Kardo? Old Morgan may have told you about him, I hope you will not be intimidated by him."

"We know him!"

Georgina replied quickly.

They did know Kardo. Old Morgan had talked about it with his family. After all, among the few servants of the Tang family, Kardo was the most conspicuous. Because he was ugly, it seemed that he had suffered an accident that caused disfigurement when he was a child, so he wrapped his face with white bandages every day, only showing a pair of eyes.

Everyone in the family, including the two sisters, showed a trace of contempt when they heard what Tang Qi said.

They just seemed to be an ordinary black family on the surface. But inside, each of them received special education from Samra, and were bloodthirsty and cruel. If they lived as they used to in the Saha continent, their surroundings would've been in chaos, with countless casualties.

Of course, they themselves would soon be killed by the official forces.

"Very good, then that's it. I'll visit you on the day off."

"Click"

After spitting out the last sentence, Tang Qi hung up the phone.

He slowly stood up and looked out to the sky. It was early in the morning and the whole city was waking up.

In the past, Tang Qi was supposed to prepare breakfast, then go to school, or perform the duties of a police consultant.

But today, everything was different.

"Let's begin!"

Tang Qi said quietly in his heart, then he went straight to the second floor.

An entire day's time was enough for him to adjust his state and prepare some things.

...

In the evening, Black Orange Street, Bronx District.

With the sound of galloping, a carriage appeared at the corner of the street, and looking at the dark sky, the coachman said nervously, "Guest, we've arrived."

Half of his nervousness was due to being in the Bronx area, and half of it was due to the guest on this trip, a very strange guest.

"Next time, I won't be greedy for money anymore."

The driver felt an uncontrollable fear in his heart, while counseling himself that he could earn double rewards on this trip, which was why he entered the Bronx District this late at night.

Just as he was lost in various fantasies and conjectures, a tall figure came down from the carriage.

This figure came over and handed over a few silver coins.

The driver hurriedly collected it, and he accidentally saw a face wrapped in bandages under the hat of the guest again. His heart trembled violently and he almost dropped the silver coins on the ground. After collecting the fare, the driver quickly bid farewell to the guest and drove the carriage away.

Tang Qi was very satisfied with the coachman's reaction.

His dress today was indeed imitating a former family servant Kardo.

At this time, his appearance, height, and temperament were completely different from before, even if Sally or Stana, who were familiar with him here, it was difficult to recognize him.

Listening to the sound of galloping, Tang Qi turned silently and walked into a dirty street in front of him.

Soon, he stood at the gap between two small buildings. In front of him was a wooden house that seemed to be constructed carelessly, and the house number was 440 Black Orange Street.

"Knock ~"

Tang Qi raised his hand and just knocked on the door. The wooden door in front of him opened with a creak, and a gust of bone-chilling wind blew out.

It blew off the hat on Tang Qi's head, revealing the bandages all over his face. If he did not "involuntarily" shiver out of fear, his image at this time should be more deterrent.

"Is anyone there?"

"I am Kardo, I am looking for Abu."

Tang Qi walked into the dark wooden house with a little flinch and hesitation. It was an extremely messy and stinky room.

Inside, there were mystical objects everywhere, including sticky columns, black lacquered tables, uneven and mottled floors. Some things were stacked in the corners, which looked like handcrafted works, but each one vaguely released malicious fluctuations.

The most disgusting things were probably the dishes on the table, which were mainly red and black paste-like food residues. Occasionally one or two small bones and some curly hairs could be seen.

After turning a corner, Tang Qi saw that at the end of the wooden house, the bed and several chairs were filled with people.

Led by a thin black man in the middle, it was a family.

Tang Qi just stood still, and before he could open his mouth, the two sisters, who he had only seen in the photos, ran towards him at the same time like two fat wild boars.