Chapter 3305

When Shiler drove away from the reservoir, he felt as if someone was watching him. He thought Batman had discovered him, but he couldn't see any signs of a tailing car from the rearview mirror.

Shiler pretended he hadn't discovered anything and drove calmly into the city center. After circling the city center, he came to the coffee shop next to the building at the original site of the municipal building.

Although the decoration of this building had been dismantled, the location was good after all. It hadn't been long before a new renovation team entered. Looking at what the busy renovation workers were carrying, it looked like some company had bought it to be an office building.

Shiler was originally just waiting for the fish to take the bait, and looking at the scenery outside the window was just to pass the time. But soon he discovered that the sign on the truck being carried down had a familiar logo.

Two circles on the outside, four arrows pointing inward in the middle, and the Latin word "Order" written in the middle. Isn't this the Ordain medical equipment production company?

Shiler put down the coffee cup in his hand and focused on watching the renovation workers coming and going outside the window. He thought, this Ordain company has some strength. The Lower East Side is in such a mess now, renovation workers are not easy to find, and porters, truck drivers, and cleaners are even harder to find. But the number of people here is not small, and it is clearly operating at full capacity.

Ordain taking down the original municipal building couldn't be a coincidence. Shiler was thinking when he saw a figure walk into the coffee shop and stand in front of the bar to order.

Shiler glanced at it casually and quickly withdrew his gaze, continuing to stare at the construction site opposite. Because he discovered that the workers currently moving things didn't look like locals of Cat Getan.

To talk about their behavior, it didn't look like anything special; after all, they were just moving things, and there was no way to move them into a flower. But what made Shiler feel somewhat puzzled was that there were quite a few rednecks inside.

That is, physically very red, very typical rednecks, the skin exposed outside was red. Sometimes when they raised their hands, there were uneven tan lines under their sleeves.

It is impossible for Cat Getan to have such rednecks, because the sunlight here is barely enough to make vampires feel unwell, and the ultraviolet intensity cannot reach that high. Working outside all day, at most you sweat a little, and it is impossible to get sunburned.

But judging from the skin condition of some of the workers outside, they should have just come from a city with very strong ultraviolet rays.

Shiler first thought of Metropolis, but quickly denied this possibility. Because Metropolis's income level is similar to Cat Getan's, the city scale is large enough, and there is no such thing as having no work. The local porters work locally, so there is no need to travel thousands of miles to Cat Getan to work.

Then the most likely one is Blüdhaven. This small seaside town is far less developed than Cat Getan, and the salary might only be half of Cat Getan's, but it is close enough to Cat Getan, and every household has relatives in Cat Getan. The most migrant workers in Cat Getan come from Blüdhaven.

This Ordain company actually went to Blüdhaven to recruit people, which can be considered a different path. However, this might also have something to do with them not being on the arrest list. Those bosses who were fleeing in panic couldn't spare their hands to find outsiders.

In fact, compared to the upper class that is fragile and vulnerable, Shiler really prefers to deal with this kind of mastermind hidden deep, such as the Hydra of the past.

One plan after another popped up in Shiler's mind, and he didn't notice a figure walking toward him. It wasn't until the person sat opposite him that he looked up.

A black-haired man with a tuft of red and white hair on his forehead was sitting opposite him with a coffee cup.

What was his name? Shiler recalled, Jason Blood? Whatever.

Shiler stood up, smiled, and said, "I just finished drinking, I wish you a pleasant afternoon, sir."

After speaking, he put down the cup and was about to leave.

"Wait," the man hurriedly called out to him. He said, "I am the priest of St. Marino Church, Jason Blood. Can I talk to you?"

At this time, Shiler saw a Bentley bypass the building opposite and stop at the back door. Someone entered the elevator from the back door of the building. He couldn't care what Blood was saying to him and walked out quickly.

Blood could only follow him helplessly.

Shiler went around the side of the building, but just then a truck carrying furniture drove past his side, blocking his view. By the time he walked to the back door, the Bentley had already driven away, and the gate had already closed.

Under normal circumstances, this wouldn't stop Shiler; he could turn into gray mist and infiltrate. But he happened to have Blood following him. Shiler didn't want to show his extraordinary abilities in front of this demon.

So he had to stop at the back door, turn to look at Blood, and say, "Mr. Priest, what is the matter?"

"Uh, I just..."

Before Blood could finish speaking, Shiler saw two people walk out of the side door. He hurriedly stood against the wall, stood under the porch of the back door, and leaned out to look at the situation outside the side door.

The two people who came down were wearing Ordain company uniforms, looking a bit like scientists. They had a small conflict with the renovation workers, seemingly because something was broken during the moving process.

After eavesdropping for a while, Shiler confirmed two things: first, the medical equipment produced by this Ordain company must have problems; second, they seemed confident that such problems would not be discovered.

Because these two scientists directly asked the renovation workers to pull the equipment to the scrap yard, without avoiding people, but also without explicitly saying what exactly was broken. For this, they didn't even want the insurance compensation.

Shiler thought for a while and called Catwoman and said, "Help me keep an eye on a small van with the tail number 033, the body is blue. Help me see where the car finally went and what goods were unloaded. If possible, help me buy that thing, I'll pay you later."

After hanging up the phone, he immediately called Ruth and said, "Are the drug researchers you found earlier still in the laboratory? Let them find a way to apply for a job at the Ordain company."

"What? No positions? Don't worry, there will be soon."

Shiler put down his phone and was just about to walk out when he was grabbed by Blood. Shiler sighed and said, "I know you want to tell me some important historical information now, but history is not important at all. We have to focus on the present. I have very important things to do now, can you please let me go first?"

Blood was obviously choked. He tried to speak again, but Shiler interrupted him again, saying, "If you can't give me the information I'm interested in within three seconds, we'll part ways here."

Blood said helplessly, "I know the ins and outs of this company called Ordain. My house is next door, let's go in and talk in detail."

Shiler nodded with satisfaction.

Blood took him to the end of Bourbon Street. He snapped his fingers, and the end appeared as a street. He didn't care about Shiler's reaction, just wanted to take him in quickly to prevent him from going back on his word.

Shiler followed Blood into that street and walked into the pharmacy opposite. It looked unremarkable, but there was a different world inside.

Very typical Scottish-style decoration, dark oak floors with red carpets, two soft armchairs in front of the warm fireplace, whiskey on the wooden coffee table, and two books on the small table next to it.

Blood walked over first and sat in one of the armchairs. Shiler looked at the decoration here and said, "This is too suitable for arrogance. Should I call him out to talk to you?"

Blood revealed a puzzled expression, clearly not understanding what Shiler was talking about. Shiler sighed and sat down, then said, "This kind of decoration atmosphere is like telling me that you are a person who plans to talk nonsense for ten hours first, mix the truth into hundreds of thousands of words of completely unimportant historical data, tell me in 24 installments, and then ask me to write 20 papers to publish my feelings."

Blood coughed straight from the wine he had just swallowed. He barely smoothed his breath and said, "I think you have some misunderstanding about me. I am a Protestant, not a Catholic priest living in the Victorian era."

"Meaning you have indeed done this before."

Blood revealed an somewhat awkward expression, but Shiler waved his hand and said, "If you really want to do this, I can find you a chat companion, guaranteed to be better at chatting than you. But I believe you don't want to waste time either, right?"

Blood looked at Shiler deeply and said, "Of course, our time is very precious, let's not continue talking nonsense."

"You said you know the ins and outs of the Ordain company, can you talk about it?" Shiler actually wasn't ready to face Blood yet, because he didn't know what this demon was afraid of. But anyway, the other party took the initiative to find him, so it's better to get some information; if he can't get it, forget it. He is still more interested in Ordain now.

"The name of this company comes from the Latin word 'Order', and the company headquarters is in London. This is all information that is easy to find. But regarding the predecessor of this company, the public knows little. It was actually founded in the late 16th century and was originally a factory producing agricultural machinery."

"In the early 17th century, the founder of this factory joined a church named the Order of St. Dumas and renamed his family's enterprise 'Ordain'. With the development of the times, this company grew stronger and stronger until it became a leader in the medical equipment production industry."

"However, just relying on the family that founded the factory, this could not be achieved. The Order of St. Dumas contributed a lot to it, and even now the two have inextricable connections."

Shiler leaned on the back of the sofa, crossed one leg over the other, and thought about what Blood said. He of course knew that Ordain and the Order of St. Dumas were inseparable. It seemed that Blood didn't reveal any new information, but in fact, Shiler understood his implication.

Blood was saying that there was no Ordain at all; this company was completely a puppet of the Order of St. Dumas. Whatever the Order of St. Dumas wanted them to do, they would do.

This is still quite interesting. The Order of St. Dumas is obviously much more restrained than Hydra, and doesn't use its own name to do things; it doesn't seem to be keen on making the name of a terrorist organization famous, but rather secretly causing trouble.

This may also be influenced by the place of origin. Hydra's place of origin, Germany, is a defeated country in World War II, but England is a victorious country. The terrorist organization that appeared here has the full capacity to wash itself white and go public; the Order of St. Dumas seems to have done a good job.

Shiler had a rough plan in his mind. He finally looked at Blood somewhat seriously and said, "I've roughly figured out the questions I want to know. What do you want to ask me?"

Blood obviously hesitated for a while and said, "Who exactly are you? What is that capsule you brought out?"

(End of chapter)