On the fair and sunny plains, a smoke-belching train sped past, startling the birds nesting in the weeds.
The old-fashioned train, the emerald-green grassland, and the mountains of varying heights in the distance made the entire scene as beautiful as a painting. In this era, coal was the train's only source of power. If one watched at night, one could see large patches of sparks spraying from the train's smokestack, making it look like a special effect from a movie.
Su Xiao leaped onto the last carriage. After observing it, he found that the train had fifteen carriages in total. Excluding the engine and coal car at the front, only thirteen carriages carried passengers. The witch named Mira was somewhere among those thirteen carriages, but exactly which one remained unknown.
Su Xiao could not rashly sense the witch's whereabouts now. He was in the dark, while the enemy was out in the open. He could not waste such a good opportunity.
With that in mind, Su Xiao leaped down from the carriage roof. D appeared in his hand. He inserted it at his waist, covered it with his coat, then pushed open the rear door of the last carriage and stepped inside.
The entire carriage was about three meters wide. The last carriage was empty, with no seats at all. Wooden crates of various sizes stood along both sides, leaving a passageway down the middle.
The moment Su Xiao entered the last carriage, a shotgun was aimed at him. It was the guard inside.
Traveling by train was convenient and fast, but communication was extremely backward in this era. Robbing trains was therefore an excellent business. Over time, the train attendants had all been replaced by burly men, each carrying a gun.
The shotgun was lowered as soon as it