My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 897

It was not a room, but somewhat like a platform. Not far away parked an old rail train.

Next to the train, there was a wooden chair which also seemed quite old.

When Florence saw these things, she felt a bit in a daze, as if she had traveled back to decades ago.

“This is just a transit station,” Ernest explained. “The place we are going is not here. We have to take a train there.”

He looked towards the small old rail train.

The train was at least a hundred years old. Whether it could still function remained a question.

It should be replaced long ago.

But why was it still here now? It seemed that if they wanted to go to the secret chamber, they had to take this train.

Noticing Ernest’s line of sight, Seth explained in a respectful manner, “The vault starts from here. If we don’t take the train to get there, we will trigger some cunning device. Even if we have blood as the key, we can’t open the vault. Since the vault had not been opened for more than a hundred years, the train also remained unmoved because any operation might destroy the mechanic arrangement inside, causing damage to the vault. We can only send people from time to time to overhaul and maintain it so that it can continue to function when necessary. Mr. Hawkins, when you open the vault, later, you can refurbish this road and replace this train with a more convenient vehicle.”

So it turned out that two generations of the Turner family were destined to do two different things separately: one generation for opening the treasury, and the other for setting the mechanism.

Ernest nodded, holding Florence and walking towards the train.

At the same time, he whispered to her and laughed, “It’s an antique. Sit on it to feel the old times.”

She was truly a bit nervous and exciting.

The train was indeed an antique old enough to be placed in a museum for exhibition.

But she could sit on it and feel it. How nice!

Theodore looked at Gideon with a sullen gaze, and got on the train gloomily.

Gideon came last.

When he was near the train, Seth, who was standing by the train, said to him with a seemingly smile, “Mr. Harris, get on the train carefully. It is too old. If you touch it carelessly, it may break down. If we can’t go into the vault because of the train damage, none of us can afford to take the responsibility.”

His words seemed to be a kind reminder, if one could ignore his threatening tone.

Gideon's face stiffened and he nodded with a reluctant smile. “Okay, I will be careful.”

He knew quite clear that Seth was warning him not to have any extra thoughts about the vault.

Even if he could come in this time, he could not go any further next time without the key to drive the train.

And the key to the train was with Theodore.

The little rail train started and slowly moved forward.

The train rumbled and creaked slowly forward, only a little faster than walking. Apparently, it was too old.

Florence sat on it nervously, feeling that it might accidentally come to an unexpected stop due to its shabby condition.

She held Ernest, whispering to his ears, “Are you gonna fix this road and replace this train?”

“I may if I have the mood,” he replied casually.

Since he did not lower his voice, Theodore also heard it.

Instantly, Theodore became even gloomier.

Now that the vault was open, they would come in and out of it often in the future. But the train was so old, it wouldn't last long.

If Ernest did not replace the train, sooner or later it would break down. In that case, they would not be able to enter the treasury.