Wu Ke looked at Xiboril. The female ensign's ears were perked up and her eyes were particularly shining.
The young man always felt that she had evil intentions, but this malice was probably not directed at the guerrillas.
However, he still subconsciously shook his hand, put his fist on the table, and asked: "The military advisor has an idea? Then don't be too pretentious. I like to be more direct."
[Then you are so direct! 】
Xiboril also saw the punch on the table. From what I heard, nearly three digits of violators were killed by it this month. It was considered a murder weapon. Her heart trembled a little, but she still forced herself. He said calmly: "We can lead the trouble of the treasury being stolen to those guys in the west!"
"Western side? Are you talking about the black factories and the old party forces behind them?"
Wu Ke frowned and quickly understood the situation. At the same time, he also thought of other deeper meanings. His eyes suddenly became sharp, and he looked at the eyes staring at Xiboril.
"Are you trying to get rid of the guerrillas? You used to have a leg to obtain supplies. Do you want your clan [Ennuo] to become the only leg of the guerrillas and the only channel to obtain survival supplies?"
A look of heartache appeared on the young man's face.
"I know that interests move people's hearts and money corrupts people, but I didn't expect you, Xiboril, to be so corrupted."
With a bang, the young man stood up, and the ice table in front of him was cracked open by his fist when he stood up.
"Wait, what do you want to do?"
Xiboril felt as if the word "Danger" appeared on his forehead.
"I will use the iron fist of justice to remind you of your original intention to assist me in helping the suffering people!"
[I have a damn original intention of helping you to help people in need! 】
"I have not forgotten my original intention. You should listen to my explanation."
"Now, don't speak. After I finish the beating, you can touch your conscience, think clearly, and then confess to me. So, die, Xiboril, and receive righteous re-education!"
Wu Ke raised his fist.
"Oops~"
Xiboril cried out in pain.
…
"The original leg of the guerrillas was a leg that had long been rotten and had evil intentions, right?"
"Um."
"Then this leg of mine [Ennuo] is a intact leg with a strong conscience, right?"
Wu Ke nodded, that's right. The materials transported by the Ennuo clan's leg are cheaper than those transported by the black factory caravan's leg. Just from the price, you can compare who has a conscience and who has a conscience. Another shady dealer.
"Then let me ask you, why can't we use a good leg that can be used as two to completely eliminate a black-hearted bad leg?!"
Xiboril asked with tears in his eyes while covering the swelling on his forehead.
"I'm doing this for your clan. I'm afraid that if you monopolize it, your heart will wander, forget everything, forget yourself, and then do something that you will regret for the rest of your life, so, so..."
"So, you vaccinated me in advance and slapped me, just to warn me not to float into the sky next to you?"
Wu Ke was hesitant and hesitant, as he always does when dealing with smart people. His actions could always be seen through by the other party, but he didn't do it quite authentically.
"Okay, I understand."
Xiboril rubbed the swelling on his forehead back and admitted.
"I do have the idea of fighting for the interests of the clan. I want to break the other leg of the guerrillas that transports supplies, so that the Snow Wolf Rider can become the only cargo carrier of the guerrillas."
"And the last thing I should do is not to discuss it with you openly, but instead plan to use tactics to turn this matter into a fait accompli. I'm sorry, I was wrong, SB leader!"
Xiboril realized his mistake and decisively admitted it.
After a pause, she asked again: "But, should we do something about blaming the old party in the black factory or not?"
"Do it, of course I have to do it."
In the recent black factory, some people are dissatisfied with the guerrillas' behavior of paying severance pay to infected people.
Because this prevented their black factory from recruiting new workers, Wu Ke went to the corner three days ago.
Those people are planning to deal with the guerrillas' move to distribute sufficient amounts of money to infected people in the future.
Originally, before those people went too far and challenged his bottom line, Wu Ke planned to take advantage of them.
But Xibolier came today to talk about setting the blame, but he gave him a good idea, asking the people of the new party to deal with the old party...
"However, there must be a charter for how to do it specifically. Do you have one?"
"have!"
Xiboril said decisively, she already knew how to break the other leg of the guerrillas and how to bring two conflicting forces into conflict.
After being vaccinated against floating by the young man, she honestly explained all these things in detail, and explained them clearly in a direct way without any plot.
"However, to catch a rapist in bed or to catch a thief and take the stolen goods, we have to take part of the stolen money."
Hiboril said.
Wu Ke was a little embarrassed. The money was all [charitable money] that he had worked hard to help the poor.
"It's okay, just take out the marked ones."
"mark?"
"Am I not always responsible for investigating part of the treasury matter?"
Xiboril took out a bottle of reagent.
"This thing is a special odorant. It is a special thing that only our Ennuo family can smell and judge."
Wu Ke took the reagent and smelled it. Ordinary people might not be able to smell it, but his sense of smell was no worse than Xiboril's wolf nose. He frowned: "Why does it smell like urine?"
Xibo Lier: "..."
"Because this stuff is made from processed urine."
she said.
Wu Ke: "..."
He looked at the female second lieutenant with a strange look.
"Don't think blindly, this is not my urine, but the urine of a snow wolf cub."
"The urine of snow wolf pups, after being processed by our clan's special technology, appears to be colorless and odorless. Only us who are used to living with snow wolves and the direwolf Luper can tell, and this is not my clan. What every clan member inside can do, only the tamers who take care of the snow wolves can do it.”
"You stole again... After robbing the rich, I tampered with some of the property in the vault. Viscount Normans and the master who promised me to do this are both aware of this matter. Now I want to take it back." It’s time to foreshadow!”
Wu Ke: "..."
I didn't expect Xibolil to be so professional. If these things were not explained clearly, even if he did smell some abnormal smell when taking away the property, he would not regard this smell as a kind of tracker.
"And the trap I intend to cause conflicts is right here."
On the spread out map of the snowfield, Hibberil pointed to a city called Karnes and said that it was the intersection of the territory of another earl and Viscount Normans. That earl was the representative of the old party forces in the north. He is also one of the shareholders behind the black factory.
"There is a large underground casino in this city, which is the money-making force of Earl Carter. And the behavior of that casino is fine if you don't owe money, but if you owe money and can't pay it for the time being, the behavior is unscrupulous... …”
Beating, smashing, and looting are the basics. It is even more common to obtain human labor through debts and engage in some kind of X-trading like slave trading. What's more, some debts that mean nothing but a life will be taken away. People are sold to some drug research institutions as guinea pigs.
In short, it is a place with no bottom line and tempting depravity. Although the guy who hangs out in that kind of place cannot be called a good person in itself.
However, it happens to be a place where the blame is placed, and the guy opposite will not be allowed to say some objectionable words...
Xibo Lier has a lot of understanding of Wu Ke's style. Not all bad guys will get approval to take advantage of him.
In this person's mind, there seem to be different levels of bad guys, and the other party will use different attitudes to treat bad guys with different situations. To sum up, if the little evil is beaten up, the big evil may choose Get rid of it.
"My idea is that you put the stolen money in, and then I will lead people to seal down the place. At that time, Viscount Normans, who had so much money stolen, and Carter, who was directly robbed of his gold by me, Earl, the two guys will definitely fight and settle old and new grudges together!"
"Then can I just exchange the smelly money with the tasteless money?"
"That's okay, but it's not a perfect frame-up. The most perfect frame-up should be traceable, giving some inducing evidence to make others think that place is a group of treasury thieves, who are specifically responsible for helping. The power of money laundering. Listen to me, jiliguala, jiliguala..."
Xibolier, the dog-headed strategist, is like an old sow wearing a condom, one after another. Even if a real detective came over, it would be difficult to detect her method of framing the blame, but she is very insidious. .
Wu Ke kept nodding his head as he listened, looking like he suddenly realized something. However, he was contaminated by Xiboril's insidious thoughts, and his whole temperament gradually became darker, and he even put forward his own new opinions.
. . . .
Two days later, the weather was clear and sunny, but it was rare good weather here in the north.
The city of Karns is as noisy and prosperous as ever, but the grandeur on the surface is completely inconsistent with the filth underneath.
If you didn't know the inside story, it would be difficult for someone who just came here to associate this prosperous place with a sinful gambling city.
During the day, this gambling city is already in operation. Above is a bustling shopping street, and underground is something that makes your heart beat faster and feels extremely exciting.
Of course, I'm not talking about some X trading places here. Those places opened later, and now the casino is open for only two hours a day.
"Master Cthulhu, please come inside."
A girl with real bunny ears wearing one-piece stockings warmly entertained a young man wearing a black hat and black cat ears. I heard he was from a Victorian businessman family.
The other party only came to Karnes City recently, and in just two days, this person became a celebrity in the gambling city here.
After all, a person who can gamble with a small amount of money within two days is not someone who can be easily ignored, even for a casino with an astonishing monthly turnover.
The croupier at the gaming table had a bright smile on his face when he saw a young man carrying a Sakaz escort carrying a black leather bag walking towards him.
And some gamblers who lost money in the casino also looked good because they saw an unlucky guy who was more unlucky than themselves and lost more.
"Are you still playing dice, comparing the big and small, a round of 250,000?"
the female dealer asked.
"No, I'm leaving this city and going back to Victoria soon, so this time I'm here to make a final comeback. It's 250,000 per game. When can I win back the 50 million I lost here?
So, this time I want five million per game. If I lose, I will leave directly. If I win, I will get my money back with profits! "
The young man waved his hand, and Sakaz, who was wearing sunglasses, expressionlessly dropped the black leather bag in his hand on the table with a bang.
With a bang, stacks of brand new Longmen coins were poured out, attracting the attention of the people around. It could be clearly noticed that the eyes of the gamblers around them turned red and their breathing became rapid.
"I'm sorry, Master Cthulhu, I can't make the decision on the five million round. I have to ask for instructions from above."
"Then hurry up and don't waste my time."
The female dealer quickly invited a male dealer.
"Master Cthulhu, my name is..."
"Don't talk nonsense, I don't care what your name is, as long as you can play the game."
The young man was very domineering and didn't care what his name was.
The male dealer was not angry and took out a new set of dice betting equipment.
"Wow, wow, wow..."
The male dealer began to roll the dice.
The young Cthulhu, or Wu Ke, who pretended to be the young master of a wealthy businessman in Victoria, lost money in this casino within two days, losing all the money marked by Xiboril.
Today, he wants to win all the unmarked money. Winning money by gambling is extremely simple for him. It is easier than robbing money. To be honest, if he had known about such a good place, maybe Wu Ke I came here to withdraw money a long time ago.
"Place your bet, big or small?"
The male dealer put down the dice and smiled politely.
As soon as his clairvoyant eyes were opened, the young man smiled widely.
Got five million...
Unlike the previous two days where he had been losing money, his 'luck' seemed to be very good today. He had seven consecutive games, except in the seventh game when he was tampered with by the male croupier who was sweating on his forehead. After he put down the dice, He knew what method he had used to flip the dice and change the points, but he had already won six consecutive games.
In the eighth round, Wu Ke lost again. After careful observation, he found that there was nothing wrong with the dice gambling equipment, but the male dealer.
The other party seemed to be an infected person as well. When the dice changed faces and the lid of the gambling dice was lifted, a weak energy wave emitted from his hand.
So, when the cover was about to be opened in the ninth game, Wu Ke called for a stop and pointed to the bunny-eared girl next to him: "I want her to open the cover."
