"Don't worry, old man, I know how to keep a low profile better than you, and I will be more cautious."
Wu Ke comforted Bozhuo Kasti. When he went out to do some righteous things, he always wore a mask. grab, grab, grab
Moreover, when lurking into certain crime locations that may appear to be dangerous, they do so quietly. When committing crimes...
Well, before carrying out justice, the site will be cleaned up. Most people will not even notice his intrusion and will be knocked unconscious.
Bodrokasty wanted to refute and complain that the other party came and went in and out of those large mines and the homes of some high-ranking Ursus officials, just like going in and out of public toilets, but after finishing speaking, the boy had already brushed his mind. flew away.
He had no choice but to give up, called a certain black armored shield guard under his command, and ordered: "Go and conduct a census to find out the identities and skills of the people we rescued before they were forced to become miners."
"yes."
After the black-armored shield guards went down, Bodrokas sat at the desk and rubbed his brows. Since the size of the guerrillas increased to nearly five times the number of people, he felt that his management was becoming more and more incompetent.
To describe it in one sentence, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, but the team with complex thoughts is becoming more and more difficult to lead.
He picked up a pamphlet on the table and flipped through it. It described what the political commissar should do, such as inspiring people and calming people's emotions, but Bodrokasti always felt that there was something missing in it.
What exactly is it?
Bozokas put aside the pamphlet he had read and sat at the table for a long time. After a shield guard came in and said that another group of infected miners rescued from the small mine were brought here, He was a little stunned.
"This only tells people not to resent people too much who have not harmed themselves, and the future will be better tomorrow.
But it does not tell people how to make the guerrilla group with more and more people embrace a better future in a harsh environment like the snowfield..."
No, it's not so much that there is no specific method, but rather that this specific method has nothing to do with most of the ordinary infected people who were rescued.
Because only a few people actually implement the rescue plan, the beauty the young man said has a meaning that saving you has nothing to do with you. It is like a kind of help given by God to people with miserable fate...
Bodrokas frowned. This old man didn't believe in fate, and he was slightly repulsed by charity-like help.
Because some people will not be grateful for this. On the contrary, they may stab the person who saved them from the back at a critical moment.
In the past, guerrillas have been betrayed by rescued infected people, resulting in losses.
Although in the end, due to his strong personal strength, this loss was not allowed to expand, but it was still a big lesson.
Therefore, the Bozokas did not pay nothing for the infected, and established the rules in the original guerrillas.
But now, these rules are somewhat broken, because there is simply not that much work in the guerrilla strongholds that can be done by the concentrated infected miners.
Nowadays, many infected miners work on shifts, but those who do not work on shifts can also receive daily rations of some necessary daily necessities.
In a harsh environment, the old man felt that it was not good to give the infected people a kind of generous treatment to support them.
Maybe it won't be visible for a short time, but over time, it will easily breed in people's hearts or maybe it will.
Looking at the pamphlet at hand, Bodrokas made up his mind and decided to give that boy a warning!
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Night began to cover the northern border, and Wu Ke returned to the mobile city where the Marquis Mansion was located.
"We are from the city guard. Open the warehouse door. We want to check the contents inside."
"But inside are all the goods that Baron Duoqi requested..."
"Valuable items have been stolen from the Marquis Mansion. Any goods that are to be shipped out of the city must undergo necessary inspections. Are you planning to disobey the city lord, the Marquis?"
"No, how could it be? Come here, open the warehouse door quickly and let some sergeants inspect it!"
It can be seen that the city is already under martial law, and some soldiers from the city guard are searching various areas of the city.
There are also some soldiers from the city guard guarding the city gate, and all cargo boxes that can contain large items will inevitably be opened for inspection.
Wu Ke had this idea. The response speed of this mobile city was much faster than the response speed of some previous fixed cities. Perhaps it was because the big shots in the city were the victims.
However, for a SB who can fly, this kind of strict investigation does not pose any threat to him, and it does not even have any impact. Taking advantage of the night, Wu Ke knew the way and flew into the center of the mobile city. In the palace of the Marquis.
There are several soldiers guarding the garden, and the traces of his visit have not been cleaned up yet.
. . . .
"That's the garden you managed for me, Wilt. All the flowers and plants in it were frozen to death and turned into ice strips. Did you see that?"
"I saw it, my lord."
"Why don't you freeze yourself to death?"
"..."
Marquis Nikonov had returned and was getting angry with his garden steward in the house.
In front of me, the middle-aged steward was scolded like a grandson. Even though a lot of saliva was sprayed on his face, he didn't dare to wipe it off.
"Your Majesty the Marquis, the messengers of Viscount Normans and Earl Carter are outside asking for an audience."
"Why did those two messengers come together?"
Marquis Nikonov finally stopped losing his temper, frowned at the attendant who came in to report, and waved his hand.
"Let the messenger come in with him."
After saying that, Marquis Nikonov looked at the garden steward next to him. Although he knew that the theft of the environmental control device in the garden was probably not the steward's fault, he still snorted in an unhappy mood: "Get out of here too. , if the thief cannot be caught, you will clean the toilet from now on!"
The garden steward exited, and two messengers who looked down upon each other were brought in.
"Lord Nikonov."
"Your Majesty the Marquis."
Marquis Nikonov stopped the two from making some false gestures. The theft in the garden annoyed him. He suspected that there was a thief in the Marquis's mansion. Since others could steal the devices in the garden, it would be unreasonable to steal his life. question.
Marquis Nikonov was a little annoyed: "If your master has anything to do, just tell him here, as long as he doesn't cause unnecessary conflicts over some trivial matters."
Grab, grab, grab. The two messengers looked at each other. The messenger of Viscount Normans complained first: "Earl Carter and other old parties hired thieves to steal a large amount of wealth from the city of Lord Viscount Normans."
"This is purely a frame-up." Not to be outdone, Earl Carter's messenger quickly said what the Earl wanted to say: "It was Viscount Normans who directed and acted in conjunction with the New Party and others in order to seize property that did not belong to him. It’s a drama, using the excuse of stolen wealth to occupy Karnes City, and using this to frame the Earl, the Earl is the victim.”
Party fights, party fights again, the fight between the old and the new parties in the north is nothing new. Marquis Nikonov rubbed his eyebrows. He was worried about the theft case in the garden. Now he really doesn’t want to deal with such nonsense. .
It wasn't until the two messengers greeted each other's families in Usassian style that Marquis Nikonov heard familiar words and suddenly became energetic.
"The nickname of the thief you mentioned is 'Vault Thief'?"
"Yes, Lord Marquis, this is the nickname given to him by Lord Viscount Normans. What's wrong?"
嘘戅variety show literature Kazo&#戅. Marquis Nikonov said with a gloomy face: "It seems that this matter must be dealt with seriously!"
The two messengers looked at each other in confusion. They had arrived at this mobile city in advance, so they did not know that the factions they represented were now fighting behind them.
Of course, Nikonov didn't know, but he was preparing to step in and get involved in this matter.
. . . .
"Damn thief, don't let me, Wilt, meet you, otherwise, I will make you look good!"
The garden steward was walking on the stone path inside the Marquis' Mansion, and the saliva on his face had been wiped clean after he came out.
At this moment, the garden steward was cursing and waving his fist in the air to vent his dissatisfaction.
It was obviously not his fault that the environmental control device in the garden was stolen. He was obviously just a gardener taking care of the flowers. Why did he still have to take responsibility for this? He might even be assigned to clean the toilets because of it.
"Hello, Mr. Garden Steward, I would like to ask you a question."
Suddenly, a voice came from behind Wilt.
"What?"
Wilt turned around subconsciously, and saw a black and red face mask, very close at hand.
"you……"
Before Wilt could even scream in surprise, he received a knife blow on his neck.
He rolled his eyes and fainted.
Seeing the fainted person, Wu Ke was a little embarrassed.
I have used this trick of hitting people with a knife a lot, and just now I habitually knocked them unconscious.
However, it's not a big problem.
After thinking about it, Wu Ke picked up this person.
He found an inconspicuous location and flew out of the Marquis Mansion with his people.
Not long after, Wilt woke up and found himself in a dark room.
"Why am I here?"
"You fainted just now. I brought you here."
"Who's there?"
Wilt immediately stared at the darkness on the left, with a nervous look on his face.
Wu Ke was a little depressed. The echo effect of this random unmanned room was a bit strong. When he spoke in it, his voice seemed to come from all directions. He had to pat the other person on the shoulder to remind him that he was actually behind him.
Wilt was startled and sat down from the chair on the ground. He looked with some horror at the dark red face mask that emerged from the darkness behind.
To be honest, the effect is similar to turning around in a ghost movie and finding the evil ghost sticking out his tongue behind you.
"Who are you?"
Wilt kicked his legs, obviously he was a middle-aged man, but he acted like a helpless little girl.
"Ah, I am the evil treasury robber!"
Wu Ke introduced himself in an opera house exclamation.
"..."
The originally scary atmosphere was suddenly wiped out by this somewhat wrong line.
Wilt suddenly lost his fear, and instead felt a little angry. He glared and got up from the ground with a look like, 'Okay, it turns out it's you, the thief, and you dare to show up in front of me.'
I wanted to say some vulgar words about Ursus, but looking at the mask with a somewhat intimidating face, I thought that I was a kidnapped person.
In the end, the middle-aged manager just plucked up the courage and asked, "What do you want to do by bringing me here?"
"The truth is, after I got the environmental control device back, I found that I didn't know how to use it, so I ran back to look for the user manual. But I couldn't find the manual, so I contacted the person who managed the garden of the Marquis Mansion. You, I want to come and ask you how to use that equipment."
Wu Ke honestly confessed that he still felt sorry for this person. Although he thought that the Marquis was not a good person, the garden steward who worked in the other party's mansion was not necessarily a bad person.
When he took away the device in the garden, this person was somewhat implicated, especially when he heard the Marquis reprimanding this person in the room. He felt somewhat embarrassed, but that was all.
Wilt: "..."
Are all thieves so rampant nowadays?
If you don’t know how to use the stolen items, then you come back and ask the owner how to use them?
Although, he is not the owner of the environmental control device, Marquis Nikonov is!
"What would happen if I said I didn't know?"
Wilt asked.
"Don't worry, I'm not a good person."
The Messenger of Justice sometimes needs to play the bad guy, and investigating the Notsa incident gave him ample training.
Of course, if he faced real bad guys, he would immediately turn into a supervillain even worse than those bad guys and smash their heads off.
But if you are facing normal ordinary people, this image of a bad guy and a villain can only be used to intimidate and force those people to tell the truth.
This is a wonderful thing. Ordinary people will remain silent to righteous people under the aura of bad people, but they will honestly tell everything they know in front of even worse bad people.
This method of pretending to be a bad guy and asking questions has always worked. At this moment, the garden steward Wilt was frightened and quickly explained: "It's not that I don't want to say it, but that I really don't know."
"That is Victoria's device. I only know that specialized workers will come to the Marquis Mansion every three years for maintenance. As for other things, such as how to activate and use the device, I really don't know."
"It seems that Victoria wants to keep the technology secret, and the Marquis originally bought that thing to imitate it.
Even before the garden was established, the Marquis invited some research and development personnel to study that thing, but they all ended in failure. "
Wu Kedou was confused. To use something, do you need to know how it is made?
