The dusk in Tania is as deep and dry as ever. Even though the summer has passed, the temperature here is still abnormally dull, baking every guard around, as if it had just rained heavily the night before. It didn't work at all. ??It seemed that they were affected by this, and the soldiers patrolling around gradually became anxious, as if everything here had become far away, making it difficult for people to stay, not to mention the feeling in the heart of a fat man who was afraid of the heat. Feel it.
"Don't be like this, brother, the principality is in crisis, and everyone needs to contribute." So he wiped the sweat from his head again: "Don't look at us with hatred, we are not bad people... …”
"If you answer my question just now, then I will take back my thoughts temporarily." Duan Qing said without hesitation: "Give me an answer, or..."
"I got it?"
"No, no, absolutely not." Fatty waved his hands with sweat on his face: "We don't know the whereabouts of you adventurers at all. That is really difficult for us. You just disappeared without any trouble. We followed you for several times. I haven’t followed up every time, and I have given up on such a plan long ago...ah no no no no, we have never had such an idea, hahahaha!"
It means players will go offline if nothing happens... Duan Qing thought to himself, but still maintained the impatient expression of frowning on his face.
"Anyway, in short... the idea of luring you here is simply nonsense. We don't even know what happened that night, so how could we know that you came to the hospital! The news that the Speaker was hospitalized here was originally closed. Yes, except for a few parliamentarians and important officials of the principality, no more people know about this... Could it be Connelly from Cabinburg who told you?"
"...He's a drunkard." Duan Qing replied in a low voice, "Rex told me."
"What? How is that possible?" The fat man immediately screamed: "How could he know such a thing?"
"He heard the rumors about the Walia Tavern." Duan Qing stared at the other party's face: "And the Walia Tavern... is the territory of Hank's men."
"A warrior's home? Impossible!" Fatty jumped up: "They are provoking! It is a crime! They are blatantly violating the promise we made! We will never let them go! Don't worry, uh..."
He retracted his passionate words and looked at the joking gaze cast across him: "There are rumors in the tavern. It is a normal thing. Why are you... so excited? You still insist that it is a warrior's home. What did you do?"
"Because... uh..."
"No, they didn't do it." Before the fat man could give a result, Duan Qing shook his head and analyzed: "Hank has been giving us benefits recently. It can be seen that he has some own purposes, so he wants to Win over us adventurers. This position is the same as yours, and they have no reason to destroy the trend you have created... Am I right?"
"...That seems to be the case."
"The final result of the news is correct, but there is no problem in the Valia Tavern. If I take my original assumption as the premise, then the one who may have problems in the end... is Rex." Duan Qing showed a gloomy expression Smile: "Judging from your performance just now... this is very likely, because you seem to be eager to get rid of the blame. This mentality... is almost the mentality of a murderer."
"Is he... someone from your intelligence department?" Duan Qing stared into Fatty's eyes again: "Have you created such a plan?"
"..."
Just as Duan Qing imagined, the man named Lux Yang finally lowered his head and fell into a kind of silence that matched the dusk. But not long after, the fat man raised his head again, and a strange smile beyond Duan Qing's imagination appeared on his round pancake-like face: "You...what did you just say? Rex Are they my men?"
"...What, what's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"
"Hahahaha! Ahhahahaha!"
A huge and loud laugh suddenly burst out from the fat man's mouth, and then gradually spread as he slapped the wall, as if he wanted everyone who heard the laughter to understand what he was feeling at this time. Feeling. However, such laughter naturally confused Duan Qing in front of him. A group of guards patrolling nearby were also attracted by such laughter a moment later: "Hey! You two..."
call--
The dust mixed with the whistling in the air suddenly disappeared from Duan Qing's eyes, and then the figure of the fat man appeared in front of the guard. He looked back and saw the fat man who was still laughing wildly blocked in front of the group of guards in an instant, and then accepted the nods and bows from the group of guards while laughing wildly, and then returned to Duan Qing: "Hahahahaha... ...You, you are very promising, how about it? Do you want to come to our intelligence office?"
"What, what a mess..."
Patting away the fat hand belonging to the fat man, Duan Qing asked inexplicably: "Let's not talk about the problem just now, how can the Intelligence Department actually allow adventurers to join?"
"Of course, of course not..." Finally he stopped his exaggerated laughter, and the fat man gasped hard to calm his already disordered breathing: "But... we can discuss it, there are no rules that cannot be broken. Yes, right? If you do it well, maybe you can really turn Rex into my subordinate?"
"...If I guess wrong, just tell me why you are making such a big fuss."
Shaking his head helplessly, Duan Qing muttered a few words to himself, then raised his head again, trying to bring the conversation back to the normal course: "That means... he is not a part of your plan?"
"What's the plan? I told you not to guess so many weird things..." The fat man answered, holding his stomach: "Do you think... we have to sacrifice our own fortress just to trick someone? "
"..."
"The battle at Fars Fortress obviously echoed the attack here." Fatty explained with his belly drawn: "Although it was a little different from what we expected, the final result was similar - we did secretly send A lot of people were left to defend Fars, which made our side a little empty, so no matter which side has a problem, the final result will be earned by the other side..."
"Wait a minute, do you know that the fortress will be attacked?" Duan Qing suddenly interrupted and asked: "How did you know?"
"We also have a lot of informants." Fatty blinked his eyes: "Besides... we also have the help of you adventurers."
"You mean... Jianghu?"
"Oh, it's not just them, there are many warm-hearted people." Fatty looked at Duan Qing's face: "For example, the Sword of Justice who is still assisting investigations everywhere, a few adventurers who anonymously gave us information, and... like A green forest hero like you."
"We really didn't expect that the attack that night would be of such high intensity." The fat man slowly darkened his face: "Fortunately, you showed up in the end. On behalf of Mr. Speaker, I would like to thank you again for your helping hand to the principality. .”
"I just want to save Slanke's descendants." Duan Qing said expressionlessly: "Your speaker is just passing by."
"By the way... ha, no matter what you say." Fatty said with a low smile: "But the defense that night was indeed a bit poor, even though it was the speaker's intention..."
He stopped talking, then looked at Duan Qing's eyes that were still on his face, and smiled helplessly: "Well, we do have some ideas to lure some people out, but they are definitely not those killers. , or it was your appearance, but some...other people."
"This is the result of Pamir and I... discussing it for a long time." He put away his gaze and showed a thoughtful expression: "Although it is a bit risky, it is indeed an excellent opportunity."
"Who is it?" Duan Qing asked: "Is it those nobles?"
"Whoever he is...that's what he thought at the time."
The fat man shook his head and sighed, then continued in a low voice: "Anyway... we made the right bet, they did send someone over."
"..."
"Oh, I'm not referring to the killers you drove away." Realizing Duan Qing's questioning gaze, the fat man immediately raised his head and explained: "Of course... they are not nobles, they are not of that weight."
"That is……?"
"I think...you should know something, right?"
Lux Yang did not answer Duan Qing's words, but asked another question: "Our president... old man Horsman has not appeared for a long time."
Duan Qing's eyes narrowed.
"No matter what the reason is, the principality is currently in an extremely dangerous situation. As the nominal supreme leader, he should come out to express his position no matter how serious the illness is." The fat man whispered. Said: "But... maybe it's because too many things have happened recently and the Speaker has dealt with it too hastily. We and you... seem to have forgotten his existence."
"Is this...normal?"
"Where does the President currently live?"
"In the high platform of the Envoy, behind the Scales of Liberty." Pointing to a certain direction behind the library, Fatty said in a calm tone: "There are people taking care of him on weekdays. Over time, everyone has become accustomed to this. Living conditions, now that I think about it... I haven’t seen that old man for a long time.”
"You want to say..." Duan Qing lowered his voice deliberately: "He is the mastermind behind everything?"
"Hey, I know you don't know Horsman." The fat man shouted immediately: "But don't say it so harshly, he will not do such a thing..."
"Then what did you do for so long?" Duan Qing glared: "Are you kidding me?"
"Think about the information you brought me." The fat man turned his head and glanced at Duan Qing's face.
"Others...I have no comment."
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"Sir, do you need some personal goods?"
"..."
"They all came in recently, and the quality is the best. They are on sale now... Wow."
Walking in the dark passage, Duan Qing, wearing a cloak, stepped over a passerby who came forward to sell black goods. Then, while opening his adventure notes, he stopped at an intersection at the end of the passage - because of Valia. The tavern was closed, and Duan Qing, who wanted to enter the black market, had to find other places to enter. The tavern where the dignity of civilians resided was an option, but he really didn't want to deal with the Shadow Society anymore, so he had to ask the fat man in front of him. Show him a way out. Fortunately, Fatty was not a rigid person, and the answer he gave was quite beyond Duan Qing's expectations.
"Well, there's one behind the library." At that time, he pointed to the back of the gorgeous Gothic building, and then blinked his eyes.
Since it was not a route he was familiar with, and there were no maps or records left in his adventure notes, Duan Qing had no choice but to turn on the note function while groping for the path forward, and then slowly walked towards the place amid the eager gazes from all around. To the southeast of the underground world, try to connect the road in front of you with the map that has been explored in the records. Fortunately, as Hank said, this place was connected in all directions, so Duan Qing reached the end of the black fog on the other side of the map without much effort and found the iron door of the maintenance room.
To his surprise, the owner of Walia's Tavern, Mr. Hank from the Warrior's House, was also in the old black camel's black shop.
"Why are you here again?" The hunchbacked old man stopped talking and stared, then showed an impatient expression: "There are no gamblers today! If you want to make money, go somewhere else!"
"I'm here to inquire about the news." Duan Qing shook his head, and then looked at the president standing aside: "Lord Hank."
"Don't be so polite, just call me Hank." The man still dressed in bartender clothes straightened his clothes, and then showed a kind smile: "But... I didn't expect you to still find this place."
"Adventurers always have adventurers' tricks." Duan Qing replied, rubbing his nose, and then walked to the two people: "But... there is always some news that only you people know."
"That's not necessarily true." The old man tilted his head and said, "Let's talk about your request first. We have to listen to it first before we can decide whether to tell you or not."
"You should already know about Tania's current situation." Duan Qing said in a low voice: "What I want to ask is...has a group of people come to the city recently?"
"..."
"Don't you think they planned many things? Including...the attack on the Speaker?"
"What a beautiful question." The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and then replied lazily: "According to the rules, we..."
"Wait a minute, let me guess." Hank raised his hand to interrupt the other party, then turned a coin in his hand: "You should have gone to the Shadow Club to ask first, right?"
"I went over there and asked some different questions." Duan Qing spread his hands in vain: "So... they didn't answer me all."
"They didn't ask for money?" The old man immediately screamed: "When did they become so kind? It's clear that they want to fight with us..."
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious." Hank pushed his hands and signaled the old man behind him to calm down a little, then turned around and faced Duan Qing's direction: "In our dark world, there is no problem that cannot be solved. Ask Things like intelligence are just a trivial matter, but..."
"You have to give something."
"I have already said it once in front of Wiesel." Duan Qing replied calmly: "I don't have the money, unless you are willing to accept other payment methods."
"Hey, boy, where do you think this is, a charity center?" The old man immediately shouted from behind: "You have no money and you are so arrogant..."
"It's okay to have strength." Hank smiled instead: "There is another saying in the dark world..."
"If money can't solve the problem, you can solve it with your fists."
"What do you need me to do?" Duan Qing's eyes were solemn.
"No, no, no." Hank waved his hand and said, "I mean..."
"You can check it yourself...understand?"
