The explosion happened so suddenly that many people failed to react. After they understood what happened, some people immediately fled the scene and looked for a safe place, while others rushed here to check the situation.
Zhou Jinru got up from the ground, looked at Sylvia not far away, patted the snow on his body, and said without looking back: "Someone wants to blow us up, can't you tell?"
Sylvia sneered: "I'm afraid I just want to blow you up."
The problem is obvious. The bomb is powerful enough to blow up the entire apartment. Only by miracle will there be a lucky person who survives.
The person who planted the bomb here in advance must not have known that he would come here. What this man said was clearly a sneak peek.
"Yes, it was an accident that you were affected. Maybe you are also the enemy's casualty indicator."
Zhou Jinru quickened his pace, ran into the doorway, rushed to the basement, patted the door, and shouted: "Roshan! Open the door quickly!"
Two seconds later, the door creaked and a crack was revealed, and the little girl hugged him with frightened eyes.
"Mr. Four, what happened?"
August asked hurriedly as he helped his wife downstairs.
Zhou Jinru said vaguely: "It's not safe here anymore."
The curfew is coming soon, and I'm afraid it's too late to find a place to live now, but some tenants have already chosen to leave. No matter where they go, it's better than staying here.
August asked no more questions, just said, "I know a place where we can spend the night."
He looked at Zhou Jinru and did not continue.
"I'm going to stay here and wait for Karl to come back, and Roxanne will be with me."
August's eyes were complicated: "Be safe, be careful."
After watching the two old men leave, Zhou Jinru held Luo Shan's hand and sat on the steps at the entrance. During this period, he ignored General Longqi.
Sylvia took the initiative and said, "Do you know who the person who installed the bomb was?"
"I told you, would you go find trouble with him?"
The Dragon Rider General's face was ashen: "It's Huron."
Zhou Jinru shook his head: "It may not be him."
"It always has something to do with him."
This woman doesn't seem to be getting along with the new nobles?
The crowd that had gathered in a hurry dispersed because the curfew was about to begin. Several police officers on horseback came from the other end of the street. When they saw Sylvia in uniform, they left without saying a word.
The area around Zhou Jinru's body was as warm as a stove. Not only that, even the cold wind changed its direction. The frightened Luo Shan leaned on his shoulder and fell asleep unconsciously.
Half an hour later, the Karls came back and saw the mess at the door of the apartment. They were surprised at first. They did not dare to ask Sylvia, so they had to run to Zhou Jinru.
Karl said anxiously: "Mr. Fourth, what's going on?"
"There was an accident. Some tenants have left. It's no longer safe here. Take good care of Luo Shan."
"how so?"
Karl's wife said something nervously and ran into the apartment without looking back, leaving only Karl with a wry smile on his face.
Landlady Carl took out a pack of shriveled cigarettes from his coat pocket, took one out, bit it in his mouth, lit it with a match, and took a long puff.
His voice was extremely lonely: "Mr. Fourth, I know what you do, but I am a timid person and I have a big family, so I don't dare to participate."
He raised his head and glanced at Sylvia next to him, and lowered his tone: "I hope things can end as soon as possible. We just want to live an ordinary life."
Zhou Jinru was silent, looking at the dim sky. The clouds were thick and it might snow again.
"How is your son?"
"I don't know. No one wants to take my money. I heard that the main criminal committed suicide out of fear of crime. If he's lucky, he will be sentenced to twenty years and work as a laborer in the mines."
The bright cigarette butt kept flickering, and Zhou Jinru knew that as a father, Karl had tried his best. He was just an ordinary person, without a profound background, nor a wealthy family, nor even the slightest bit of aristocracy. .
Life has to go on, he still has family to take care of, his wife is deeply affected, her mental state is not good, the little girl is also frightened, many tenants have left, and he doesn’t know when there will be new tenants.
Everything is difficult.
But they are all still alive, and the sun will rise tomorrow as usual.
"I know some nobles, maybe it's all a misunderstanding."
When Zhou Jinru spoke, Karl's eyes lit up, but he quickly refused: "No, Mr. Fourth, thank you for your kindness. This is my business. It's all because of that boy who didn't listen to me. Young people are always so self-righteous." , is easily instigated by lawless people, this is a lesson for him.”
Prisoners went to work as laborers in the mines, and few survived for more than five years. The society in 1080 was not as civilized as people saw. Many barbarities were hidden under the bright coat, and the workers were exposed to high-risk sources. Ishihara Mine is very likely to become an infected person. If he cannot get effective treatment, he will die within a few hours in the acute stage.
It was impossible for Karl not to know this, but he was still unwilling to let Zhou Jinru help and made up his mind not to have too much contact with him.
He is protecting his family in his own way.
Zhou Jinru didn't speak again.
"Please come in, curfew is about to begin, Mr. Fourth, you are still my tenant."
Karl forced a smile.
Sylvia turned around and whistled, and the majestic horse came out of nowhere, like a whirlwind, standing beside its owner.
The dragon rider got on his horse and left without looking back. She wanted to confirm one thing.
No one dared to stop her, even if the police patrolling along the road saw her, they stayed away. The war horse took her to the king's palace, but the place was blocked and no one could enter without an order.
"Your Majesty Dragon Rider General, why are you here during curfew time?"
Sylvia pulled the reins and asked, "I'm on patrol. Is everything okay here?"
"It's fine here. The loyal guards are protecting His Majesty the King. Don't worry."
Today was a bad day. There had been constant trouble since the morning. Sylvia was in the same mood as the weather. She turned her horse around and went straight to the police station, just in time to block Huron who was off duty at the door.
Huron was startled. The famous Dragon Rider General was full of evil aura and he was not easy to mess with at first glance.
"Your Excellency Huron, I have something I want to talk to you about."
Sylvia tried her best to sound calm and less scary.
The war horses blocked the entrance of the police station. The dragon cavalry general looked down at the chief of the police station, knowing that he was coming with bad intentions.
Huron reluctantly said: "It's time to get off work now."
"I know, but many people are working overtime. The police chief can't go home and sleep, right?"
Huron wanted to say that he didn't want to work overtime, but when the words came to his lips, he changed his words and said, "You're right, I just went out to have some fresh air and calm down."
He immediately turned around and went straight back to the office, took out the keys from his pocket, opened the door, and placed the briefcase next to his seat.
Sylvia, who was dressed in military uniform, followed closely behind and kicked the door shut when she entered. Just before Huron sat down, she pierced Huron's office chair with a short gun, and the chair's pulley moved back a certain distance.
"sit down."
The commanding words made Huron unable to raise his head.
He tried to calm down and said: "What's going on? Your Excellency, Dragon Cavalry General, do you have any advice?"
"Did you plant that bomb?"
This sentence was like a thunder exploding in Huron's heart. Under the fluorescent lamp, the young noble's face turned pale, but he said: "What bomb? What are you talking about? I don't know anything."
"It was very dangerous. I was just a little bit buried under the rubble. Are you disappointed?"
"No!"
Huron's voice raised an octave and he retorted loudly: "Absolutely impossible! I don't know what bombs are at all. Even if you are a dragon rider, you can't frame me!"
"The bomb you installed should not be aimed at me. I just happened to pass by. Huron, I know very well what kind of person you are. Don't think that because West helped you to rise to power, I don't dare to kill you. To be honest, between us, No grudge, right?"
Huron shut his mouth tightly, not daring to let out a word.
Sylvia sneered: "You don't have the courage. Let me guess, it should be those people from MI9. Only they can put bombs in other people's homes without anyone noticing. Huron, if I were You will never leave this office tonight, do you believe it?"
Huron's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. He didn't dare to answer or make any move.
Everyone knows that General Longqi is a cold-blooded and ruthless guy. She never shows mercy when facing the enemy, and she can make good use of the privileges given to her by the military. The casualty quota is fully used every year, and it makes people unable to grasp the handle. There is no chance of sending her to a military court. Instead, she will be remembered by this crazy woman.
If he didn't want to die, it would be best to pretend to be mute.
"Very good, I'm very satisfied with your answer. Remember what I said, don't leave this office, not even a step."
Sylvia strode away from the police station with a short gun in hand. It was not until half an hour later that a frightened clerk asked cautiously: "Mr. Chief, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Go buy some food and get a quilt. I'll sleep in the office today. Go!"
Huron opened the blinds. It was pitch black outside, not even a street light, so he couldn't see anything.
He didn't dare to go out, as if there was an invisible barrier at the door, shutting him in.
Sylvia, this crazy woman! She is crazy!
madman!
…
Outside the largest local prison in Londinium, the lights were no different from the daytime. The guards and prisoners here had changed their identities. Those in uniforms were locked inside, while those in prison uniforms stood outside.
In the basement of the prison office building, several people were having secret discussions.
Earl Arizona said excitedly: "The prisoners here are all prisoners with special status, and there are even some minor nobles and monks. How did you come up with this?"
Kelsey, who was wearing a hood, said calmly: "You can always tell the difference between enemies and friends, right?"
William shook his head: "Compared to the new nobles, our strength is still too weak."
Joel frowned and said: "Because there are too many families who are still waiting and watching, we can't count on them!"
"They only help the one who wins. It's the same at all times. They help whoever wins."
"No matter what, we only have one chance. For the sake of our king, we must succeed!"
After not seeing Zhou Jinru all day, Earl Arizona said uneasily: "That fourth gentleman said that we had a 70% chance of winning, but he disappeared. Could it be that he has escaped?"
Another person also said: "William, the person you mentioned, will he come?"
William was silent for two seconds, looked at Kelsey, then at everyone, and waved his fist vigorously: "He promised me that he will definitely come back!"
Kelsey looked down at the schedule, interrupted William's words, stood up, and looked around: "We made a lot of noise, and it has shocked the new nobles. They will gather their troops to attack early tomorrow morning at the latest. We must make arrangements in advance. , don’t forget our purpose, to rescue the king.”
"I know, monk, you can arrange it."
William was a leader, but not a qualified commander. He knew his position very well.
Kelsey nodded: "When we attacked several armories in the morning, we obtained a large amount of supplies, which was very beneficial to us. Food was not a problem. However, when we attacked the next armory later, we encountered a strong counterattack. It is said that Someone other than us attacked the armory and set it on fire, so the surrounding defense forces gathered at the armory..."
"They also didn't have enough manpower. After strengthening the defense of the armory, we easily captured the granary and prison." The Arizona Tyrant was proud, and the battle he personally directed achieved quite good results.
Kelsey glanced at him: "This is what I want to say. Our reconnaissance is not strong enough. If we can discover the defense forces everywhere in advance, we will not fall into passivity."
This was mainly due to the fact that various families did not provide help. Although William and others gathered a lot of strength, they were still too weak in front of the new nobles, which made the grassroots waver.
William said seriously: "What are we going to do?"
"Try to fight as loudly as possible. It is best to defeat the vanguard of the new nobles."
"Leave it to me."
When it comes to playing forward, Arizona Earl has done his job. He is a Volper, but he plays like an Ursus.
"Be quick, be ruthless, put down your aristocratic gentleman airs, and defeat the vanguard of the new aristocracy as soon as possible. Fear is contagious."
…
Late at night.
William couldn't sleep. He sat on a low bed in the basement, holding a pocket watch in his hand.
Someone came in.
William raised his head, and it turned out to be Kelsey.
He asked: "Monk, you haven't rested yet?"
"what's on your mind?"
"I'm thinking about the relationship between Mr. Fourth and you. Don't get me wrong. I don't mean to offend. I just feel like you have known each other for a long time and you two have an indescribable tacit understanding."
Kelsey was noncommittal: "Maybe."
Snapped.
William closed his pocket watch and seemed to be talking to himself: "I have a happy family, a loving wife, and a lovely daughter, but I still choose to do this. At this point, I can no longer explain why. Right or wrong.”
