Chapter 56: The Cardinal's Wrath (2)
Daley stood in a room facing the street on the second floor of a hotel, staring at a blacksmith shop across the street from the corner of the curtain that had been lifted.
This blacksmith shop mainly deals in all kinds of ironware, especially all kinds of knives, and it is in the form of a front shop and a back workshop, and every day during the day, the sound of striking ironware can be heard in the workshop behind it.
From his vantage point, he could look beyond the shop to the busy blacksmiths in the workshop behind him.
At eight o'clock in the morning, three carriages suddenly stopped at the door of this blacksmith shop, and rushed down ten people, armed with pistols, and rushed in amid the frightened cries of the shop's customers.
Then, there was a burst of gunfire and screams from inside the blacksmith's shop, and Daley saw his men shot to the ground.
At this moment a large procession came to the streets, fifteen luxurious vehicles decorated with gold or silver glittering in the morning sun, and knights who acted as forerunners and rearguards.
This is Cardinal Shakley's convoy.
With a loud bang, someone detonated a grenade. The loud noise disturbed Shakley's convoy, and the horses were suddenly frightened and let out a terrible neigh.
Some of the cardinal's attendants fell off their horses, others were busy calming and controlling the frightened horses, and their huge convoys caused chaos in the streets.
"It's broken!" as if hearing Daley's heart, a man rushed out of the blacksmith's shop, and with a lift of his hands, two daggers flew at the two knights standing in front of him.
The two knights clutched their necks and fell, and the murderer rushed into one of the most luxurious carriages.
Daley slapped himself so hard that in a split second his shirt was soaked.
All of Daley's remaining men converged on the wagon and surrounded it.
"Don't shoot, don't shoot!" shouted Shakli's attendants in terror, "inside is His Excellency the Bishop!"
The attendants also reacted, and they drew all kinds of weapons to confront the secret police.
Sweating profusely, Daly ran downstairs and onto the street.
Previously, he tortured the traitors of the Zodiac Rat, and obtained an important piece of information, although the traitor did not have the right to gather all the top leaders of the rebel party, and did not know the true identity of the same party, he could store the information in different places, and different parties took it separately.
Daley made a plan and forged several pieces of information, and in this way, he went along the ground and arrested those high-ranking members of the True God Party.
He succeeded, and before 8 o'clock this morning, to be precise, his strategy was a great success, capturing tigers, cattle, horses, and sheep, and almost uprooting the upper echelons of the True God in Genoa.
But in this blacksmith shop, apparently he was in great trouble, an unexpected accident.
Cardinal Shackley was unfortunate enough to act as a hostage, and his attendants were just grooming and fancy shows, untrained and unprepared for such an emergency, so they could only act as spectators and watch as Shakli was taken hostage.
"Mr. Charles-Handy, shall we talk?" Daley calmed his agitation and walked over to Shakley's seat.
"Haha, Mr. Director, I may have disappointed you. I'm having a friendly conversation with our cardinal right now, and I don't have time but next time. β
The laughter of Mr. Snake can be heard from inside the luxurious carriage, and he is none other than Charles Handy, the owner of this blacksmith shop.
At this time, Shackley was trembling, because a dagger was pressed against his throat, and he almost fainted, and his face turned pale. Fortunately, out of strong self-esteem, he did not incontinent on the spot.
Shackley regretted it so much, why did he go to the rose garden himself? Did God abandon him? Blame Sean!
"Sir, gold, I have a large amount of gold, and I will grant you all your requests, if you make an offer. "I am a cardinal of Genoa and I have a lot of money. β
"Shut up. Is that your money? but the people's fat and the people's anointing, you godly rods cloaked in the garb of holy, full of righteousness and morality, are in fact a bunch of greedy vultures and bed bugs, and you filthy moths deserve to be judged by the people and sentenced to a thousand swords!"
Charles Handy raised that grim face.
"Mr. Director, if you are smart, remove your men!" said Charles Handy in a loud voice.
"Mr. Handy, I already know your identity, you can't hide from it. I advise you to surrender to me obediently, so that you will gain a decent one. If you can provide enough information to atone for your sins, perhaps I will gently send you down. Daley advised.
"Don't be naΓ―ve, my Director. Charles Handy laughed, "I seriously doubt your IQ, otherwise it's my IQ problem." β
Charles Handy's dagger suddenly flicked lightly, and Shackley felt like his throat was about to be punctured, and he let out a scream like a pig.
The attendants exclaimed, but they did not dare to approach, for fear that the murderer would be killed and the killer would be killed, so they had to turn their heads and put pressure on Daley:
"Mr. Director, please let your people leave!"
Daly didn't want to let the big fish get out of front of his eyes, otherwise it would definitely be the most serious humiliation for himself.
Of course, he didn't dare to risk a strong attack, he didn't dare to guarantee that the Bishop would be unscathed, especially since Charles Handy was a good assassin, according to the available information, there were countless murders in this hand, and this person had no scruples.
For a time, Daley was in a dilemma.
At this time, the crowd of onlookers behind them was dispersed, and these local citizens did not think it was a big deal to watch the play.
Sean came with his guards and rode over.
"Something very important seems to have happened, Mr. Director!"
Before Daley could answer, Shackley heard it and cried out for help, "Sean, save me, save me! I'm your cousin!"
Daley rolled his eyes and said, "Viscount, this is an important traitor, and he has taken the Bishop hostage. β
"Traitor?" Sean wondered, "and they are the only ones who have the guts, but I just heard outside the crowd that you were not careful enough to arrest the Bishop, who strayed into the scene." β
Sean's words made Daley a little embarrassed, and when Charles Handy broke into the bishop's carriage, Daley already regretted it immensely, such as he should have made the plan of action more beautiful and not let unrelated people break into the scene.
Then there is no regret medicine in the world, perhaps it was a series of previous successes that made him overconfident. Now he's in trouble.
That's when Charles Handy said, "Is it Viscount Sean Connery?"
"It's me. Sean replied in a loud voice through the bishop's attendants and the secret police, "What advice?"
"Let's make a deal. Charles Handy said.
"No, I don't have the right to trade with you, it's Director Daley's job. Sean replied.
Hearing Charles Handy's words, Sean knew that the other party actually spared his life, which was a good sign.
"Shaun, you can't do this to me!" Shackley cried out like a resentful woman.
"Your Excellency, I think you should hurry up and make a will, and I promise that I will unswervingly carry out your will. Sean said.
Xia Keli almost fainted when he heard this, and he was angry. And Charles Handy couldn't help but shake his hand, leaving another blood mark on Shakley's neck, Shackley began to scream again, Charles Handy said:
"Viscount, don't you want to clear your name for Percy Robinson?"
"It seems that you took him hostage and sent him to the werewolf camp, leaving behind a mask, not only creating the illusion that Percy was absconding in fear of crime, but also framing him as a traitor. Sean said.
Charles-Handy suddenly fell silent, and after a long while, he said, "You don't have any evidence for this matter, unless I admit it." β
"What about Henry Sewell? don't you feel guilty about killing his family of seven?" Sean asked.
"You know that, too?" said Charles Handy in surprise, suddenly realizing that his tone was wrong, and there was some indirect acknowledgment, "You lied to me?"
"I don't know you yet, but I just bought Viscount Lincoln's Eagle Castle. Sean continued.
Charles Handy's mood was obviously affected, and said, "It seems that the Viscount has found a lot of clues, but because of this, you have a very valuable deal with me." I'm afraid our Director Daley would like to know the reason for this. β
Daley stood beside Sean, listening to the two of them talking like a whimsical one, thoughtfully:
"Viscount Lincoln?
Seeing Sean nodded, Daley hesitated slightly, an unbelievable expression appeared on his face, and then it dawned on him, and in an instant he figured out a lot of things.
"Now, I only ask the Viscount and Mr. Director, how about we make a three-way deal? I have killed many people, but I also want to live, and I am afraid you don't want the noble Bishop to accompany me to die, do you?" said Charles Handy without fear.
"Sean, Mr. Director, promise him!" said Shakli pleaded ungracefully.
"What will I get if I let you go, what will I get, Mr. Director?" Sean turned to the left side of the carriage.
"Isn't the life of the Bishop?" said Charles-Handy viciously, "if you force me, I will have no choice but to die with the Bishop." Besides, don't get any information, I'd rather die than let you get what you want. β
Sean said, "I want to see the Bishop in person, and I don't want him to die before the deal is made." β
"Alright!" Charles-Handy was silent for a moment, "don't play tricks. β
Charles Handy opened the car door, and Sean craned his neck to take a look, seeing Shakley cowering in the corner, the other man holding a dagger to his throat with his right hand, and the blood had already stained his white silk underwear red.
Charlese Handy stretched out his free left hand and leaned slightly to close the door.
Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.
The buckshot from the opposite second-floor window accurately hit Charles Handy's right arm, and Sean took two quick steps forward, and the fish jumped into the carriage and dragged the other man down.
While Daley and his spies were still stunned, Arthur Young and the others had removed Charles Handy's jaw and tied him tightly.
Sean gave a thumbs up to Nelson, who poked his head out of the upper stairs opposite.
And the Bishop was really scared this time.