One night a few days later.

In the secret basement of the backyard warehouse of a bakery in Poitou, seven people sat around dim candlelight.

The leader is a man wearing a clown mask, and when he speaks in a serious tone, if there is an eighth person on the scene, it must feel funny and weird.

In addition to the clown, the other six people also wore various masks, and the shape of the masks corresponded to the zodiac signs of tiger, ox, horse, sheep, snake and rat. These masks are available everywhere in the streets, and the high-ranking members who wear them call themselves Mr. Tiger, Mr. Ox, Mr. Horse, Mr. Sheep, Mr. Snake, and Mr. Rat.

The tiger represents force, the ox represents material and support, the horse represents transportation and logistics, the sheep represents propaganda, the snake represents assassination and sabotage, and the rat represents intelligence.

These seven people are the top seven people in Poitou of the illegal organization True God Party.

It was a secret meeting, and with the exception of the Joker, who was the leader and had the identities of all the members, the other high-ranking members did not know each other's true identities.

"First of all, I would like to thank you for your hard work and excellent work in saving our brothers.

It was a feat, the most perfect act of our great True God Party since its founding, and it greatly deterred the vultures and the rotten class.

It also drew the attention of the civilians, who couldn't say it, but we knew they wanted to cheer for the feat in their hearts.

I am proud of you, and because of your heroes' selfless dedication, the light of the Holy Goddess will shine on the whole of Europa!"

The clown gave an inspirational speech.

"Long live the true God!" the six senior members praised in unison.

The clown stretched out his hands and pressed down:

"Ladies and gentlemen, while the situation is good, we must be very vigilant, and those government eagles and dogs will not want to find us at all times, and let us be judged by that natural inequality and injustice. Please be cautious going forward, I will not gather you all for no reason, only one-way contact. ”

Mr. Tiger said, "Yes, the secret police are like poisonous snakes, they don't want to bite us all the time. ”

"I don't believe that this new minions can do us any harm, and even if any of us are caught, the whole party will not be destroyed. The member wearing the sheep's head mask said to the clown, "Mr. Emissary, the one-line connection that you have been emphasizing is indeed an excellent strategy. This keeps our Divine Party extremely hidden. ”

The Joker is their leader, but in the entire True God Party, he is only an emissary sent by the highest echelons, the emissary of Lady Liberty.

The Joker nodded, "So apart from me being able to gather you senior members at once, any of you can contact me, but I usually choose another location to meet you." This is not only for safety, but also for the long-term development of our business. ”

"Mr. Emissary, with all due respect, how many members does our True God Party have now?" asked Mr. Ma.

The clown glanced at Mr. Ma and said:

"Our members are all over Europa, and all of them have the noble sentiment of willing and selfless dedication, and have given everything, including their lives, for the magnificent freedom! Now our South is like a huge powder keg, the people are oppressed, and their anger will ignite this powder keg and bury the whole world. ”

"I have heard, however, that there has been some change in the people of Genoa lately, and that some people have even fantasized about the governor. Mr. Rat said.

Mr. Snake said: "Because Viscount Sean Connery proposed a tax cut, I didn't expect the Governor to agree. This had a bad effect on our publicity, and I proposed to kill this Viscount Connery. ”

"No, no. Mr. Ma objected, listening to his voice, he was quite old, "At this juncture, don't act rashly." ”

"Why don't you fight back?" said Mr. Tiger, "as Mr. Messenger said, the South is a powder keg, and all we have to do is to ignite this powder keg, but the tax cut is like pouring out the gunpowder." ”

"The assassination of a viscount is too big. Mr. Ma said worriedly, he shook his head, "I still favor hibernation for a while." ”

Several people looked at Mr. Ma and thought he was very strange today. No one could see the expression under Mr. Ma's mask:

"I'm just talking about things, please don't doubt my loyalty and love for Lady Liberty. ”

"You're a bit of an anomaly today, you've been more aggressive than I have been. Mr. Snake said coldly. Mr. Mouse, who had not spoken, spoke:

"Mr. Ma, please explain where you went the night before yesterday?"

"I didn't go anywhere, I just slept at home!" Mr. Ma's tone changed, "You're following me?"

"In the True God Party, you and I are at the same level, I have no right to track you, and if I don't know your true identity outside, I can't track you. But ......" Mr. Rat fingered the clown, "it was Mr. Messenger who gave me the authorization!"

Mr. Ma suddenly jumped up, he took a dagger from his bosom and stabbed the clown. The Joker's right hand caught his dagger hand like lightning, and the Clown's strength was so great that he couldn't pull it back.

The clown made no other moves, just stared indifferently at the traitor in front of him.

Mr. Rat said at this time: "Actually, I didn't follow you at all, I just deceived you because I suspected you, but I didn't expect you to jump out of breath." ”

Mr. Ma suddenly let go of the hand holding the dagger and covered his right rib, where a dagger was inserted, which was the masterpiece of Mr. Snake, who was sitting on his right side.

Mr. Snake stirred violently, piercing Mr. Ma's spleen, and a smell of blood filled the entire chamber.

The clown took out a handkerchief, wiped his right hand, and threw the handkerchief on Mr. Ma's corpse.

Tigers, cows, and sheep were a little stunned.

"The three carriages used to rob the Dharma Yard disguised as mail cars revealed their origins, and the original trade name markings on them were not cleaned, and the secret police found him, that is, he was taken away by the secret police the night before, and was released early yesterday morning. He is a traitor. The Joker explained.

"How do you know, Mr. Messenger?" asked Mr. Sheep.

"Rest assured, the secret police wanted to catch a big fish with a long line, and did not immediately carry out the operation to arrest us, I have other accurate sources of information. Besides, this is an impromptu gathering, and when you arrived at the previous place, I changed the location temporarily, and no one could find it. The owner of this bakery will close early tomorrow morning. The clown said slowly, his tone full of confidence that reassured several of his subordinates.

"So what do we do next?" someone asked.

"Hold your ground, the true god will come, and it's just the darkness before dawn!" said the clown, calmly, "then, now the meeting is dismissed, and stay safe." ”

A few people walked out of the back door of the bakery, which was an east-west alley in a residential area, but the main entrance faced the street, but the alley was crisscrossed by alleys.

The clown wears a high-necked cloak with the brim of his hat pressed low, and when he walks out of the alley, he has no mask on his face, but a thick fake beard.

There were still night passers-by on the streets, some shops and taverns were still open, and if you were to walk down the street for another two hours, it would definitely attract the attention of the patrolmen, especially in the current tense atmosphere.

The clown suddenly stopped at the corner of an intersection, as if to light his pipe to avoid the wind.

He noticed that a sturdy man thirty meters behind him also suddenly stopped, and walked over after a little hesitation.

The clown struck a match, and it seemed that the match was of poor quality and could not be lit.

"Sir, can you borrow a fire?" asked the clown the man who approached.

"No problem. The man stopped, a hand reaching into his pocket. He pulled out not a match, but a dagger.

However, the clown had expected this, and flew out with a kick that knocked him into the alley beside him.

The kick was so heavy that the man snorted and jumped up from the ground and pounced on the clown.

The clown's body changed rapidly, and he easily dodged the man's pounce. The man was not discouraged, but his spirits were lifted, and he turned around and stared at the clown as if he were looking at a gold coin.

"You're good, but as a rebel, you're doomed. The man said excitedly, pulling out a pistol from under his armpit, "Don't worry, I've already loaded my ammunition, do you want to try it?"

"Listen to your accent, are you from the Holy City? Could it be that all the secret police in Poitu are from the Holy City?" asked the clown, standing still.

"So what?" said the man with a grim smile, "otherwise how could Governor Byrne establish a secret police station so quickly, it was all planned for a long time, and your presence gave him a ready-made opportunity." Now, surrender to me. ”

"Well, I surrender. The clown slowly raised his hands as a mysterious smile appeared on his face.

"You...... You...... Be...... Bloodthirsty!"

The man's eyes widened in horror and he subconsciously opened fire.

The silence of the night was shattered by the sound of gunfire.

The clown's figure mysteriously vanished, and the man fell to the ground, a dagger stuck in his neck.

At dawn, Governor Byrne personally inspected the scene of the murder. The deputy head of the Genoa Patrol Regiment and the head of the secret police, Thomas Daly, in order to introduce the facts of the case:

"We found a lead shot at the scene with blood stains on it, and the rebels must have been shot while resisting our agents. Sherman is a master of mine, he has been trained rigorously in the Holy City, and it is surprising that he can escape from his men and kill him.

I have told all the agents about this clue and asked them to keep an eye out for anyone in the clinic and pharmacy for these two days who has treated people with gunshot wounds, or customers who have bought medicine for gunshot wounds. In addition, our informants throughout the city will also pay close attention to whether they have seen people who have been traumatized. ”

"Thomas, although I didn't catch the leader of the rebels, I am satisfied with your work. The rebels are now frightened birds. Byrne nodded, "I'll allocate another sum of money to you, make sure to build your intelligence network, do it well!"

"Yes, Your Excellency!" said Daliha's waist straightened suddenly.