Alan looked over, his face flushed slightly, and he was slightly annoyed: "Do you think only you understand? I found out when I was designing the drawings a few years ago. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Then why did you design it like that?" the youthful Bill stared at him, not giving an inch.

Bill had tried countless times to prove that he was better than his brother, and now his chance has finally come.

However, after a short silence, he saw a smile in Allen's eyes.

"If we don't do that, what do we earn?" said Allen, curling the corners of his mouth.

After half a second of stunnedness, Bilce suddenly understood what he meant.

Renovating and renovating the Tower of London is a huge and expensive project that pays the chief designer a lot of money, and if a design loophole can be used to make a tower collapse after a considerable period of time, then the designer can make an extra profit.

Wealth, in every era, is one of the most attractive things.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Zheng Fei couldn't help but worry that if he recruited the two of them, would his money be cheated like this in the future......

Time seemed to stop here, and Bill, who had been triumphant a moment ago, smiled knowingly and pinched his fingers between his eyebrows.

"Well, you're doing the right thing this time. Bill smiled wryly.

"The money of the royal family, if you don't make it, you can't make it in vain. Alan glanced at his father, Howard, and after receiving an appreciative look, he smiled with satisfaction.

Then, he raised his hand and wiped the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath.

"Actually, it's not all because of this, there are more important reasons. He added.

"What do you mean?"

"Although I like money and want to make more, first of all, I am the best architect, and my belief is to design the most perfect work, how can I break my faith for a little money. ”

"Then why did you leave this glaring loophole?"

"When I first surveyed the site to determine the plan, I found that the rock formation in this place was extremely hard and could not be dug at all, so I had to give up laying the foundation here to build support. I knew that the tower wouldn't last a few years, but I kept it under wrap, and as the best designer in London, I couldn't say I couldn't do it, and I think you should understand my feelings, Bill. ”

Hearing this, Bill's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

That's right, for both of them, honor is more important than everything.

Perhaps they were bothered by something, and they all fell silent.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Howard, who was standing next to him, coughed dryly: "Don't forget the business, think about how to enter the tower? ”

Being reminded of this, Alan thought for a moment, and soon had an idea.

"The Tower of London, where important prisoners are currently held, is guarded by thousands of Royal Janissaries and no one can enter without His Majesty's permission. After a pause, he raised his index finger and nodded, with a cautious expression: "In the name of inspection and maintenance, follow the team of craftsmen to blend in." ”

"Can you handle it?" Howard asked.

"There should be no problem, I'll go to the palace early tomorrow morning. ”

Alan nodded quite surely, then suddenly thought of something, and moved his gaze to Zheng Fei: "I heard my father say, you want to take our family away?"

"It looks like you don't want to. Zheng Fei raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Well, of course, I'm not as adventurous as my father, and I have a stable life and admiration in London, so why should I leave?"

"But if you come with me, you won't lose it, come with me to that land bigger than the whole European continent, you can use your own wisdom to create a world, design all kinds of great buildings, you can name it Allen Palace, St. Allen's Cathedral, ......"

When he said this, Zheng Fei found that he was really a great fool, and he could always grasp what people craved in their hearts.

In Allen's eyes, he saw a deep longing and expectation, for such a designer and artist, what could be more than this to realize the value of life?

Hesitating, Alan glanced at Bill, intending to ask for advice.

Bill shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "Anyway, I'm leaving, I'll have to stay with my father to take care of him." ”

"What a sycophant. Howard snorted, smiling.

"Then let me think about it for the night. Alan still couldn't make up his mind, and it was too difficult to suddenly make him give up all his fame.

"See you tomorrow, then. Zheng Fei nodded happily.

"Well, tomorrow I will apply to the King for the repair of the Tower of London, and if it is successful, I will inform you. ”

"No, I'd better come here, the dock is too chaotic and too many people are inconvenient. ”

Zheng Fei pondered for a while, then glanced at the Tower of London drawings on the table: "Can you give me a copy of this?"

"Oh, yes. Alan quickly rolled up the drawings and handed them to him.

......

After dealing with the business, Zheng Fei did not stop long, simply said goodbye to Howard and his son, and then got into the carriage on the return journey.

When we arrived at the pier, it was already late at night.

When you step onto the deck, you are greeted by an anxious Ares, and the atmosphere is very wrong.

"Captain, you're finally back. ”

"What's wrong?" Seeing the faces of him and the sailors, Zheng Fei couldn't help but get nervous.

"In the morning Santiago took people to the city to buy medicines, and I did not return until the evening, and I sent hundreds of men to look for them street by street, and they went to every corner of the city, but there was no trace of them. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Fei stared at the dark sea level, and for some reason, a trace of panic passed through his heart.

Remembering that last night, also standing in this position, Santiago said, "I have a bad premonition. ”

Could it be that San Diego, like Brad, also had an accident?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt an incomparable sense of loss, with a prayer-like look in his empty pupils.

In addition to the Spartan warriors, Hans, Santiago, Ares, and Brad were the four people he trusted the most, and now these four generals have been in trouble one after another, and only Ares is left. What's more, these people are all his friends, and he has only a few friends in this world.

Looking at the sea, he clenched his fists and used his brain to guess what was going on with Brad and Santiago, who disappeared so strangely.

Suddenly, a conjecture struck him like lightning.

His face suddenly became uneasy, and he left Ares and strode into the cabin, lit an oil lamp, and laid the drawing of the Tower of London on the table.

Then he sat down at the table and studied it, pointing his fingers to every line, for no one had ever seen him so serious.

Late at night, it slipped quietly through your fingers.

The next morning, the royal motorcade arrived at the pier.