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When the enthusiastic boss saw a group of more than a dozen people and three big carriages, he immediately greeted with a smile, and all kinds of hot food and water were put out, and he hurriedly instructed the guys to clean up the guest room.

As for the three horses, they were also led to the stables by the men, and took out the dry hay to dry, and ate it with the horses.

Seeing this, as the person in charge of the caravan, Pym, who had always been sleek, suddenly came to his senses and asked the busy boss: "Boss, is there very few caravans like this in Oxford?" ”

The boss who was in command reacted at this time, turned around and smiled, and said softly: "This is winter, the harvest season of grain has long passed, where is there any caravan coming!" ”

With that, the boss walked closer and continued.

"To tell you the truth, you're the biggest caravan I've stayed in this month!"

Looking at the smiling boss, everyone instantly felt speechless.

No wonder the guards would check them, it turns out that this is the biggest reason!

In this regard, although Jack was expressionless and looked indifferent, he felt ashamed in his heart, which was also too embarrassing.

After a busy meal, they had breakfast, and after tidying up, they gathered together in the room of Pym, the nominal leader of the caravan, as if they had been discussed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, everyone must have a very good impression of the city gate at that moment, and some people can see it very clearly, who the portrait on it is, I must know it!"

Jack sat on the throne with a solemn face, his eyes looking at the crowd around him, and his voice was low.

After saying that, everyone nodded, their faces became solemn, and their eyes were all focused on the young leader, wanting to see what he thought.

"After that, on the way to the inn, I saw a few figures sneaking behind us, and I think they haven't given up on investigating us!"

Jack also noticed that everyone was like this, which was what he had always expected and enjoyed.

"In other words, our origin has been leaked, and I am afraid that someone will be discovered when we first came out of London!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is not good news, everyone's task is getting more and more difficult!"

As soon as Jack finished speaking, everyone was stunned for a while, their faces were ugly, this form of my open enemy and secret made it a lot more difficult.

Moreover, this also shows that there is a high probability of internal mole between them, and this kind of internal and external embarrassment is very frustrating.

Seeing that everyone was on guard against each other, Jack suddenly said solemnly: "Everyone must believe in their companions, there can be no mole between us, here, we can only rely on ourselves!" ”

As he spoke, Jack pointed to the ground beneath his feet.

As soon as the words were finished, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the color of vigilance slowly faded, but this incident made them have a thorn in their hearts.

At this moment, in a mansion in Oxford, a sturdy man sat on a cushion stuffed with wool, his eyes wandered, listening to the report of a slender and thin man in front of him.

"My lord, according to our investigation, the caravan that came into Oxfordshire today is the person you are looking for!"

The thin man bent over and said respectfully to the man sitting in the chair.

"Yes!" The man nodded slightly, "You guys did a good job this time!" ”

"Butler, give him ten pounds!" The man turned his head and instructed the middle-aged butler standing aside, and then his eyes turned to the thin man in front of him.

"This is your reward, and I hope your guild will continue to satisfy me next time!"

"As long as you come up with a reward that satisfies us, we will definitely make you satisfied, and I hope to serve you next time!"

With that, the thin man slowly retreated to the door, bowed at the bend and turned to close the door.

The man's face on the chair suddenly wrinkled, revealing a look of annoyance.

"Master, do you want to send someone to give them to ......?"

The butler on the side bent down, revealing his snow-white teeth, and made a neck-cutting motion.

"No!" The man raised his right hand and rejected the suggestion.

"Let them be under my watch, that's the best way!"

A hint of bitterness suddenly appeared on the man's face.

"Besides, they are His Majesty's men, and if anything happens, I am the first to be suspected, and I will have no good fruit to eat! In the end, it's the same! ”

Felton. John's bitter smile made his butler swallow the persuasion that came to his mouth, and he could only respond with silence.

In the middle of the night he had received several portraits and a startling news: His Majesty had sent a team to Oxford to investigate him.

This made him drowsy disappear in an instant, and the whole person broke out in a cold sweat, which frightened him.

He was not worried, and in less than three years as a circuit judge, he had already bought a mansion in Oxford, owned five shops in a prosperous area, and even added two hundred acres of land.

And you know, he was just the son of a lawyer at the time, how could he have so much financial resources, and his cheap son was not dead, and he had no inheritance to inherit.

Isn't that obvious? Corruption is not terrible, but the terrible thing is that those who cooperate with him don't want him to confess.

Therefore, he must let the king's people get nothing, or sooner or later, he will be killed.

Benefits, huge benefits, enough for them to buy themselves a noose.

As for who sent the letter, he couldn't care anymore, and would rather believe it than believe it.

Therefore, the portraits of Jack and others will be sent to the hands of the guards and will be searched.

Felton came back to his senses. John rubbed the curls from his head.

At this time, a small farewell party was being held in London, the Duke's Palace of Norfolk.

The protagonists who were sent off were Russell, who had been in the Duke's Court for several days, and Darren, a fat businessman.

The Duke of Norfolk, who was in his seventies, walked to the side door, smiled gently, and waved at the two men who were about to get into the carriage.

In this regard, Russell and the fat man Darren showed an honored look, learned the etiquette of the English, took off their hats and bent down to salute.

After the carriage of the two of them disappeared in front of the Duke's eyes, the Duke of Norfolk restrained his smile and returned to his room with the gentle support of the silver-haired butler.

"Has the letter arrived?" The Duke's voice was a little hoarse, but his eyes were straight ahead, and he walked slowly but forcefully, refusing the butler's support.

The silver-haired butler smiled helplessly, and said softly: "It's been delivered, and I also gave him a few portraits, hoping that they can escape!" ”

"Huh!" The corners of the Duke's mouth curled, and he sneered, "Looking at their appearance, we have to waste our efforts in the end!" ”

"And you?"

"Anyway, it's a good thing, why not find something to do for our king?"