Chapter Forty-Eight: Riding a Donkey to Read the Script
"Every time Big Melon stammers, he must be peeping into human privacy~" Luminana didn't know what kind of situation Daviv was in, and continued to joke with Daviv's special abilities.
"And what about you? Buy children's clothes for a small point. Davieve looked away from the health club, and without giving in, she pointed to the shopping bag in Lumilana's hand and sneered.
"You're enough...... Lamahti recounted his hand and watched helplessly as the pair pinched each other on the street. As the team leader, she really couldn't understand why the resolution of the round table would arrange the two enemies together, or in such a critical place.
However, if this place can be so stable until the agreed day, this little conflict within the coordination team is nothing......
That's it. The one Davieve cares about is more concerning. Ramaherti ignored the two men in front of him, who were talking as they walked, and refocused his gaze on the direction where Davieve had been staring.
The double-glazed windows of the health club should have been plastered with bilingual lettering posters, but there was nothing at this time. The eye-protecting fluorescent lamps that should have illuminated the entire spacious space were only turned on, and the blinds were placed in half here and all there, and in some places they were simply left behind, making this health club look particularly lonely from the outside.
Since Davief is reluctant to say...... Then this matter should be irrelevant for the time being. Ramaherti gently pushed away the haze that came from nowhere, and decided to ask Davieve carefully after returning to the station.
"I always feel like I'm feeling, old Han, someone was watching us just now." Wang Liqun was a little drunk, and he didn't drink much - but I don't know if it was the drunkenness that sharpened his intuition and sixth sense.
"Cameras." In the inner door of the health club, Han Deshang shook his head. "For the sake of the joint logistics security of Mendong City in the future, they can't help but say that they have installed one in my store and at the staircase, and they also said that they will keep it open. I know they're doing this for our safety, but it's going to be very problematic for you and me to implement our plans in the future......"
"Hmph, old Han, you still have a good mentality. Who knows if these cameras are a rope to house arrest us? ”
"Yes or no, we need to prepare one more thing. You and I each have to set aside an area and try to record the location of all the cameras in the entire Mendong City that lead to the outside world......"
On the table between the two of them, there are several books and picture albums that seem to be messy. Some of these can be purchased publicly on the market, such as the "Mendong City Planning Atlas", and the "Overview of the Nobles and Personnel of the Old Elta" and the "Overview of the Customs and Customs" of Elta, which were compiled from the materials of the new nobles in the year before the Portal War......
Some are internal reference materials borrowed by Wang Liqun from the reference room, such as "Documentary of the Portal Counterattack" and "An Overview Report on the Ideological Transformation of Captives......
And the most unsightly of them is the loose-leaf book with a handwritten cover.
"Well, then I'll make a note of that." Wang Liqun quickly took out the pen sleeve from his body and wrote new content on the blank page of the loose-leaf book.
When Han Deshang saw the pen, he immediately remembered something that Wang Liqun had discussed with him. I saw him ask, "Liqun, did you have any follow-up to the last time you sent a letter to the Elta Magic Association to ask for your pen and mobile phone?" ”
"I also went to the door, and there was no follow-up." Wang Liqun may not be satisfied with the new fountain pen in his hand, so he put down his hand and rubbed his joints slightly. "Those bastards kindly told me that they could pay for what was taken away, but they couldn't do anything about it. Some things were taken away by the nobles, and some were abandoned in their headquarters on the night of the mutiny in Garcia, the capital of Elta......"
"All in all, I just don't know which dog mongrel has been ruined, and I don't admit it, right? What about the money? ”
"The other party said that he would give me a few thousand yuan, but I politely refused and said no. It's nothing more than them issuing a ticket and asking the finance department to send me money to my account. I wondered why the Elta people had robbed us of our stuff and had to pay us back with our own finance department. Wang Liqun couldn't help but be secretly sad when he said this, and the tears of the bean began to fall.
The fountain pen is a silent friend who has been with him since his junior high school days, and it is also an introduction that allows him to recall his student life and his parents' faces in the dark night. Now his parents have long since passed away, and even his wife and children have been reduced to smoke and dust in Elta's trouble. This man who once held up a piece of the sky with his backbone is now crying over a mere pen.
Among these four people, Han Deshang still has an old mother to stay at home, Zhao Haiyang still has a strong family property, Lin Kaishan still has seven aunts and six mothers-in-law who can fill a bus he drives, but Wang Liqun has lost everything he can lose.
When a person is no longer afraid of losing, he will be the most terrifying being in the world. Perhaps for Han Deshan, the power that supports his current reason is pure revenge, but for Wang Liqun, revenge is his only way out now, and he has no choice......
"Haven't you said it all?" Hand Dechamp has always adhered to the view of responsibility theory on this issue, "There are some Elta people who want to change the status quo, so there is a new Elta. However, this change of the new dynasty can't change the fact that most people are bastard. This account should be clearly calculated, Desheng Taizu said it; Clean the house before you have a treat...... You see, there are still several military tickets issued by the Yamatai people in World War II. After World War II, people shook their butts and said that we were the 'new government' and that the white slips of the 'old government' were no longer settled. Who would have thought that the Elta people would be so good at learning and making such a mess? ”
"Old Han." Wang Liqun can't think of any "military hand ticket" or "national credit". He thought about it for a moment before asking, "Do you think it's possible to add the Magic Guild to our executive list...... as well?" ”
The execution list mentioned by Wang Liqun is the most special page on the loose-leaf book. It is densely packed with names of people. From the unaccounted for and surviving senior officers of the Eastern and Western armies, to the nobles who ate hardcore crops and had no real power in Garcia, to many officials with heads and faces in Garcia, traces can be found on it.
Many of the names written in red pen are very high, but they have long been covered with a black cross or circle. For example, Doniva Siravia, the former lord of Sielta, who is at the top of the execution list, has his name covered with a circle of black handwriting because of her sister's kindness to Zhao Haiyang - since then he has not been on the execution list, and has escaped the revenge of being "executed" in the future.
As for the black fork, it means that the object of the proposed revenge has been convinced that it is not in this world. The destruction of the Elta rebels, and even later the destruction of the Demon Lance of the Western Expeditionary Army of the Bilunar Church, took the lives of a large number of old Elta soldiers. For them, this is the karma of the portal battle, blood debt and blood repayment; However, for the survivors who are now hungry for revenge, the loss of the opportunity for revenge is a great blow.
"Whoever treated you badly back then, you can just add it. The premise is that you need to know his name, what he looks like and what he is called. Remember, our vengeance is not unprincipled terror, but belated justice ......"
At the same time, in the room of the elven liaison office Daviv, the word justice was also mentioned.
"So what...... Your opinion is this, because some of the Erta people did something very sorry for them and took the lives of their loved ones...... And then it is not unjustifiable for them to take revenge? ”
Not at all like Ramaheti, who was a little impatient as she walked around, Davieve sat on the bed and nodded calmly to indicate that there was nothing wrong with the other party's expression.
"How many people are they going to kill in the name of revenge?"
"I don't know. But judging by the weight of hatred, 100 is a credible number. ”
"A hundred?" While Ramaherti knew that triple-digit deaths were not strange for war, or even for ordinary looting, it was a tragedy that was really about to happen and could have been intercepted. She was still a little touched. "Do you think we're supposed to ......?"
"It's the humans themselves that we elves deserve to defend, Ramaheti." Daviv's voice was not at all lively when arguing with Lumilana, but seemed cold, cold, and impersonal. "Although they have fallen into the abyss of my feelings, their target of revenge is still a few, not all mankind."
"But...... The chain reaction of these 100 people, Daviv, didn't you take it into account? …… At that time, will the relationship between the two races be blown apart by this revenge? …… Davivve, you see, that's what I'm worried about. ”
"Even if the Roundtable has been strictly forbidden to touch the portal until the right time is right, we can't change humanity's choice, even if it's malicious and ignorant, we can only watch humanity carry it out. Unless it's wide-ranging, unconditionally aimed at all of humanity, like my crazy plan to stop Ofy Mondridge on the brink of collapse...... Ramahati, you have taken too deep in the human world. ”
"I'll keep my opinion at bay." Although he felt that the other party had a point, the powerful Ramaherti still made up his mind. "I'll do what you want to do first, but I'm going to get this to the roundtable...... At that time, everything will be subject to their judgment. ”
"When?"
"Now." Ramahti closed the door.