Section 22 Vengeance (2)
The bustling streets under the clear sky, the subtle alternation of spring and summer, and laziness began to spread throughout the world, condensed in a narrow field of vision, and could be seen in a panoramic view. The unexpectedly cool in the coffin allowed me to get a moment of quiet rest surrounded by the chaotic heat.
The steady hooves of the horses, the repetition of the parade, I don't know how long it lasted, completely stopped the pace of progress. The lazy sleepy eyes can't see this vague world through the passage of nostalgia for the world, but it can be fictional.
"Stop, please show your ID!"
The three-dimensional sense of a wooden stake can actually express sluggish emotions. I opened my documents and took out the notebook in my pocket and checked it carefully, for fear of missing any information that would be allowed to be ignored.
"Please come in! Mr. Truss. β
Easily passing through the first layer of the blockade, and being locked again means that there is no way to escape after defeat. The old horse carried the heavy coffin weakly, but there was not even a complaining sigh in the solemn atmosphere, but as always, wandering aimlessly.
Just like that, easily passing five or six checkpoints, maybe seven or eight, repeating things that were too easy, not leaving some deep memories, listlessly ignoring the truth.
"Wait, what about the identifications of those two people?"
No matter how tricky the angle of inclination can not surpass the tall horse's head, the definition of simple voice discrimination should be the squad leader who patrolled outside the Duke's palace that night, although he is domineering, but he has a keen ability to observe and judge.
"Sorry, sorry, let me find it."
Truss rummaged through her empty pockets, but accidentally found a yellowed piece of paper. The squad leader was complaining about the lax sentry in the early stage, and by the way, he bragged to the people around him about his responsible attitude.
"Yes, that's our mandate!"
The evidence handed out by Truss is not easily confirmed, and no matter how you look at the folded mission letter, it always needs a proper suspicion.
"Kay and Rami are appointed to help Truss jointly verify the body of Lady Jewel, the Government Office, Duke Hassan."
Short letters, but only the complete signature, the suspicion of forgery can not be fully trusted, probably because some signs are rare products that cannot be imitated.
"Eh, why is something missing? You need some compelling reason! β
Truss looked back at Bai and Siqi, and the three looked at each other, encouraging each other to act as cannon fodder on the way to the lost.
"Huh?"
The captain impatiently restrained his patience and hastened the countdown to the final trial deadline, the admissibility of the evidence.
"That, that, probably can't stand the torture of rubbing and chooses revenge self-destruction! After all, the medicine that our industry needs to use is not a good medicine to save lives, but a venom that is completely destroyed. There seems to be a residue of the corrosive potion that spilled from the last time, which is the best nourishment for mosquito control, and it is necessary to use leather gloves to isolate possible unnecessary touches when using it to prevent accidental injury, or even "
Before the words fell, the enchanted mission book fell to the ground, and Truss refused to pick up the glove, just to let the imperfect lie not be exposed. As for the pure black gloves, they were only used to avoid the grumbling voices of the missing souls.
"Well, there is no problem, you can continue on the road, otherwise the lost life may be held accountable, and I don't have the courage to take responsibility."
Finally, after a long corridor of flower beds, a feast of flowers awaited us. The potential that erupts under the scorching sun is an undeniable fragrance, and the rebirth after watering the rain and dew will surely bloom into more gorgeous flowers. It's a pity that I can only absorb the two lines of tears that have been accumulated, and here is a hopeless tomorrow.
"Siqi, do you want to finish our game with no ending? This is the Shura Field of the Third World, and we don't have the cheering advantage of the home stadium, so it's a fair matchup. Regardless of the swordsmanship competition, the omission of one and a half moves is not a fatal flaw, and there is no absolute outcome of victory. Our final battle will be based on the Duke of Duolu, and whoever is the first to stab the heart to death will win the crown of glory! Count and Truss be our judges! β
Bai knocked on the wooden board on the coffin, exposing the worse sound insulation, and the victims in it naturally had the most real understanding but had no possibility of complaining about fraud.
"See, if I ended his life by mistake, do you recognize the victory by sneak attack?"
"Oh? As long as it's a victory, why mind the complicated means. If the Earl is lucky enough to win, I naturally won't question it, Si Qi shouldn't have any additional ideas! β
"Well, since it's not a fair starting point, naturally there is no fair competition, so please ask Mr. Truss to participate in it, after all, there is no need for some superfluous referees in a duel of death, and the facts witnessed by yourself cannot be overturned."
"I don't want to be a revenge agent like the three of you, after all, I don't enjoy the cold treatment of being framed."
"The winner's reward of 100,000 Colognes!"
Whispering, after the ejection and fusion of the closed coffin, the small hole came out after the tone was enlarged, and it was instantly captured by the greedy hunter.
"Yes, even so, the meridians of the snow hidden energy may be a little sullen! In that case, it's time to start moving up and posing that may have been frozen! β
The pinched bones woke up the old horse who was napping, and the chaotic steps after the panic, and the trembling were the beautiful experiences closest to my swaying soul, and there was no time to listen, but I suddenly regained my composure, and the fragrance of flowers became more lively.
Just walked past a gardener who was cleaning up weeds, his pale beard running down his sleek cheeks and his bare scalp. The giant scissors in his hand are indeed terrifying, after all, for withered flowers, they are definitely the natural enemies of life, and any negligent performance may be the end of the stage being cleared on the spot.
"Hello, we are an investigation team sent by the royal family, where is the duke's residence?"
The unmoved notes of the clear notes, and the raised pitch still did not get the slightest response. Frozen there, the rhythm slowed down by the years, I can't even feel the pulse of the minutes.
"Needless to say, I'm not deaf without the right to hear, but my sluggish mind can't keep up with the ups and downs of the rhythm, the Duke's residence? I don't know, but the Duke's tomb stands on the west side of the lighthouse, and the most ornate of them is his elaborate burial. β
The vulgar way of asking for directions has actually been explained in a different way, beyond our short space of understanding, and leaping to a distance beyond our reach, which is the real distance between us.
"John! What are you doing here? Crazy all day long, neurotic paranoia! The garden on the west side awaits your favor! β
I was so naΓ―ve that I indulged in the world of neurosis, and I was so determined to savor the crazy words that I almost laughed out loud. Through the narrow gap, the oncoming thin Earl Koko was even smaller, but he pretended to be unstoppable.
"Honorable guests, I hope the stupid episode has not disturbed your dreams, I am the director here, Count Kirko."
The very respectful bending etiquette of holding one-handed chest made me admire Truss's artistic attainments, completely disguising the familiar enemy Bai and Siqi as strange friends, and I was the only one who was too limited in passive height and could only be enclosed in an inconspicuous coffin.
"Hello, Monsieur Count, I'm Truss, it's an honor to meet you, these are my two assistants. We are here to confirm the cause of Madame Jewel's death and to bring the body back to the glorious cemetery in the imperial capital for burial. β
Keko walked straight to the coffin, could it be that he found some clues hidden in it? The obscured view was completely plunged into darkness, and only the sound of soft lapping was heard, mixed with a faint sigh.
"Only the charming Lady of the Orb can deserve such a gorgeous place to live. Please come with me, and the body of Madame Jewel will be placed in the exclusive morgue of the Duke's Palace on the grass. β
Instead of being discovered, the faint light gradually began to recover, and the shadow of the butterfly mottled in the dark space, smelling the fragrance, and soon flew away again.
"I'm really sorry today, the Duke just went to a drinking party, and it is estimated that he will be able to come back tomorrow, please forgive me."
"It's okay, we're just carrying out the task, testing and reining in, so the Earl doesn't have to blame himself, and the Duke doesn't have to feel guilty."
Si Qi, whose voice has become thicker, is completely like the replacement of soul and body, wearing other people's skins. Count Kirko breathed a slight sigh of relief, not a lightened duty, and the Duke must not have participated in any drinking party, the reason for which can be easily explained, summed up as the expectation of exoneration, as a murderer's anxiety, always self-confidence that he can't even deceive, but also begging others to be colorblind who can't distinguish the facts, such a person to give a little comfort can make them proud enough for a long time.
However, they chose the wrong one, mistakenly believing in the angel who upheld the sword of justice, but in fact it was the demon who came to ask for his life, with the call of vengeance from the abyss. However, the Count of Coco, who turned away to avoid questioning, did not know.