After lunch, everyone in Brest entered the hotel, including the drunkard who lived across the street from the hotel. He had a bag bulging out of his head and a little bruising in his eyes, which he had taken twice when he wanted to challenge Brest's patience.

For the drunkard, he was greatly hurt by the events of the day, the house he had built with his wife was burned, all his savings were turned to ashes, even his favorite large puppet was accidentally broken by him, and he felt that there was nothing more that could hurt him, and that he had no future.

So, he plans to join the gang.

"Do you want to rob me? Take me with you, I know the situation of most people in the family here, the richest person in the town is the sheriff, I heard that he hid a gold bar in an iron box in his police office, which is worth at least five hundred yuan! Also, there is a hotel on the way out of town in the west, the owner is very rich, at least three or four hundred yuan, as long as you give her fifty cents, she will help you take a bath, do you understand? , the drunkard thinks that this is an opportunity, anyway, he has nothing, it is better to follow this group of people to rob once, maybe his life will go on another path.

But unfortunately, Brest's answer was two punches, so he didn't know what he was saying wrong. Not only was he gagged, but he was tied up and stuffed under the bed.

"The two rooms on the third floor are not occupied by Durin, 303 is a young couple, 305 lives an old man, the only possibility is 203 This room, no one comes out at noon. Brest was sharing his information with his companions, and he had a room on the second and third floors, and then had people stand by the window at the end of the corridor and smoke, and they would surely come out to eat as long as there were people in those rooms.

Brest thought that Durin could not have known that they had arrived, and that they were staying in the hotel where he was staying. Once Dorin's found, they choose to kidnap them at night and leave the town at night. When the money was in hand, they sent Durin to God, and with a large sum of money, they would soon become important figures in the Freedom Front. Even if they don't return to the Freedom Front, the money they get from Doolin is enough for them to squander their lives.

It is said that the price of goods in the Federation is not high, and they may be able to go to the Federation to start a new journey in life.

Brest's fingers tapped on the table with his elbow, and he said with great certainty, "If nothing else, Durin must be living in room 203." My plan was to take him and the people around him without alerting the local sheriff, and to leave him alone in the wilderness. At this time, someone asked how to take Durin away, and Brest replied without thinking: "Of course it was to force him, do you plan to ask him to leave with us on his own initiative?", he waved his hand, "I know what you want to say, I will assign your task now." ”

"You, continue to stare in the corridor on the second floor, knock on the door if Durin comes out, and if he doesn't come out, you don't have to do anything to alarm him, he will definitely not show up easily. ”

"You, go get a wagon, buy or rent it, buy a few bales of hay from a nearby place where we sell hay, and then we will catch Durin and stuff him in the hay and leave the town, even if the sheriff or the local militia patrol at night. ”

"You, go and get close to the boss, find out if there is a spare key, and if so, steal the spare key for 203. If not, we came back, and we experimented with the door of our room to see how we could open the door without making a sound. But I'm sure the boss will have a spare key there, and we only took one!"

"You ......"

"Purr...... Purr ......"

Brest suddenly shut his mouth, and all seven people in the room looked at the only bed in the room, and their eyes seemed to be able to see through the bed to the person snoring under the bed.

"Do you want to kill him?", one of them asked, "it is dangerous to keep him, he has seen our appearance, and may sell us to the sheriff, so it is better to kill him now while there is nothing to be found." ”

In the west, there was a policy that anyone who could provide a portrait of a criminal could get a bounty ranging from five to five hundred yuan, and at first many people made up some so-called portraits for this purpose to get a bounty, and finally found that a wanted criminal often had several to a dozen appearances, and those wanted criminals with higher wanted rewards even had dozens of different portraits, which brought great trouble to the arrest of wanted criminals. Later, the West decided to postpone the payment of the bounty, and added a penalty system, which also ranged from five to five hundred yuan.

This made many people who wanted to be greedy for cheap give up selling portraits to make money.

Brest thought for a moment and then shook his head, "He's still a little useful, take him with you when you leave." ”

The situation in the camp was also relatively clear, and it seemed that there were no major problems at the moment, but he knew that a large-scale offensive would be needed to organize the next major offensive to solve a potential crisis - supplies. Now that many places have refused to provide supplies, and both large and small transactions have been temporarily suspended, this has caused the first crisis of the Freedom Front. If they can't solve the supply problem, they will not starve to death, but many will choose to leave.

What future can you have with an organization that can't even afford to eat? Everyone joins the Freedom Front not for some bullshit lofty ideals, but for the sake of making money and enjoying life. But if the Freedom Front can't provide any of these things, the people like Brest who are not slaves will leave, and maybe they will sell the Freedom Front to the state government or the military by the way, at least they can make a profit from there.

However, if there is someone who knows Washo very well, perhaps they can move the target of the raid from the mines to the town. As long as they can take this town, the supply in the town will be enough for them not to think about supply for three months, and in three months, the situation may not be as tense as it is now, and then it will be a good time for them to show their talents.

Brest was about to say something, but he forgot what he was going to say just now, and he opened his mouth, "That's it, do as planned!"

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps going upstairs on the stairs, this kind of old wooden house is not very soundproof, and sometimes the sound of the couple on the third floor studying how human beings originated after nightfall can be heard by the owner on the first floor. The sound of heavy footsteps made Brest's expression move slightly, and he immediately stood up and opened the door, and walked out, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and holding one in his mouth by the window at the end of the hallway.

He watched as the three men walked down the hallway, one of them glancing at him, his gaze lingering on his face for several seconds before looking away.

One of the three seemed to be so drunk that he couldn't even walk smoothly, and the people around him were still laughing at him for getting drunk without drinking much, and Brest hated this kind of person who couldn't drink and had to drink. At the same time, Brest noticed that they were carrying two boxes for their meals, and the food exposed inside made him smile slightly. He was not mistaken, there were still people in the room where there was no sound, and there were two people.

Durin must have been inside, he watched as the men entered 203, waited in the hallway for a while, and one of the three people left just now, and Durin didn't leave. He extinguished his cigarette and turned to lie on the windowsill and watched the man walk off the distance before returning to his room.

"Durin is still in the room, there are at least three people in it, and now they are acting according to the plan, and they are all moving!"

It didn't take long for the person who arranged to go to the boss to get close to him, and his expression was a little strange, "The boss is not there, the player is on, and I found the spare key for 203 from the counter." As he spoke, he took out a key with a number plate and showed it.

Brest said indifferently: "Maybe that guy went to the toilet, or went to get food, don't worry about him, keep an eye on 203's movements, whether to continue to live a poor life without a day in the future, or to spend a lot of money, it depends on tonight!"

Everyone in the room had a look of anticipation, and these expressions lasted less than half an hour.

Half an hour later, suddenly there was a knock on the door of the room, because Brest had arranged for someone to keep an eye on the outside, knock on the door if there was any movement, and at this time there was a knock on the door, something must have happened. Everyone in the room sat up from their beds or chairs one by one, drew their pistols from their waists, and walked softly to the back of the door. Brest asked in a low voice, "Who's outside?"

The person outside the door didn't even finish the word "I" when another voice interrupted him, "My things were left in your room yesterday, your friend said he didn't see it, but I think he saw it, if you don't mind, let me go in and have a look, maybe it's inside." ”

"Who are you?", Brest opened the door through a small slit, through which he saw a man in his thirties, who for some reason had an itch in his nostrils.

He was looking at the man, and the man was looking at him, and after the two looked at each other for a moment, the man suddenly said, "Maybe I lost it somewhere else, sorry." ”

Saying that, he turned around and left without hesitation, Brest was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted that he couldn't let this person leave!

He opened the door and walked out, shouting at the man's back, "I did find something in the room that doesn't belong to us, come in and see if it's yours." ”

But the speed of the man's departure was getting faster and faster, and Brest was ringing in his heart, and immediately pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the man's back, "You'd better stop me!"

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