Chapter 531: A Hint of Doom

It was late at night, and Duchamp, after a busy day, finally returned to his hiding place and briefed Lu on the progress of the day. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I saw that Councillor Torbay today, who is said to be the second most influential person in Parliament, and he is extremely supportive of both things, and we have already given Delga a lot of benefits, so I am afraid that it is really possible to move forward with the removal of the Eagle Pass." Speaking of this, Duchamp forgot to go to the road with a slight apology: "This matter is closely related to the safety of the territory of Gatapunia, maybe we will have to do it again after a while." ”

Lu was silent for a while, and clenched his hands into fists: "Gatapunia is our retreat, not to mention that these people have not investigated one by one, so it's better to wait a few more days." ”

The tired Duchamp walked to his bed, but found that his bed was already occupied, and the Coulo lay leisurely in the hammock, watching him come over, with a smile on his face that made Duchamp feel extremely familiar, commonly known as - to watch a good show.

"Why, aren't you optimistic about this?"

"No, I'm very optimistic about it now! If you can successfully get the MPs to introduce this bill at the banquet, I think it's pretty much it! If you are willing to give each member of parliament some money, the effect must be better, don't you have a lot of redemption in your arms? Don't be stingy, give one to each person as a reward for bringing the bill, or take them to Delgado, which works best. ”

Duchamp stared at Curlo's face suspiciously, always feeling that there was something in these words that he had missed. But Cullo was content to cover his face with his hat and fell asleep peacefully.

The world fell into a deep sleep. But this absolutely does not include the duty officers of those institutions that must monitor and maintain order in the country day and night.

An urgent letter, on such a night, flew to the Nineteenth Regiment of the Reich, resident in Julay. This is an urgent letter from the National Police Agency, asking the army's airship flat to be opened to an airship that is about to fly from the imperial capital, which will land at five o'clock in the morning.

This letter woke up many people again. At four o'clock in the morning, a mysterious guest quietly visited the Speaker's lavish mansion, and the butler, seeing his appearance, hastened to take him to the study.

The big white bird, which was napping, was also woken up by the sudden opening of the door, and it quietly flew close to the room with the light on, spread its wings, and the sound in the study was instantly amplified.

"Chief Yusuf asked me to visit Your Excellency and give you a little advice!" The guest's opening remarks suddenly woke Mura from his sleep, and he rolled over in shock and held the earphone with one hand to make its sound more stable.

The speaker who hurried downstairs in his nightgown didn't have time to shush the cold and ask nervously, "What's wrong?" ”

The guest, in fact, was Chief Yusuf's personal guard, he was dressed in civilian clothes, with the usual coldness of a soldier on his face, and his words did not carry any emotion: "The Chief Commander wants me to convey to Your Excellency: Although I refused the Speaker's request last time, our friendship is still unaffected. The chief also kindly reminded Your Excellency that it is better to be a low-key person, and it was extremely inappropriate to entertain the chief executive on the yacht with such fanfare the last time. I heard that tomorrow night, it seems that you are going to hold a banquet at the mansion again. At this time of year, why be so high-profile? ”

The speaker suddenly remembered that he had not invited the chief minister, for fear that the other party would have a misunderstanding, so he hurriedly explained: "It's just an ordinary banquet, because it is inconvenient for the chief to attend, so I slacked off, please tell the chief minister about this situation." ”

The guards interrupted him. "The chief asked me to come here to confirm one thing, the chief has always taken care of your transactions in good faith, do you have any money here, if so, quickly hand it over to me to take back."

Delgado hurriedly distinguished: "I have always been cautious and never keep these things, please tell the chief and let him rest assured." ”

The guard still refused to give up: "Even if there are no stubs, then there must always be things like handwritten notes." ”

Delgado's face oozed fine sweat, and he honestly admitted: "When you are old, sometimes you have a bad memory, and you will make a note, but that is only a date and a number, and no name is involved, and no one will understand it." ”

The guards stood there motionless. Delgado sighed, picked up a notebook from his desk, flipped to two of its pages, and handed it over.

Numbers were scribbled in the notebook, and the guards glanced at them and carefully tore them out, along with the connected page numbers. "Are there really only these two pages?"

Delgado, a little annoyed and a little puzzled, explained: "This is only to prevent sometimes mistakes in memory, and my person, the chief should be trustworthy." ”

The guard nodded, folded the pages and put them in his pocket, and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Delgado hurriedly opened the drawer, took an object, chased it out, stuffed it into the guard's hand, and pleaded: "We are old friends, can you reveal a little information to me, why did the chief let you come to me at four o'clock in the morning?" ”

The guard shook the item in his hand, knowing that it was one of Julai's specialties, the Qiyao Stone. Seeing that he had received benefits from this man many times, he kindly repeated again: "Speaker, at this time, it is better to keep a low profile." ”

The guests were gone, and Delgado was still standing motionless. The butler came over and reminded him to go and rest. Delgado shook his head, a politician and banker with deep apprehension but no idea where the danger would come from.

After a while, he opened a door in his study and walked inside. The inner room was dedicated to a small idol of the deity, and he went in, offered the tribute, and began to pray reverently. This is an old statue, even Delgado doesn't know who this vague-looking idol is, but it is the treasure of the Delgado family, usually this idol is just an ordinary stone sculpture, but whenever the family has a major crisis, I heard that the predecessors say that this statue can always give people timely revelation.

This is not a rumor, 19 years ago, at the moment of crisis, Delgado personally sensed the warning of the idol, and he did not take it too seriously when he was still young, but fortunately his father was still alive, and he did what the idol told him to do, and in the end, the Delgado family survived the difficult time unharmed.

Later, although the idol remained asleep, Delgado thought that it might be because he was not really in trouble. The fact is that he has survived all the difficulties with his own ability. He didn't expect much from this prayer.

This time, however, the idol unexpectedly responded.

An ethereal consciousness sounded in Delgado's mind: "Doom! Waterfowl! ”

Delgado was puzzled, but the idol responded, a sign that he was in great trouble.

"Doom, waterfowl!" He chewed on the two words blankly, but he didn't get the point. In a daze, he unconsciously looked at the dawn that was gradually lighting outside the window, but saw that the bad luck was three meters away from him.

Delgado yelled, ran to his desk, pulled out a pistol, pushed open the window and shot out. The waterfowl, which had no intelligence, staggered under the tree, and a preset emergency procedure was activated. The people in the house were awakened by the gunshots, and hurriedly opened the window to look out, and saw Delgado wearing pajamas and running into the garden with a gun, and there was a white waterfowl smoking at his feet.

Delgado kicked the bird tentatively, and with a look of horror on his face, he took off his dressing gown, wrapped the waterfowl, walked back, told the butler to shut up all the people in the house, and then, shut himself in his study, and continued to pray in front of the idol.

Awakened by the sound of gunshots, Mura jumped out of bed and stared out the window at the city's rising dawn. His falcon-like gaze was in the direction of Delgado's house.

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