According to the instructions of the town hall, two war golems, Mansour and Zakaria, guarded the main entrance, one on the left and one on the right. So the two began to act as gatekeepers.

"Hey man, this is definitely the most idiotic deployment I've ever seen. What fool would rush in through the main entrance with a puppet in his arms?" Zakalia grumbled, "The outlaws can go in with a weapon in their arms as long as they have one ticket per person. ”

Mansour sneered: "It seems that the lords of the city hall are quite confident in their prestige, but they don't know how long they can squander this kind of money." Burhan reigned for only one day, and he made history, and if you look at the stupid appearance of the town hall, you might be able to break that record. ”

"Fortunately, Ibn al-Haredun is a good man. ”

"It's time to call the lieutenant governor, I don't know if he can bring something new to the city. ”

"It should be, as long as you are an official from Nehr University, you will be counted as his student, and your conduct and learning are very good, no problem, right?"

"It's just for him to stand guard, my lords, and count it as an add-on. ”

Zakaria laughed and stopped whining.

It was already half past four in the afternoon, and the arrangements for the theater were all in place. At five o'clock, the cast and crew were in place and began to walk the stage.

Mansour and Zakaria hurried up, each ate two cakes, and the play was performed until nine o'clock in the evening, and when the adults and men left the table and the audience dispersed, the two had to drive the war puppet back to the guard headquarters and fill in the form.

After eating, Mansur jumped off the puppet to throw out the garbage, the operation compartment is cramped, and no clutter is allowed, otherwise these inconspicuous gadgets in battle will definitely make you look good. He took Zakaria's garbage with him and threw it away.

There were no trash cans at the front door, and the staff said that in order to welcome the first performance of the city's victory, the garbage would be thrown to the designated place in the back alley, so he had to go through the theater stage to the back door.

The back alley is a narrow long straight road shrouded in shadows, there is a row of garbage cans against the wall in the middle, and opposite is the garbage storage pool and tool room, which has just been cleaned up today, and the pungent sour smell is much less, Mansour threw away the garbage and was about to leave, when he suddenly saw two people coming from the alley. One of them was dressed in a costume and the other was dressed as a town hall worker.

The two of them just blocked themselves one after the other.

Strictly speaking, Mansur was now considered to have left his post without permission, and a bad meal was indispensable, and he didn't want to cause trouble, so he pushed open the hidden tool room door, hid in, quietly locked the door, and crouched behind the door.

The two approached, stood at the door of the tool room, and began to talk.

The guy in the costume opened his mouth with a bombshell: "I'm ready, when will I do it?"

The people at the town hall were also unequivocal: "The box has been cleared. The retreat route is also arranged. When you come out of the second act, you walk from the stage to the box, and there will be no guards on that road. ”

"What about weapons? The body search is very strict, and you can't hide it in the costume. I can't rush in and strangle someone, can I?"

"The crossbow is ready, and it is brought in by our own people, and our own people are not subject to interrogation. One of our twelve old brethren, an acquaintance, he was also from the town hall and wore uniform. When you see him, he will give it to you. ”

The man smiled and said, "Your Excellency is really careful, and only then did you issue a battle plan." ”

"Of course, my lord has no last resort. Tonight is the old man's death, and when the time comes, the whole city of Nehr will be an adult!"

Mansour heard everything clearly, and a cold sweat broke down his head.

Assassination Conspiracy!

Who is the old guy? Who is that "adult"? Who is capable of doing this?

At this moment, the clear voice of Miss Witch suddenly came from the earbuds: "Hey, Mansour, is it here? Your friend's matter is not difficult to solve, and I can also tear down the rags in his body." How's it going, happy, thank me. ”

Mansour was shocked, but fortunately the sound of the earbuds would not reach the outside, he slowly crouched down and tapped the earbuds gently and rhythmically.

Slap, smack, smack, smack.

Isabella was so smart that she immediately understood that Mansour had encountered an unexpected situation, and immediately said: "The earbuds are soft, you take one out, grind it flat, spread it out, and stick it on the wall or the ground, I can hear the sound nearby." If it's urgent, you hit two beats, two, three, two!"

Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang.

Isabella was unequivocal and shouted to Duck in the team chat: "Duck, Duck, emergency, emergency!"

At this time, Dark, who was far away from the city, was teaching Bai Sher how to use their psychic tower.

I have to admit that these members of the Bright Eye are indeed active in thinking, have a broad vision, and are not generally receptive to new things; coupled with relatively comprehensive cultural knowledge and rich management experience, they have initially mastered the basic methods in just one day or so. The production and defense capabilities of the base have been brought to a higher level.

That's when Isabella's newsletter came in.

Darke immediately responded: "Situation?"

"Emergency!Mansour, back alley of the Nehr City Theatre. Release!"

Darker immediately turned on the PA equipment so that the dozen or so people in the room could hear it clearly.

"Rustle...... Rustling...... Sort out the details of the operation again...... At half-past eight, the second act rested...... Turn left in the corridor, your own people, crossbow ......"

"Well, go straight...... Rustling...... From left, the third box, the target...... Turn your back on me and finish him off. ”

Someone was startled, the voice was familiar to him, and stood up to speak, but Bai Sher immediately made a silent gesture and pushed him back into his chair.

"Box...... Dark...... There will be music and fireworks...... The concert masks the sound...... Hands-on ...... when fireworks come on It's backlit shooting, don't make a mistake. ”

"Don't worry, I've practiced it many times...... Rustling...... Lord Saron...... Genius, take out Burhan without much effort...... Kill it again...... Great things will come to pass......"

"Then take control of Kunshabi...... Capture of Paghdad ...... Revival of Julia ...... Hooray!"

"Long live Julia!"

Then there was the sound of footsteps that were walking away in a short and continuous manner.

The most crucial name has not been heard, but the rudiments of the conspiracy have been fully revealed.

The man stood up again: "There is a man I know, he is a clerk under Saron, the staff of the municipal secretary. This must have been an attempt to assassinate the Governor, Lord Kadar. ”

Someone agreed: "Yes, the people's hearts are unstable now, and as soon as Lord Kadar dies, the power will definitely fall into the hands of Salon!"

Busher looked at Duck, who nodded and motioned for him to speak.

Bai Schel said: "However, Saron's prestige is insufficient, and it is far from enough to rely on the performance of the night of the book burning, if the Governor dies, the city will inevitably be in chaos, how can a person who does not have enough prestige lead a scattered city?

Humane: "But, beyond that, there will be no other worthy assassination targets." Even if the others die, it won't have a key impact on the overall situation!"

Another said: "In any case, Saron must not be allowed to succeed, and we must do everything in our power to stop his plot." ”

"That's for sure, but Salong is very insidious, there must be a backup and follow-up plan, we are not strong in the city, we are not strong in the city, we are not well informed, it is difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, and it is dangerous to act rashly." There are still three hours, and we can't mess with Mansour. I'm Harik from the Alibaba Mission, can you reply conveniently?"

Mansour immediately replied, "Yes, my lord, now I'm safe." ”

"To determine the list of people in the box, we must know who Saron is going to assassinate. Now you have the only hope, as soon as possible!"

"Understood!"