Chapter 156: Blood Theater (3)
Mansour shouted: "Aladdin, your pension is here, I have already collected it for you!"
The shout succeeded in attracting the attention of the two.
Hearing a familiar voice, Aladdin's gaze turned: "Mansur, why are you here?"
Mansur walked briskly and slapped him on the shoulder: "Assigned by Captain Serim, drive the war puppet to defend the theater and prevent accidents. ”
He spoke of "war puppets" and "unexpected circumstances" very seriously, almost through gritted teeth.
Aladdin was clearly aware of the anomaly.
I came here too smoothly, didn't I? There wasn't a single guard on the entire floor? As soon as I went upstairs, I thought I was going to ambush me.
The quarrel was all over the place, and there were still no guards.
Deliberately emptying the guards?Who did that?What purpose?
Now, my friend is again deliberately emphasizing violent methods.
There is a case!
Aladdin laughed and punched Mansour in the chest: "You bastard! ”
The official sneered: "Don't get out of here!"
Aladdin and Mansour turned to leave, when an old and majestic order suddenly came from behind them: "You two, wait!"
The two young men turned their faces and saw the lieutenant governor of Ibn Khaldun, who stood behind Salon with his eyes downcast.
"I know the two of you, you are the heroes who helped the crisis, what's wrong, what's wrong?"
Mansour hurriedly said: "It's nothing, a little misunderstanding, it's okay now." Uh......"
"Well, I've never heard of the town hall giving a pension to a living person. Now there are no outsiders, you have something to say. ”
"Uh......"
Ibn Khaldun knew where al-Mansur's gaze was headed, and snorted coldly.
Saron hurriedly took half a step back, lowering his head.
Ibn al-Khaldun said: "Well, there are still ten minutes to go, and now I have to go to the toilet." You two, come with me. ”
Mansour was overjoyed: "That's great, that's great!"
Salong disagreed: "Your Vice-Chancellor, your safety ......"
"An ace puppet technician, a lamp god, the whole city, there will be no safer place than the two of them. Why, I have to pull a battalion of soldiers to follow me when I go to the toilet?"
"The lower official is guilty, my lord, please take it. ”
The whole time, Saron didn't look up, his face was hidden in the shadows.
The theater was full of people, but the corridor behind the theater was empty and quiet. An old man and two young walked slowly along the beautifully carpeted corridor to the toilet.
As soon as seven o'clock in the evening came, and the opera "Our Cousins of Nehr" began on time, but the lieutenant governor had not returned, and the representatives of the city guard and the citizens could not sit still, and threw inquiring glances at Saron, who got up and left the table to find the three men.
But instead of running to the toilet, Saron turned into the boiling water room on the second floor.
Several large copper kettles were placed on the stove, and the long flames danced wildly, casting shadows on Saron's face, and his face was as uncertain as the light and shadow changed.
The old man in charge of boiling the water was startled when he saw Saron coming in person, and quickly got up: "My lord!"
"What about the three of them?"
"I'm going to the toilet, and there's no monitoring circle in the toilet. But that's only one exit. The windows are so narrow that people can't get out. ”
"Things have changed, and those two people have weirdness. The plan may well have been leaked. If Ibn Haldun had determined to go, we would not have been able to stop him. ”
"So what to do, do you want to cancel the plan?"
"No, it was done as planned. Saron smiled strangely, "Do you believe it, even if someone wrote the original plan and put it in front of Kadar, he wouldn't believe it." ”
The old man looked puzzled.
He would not allow anyone else to get his hands on the power he had so hard to hold, no matter who it was. Knowing that it was a pit, he had to jump! ”
"Yes. My lord, the three of them came out, as if they were saying something. ”
"Can you hear me?"
"I'll try. ”
Ibn Khaldun's voice came from the listening circle hidden in the boiling water: "I have lived for more than sixty years, and I can be considered to have some knowledge. You young people are working hard, and you are also very utilitarian, and sometimes it is easy to see the road clearly. Don't always think about the bad in everything, be sure that there is nothing that cannot be done, and if you can't do it, it will not be the time. ”
Mansour smiled, "Xenos have fallen from the sky, what should I do?"
"But not once did I attack the city. Our technology will get higher and higher, and one day, xenomorphs will no longer be a threat. Maybe you might be able to use them to pull carts. ”
The two young men laughed heartily together.
Laughing, Ibn Khaldun said: "In the most difficult times, success is often one step away, and at this time, resolute, decisive and skillful, you can find a way." You can laugh best when you have the last laugh. Remember, remember!"
"We remembered. ”
The old man standing in front of the listening circle turned to Saron: "My lord, it doesn't sound unusual, these two boys seem to have stumbled in by mistake. ”
"It can't be a coincidence. What is the old guy writing? Pull it over, pull it over!"
Ibn Khaldun quickly wrote a few words on a piece of paper and handed it to Aladdin: "In this way, your problem will be solved early tomorrow morning." ”
Aladdin thanked him with a thousand thanks: "Thank you, Lord Vice-Governor, thank you, Lord Vice-Governor!"
"Then, you two, hurry back to your posts, by the way, tell the dung picker, there are a few dung buckets that haven't been cleaned just now, and they are almost full. ”
Mansour smiled and said, "You are the deputy governor, do you still need to ask about this kind of thing personally?"
Ibn Khaldun laughed: "I'm used to it, I can't see it dirty, besides, people are old, and the toilet is running diligently, maybe I will use it again later?"
The old man looked at Salong with an inquiring gaze, Salong shook his head, threw down the sentence "according to the original plan", and hurriedly rushed out of the boiling water.
As soon as he stood still, Ibn al-Haldun appeared around the corner. He immediately greeted him with a smile on his face: "My lord, you are back." ”
Ibn Haldun waved his hand absently: "What are you doing here? ”
Then he returned to the box and watched the opera intently.
For the whole scene, more than forty minutes, he didn't make any changes.
Saron's head was sweating slightly, the old guy was so calm, did he know nothing, or was he confident?
Using the opportunity to go to the opera to assassinate Ibn al-Harldun and blame al-Qadhar was his plan.
Ibn al-Khaldun is alive, and who is the greatest threat?
Because of Ibn Khaldun's performance on the night of the book burning, the remnants of the Holy Mosque hated him so much that it was entirely possible to carry out a targeted assassination.
So, how did the remnants of the Holy Mosque get into the theater? Of course, the Governor became an internal ghost in order to kill the new Deputy Governor.
The Governor had a complete motive for committing the crime. In addition to the struggle for power, there is also the most important point - black prisons.
The Governor's ass is not clean, and he did all the things that were unconscionable. Now, in order to silence the black jail, he continued to seal the prison, ignoring the suffering families, and was horrified to learn that the Lieutenant Governor was investigating the matter, so he resorted to assassination.
If it goes well, the remnants of the Holy Mosque, the black prison, and the disobedient deputy governor will all be wiped out.
Looking at Nehr, there was no one who could threaten his position.
What a perfect plan, what a vicious mind, a beast with a human face and a beast's heart!
When the time comes, let me be the hero of the saro.
But why doesn't this Ibn Khaldun move?