"You're here! What now...... What to do?"

Bart bypassed the young man who pounced on him, walked straight to the window, hid behind the curtains, and carefully observed everything outside the field.

From the badge, Bart recognized it at a glance as the local garrison, and without looking back, he said to his two men, "Find something to block the gate." ”

The two silent and expressionless men walked straight to the living room.

"Listen inside, you're already surrounded, please ......" someone outside shouted with a microphone in his hand.

The shouting continued for more than half an hour, but the house remained lifeless, and there was no response.

A captain-looking man shook his head and said to the deputy beside him, "Go!

"Captain Akaman, why should you alarm the regiment commander with this kind of thing? just let our men attack it, and it will be over!" asked someone who was the deputy, puzzled.

"The mistress of this room is said to be the niece of the Duke. Now it's happening again, in our jurisdiction. If this matter is not handled well, you and I may lose our heads. ”

"Is it that serious?"

Akaman turned his head to look around to make sure that no one could hear his next words, and then whispered to his deputy, "Listen, I don't feel like this is an ordinary bandit case, have you seen that the bandit will stay at the victim's house after committing the crime?"

Akman saw his deputy shake his head and continued, "This matter is out of the scope of you and me. ”

Just as the two were discussing the matter, the soldiers in the rear who were responsible for maintaining order suddenly came with news.

A recruit-like man ran over, stopped in front of Akkman, stretched out his right hand and clenched his fist on his left chest, gave a standard regimental salute, and shouted, "Report!" ”

"Got it!"

"Yes!" the recruit saluted again, then turned and ran away.

"Tell the minute, everyone stand by!"

"Yes!" the deputy replied, turning down to deliver the order.

In the room, Bart was still standing behind the curtains, observing what was happening outside.

"I remember there are two barrels of kerosene in the basement, please go and get them!" Bart said suddenly.

Since Bart hadn't turned around, the young man standing on the ground looked left and right, then pointed to himself and said, "Are you talking about me?"

Bart turned away from the window and said with a smile, "Of course it's you, is there anyone else here?"

"Oh!," said the young man, turning and walking towards the basement.

"By the way, bring that dead wind lantern with you!"

"Understood!"

Along the way, I thought about it and thought, no, I don't have a reason to help them, I'm just in charge of monitoring them.

Thinking of this, the young man stopped, turned and was about to go back. only to find that the man who gave him the order was not in the living room at the moment. And the two people who haven't spoken since they met don't have the courage to open their mouths to ask.

The young man thought about it and decided to go down to the basement for a walk, the main purpose of which was to confirm whether the two were really dead.

In the basement, Shirley Mei and Griff seemed to have been silent for a long time, and the young man did not dare to come forward to check it after seeing the large pool of blood on the ground with the help of the light of the dead wind lamp. Holding a kerosene drum in one hand, I don't know what happened, I tripped over something under my feet, my body instantly lost its balance, and the dead wind lamp rolled directly to the side, and the only light source disappeared.

The young man felt that the hairs on his body were blowing up, so he didn't care about anything else, picked up the only remaining bucket of kerosene, and ran away. It wasn't until he returned to the ground that he breathed a sigh of relief, and even he didn't know why he was so scared.

Seeing that the young man was twice as big, Bart frowned a little, and said in his heart, Are all Alma's subordinates saved like this?

Bart bent over, ready to take it out of the young man's arms, but failed to take it out the first time. It turned out that the frightened young man hugged the only remaining barrel of kerosene very tightly.

It wasn't until Bart said, "Give me my things!" that the young man came to his senses and let go of his hands.

The young man got up and silently stood behind Bart. It seems that I am ashamed because of my performance just now.

"Hey, what, see?" said Bart for a moment, seemingly unable to remember the young name, and then ignored it. Pointing to the location of the door to the living room, he continued, "From here, including in front of the window, all the kerosene is poured on it. Do you want to do this, do you understand?" said Bart as he gestured.

"Understood!" said the young man, nodding, "and my name is ......." ”

"What?" asked Bart, confused.

The young man suddenly remembered that his partner had explained before leaving that he would never say his name. Then he said, "Mr. Bart, where are you going?"

Bart was a little upset as he said, "I said two barrels of kerosene, but you only got one barrel back." I have to come by myself, young people can't rely on the exam at all. Shaking his head, he walked towards the basement.

The young man was silent this time, picked up the barrel of kerosene, and began to do as Bart had told.

In the basement, Bart seemed to be unaffected by the darkness, and walked straight up to Shirley Mei and whispered, "Hold on for a few more minutes, and soon someone will come to your rescue." As he spoke, he stuffed the note he had written in advance into Shirley's hand, "This, I hope you can hand it over to the duke." Remember, it's your own hands. ”

After Bart finished speaking, he got up and found the fallen dead wind lamp in the corner, and brought the remaining half of the barrel of kerosene with him, and then got up and returned to the ground.

At this time, all the furniture that could be moved in the living room was moved to the gate by two of Barth's men. If someone from outside is about to attack, in fact, it won't be able to stop for long. However, for Bart, a slight delay was enough.

Make a simple mechanism out of a rope and a dead wind lamp, hang it on the window, and light it anew.

As for the remaining half barrel of kerosene, Bart simply made it into a simple * and stuffed it onto the furniture used to block the door. The hesitant oil barrel was wooden, and Bart wasn't worried about whether the thing could be ignited.

"Go upstairs!"

Seeing the three of them running upstairs, the young man hurriedly followed.

The house where Griff lived was a small complex building, four stories if you added the basement and the small attic on the top floor. When you go up to the attic, there is a skylight opposite the entrance on the first floor.

Just as a few people climbed from the skylight to the roof, a loud bang came from the ground.

The voice was muffled, and Bart guessed that it was his own * that detonated.

Looking down from the roof, the ground was already in chaos, and no one would notice the situation on the roof. Bart took a few people and escaped easily.

...... Rewind the clock to an hour ago.

Reyeke Hadrosen, the head of the garrison corps, was molesting a certain dancer in a tavern near the station. Of course, the "flirting" here is different from the molestion we usually know, similar to the kind of sex that men love women.

In fact, in peacetime, the garrison corps is a kind of idle duty, and unlike the frontier corps like the Flann Legion, the garrison corps is only responsible for the normal day-to-day and security of several large cities near the capital. At the level of the regiment commander, there is basically nothing to worry about him, and the northerners like spirits, so it is normal to desert on the occasion of patrolling.

Five minutes before the duke's order reached his deputy, Rejek was still talking about his ideals with the dancing girl.

Because the case occurred in a residential area for public officials, the person in charge immediately reported it to the Corps Garrison Headquarters. Because our captain was not there at the time, the matter was soon transferred to the Duke's Palace.

Soon, the order was given, Rejek was suspended, and his deputy temporarily took over the post of regimental commander. After that, the deputy of the temporary head of the regiment immediately gave an order to go to the scene of the crime himself.

It was precisely because of this that Bart and the others had enough time to prepare for the escape.

After the regiment commander arrived at the scene, he directly gave the order to storm it.

After the order was unsuccessful, the soldier turned to the window and naturally triggered the trap. The shattered dead wind lamps will be lit by the curtains that have not been soaked for a long time, along with the wooden furniture that acts as a barrier. The assault was thwarted, and a few minutes later, the fire ignited the prepared * and instantly blew out several soldiers who were breaking the door.

Fortunately, the power of * is not great, and several people are not only burned, but they are also injured when they fall. Although there is no fear of life, it is enough for a few people.

The regimental commander immediately ordered the evacuation of all the residents in the vicinity, and after a period of chaos, the soldiers who rushed in quickly found the two wounded in the basement and rushed them to the nearest hospital for treatment.

However, the soldiers on the scene had another dilemma. The staircase leading from the first floor to the second floor was completely burned down, and the only way to get up was to find another way.

After the hostages were rescued, except for the soldiers who stayed behind to survey the scene and patrol the defense, the rest were withdrawn to the station.

Afterwards, Akman, who was in charge of the scene, handed in a report, but as soon as this report arrived at the regimental headquarters, it was taken away by the duke.

Because Shirley Mei is his niece, it doesn't seem like a big deal to others.

Akaman, who was squatting outside the burned house and smoking a cigarette, got up and walked into the living room of the house as if he had suddenly thought of something, carefully observed the burned windows and doors, and then focused his eyes on the staircase that led to the second floor.

Only the first half of the entire site was burned, and at the end of the staircase, in addition to the gate damaged by the explosion, the staircase was the most seriously burned. The kitchen connected to the basement in the back, not to mention Mars, is estimated not to have even entered much smoke.

On purpose? Or was it just a coincidence? Akaman couldn't figure out why he did it.

"Don't you think it's strange, Captain?"

Akman came back to his senses and looked at his deputy, "Hmm, what's so strange about Bisgi. ”

"Look!" Bisig pulled out the notebook he had with him and flipped through one of the pages, which showed the floor plan of the first floor of the house, and there were many arrows and words on the drawing.

"You see, this is the only part of the house that burned down," said Bisiji, drawing a circle around the gate above, "the point of explosion is here, if I remember correctly, a few minutes after the explosion,* the flames were extinguished. At that time, it seemed that it was not used to kill, but to reduce the burning area of the flame. Bisaki said as he demonstrated the general state of the scene before it burned.

A man who looked like a soldier ran over and whispered a few words in Bisgi's ear. After listening to this, Bisji did not make any exaggerated moves, and after sending the soldiers away, he walked to Akaman's side, lowered his voice, and said, "I just received news from the hospital that the owner of the house has been picked up by a mysterious person!"

"Bisji, stop this matter, find a few more people to set a fire in the kitchen. I'll send someone to handle the perimeter, and don't get any near here until it's over. With that, Akkaman threw the already extinguished cigarette butt into the still burning wreckage and walked out.

Although Bisiji didn't quite understand why his captain suddenly gave such an order, he still did what he ordered.

.......

In one of Duke Reis's private properties, a somewhat bald doctor came out of the bedroom, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to the middle-aged man standing at the window, "Your Excellency, rest assured, the injured person is not in any danger to his life, and it is a miracle that the knife did not hurt the patient's respiratory organs and all nerves." The other person, who is a bit less optimistic, has almost no intact bones, and I suggest you go to the priest, and perhaps only their light will be saved. ”

"Good work!

The doctor bowed, gathered away the tools that had been placed on the table, and turned to go out.

The middle-aged man opened the note in his hand again, and the contents were the same ones that Bart had left for him at the risk of being exposed again.

The Empire will make a big move against Newingland, and the pursuing force will soon arrive in Cagaland.

Dozens of words, but almost took two lives.

Duke Lacey looked at the note in his hand, a little big, Belmar is still a mess here, and there are new moves on the Imperial side.

On Kagaran's side, he wasn't worried for the time being, after all, he had a very reliable ally there. But what about Newland's own situation?

The day after Lacey was worried about the note in his hand, early in the morning, news came from the Council of Elders.

The Empire took Newland, a small neutral state in the south.

From the time the information was received to the time the news was obtained, there was no more than twenty-four hours in between, during which time the Empire did not show any signs of moving troops against Neuland.

At this moment, in the primeval forest outside the city, Bart, who had just gotten the news, said to himself,

"It's still a step too late!"