"Answer the question honestly, maybe I'll be soft-hearted and ask someone to bandage your wound. Townsend smiled, looking at it in the dim light, this smile was extremely eerie: "What do you think?"

"Yes, yes!" the fat man nodded repeatedly: "I will answer honestly." ”

"So, tell me, why are you here?"

"I ...... Our family has bought a lot of money for the smuggling route in Harvey Town......" The fat man looked at the smiling Townsend, and his voice trembled: "But the destruction of Harvey Town really has nothing to do with us! Someone is selling, and my family just happened to buy it!"

"Sell? Will anyone sell this kind of thing?"

"I heard from the head of the house, he said that it was at a private underground auction, and someone put this out for ......bidding," said the fat man, "not packed, but several smuggling lines were disassembled for auction, and the head of the house had long been interested in the smuggling business of the Swarosian family, so he wanted to buy one to try...... We don't even know who's selling!"

"I don't know who sells it, but you all dare to buy it?" Townsend snorted coldly.

"There is an underground auction house as a guarantor, and I heard that the seller's credit rating is very high, so there is no need to doubt that kind at all. The fat man said eagerly: "But after taking the picture, I just specified the time and place of the next street and what to prepare...... We don't know what the other party is going to do, even if we lend me ten guts, we don't dare to deal with the Swarosia family in private!"

"Oh, there's such a thing. Townsend thought for a moment, "When is the auction?"

"I heard—I heard from the attendant that the auction was three months ago. ”

There was a soft "snap", and Bennet, who was taking notes at another table, did not hold the pen in his hand steadily, and fell to the ground.

The news was so startling that if the auction had taken place three months earlier, it would have only meant one thing - these people had already set their sights on destroying Harvey. The destruction of his hometown is by no means an accident!

The fat man is a big man cultivated by a business family, and of course he will not confess honestly. Being able to command an armed smuggling caravan of such a scale also shows that he is not the kind of person who will happily explain his problems as soon as he is sentenced, and his strategy is to pretend to be pitiful, pretend to be confused, and confuse the public and avoid the serious.

However, when he met Townsend, the fat man was considered to have poured blood mold, and what church atonement certificates, what alternate nobles, and what idol friends were all floating clouds in Townsend's eyes. The interrogator had the time and energy to play with the fat man, and he could always come up with new tricks to entertain him, and the pain inflicted on him was so clear and prolonged that it made his fat and liver tremble together.

In order to give the fat man more time to reminisce about the pain, after each round of trial, Townsend would spare half an hour to go up and talk to people, and the business on both sides was not left behind. Several personal assistants saw the demeanor of the chief officer in his chest, and they admired him one by one.

Townsend also brought assistants with him during the interrogation, apparently to let them observe and learn, so after midnight, Townsend no longer used the torture himself, but let these subordinates take turns to play with the fat man. The laughter in the inn square continued until midnight, and the revelers grew tired, drunk, and scattered, but the terrible screams of the basement continued until dawn.

At this time, Townsend and Benneid saw off the chiefs at the entrance of the town, and made an appointment to meet again in a few days. Townsend patted his chest on their chests and assured them that there was still a great thing to discuss.

In the eyes of the natives, good deeds mean money and enjoyment, so they readily agreed, but Bennaider didn't see it that way.

After this period of cooperation, Benneth realized that he already knew a little about Townsend, and he vaguely knew what Townsend was going to do, no matter what topics and temptations he threw out at that time, there was only one core idea, that is, to ask for people, or more people! Because Townsend was currently armed with less than 200 men, this manpower was obviously not satisfactory to him......

As a close associate of Townsend, Benneid was not satisfied either. The truth is very straightforward, but how many people can understand that only by bringing everyone together under the same banner can they exert their true strength?

Benneider turned and set his eyes on the flagpole in the center of town.

In the morning light, two huge flags are slowly fluttering, bright red and blue dancing side by side, and the golden thorn and rose motifs shine against each other. Facing the first rays of sunshine in the newborn, the flag exudes a mesmerizing brilliance, making the people who look up feel relaxed and happy, especially for those who have just lost their homes, this flag is the elixir to soothe the wounds, and it is the guiding light in the confusion!

"Impressive, huh?" said Townsend softly, "so do I." ”

"The meaning of the Thorn Rose is good, uplifting and convincing. You'll be a good leader, because you know what's going on in my heart. Bennaider nodded and said, "I thought that the two flags were made for the sake of comparing choices, why should I use both?"

"We have to admit that we are weak, and if we want to grow, we can't walk on one leg. Townsend explained: "So for a long time, we were going to strike on both sides. It is necessary not only to accumulate wealth and power through commercial means, but also to consolidate territory and eliminate opponents through military means. Prepare with both hands, and be hard with both hands!"

"Does that mean that the armed forces will make up a large proportion of our team?" Benneid, following Townsend's words, found the point: "Yes, we're on the West Coast, and the days of doing business are gone." ”

"Yes, we're not just here anymore. The red flag is used by the army, so the corners of the thorn rose on it are sharp and the shape is unrestrained; the blue flag is used by the merchant group, and the thorn rose pattern does not have sharp water chestnut horns, which looks subtle and elegant, and has no aggressive intent. Townsend explained: "We need to fly these two flags in the shortest possible time, and running away is not the way to go." ”

"I see, I have a sense of urgency now. Bennaider said, "It's a nice feeling to be in control of a force on your own." ”

"Sir!" the officer in charge of the interrogation in the dungeon ran over, holding a large stack of confessions in his hand: "According to the commander's account, we have completed three rounds of interrogation and dug up some more things. The fat man is already unconscious, do you want to continue?"

"Give him treatment first, and then continue the interrogation tomorrow. During the fat man's recuperation, you can interrogate the other captives separately, and the same method is used. Townsend handed the confession to Bennet, and instructed his officers: "They are all your practice objects, be careful during the trial, everyone must study and experience it carefully, just a few prisoners, don't interrogate for a few days, and they will be killed." ”

"Understood, sir!" the officer saluted each of them, then turned to leave.