By the time the Triumvirate of Shilin Town was arrested, the executive mansion had also been completely besieged by the Guards Corps.

Bolton dispatched this time were all elite soldiers, a full 5 teams of 100 people, all of whom were extraordinary, without exception, surrounded the executive government mansion in a short time.

Chino's guards, servants, and servants were escorted out in turn, one by one, with their hair scattered, their eyes frightened, presumably halfway through their sleep and dragged out of their nests, and now they have not come back to their senses, they don't know what happened, and they screamed and begged for mercy.

Bolton's personal guards were extremely professional, no matter what the other party said, they all ignored it, and directly stuffed people into the prisoner car, and took them back to listen to the whereabouts of His Royal Highness the Prince.

The door to Chino's office was quickly broken open, and the soldiers rushed in, turning all the documents upside down, whether classified or not, and putting them in boxes.

One of the soldiers sealed the box and said in a deep voice, "Centurion, do you think that Executive Chino really has anything to do with the bloodthorns?" I still can't believe it... I also saw him at the New Year's banquet last year, and I liked the song "To the Little Princess" he played. ”

The centurion said silently, "Don't think about what you shouldn't think." ”

"Yes." The soldier no longer talks much.

Just as everyone was finishing their papers and preparing to leave, the centurion suddenly stopped where he was, his pupils moving sideways to look at the curtains.

The soldier understood, put one hand on the hilt of his sword, and walked over and forcefully opened the curtains.

"Ha-" The little black cat, hiding behind the curtain, was frightened, and shrank in the corner of the wall and kept yelling at the soldiers.

"Executive Chino also has a cat?" The soldier saw that it was a cat, and there was not much left of vigilance, he squatted down, made a hissing sound in his mouth, took out the air-dried meat in his arms and handed it forward, "Come, little kitten, I scared you, I will compensate you for some food." ”

"Hah!" The little black cat didn't appreciate it, and slapped the dried meat.

"Damn, this cat isn't cute." The soldier withdrew his hand, turned his head and asked, "Centurion, is this cat going to be taken back?" ”

The centurion had a very old-fashioned personality, and said with a blank face: "The prince has an order not to let go of any living creature." Not to mention a cat, even if I find an ant on the ground, I have to catch it and bring it back. ”

While the two soldiers were talking, the little black cat burst out without warning, and its body turned into a continuous phantom, which got out of the feet of the two and rushed out of the door like lightning.

"Whew-" But who knows, the little black cat only ran a few steps, and the golden fire of the sun surged in, intertwining into a scorching iron cage in the air, and locked it inside.

The little black cat wanted to squeeze out of the gap between the golden fires, but as soon as its body touched the burning golden fires, its fur was instantly scorched, and it could only retreat in a hurry.

"Don't move, kitten, I don't want to hurt you." The soldier's hand penetrated the golden fire cage without any restraint, pinched the back of the little black cat's neck, and picked it up, "Come back with us, someone will feed you, otherwise you will starve to death if you are locked up here." ”

The soldiers put boxes of papers on the carriage outside the government residence, and the soldiers cleared out an empty dog cage and threw the little black cat into it and locked it up.

"Roar, roar, roar—" As soon as the hounds in the other cages in the same car smelled the strange smell, they immediately barked crazy, frantically slammed into the iron cage, and bared their fangs at the little black cat.

Fortunately, the iron cage is very strong, otherwise I am afraid that flesh and blood will fly inside.

The little black cat looked around vigilantly, and not only were the vicious hounds locked up, but the dog trainer was also sitting inside.

And not to mention, the Guards Legion is worthy of being the elite of the kingdom, even if it is a dog trainer, the military literacy is also extremely high, and he did not doze off or wander, but took the trouble to scan the carriage back and forth, vigilant for every abnormal movement, and the little black cat had no chance to turn into a human form to pick the lock.

The little black cat's ears were erected, lying in the cage, and the cat's pupils stared directly at the dog trainer, waiting for a hint of relaxation that might appear on the other side...

...

Niko's bedroom.

Niko had just been sleeping when she heard a commotion outside, and when she looked out of the window, she saw that the whole mansion was crowded, and the torches stretched like a long dragon, and one after another guards and servants were dragged out of the room.

At first, Nieko thought it was an attack by a foreign enemy, and was about to pick up the cicada cry and rush out to fight, but suddenly saw several familiar figures, as if they had seen a master in the palace before, and belonged to Prince Bolton's personal guard army during the war.

Why did the prince's guards come to the government residence in Twilight City to arrest people? Niko didn't understand it at all, but her instincts made her think it wasn't easy.

If you rush out and fight now, you will inevitably be captured.

What's more, with his own level, to deal with the prince's personal guards is tantamount to a fool's dream.

It's best to find a dark place to hide and wait for an opportunity.

At this time, Niko faintly heard footsteps coming from outside the door, presumably the guards had searched the area.

Niko used the quilt and sheets as fast as she could, creating the illusion that no one had slept with it, and as for the body temperature that remained on it, it was too late to deal with it now, so she had to give up, and there was no way to find out.

Niko jumped out of bed, not wearing slippers, her delicate and soft feet were like kitten meat pads, stepping on the ground almost without the slightest sound, she picked up the cicada cry and hid in the training room of the cubicle, and quietly closed the door.

The switch design of the cultivation room is very hidden, not to mention the current dark night, even if it is daytime, it is difficult to find the switch button if it is not posted on the wall and searched carefully.

Not long after Niko hid, she heard the sound of the door opening and someone entering.

"Click, click, click..."

Judging by the regular footsteps, there is only one person.

Footsteps and groping were heard outside, presumably someone searching the room.

After a while, the man may not have noticed any clues, and he is ready to leave.

"Click, click—"

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped, followed by the creaking of the floor, and the other party seemed to be half-kneeling on the ground, leaning over to check something...

Niko's heart tightened.

In order not to make a sound of footsteps, she didn't wear slippers just now, and walked barefoot, probably because of the temperature difference between the soles of her feet and the waxed wooden floor, leaving foggy footprints.

Sure enough, the next sound confirmed Niko's suspicions.

"Click, click..."

The footsteps were getting closer and closer to the cultivation room, and it was supposed that the visitor had found the footprints and walked along it, and then the sound of fingers tapping on the wall came.

"Knock knock."

"Click." Eventually, the other party managed to find the wall and open the trap.

The secret door of the cultivation room opened, and the light of the torch seeped into the inside, becoming more and more dazzling.

Niko was now clinging to the corner, clutching her weapon, holding her breath.

Just as the figure entered the cultivation room, Niko directly raised her light sword and stabbed the other party in the shoulder.

The comer had a strong military literacy, and he was already mentally prepared, so he was not frightened at all, and rolled to the side like lightning to dodge, and then the long sword was unsheathed, ready to counterattack.

Niko didn't dare to fight, and just wanted to run away, but heard a familiar voice: "Wait... Niko? ... Are you Niko?! ”