Chapter 12: Guards

For the guards, solving the gangs entrenched in the industrial zone is not even a "problem" at all. They don't take revolvers and throwing sticks, and then stupidly line up to storm a stronghold that might be filled with dangerous star thieves and criminals, and all of them are forbidden weapons.

The job of the guards is more to protect than to attack.

In line with the principle of "let the professionals do the professional work", Todd took people directly to the District Privy Council in Newsal, and then reported to the Privy Council's security department what he and Dussaint had encountered.

Ten minutes later, twelve black steam wagons streamed out of the side door of the Privy Council and headed for the industrial area.

The Privy Council is a parliamentary body of the aristocracy that has the power to approve government budgets through mandatory regional acts...... They are also responsible for the safety and security of the nobility of the region.

All the guards are essentially sent by the Privy Council. And until they retired, the guards received a salary from the Privy Council.

The nobles would also prepare an allowance for their guards that was several times the salary of the Privy Council, but some of them were really down-and-out nobles who could not afford to pay their salaries, and at the same time did not need so many guards...... And these guards also need to earn money to support their families.

As a result, the Privy Council was very considerate in preparing opportunities for these guards to earn additional allowances.

For example, the "mission" that Todd is applying for now is one of the more popular types of perks.

"A gang insulted and assaulted a lord?" The middle-aged woman who was in charge of accepting the application at the reception opened her mouth in shock, and then regained her professional status in a few seconds, "I will declare a state of emergency immediately, and the intelligence department and the attack department will immediately organize personnel to cooperate with your actions." โ€

After writing down the order on a long slip of paper, the venerable lady took a metal cylinder from her desk, opened the movable compartment on the side, and stuffed the note into it.

The metal cylinder was fed into the metal pipe erected next to the table. As the lever was pulled off with force, the high-pressure gas propelled the metal cylinder into the new room. About half a minute later, a tall middle-aged man with an eye patch walked into the reception and said in a hoarse voice, "Ready, ready to go." โ€

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"These gangsters......" A middle-aged man with an eyepatch in his hand held a double-barreled shotgun and walked around the room with a stride. His voice was hoarse, like two stones that had been drifting in the universe for thousands of years colliding with each other, "They can enjoy life!" โ€

"Much better than the wine that Lord Earl drinks." Another younger, gun-wielding guard muttered, "The Star Thieves' business is really profitable. โ€

"Money comes quickly, and people will naturally die quickly." The sound of stones clashing continued, "Also, don't joke about the nobility. โ€

The two men made a quick check to make sure that there were no creatures in the room that could pose a threat to Dussand, and then gestured outside.

Escorted by Todd and Tom, Dusundt and Rosen walked into the ...... The "war zone" that was bombarded by dozens of grenades.

Rosen was terrified at first, and even cried again at one point after seeing the explosion.

As a child born and raised in an industrial area for eleven years, Enrico's name is synonymous with a nightmare. Ordinary civilian families will scare children who don't want to sleep at night: "Star thieves are coming to arrest you!" And the parents in the industrial area who have been dealing with metal drills for a day, and are covered in the smell of engine oil and cinders, do not have this kind of idle time. They will only throw down a sentence of "If you don't sleep again, I'll sell you to Boss Enrico!" โ€

Sometimes, frightened children really can't tell if their parents are telling the truth.

After all, it is true that some children have since disappeared into the industrial area. Some say they've seen rudimentary wooden stakes carved into tombstones on remote frontier mining planets. It contains the name of the missing child, as well as their hometown, Nyusar Upper Albin.

Rosen was very scared, very scared to enter the small two-story building. Especially when this small building has been destroyed in a mess, he even wants to turn around and run away.

The area around this small building has always been a forbidden area for children to play. Even children of three or four years old are afraid to play around this small building.

Children over the age of seven don't have to worry about the play area, most of them are already working at this age.

Rosen was scared, he wanted to run. But he didn't dare to run.

It is clear that those men who are dressed in black and have a fierce look have great respect for this old man who wants to buy a machine tool. This kind of respect goes far beyond the level of the hired guards and the employer or the employer's children.

If Rosen hadn't guessed the truth, it would only mean that he was too stupid - the young man must be a nobleman.

Refuse a nobleman's request and escape from the destroyed stronghold of Boss Enrico? It was almost the equivalent of escaping from a butcher and diving headlong under a 10,000-ton hydraulic press with sharp metal thorns as a fixed head.

Escape from a less painful death, and choose the more painful one. This kind of stupid thing Rosen can't do.

He could only bite the bullet and tremble and follow Dussander into this "forbidden area".

Dusund's brow frowned, looked at the messy room, then turned to Todd and asked, "Are you sure......?" This is the Enrico stronghold? โ€

"The intelligence has been verified." Todd replied in a low voice, "I've confirmed with the civilians around me that this is the stronghold of Enrico and his minions. โ€

"That's ......," Dusson was a little uncomfortable by the pungent smell in the room. He coughed twice and asked, "What is that Enrico, who was killed?" โ€

"Seriously injured, not completely breathed." The middle-aged man with an eye patch bowed down and said, "If you are sent to the hospital immediately, you should have a chance to save your life." โ€

Dussander glanced at Lawson, who was shaking even more beside him, and then chuckled, "If he survives, then I'm afraid there will be many people who can't sleep well, or even won't survive." โ€

Although Dussander himself has not experienced this kind of lesson in his previous life, he has long been educated very thoroughly by countless film and television works and online novels.

Mercy to the wicked thugs is cruelty to the good people.

What's more, Dussaint really didn't feel that he had something to do with this...... The Boss is benevolent to qualify. In order to deal with this group of thugs, a total of sixty or seventy guards were dispatched, a dozen steam wagons were used, and a small two-story building was bombed in the industrial area of the city of Albin.

To engage in such a big battle, and as a result, he turned around and said that he wanted to save people - this is really unreasonable.

After mentally building up for a while, Dussander began to walk towards the second floor.

"Let's go, let's go meet that Enrico - let him know what good things he's done." Dussander said to Rosen behind him as he walked, "Do you know what Enrico looks like?" โ€

After receiving an affirmative answer, Dussander continued, "That's right, you remember to tell him seriously what our bunch of people bombed his little building for. Dussander said in a tone that was very inconsistent with the image of a ten-year-old boy, "Let him die clearly, this is also our greatest mercy to him." โ€

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Killing without teaching is cruelty, this sentence is a very reasonable and wise saying in Dussand's opinion.

As a civilized and civilized person, we should first respect life. And this means that civilized people must have sufficient and powerful reasons to deprive others of their lives.

Moreover, you have to let the other party understand the reason why you were killed, and if you want to kill, you have to kill him convincingly.

Of course, the current state seems to fit perfectly with the saying "kill without teaching". Then, Dussander has to hurry up and make up for the "popular legal education".

After urging Rosen to finish what happened this afternoon, Dussander coughed lightly and began his own "legal education". He had to speed up, and Boss Enrico, who was lying on the ground in a puddle of mud, was dying.

Tom very thoughtfully poured a bottle of ephedra potion into Enrico's mouth - although it was unknown if he had drunk it, but it seemed that his vital signs had improved slightly.

"Enrico, on the basis of reports from the people and investigations by the Privy Council Guards, and on the basis of the rights granted by His Majesty the Emperor to the pioneer nobles, I make the following judgment against you." Dussander stood in front of Enrico and announced in a loud voice, "You are guilty of ten serious crimes such as human trafficking, extortion, intentional injury, intentional homicide, smuggling, robbery, theft, arson, poisoning, rape, and attempted harm to the nobles. โ€

The guards around him stared at Enrico quietly, as if they were guarding against the sudden outburst of the creature who was lying on the ground and hurt Dussand.

"If your crimes are transferred to the Upper Albin Criminal Court, nothing will change your fate, and a lot of administrative resources will be wasted." Dusand squatted down and said to Enrico who was panting, "So, in order to save taxes and save you a little trouble, we will directly execute you." โ€

Speaking of this, Dusand said in a voice that only himself, Enrico and Rosen behind him could hear, "Of course, kill you...... The main thing is to give me and the gentleman next to me peace of mind. Your presence has caused trouble for my friend, so please hurry up and die. โ€

Dusson stood up and left the second floor with Rosen. Before leaving, he specifically instructed Tom, "Let him just wait and breathe a little cruel, give him a good time." โ€

Rosen cautiously followed Dussander downstairs, and after a crisp gunshot, he heard Dussander sigh again.

"I'll buy your lathe at the market price." Dussaint stretched, then continued, "Polina told me that you also have a stamping machine and a casting machine in your factory - will you use these two things?" โ€

"Stamping I would, but casting...... My father hasn't taught me yet. Rosen said cautiously, "However, I can learn!" โ€

"It's good to be self-motivated." Dussaint nodded, "I have a suggestion, of course, it's something you need to decide for yourself whether to listen or not." โ€

Rosen jerked his head up, his instincts telling him that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Don't file for bankruptcy and inherit your factory." "During this period of time, I will have a lot of stamping orders for you. Together with the money from the sale of the machine, there should still be money to pay off part of the arrears. โ€

"Polina and I are working on a big plan that requires a reliable and trustworthy processing plant." Dussaint looked at Rosen and tried hard to draw the pie, "I'm more afraid of trouble, and if I find a processing factory, I will have to toss for a while." So...... If you can do it, I'll give you the order directly. โ€

"Thank you for your kindness!" Rosen nodded as fast as he could, "I'll do it!" โ€

Dussaint smiled with satisfaction. This can probably be regarded as an unintentional planting of willows and willows.

"Oh yes." He suddenly remembered something and said, "In addition to processing, you should also think about how to strengthen the security design of the factory." The data of the processed parts handed over to you should be kept confidential and must not be stolen. โ€