To cut a long story short, about a quarter of an hour later, Dusand met the old man, who at first glance knew was the governor of the Doge's Palace.

The old man's expression was a little uneasy, but he still maintained the classic haughty feeling of high-ranking nobles and representatives of the royal family.

With a heavily bagged face and a chin at least twenty-five degrees upward, he spoke softly and softly, using a nasal voice and a longed, "hum" as a separator between the words.

"How can these vulgar agents be allowed to enter the Governor's mansion?" The steward first threw a tantrum at the frightened maids, "This is the governor's mansion, and it is the reserve palace of His Majesty the Emperor! You are all people who have the potential to serve His Majesty the Emperor, how can you be so slack and let these vulgar spies in? ”

This is a typical finger scolding Huai, and at the same time, he is also standing up to the red-clothed postmen. It probably means "We are the servants of His Majesty the Emperor, and the place where you are is the preparatory palace, so get out of the palace as soon as you know each other." ”

Dussaint really doesn't understand how anyone can be so stupid as this, two steam knights are eyeing you with armor-piercing hammers that are longer than you, and you are still playing the score?

"They may be the ones who are in the service of His Majesty the Emperor, and we are the ones who are serving His Majesty the Emperor." Dussander snorted coldly, "Don't be embarrassed by my colleague - Mr. Governor, where is the Governor?" ”

"The Governor's whereabouts are not for you to inquire about." The manager looked at Dussander with glasses the size of his toe and said, "If you have a letter, you can stay and go." ”

Dussart turned around, looked at the Governor, and asked again, "Where is Mr. Governor now?" ”

"It's not something you can inquire about...... Before the chief could finish his sentence, Dussaint pulled out his Type 52 pistol, then turned on the safety and pointed it at the chief's head.

"I now suspect that you kidnapped Mr. Governor with the intention of treason." Dussander gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to wait for my colleagues to wipe your brains off the floor of His Majesty's Imperial Palace!" Say, where is Mr. Governor locked up by you?! ”

It begins with a heavily armed break-into of the Governor's Residence...... No, since the whereabouts of the two red-clothed postmen are still unknown, Dusander is not worried about the situation of "entering the White Tiger Hall by mistake with a knife". Where is this "military aircraft event" that symbolizes imperial power, it is simply a demon cave that eats people and does not spit out bones.

The Governor refused to attend the meeting, and two red-clad postmen who had come to deliver the letter were seized and possibly killed. If Dussander can still speak in a good voice, then he must have something wrong with his brain.

Where is the time for scruples? If something goes wrong with the Governor, then something really is going to happen.

The battle team that had broken into the Governor's Mansion with Dussander was a little slower, but they immediately drew their weapons and pointed them at the terrified maids around them. The two Steam Knights spewed steam from behind their backs, moved their legs, and blocked Dussaint with their bodies, then stood guard with heavy armor-piercing hammers in their hands.

"Three, two!" Dussaint began to count down, and he was sure that the manager in front of him had a ghost in his heart. Especially after he took the lead in deducting a charge of "privately imprisoning the governor" on the other party's bald head, the governor's expression was very flustered.

Count to one, if the other party still refuses to spit out the truth after counting three times, then Dussaint is really ready to shoot. If the Governor makes any mistake, then put all the blame on the Governor—the dead will not defend themselves anyway.

"Governor...... The Governor is gone! Seeing that Dussand's fingers were getting harder and harder, the bald chief was finally convinced at the last moment that Dusand would shoot in this royal palace, so he shouted loudly, "Mr. Governor suddenly left the mansion at noon yesterday and went straight to the interstellar landing field - he never returned!" ”

"What about the red-clad postmen?" Dussaint slammed the muzzle of his gun on the head of the chief pipe, and he took several steps back in succession until he slammed into the ass of a steam knight, "What about the people who came here to deliver the letter?" ”

"They are all in the side hall, and Mr. Governor has given the order that if a letter is sent to him before he returns, asking him to attend any meeting, the messenger is to be detained in the side hall." Sweat poured out of the head of the chief and a large lump of his pants was wet, "They are all ......"

"Where is the governor's office? Take me there. Dussaint let go of his left hand, which was still holding a gun at the head, and said, "Don't try to play any tricks with me, the gun is fast seven paces away, and the gun is fucking accurate and fast within seven steps." ”

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The steward's office, which was four or five times larger than Androni's, had just entered the room, and Dusson even suspected that there would be an echo when speaking in this room.

The manager who had peed his pants pointed to the huge oak table in front of him and said in a crying voice, "This is it......"

Leaving the two red-clad postmen of the combat team staring at the pants-wetting manager, Dusson walked briskly to the oak table and began to flip through the papers scattered on the table.

The Governor, who had just peed his pants, had revealed an important piece of information - the Governor had left Newsar abruptly at noon yesterday.

Yesterday at noon, this time was very important. The news that could cause the Governor to suddenly abandon his duties and leave Newsar could only come from Orin. And Orin needs to send a message to Newsar, which will take at least three hours or so.

Three hours forward at noon, it was about the time when Byrne and Lafayette had just arrived in Olin. At that time...... Byrne may have just been killed and even alive.

Dussant quickly searched for the papers on the table. Governor Edmund hadn't gone through all the papers yesterday at noon - there were seven or eight papers on the table, and at least two of them had never been opened at all.

Dussaint looked through the files that had been opened, and there was nothing in them that particularly needed attention. Most of them are just decrees issued by the Olin and other colonial councils, the economic performance of the colonies, and the wars between the Empire and the Alliance.

"Take all these things back with you." Dussander did not find the information he was looking for, and instructed the red-clad postman he had brought with him to seal it, and then asked the Governor, "What did Mr. Governor say when he left?" ”

"Say...... Let us keep all the messengers who have come to inform him of the meeting, and not let anyone go until he returns. The manager said tremblingly, "Except for this......"

"What else did you say?" Dussand's step by step was pressing, and he could see that the chief manager still had a pile of information in his stomach waiting for him to pull out with a gun.

"Mr. Governor...... Let me cash in all his assets in Newsar as soon as possible, and then transfer the cash to Orin through a parcel from the Royal Post Office. The manager said with a bitter face, "It doesn't matter if the price is lost, as long as you can make a move." ”

Dussaint fell silent.

No need to ask, Mr. Governor has already run away.

"Take me to his bedroom." Dussaint changed his mind about taking the person back to the heraldic office immediately, since the other party had been suddenly notified and ran away, and he could still remember to dispose of his assets in Newsar when he left...... There is no doubt that this Mr. Governor takes money very seriously.

The first thing the Governor did when he got the notice was probably to go to his bedroom, which was a good place for most nobles to hide their money.

The steward led Dusand and two other red-clad postmen into the governor's bedroom, and looked at the mess in the room as if he had been robbed, and Dussander had a little more confidence in his judgment.

Walking down the 10-pound bills scattered on the floor to the bedroom, Dussart saw a huge dressing room that could be called "vast".

This "dressing room" can be called a "dressing room". All kinds of exquisite and extravagant clothes were scattered all over the ground, and behind the huge wardrobes were open safes one after another.

The things that were taken away were mainly a portion of cash, ornaments and jewelry. Dusson even saw two or three open safes, but the bundle of fuchsia 10 gold pounds in them had not been touched at all.

Suddenly, seeing such a large amount of cash, it was impossible for a few red-clothed postmen not to think about it. Dussander was also very open to this, "Take this manager to the car, and he will be brought back to the bureau for retrial." ”

After taking the outsiders away, Dusaud confessed to the red-clothed postmen who had followed him into the room, "You can take it, but you can only take one bundle per person, and all the others are sealed and handed over to the bureau - when you take it, bring a bundle to the colleagues who did not come downstairs." The two detained postmen, one man and two bundles. ”

"But before you get the money, search me here." Before everyone was overjoyed and ready to go and grab the money, Dussaint gave a new order, "Find me any letters, papers, notes, and rafts that have fallen here." The first one to find valid information can get another bundle of money. ”

100 pieces of 10 gold pounds were bundled together, and every man had a thousand gold pounds to take. The first person to find the information can get another thousand gold pounds. This reward is not insignificant, and the red-clothed postmen are naturally very careful and conscientious in their work.

After about a quarter of an hour, the three shredded pieces of paper were delivered to Dussand. It can be seen that this should be a part of a letter raft. Although a piece was missing in the middle, there were three key words that immediately entered Dussand's eyes.

Judging by the content, the purpose of the letter was indeed to demand that Governor Edmund "retreat" immediately. Two of the three pieces of paper have the word "retreat" on them.

In the middle of the raft, two words stand out, one is "El Salvador's plan" and the other is "agency".

"Keep searching." Dussaint was overjoyed, he took three bundles of money directly from the safe next to him and stuffed them into the hands of the three red-clothed postmen who handed in the pieces of paper, "If you still find it, then continue to take the money!" ”