The light rain fell in patter. The troops outside were patrolling and searching in the rain. The soles of their special military boots made a heavy sound on the bluestone floor.
In the civilian area that had been searched, several people did not turn on the lights and only held a candle to illuminate the map on the table.
"Is it to support them?"
The person in charge of the stronghold frowned and said: "According to reports from our spies in the military area, the defense in the backyard of the Five-Star Hotel will be relaxed at ten o'clock tonight. The reason seems to be that someone wants to enter, but the soldiers don't know much information."
The adjutant raised his eyebrows: "He is in a five-star hotel now?"
"Not inside." The person in charge shook his head: "He is only responsible for the defense outside the hotel. He happens to be in the team patrolling the backyard. However, if we want to rescue "Yao", he should also be able to come in handy."
"Don't move for now." The adjutant said thoughtfully.
The person in charge had no opinion.
Although he did intend to rescue the senior agent, this matter became insignificant compared to the larger plan of the entire organization.
After the adjutant thought clearly about the whole thing, he narrowed his eyes and said, "The Qingwu Legion probably did not come to attack the 13th District. After all, the special envoy from the 10th District had spied with the captain before. The two of them should have other plans."
"Do you want to overthrow the parliament?" someone said.
After all, the Council of Representatives and the Military Region of the Thirteenth District have never dealt with each other. The Military Region controls the armed forces, while the Council of Representatives is responsible for the operation of funds and policies. Methods such as the social season and foreign trade monopoly are also created by the Council of Representatives.
The 10th District has been tortured by this gangster policy, and it is not without reason that it would cooperate with the Military District, which has long been dissatisfied with the Congressional Council's behavior.
"It's possible, but not completely."
The adjutant looked serious: "Because, if this is the case, the person she is looking for should be the general."
Instead of going to the captain to discuss it.
Above the Captain's Mansion, there is also a General's Mansion.
Everyone in the room looked at each other and quickly figured out the key to this - what benefits would overthrowing the congressman bring to the 13th Military District? Control the economic lifeline by yourself?
This sounds totally inadequate!
After all, if the 13th District, which is located on the border, wants to ensure security, it will never short-circuit the necessary expenditures of the military district, and the parliament will not do such stupid things as suppression. At most, they will restrain each other.
And according to their information, the relationship between the General Mansion and the Council of Representatives is actually not that stalemate now, and there has been no dispute for a long time.
Therefore, this is another internal war, and as a third party, they just happened to have this good opportunity!
The person in charge of the stronghold became more and more excited as he thought about it, but when he looked at the adjutant next to him, he saw that he was still frowning.
"Is there any oversight?" the person in charge asked.
"I always feel that it is not practical to dispatch the corps at this time." The adjutant looked at the map and whispered: "The reason why the Qingwu Legion can be stationed two hundred miles away from the city mainly relies on their powerful sneaking and hiding abilities."
"If we go out, the noise will indeed be a bit loud..." The person in charge twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Send someone to find a way to deliver the message. Before the city is ready, if the regiment plans to dispatch, be sure to keep them at least five hundred miles away from the Qingwu Legion and the city."
"So far? If things get urgent then, I might not be able to make it."
"It has to be this far!"
The adjutant said firmly: "Because the captain knows that I saw him and the special envoy of the 10th District alone!"
He didn't want his large army to be surrounded and suppressed by two parties outside the city before they entered the city.
If you want to die, wait until you enter the city.
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There is still half an hour until ten o'clock in the evening.
In the interrogation room, the young man who had been beaten after trying unsuccessfully to grab the weapon was brutally beaten again.
When facing strong young people, Dr. Kong's sympathy is obviously not as overflowing as when facing the elderly. At most, he occasionally gives them a look of intolerance.
After a while, he shook his head and said: "Captain, I think he has nothing to do with this incident. He is just an ordinary young and energetic man who acted arbitrarily based on his status. He would not be treated like this."
"Of course I know." The captain said calmly, "But he should also learn this lesson and throw him out."
After finishing speaking, the captain waved his hand to the sergeant next to him.
This throw was not only thrown out of the front desk lounge that served as an interrogation room, but also thrown directly out of the five-star hotel; even this lesson was probably not just for this young man who dared to attack soldiers in the military region.
And to scare the monkeys, everyone in the hall took a deep breath and felt cold all over when they saw the nephew of a certain congressman who had fainted and was covered in blood, with his left leg bent abnormally and fainted.
Separated separately, another group of slightly injured guests were even more frightened, wondering if they would be treated like this later.
Just to check for a spy, is the captain crazy?!
In the interrogation room, the remaining three people all had different expressions, their eyes full of nervousness and fear.
Except for the celebrity in the calligraphy and painting world who was injured by the stampede, Manager Zhang, who suffered a gunshot wound, was carefully supported by his intact female companion, and the captain did not prevent the latter from coming in together.
The girl who was called Miss Mei seemed to be frightened. At this time, she was nestling in her man's arms with worried eyebrows. She looked pale as she watched the bloody man who was alive and dead being carried out.
During the interrogation just now, the captain did not avoid them the whole time, and his meaning was self-evident.
But now, after closing the door, the expressionless captain turned his attention to them.
"Sit over here." The captain pointed to the blood-stained chair.
"..." Manager Zhang.
Is this guy out of his mind?
Even if he is a suspect, any normal person would probably be disgusted with this kind of behavior!
But if he doesn't cooperate, he will probably be beaten severely later.
So Manager Zhang, who looked haggard due to excessive blood loss, ignored his female companion's attempts to stay and worry, and gave her a comforting look. After half a second, he gritted his teeth and sat down.
Soon, two sergeants behind him held down his shoulders and locked his hands with shackles.
"I heard that you were accidentally hit in the shoulder by a gun that went off after the power outage?" the captain asked with a calm expression.
"Yes, it was too chaotic at the time. I wanted to retreat to a corner to avoid the conflict, but suddenly there was a gunshot near the door. When I came to my senses, my arm started to hurt," Manager Zhang said calmly.
"Where are you?" The captain looked at the girl standing next to him and asked concisely.
The girl paused, then frowned and said: "The scene was too chaotic at that time. I was pushed by a group of people and separated from my dear. Then I stayed on the left side of the hall where there were relatively few people. I heard gunshots coming from the door.
Don't dare to move until the hotel calls."
The captain looked directly at her: "So you two were separated after the power outage?"
The girl nodded as if she was afraid, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked at the captain with a bright and beautiful face, her eyes were moist and charming.
However, even if the captain stared at her, his face was calm.
"Manager Zhang, can you let me see your wound?" At this time, Xu Shuo suddenly stepped forward and said.
Manager Zhang glanced at this man with a gentle and elegant face. When he was treating the old man's injuries just now, he let them know that this man was a doctor.
A professional doctor can check the wound and see if there is any problem.
So at this time, Manager Zhang lowered his head slightly: "Okay, Mr. Kong, let's take a look."
