The commotion in Ajaccio continued, with more and more citizens picking up the tawny piece of paper from the ground, looking at Harald's crimes in anger and shock, and swarming towards his house in pairs
.
The three streets surrounding the house were completely blocked. Angry citizens surrounded the house. Citizens who were nearby picked up an object nearby and threw it hard into the yard.
Those who were farther away raised their arms and cursed Harad loudly, who deserved to go to hell.
The servants in the mansion were already scared out of their wits. They hurriedly carried out all the tables, chairs and sofas in the house and blocked the door, trying to prevent citizens from intruding.
However, such obstruction is completely in vain.
The citizens outside the door quickly found a log as thick as a person's waist, used the log as a crash log, and worked together to rush against the iron door again and again.
Under such a collision, the iron chain that tied the door and was as thick as a thumb also broke with a sound after wiping out a few dazzling sparks.
The angry citizens threw away the logs, filed into the mansion, and began to search for Haried.
"Damn it, where did he go!"
"No, I can't find it here either. Where are you over there?!"
"I've searched everywhere and can't find it."
After almost turning the entire house upside down, the citizens found no trace of Harad. Instead, they found the two girls who had been kidnapped and tortured for several days in his room.
And this only made the citizens' anger even more intense.
Seeing this, the citizens quickly turned their attention to the servants who had collapsed and knelt on the ground:
"Tell me, you losers, where is Harald?"
The pale-faced servants had never seen such a battle before, and they hurriedly cried out:
"Master, he ran away. He flipped out from behind and ran away. We don't know where he went."
When the citizens heard this, they looked at each other angrily and gritted their teeth. Unexpectedly, they arrived a step too late and allowed the beast to escape.
And just when the citizens were a little confused, they heard someone in the crowd suddenly shouting at the top of their lungs:
"I saw Harald on the road. He hid in the Governor's Palace!"
The citizens immediately turned their heads, but could not find the speaker, but they had heard the words clearly in their ears.
"I knew that Harald was appointed by Governor Pauli. He must have gone there."
"That's right, it's impossible for him to escape from Dongcheng District, so he can only hide in the Governor's Mansion."
"Then we should..."
After the reminder from that voice, the citizens immediately realized that it was impossible for Harad to slip out of Dongcheng District under their noses, so the only possibility was the Governor's Mansion.
Although in the hearts of most citizens, the Governor's Mansion is a mysterious and solemn place, but now, looking at the piles of belongings in Hallad's house and the two girls who were insulted and abused, people can't help but
He clenched his fists tightly.
"We can't stop here." This is the only thought of most citizens now.
"Friends, let's go to the Governor's Mansion together to petition that Harad must be severely punished!"
As the leading citizens raised their arms and shouted, those who were still a little hesitant also made up their minds and took steps to walk firmly towards the Governor's Palace.
Lawrence, who was hiding in the crowd, quietly retreated to the end of the line, rubbed his throat after screaming, and then turned into an alley without attracting anyone's attention.
...
Inside the patrol station, Old Sean noticed that something was wrong and immediately recalled all the patrols outside.
Even Grosso and Ya'an, who were far away in Xicheng District, Old Sean sent someone to notify them to bring all the soldiers to gather to discuss the next step.
"Oh my God, the last time I saw a scene like this was when we besieged Siro two years ago."
Old Sean looked at the deserted streets outside and knew that most of the pedestrians had already gone to Dongcheng District, so he couldn't help but sigh.
Grosso nodded, frowned slightly and said:
"Speaking of which, what about our fat pig captain? He is probably being hung up and beaten by the people right now."
Old Sean waved his hands with disgust and said:
"I don't want to worry about him, I just wait to collect his body."
"me too."
Grosso said, moving his eyes to the pieces of paper that had been scattered throughout the city, and asked with some confusion:
"By the way, who made this? Such a large quantity must have been planned for a long time."
Before Old Sean could respond, a calm response suddenly came from the gate of the station:
"I planned it."
Everyone immediately looked at the door in surprise. After looking closely, they realized that the speaker was Lawrence, who had not appeared in front of everyone for dozens of days.
"Monsieur Bonaparte! When did you come back?"
Old Sean stood up in surprise and rushed to Lawrence to greet him.
Grosso was also very surprised when he looked at Lawrence and the cloak in his hand. Then he suddenly understood and couldn't help but nodded and said:
"So that's it. Your kid has returned to Ajaccio a long time ago. Did you plan all this today?"
When Grosso saw how quickly the people were mobilized, he vaguely sensed that there was someone behind the incident, but he never expected that this person would be Lawrence, who had disappeared from the public for dozens of days.
Lawrence chuckled and nodded, then looked around, looking at the patrols who were fully armed and ready.
The patrols also stood there, focusing hundreds of fanatical eyes on Lawrence. For them, there was only one commander from beginning to end, and that was Lawrence Bonaparte.
Lawrence walked slowly past each patrolman, but said nothing.
For these most loyal subordinates, there was no need to do any encouragement or mobilization. Lawrence just made eye contact with them with firm eyes.
And after these patrols experienced the disgusting management of Haled during this period, they also understood more clearly that what they were following was not the patrol captain at all, but only Laurence Bonaparte himself.
"Lawrence, what are you going to do?"
Grosso took a step forward and asked Lawrence in a low voice.
He knew very well that Lawrence had carefully arranged such a large-scale battle to turn Ajaccio, especially the Dongcheng District, into a mess. He must have another purpose.
Ya'an and Old Sean also quickly came up, looking at Lawrence nervously and expectantly, waiting for his order.
Lawrence did not whisper back to the three men, but just nodded to them, then walked to the middle of the patrol, faced them, and shouted the order just like in the past:
"Everyone listens to the order. The riot in Ajaccio is moving to the Governor's Palace. Our beloved Governor Paoli and the congressmen are in danger. Now, everyone follows me and goes to the Governor's Palace to protect the Governor and rescue the congressmen!
