Chapter 164 The Collapsed Statue

The next morning, the gloomy weather that had accumulated for several days finally began to show its strength. He kicked down the rising sun and scattered the fine "needles" of cow hair down one after another.

The rain wasn't heavy, but it was annoying. Because it lasted for several hours, it was still in such a half-dead state, and it seemed that it was specifically designed to test the patience of the ants below.

But unfortunately, people in the north have long been accustomed to this kind of treatment. Therefore, the nobles are still busy attending various gatherings, and the common people continue to work hard for their lives... The power of habit is powerful, just like the people of Liva City today. After getting up early, they always felt that something was missing. What was it? Looking at the gray walls, they suddenly realized that the white paper that must appear every day was missing.

No matter how Bran officially promotes the Gray Army as mob gangsters, there will always be people who are touched after seeing those propaganda posters. Because what is said and painted above is really vivid and realistic!

It is an indisputable fact that the nobles oppressed the common people, and it is also an indisputable fact that the nobles lived a luxurious and luxurious life. It is a fact that the common people are in rags every day and do not have enough to eat. This is a fact that happens almost every day. It is not the understatement in the newspapers. What words of singing and dancing can cover up.

So even though the notice in Liva City has explicitly prohibited people from collecting propaganda paper, some people still hide it quietly, and then take it out when they are tired from work, over a glass of wine and appetizers, or after dreaming at midnight... The nobles with big ears have the most hated names engraved on them, and they can abuse them as much as they want!

Spiritual victory method? Yes! Although this is of no use, at least I feel very happy. Therefore, they bring this thing home almost every day. There is no way, there are too many nobles who hate it... But today, those propaganda papers disappeared. Someone walked through several streets specifically for this purpose, but still didn't find even one. Did they give up? Or was he caught? No one knew... just as they didn't know that a storm was slowly taking shape in the drizzle... The Liva City Security Hall, with the cavalry coming in and out, seemed very busy. If any tourists pass by here, they will definitely sigh at the intensity of public security in this city... No one can imagine that a few months ago, this place was still deserted.

Bang - the door of the Director of Security was kicked open.

"Damn it! Can't you learn to knock on the door?" With a roar, Powers took off his legs from the table.

"The locks are broken, so why knock on the door!" Needless to say, the only one who could do this and talk to Powers in this tone was Bernie.

After tying the bandage on his shoulder, Powers said angrily: "You still have the nerve to say that this was just kicked by you."

"Okay, okay, when did you bring the habit of the Laiyan City Security Director?" Bernie curled his lips indifferently, and then raised his eyebrows after seeing the bandage, "Injured again? Not last night. Are you still fine?"

Powers waved his arm casually: "I went out to look for food last night, and there was a mole who couldn't open his eyes."

"Oh." Bernie nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Of course the mole is the assassin. If someone else gets involved in this matter, even if he is not killed, there will be a big fuss. But this is completely normal for Powers and Bernie.

Ever since they came to Liva City and became the head of the security department, assassinations were commonplace, sometimes even more than three times. If they haven't been assassinated for several days, they will all feel a little uncomfortable. Then they will gather their troops and take the initiative to go out to find moles for exercise... "No, this is the list of moles caught this week. You can send it to the inquisitor. Over there." Bernie handed over a crumpled piece of paper.

"It's really unnecessary! What's the point of being tried? He's going to the gallows!" Powers rubbed his red nose and took the paper.

Bernie chuckled: "Ha, we have to wait until you become the judge."

After speaking, he lowered his head and looked at the huge footprints on the table, shook his head, swept away the piled letters and stickers, and sat on them: "What are they, piled so high?"

"What else could it be? A letter of protest from a nobleman." Powers picked his nose and took a piece of letter sticker and wiped it with disdain.

The two of them had stirred up troubles in the city before and wiped out many gangs. Naturally, the interests of the nobles were involved.

"Uh, are there that many?" Bernie was stunned and looked at the letters posted all over the floor. If it was all here, they would probably have to pack up and leave Liva City.

Powers shook his head: "No, most of these were sent recently, asking us to find the Gray Army in the city."

"Haha, it seems that those propaganda papers in the city put a lot of pressure on them." Bernie pinched his chin and laughed twice.

"Who says it's not the case? When I saw it, I had the idea of ​​beating up those nobles. What kind of thing did they do?" Powers was talking about the propaganda papers with written words on them, which were about the people of the Gray Army. The matter of being bullied by the local minor nobles. With Bowis's years of crime-solving skills, he can naturally feel that those things should be true.

Bernie shook his head: "We can't control this... Well, it's useless no matter how much pressure they put on them, they all missed it last night."

"Yes!" Powers sighed. The scene last night was vivid in his mind, and those gray-clothed army personnel really made him sigh with emotion.

As soon as they were caught, three of them bit their tongues and committed suicide on the spot. Among the remaining two, the one named Colin confessed before they reached the security hall... Now that I think about it, this obviously did not give them the opportunity to interrogate more content. Needless to say what happened next, Powis couldn't help but shake his head when he thought about it now. It felt like he was hunting geese all day long, but in the end he was blinded by the geese.

As for the subsequent search, although their previous destination was determined, the hotel was already empty. A subsequent city-wide inspection failed to uncover them. This is also to be expected. The city is so big and it is dark. If you miss the hotel, it basically means that you will not be caught.

"But I heard this morning that those promotional papers were gone. I guess they were scared after passing by this time and stayed dormant for the time being." Bernie guessed.

"It's possible!" Powers nodded, and then said: "But it's best if they leave Liva City. I just want to catch moles now, and I'm not interested in them."

"Report!"

Just when Bernie was about to reply, there was indeed a voice at the door. Turning around, he saw a sweaty cavalryman standing at the door, his eyes glancing at the footprints on the door from time to time.

"Come in, what's the matter?" Powers glared at Bernie, who curled his lips and jumped down from the table.

"Someone came to report that the Gray Army was conducting propaganda in the city square..."

"What!" Powers and Bernie exclaimed at the same time. Then they looked at each other in confusion. Just now they said that the other party would be dormant for a while, but unexpectedly, he was here now.

Looking at the cavalry who was hesitant to speak, Powis frowned: "Any more?"

"Uh, yes. I heard that some nobles sent guards to disperse the crowd, but in the end both sides took action..."

"Your mother, who is this idiot?" Powers slapped his forehead and was completely speechless.

Of course he knows the habits of nobles, dispel? It must be a beating! Under normal circumstances, this method might be able to suppress it. But if the gray-clothed army was at the scene... they would take action even if they didn't listen. It was already clear that things were getting serious!

"Pass my order, all the cavalry in the hall must gather at the door!"

.........Time goes back to an hour ago. Location, city square.

Although it was raining lightly, the number of people in the city square was no less than usual. It was still bustling with people coming and going.

Since it is a square, of course fountains, sculptures and other things are indispensable. In its centermost position, there is an image of a heroic nobleman carved with red ore. This was the first generation of the city lord of Liva City. It was under his rule that many mineral veins were discovered around the city.

However, the discovered mineral vein did not bring benefits to the residents of Riva Town at that time. On the contrary, it brought them endless pain.

Farmland was quickly occupied and built into roads, and people were tricked into becoming miners and drilling into caves... In the end, they found that they had nothing but pitiful coins. Even the former houses have been demolished and turned into stretches of cramped slums.

In contrast, there are indeed more and more nobles here. The reason is simple, they all come here to rob the original mineral veins.

Because there was no farmland, civilians ended up working as miners in order to survive. After the city was built, the nobles also claimed that the common people of Riva Town had gloriously become citizens. But in fact, these civilians have become paupers.

... Just as the pedestrians in the square were passing by in a hurry and were about to walk onto the opposite street, a group of people dressed in different clothes appeared.

At first no one paid attention to them. There were so many people in the square, who would pay attention to the strangers passing by. But then some people stopped and stared blankly at the group of people heading straight for the red noble statue.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... amid the roaring sound, raindrops splashed everywhere.

But in an instant, the red statue was tightly entangled by the rope in the hands of this group of people.

Then there was a loud roar, the ropes tightened, and the soil under the red noble statue began to loosen, and then tilted, shook, and tilted... Boom - gravel flew up, and the red colored glaze on the ground was like a blooming flower. , looks very gorgeous in the raindrops.