Chapter 1305

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Chapter 1305 Latent

“This is a relaxing job, you don’t have to take any risks, as long as Put the message in the appointed position, no one knows that you have done these things.” The man who wears a silver mask and calls himself the head of Black Money resounds in his ear.

“It’s ridiculous! Why should I help the Greycastle people? They have to be evenly removed from the noble. What good is it for me if I win?” The dispute seems to be still vivid, “I thought Black Money They are all savvy businessmen. I didn’t expect to say this stupid thing! You are not afraid that I will tie you up and hand it over to Marvin, in exchange for a great reward?”

“If you If you really want to do this, then you won’t have to talk about it in the first place.” The tone of the other party has not changed at all, as if they don’t care about their own safety. “I can still sit here and prove your wishes. Just because you are a smart person, we are willing to offer this opportunity.”

“It’s a pity that you got it wrong. I don’t doubt the loyalty of Duke. Now let’s go, I haven’t changed my mind before!”

“Of course, I will leave. But adults, the so-called opportunity is like this. Black Money has no intention of forcing you to make choices. How to do it is your freedom.” The silver noodles stood up, first Deeply stunned at him Hey, then a black card was gently placed on the tea table. “In the end, I want to convey that Greycastle will not forget anyone who has worked for it. Then… there will be a period.”

Fowler took a deep breath, interrupted the thoughts of chaos, and the room was quiet.

Don’t forget… anyone who has worked for Greycastle…what.

It’s ironic that he just invested Marvin Duke in order to reinvigorate the family’s glory, and Roland Wimbledon, who is the enemy of all noble, was originally the most impossible forgiveness, but now he finds himself taking some Not sure about it.

The guy sent by Black Money, although it’s a confession, is a bit correct. If he really intends to work for the northern region Duke, then the card should have been torn apart. Instead of carefully hiding it under the drawer.

After a long silence, Fowler sighed and sat down at the desk.

He pulled out a white paper and spread it out, then picked up the quill.

What else can you lose?

It’s getting more and more ridiculous to get back to the territory. He doesn’t seem to have a reason to stick to the scalp.

In any case, according to the practice of Black Money, you will not be in any loss, just bet on both sides. If Devil wins the final victory, the status quo will not get worse anyway. If the Greycastle wins, he may be able to get compensation in other ways.

When he thought of it, Fowler dropped the pen.

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In the evening, he wore a windbreaker and a felt hat and walked into the “Clarion Lane” in the inner city.

This is the site of the North Chamber of Commerce. Most of the visitors are businessmen. When the sun sets, there are few people.

On a gentle slope, Fowler found the place mentioned by the silver-faced man—in the middle of two brick houses, with a large silver fir tree.

In fact, the way the other party agreed to deliver is also the reason that prompted him to make a decision.

There are no recipients and no dockers, which greatly reduces the risk. At least he doesn’t have to worry about Black Money holding this information in turn to marry him, or being noticed by others, he has a close relationship with an unidentified person.

Fowler squatted in the neighborhood and saw no suspicious people around him. He quickly came to the back of the silver fir and touched the tree hole in the center. Sure enough, the secret hole in the tree hole was only Gemen is completely an ordinary piece of wood, and it is hard to detect it without touching it.

He stuffed the letter into the milge and pushed it back to the wood baffle. The content of the letter was deliberately recorded by the original writer, even if it was discovered by a third party, it was impossible to associate him with the handwriting.

Of course, this is not enough.

Next, Fowler returned to his place of residence and put a flower pot on the window sill of the bedroom – in the upscale residence in the inner city, such decorations are everywhere, no one would care about it. The plant is inconspicuous. But for those who secretly observe this place, it is a signal from the news.

From start to finish, he doesn’t need to be in contact with anyone. As for who will take the letter and how it will be sent to the Greycastle people, those have nothing to do with him.

At the moment the flower pot was put down, Fowler even had a sense of relief.

It’s just that the intelligence gathering is so meticulous and detailed, the gap between the kings is really too big to be added… He stands at the window and looks at the brightly lit castle area under red mist, thinking of those The “victor” is still enjoying the gala dinner, and he has no hope for Marvin.

There is only one left of the remaining questions.

Can Greycastle really beat Devil?

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The messenger piled a thick stack of paper on a damp, dilapidated wooden table .

“Is this what it is today?” Clever turned on the fuel light. “Working hard.”

The other party did not respond.

He sighed and repeated it with gestures.

The messenger nodded at this moment.

This person is the Silence cultivated by the master. He neither listens nor speaks. He can only convey commands or ask questions through simple sign language. Unfortunately, this does not express gratitude. Gesture.

“Keep outside, don’t let anyone come in.” After Clever let The Silence leave, he began to read the news one by one.

This is the property that Black Money used to host the underground chambers. The invitation system is usually used. In theory, it may not be big to be broken by outsiders. But Clever still chooses to process intelligence in the cold basement, in order to get more time to burn when the danger occurs.

Although it is not clear why the owner is so concerned about Greycastle’s war, it is not a problem he can afford. Since the owner ordered a full assistance to Greycastle, the only thing he could do was to do it all.

Rearranging this information and sending it to the hands of the Greycastle unconsciously is his current main task.

Although the Greycastle’s request is that all messages should not be let go, the chances of sneaking out of the city are not always there, so there must be a priority. Considering that the allowed caravans usually travel once a week, he must make the most reliable information in a week into a secret letter, which is sent to the Wolf Heart in the goods. As for other news, he can only find another one. The channel is sent out.

Most of the time, this information comes from the dictation of Mouse, so it seems quite scattered, he often spends a lot of time to screen them. But this time, Clever noticed that there was a significant difference between a letter in the paper and other messages.

Its handwriting is smooth, it is not copied in the pub or the street; it is also used in the ink, there is no wrinkles on the paper, obviously the writing environment is better than the place where Mouse often stays More than one grade.

He held his breath subconsciously and carefully read the letter from the beginning.

And the content on the letter is really different.

It first mentioned the core of the Devil army, the Vault of Heaven Lord Hykezord.

(End of this chapter)