Walking in the long corridor, Gustav's leather heels clicked on the floor, making a crisp sound.
He felt his body was light, as if he was about to fly.
"Those two assassins are really going to confess?" he asked his attendant sideways.
"Yes, but they have a condition, asking Your Highness to grant them pardon and let them leave," the attendant said.
Gustav waved his hand proudly: "This can be done, and they didn't cause any damage. Within our borders, it can only be said to be premeditated. I promise to grant them pardon."
"So, they ask to meet you once, otherwise they won't believe you. They only believe you." The attendant said.
Gustav became even more proud, which gave him a feeling of power.
Yes, being able to pardon people is a symbol of power in itself.
…
The cells of the castle were probably built on the sea side to allow prisoners to escape. In fact, they have been abandoned for many years. The castle is also open to the public on a daily basis and has become a tourist attraction. However, because the cells represent more or less
Some have a bad image, so they have always been restricted areas in the castle and are never open to the outside world.
The banquet hall is far away from the circular tube building where the cells are located. You have to go through the entire garden of the castle and then enter a long passage before reaching the circular tube tower in the northeast corner.
When Gustav and two attendants walked through the long aisles and corridors towards the old cell in the northeast corner of the castle, a black figure wearing a black coat and a black hood stood at the entrance outside the old room.
Gone in a flash, lost in the darkness.
Tuk-tuk-tuk——
There was a knock on the thick fir door, and a fat policeman in charge of guarding opened a small square window from inside. It was empty outside.
He closed the small window and turned back to shrug at his three companions sitting in the room.
The two captured assassins were already locked in an iron cage against the opposite wall. Iron pillars thicker than a thumb formed a fence, making it impossible to escape.
"Anderson, what's going on?"
The three police officers sitting at the table were placing beer, herring, bread, and various vegetable salads on the table as their supper tonight.
"I don't know, it's probably some kind of rat." Anderson, the fat policeman, said a little unhappy: "There is no shortage of rats in this damn castle."
"Don't worry, come here and let's have something to eat. After His Highness Gustav comes to see the prisoner later, we will probably send him back to the station."
"Oh! I don't want to go back so early. Although it's boring here, at least it's not that dangerous." Anderson sat down on the stool and moved his wide and fat butt: "You didn't hear on the channel
Really? There was a murderous maniac in the city tonight, five people have died, and all police departments are now patrolling everywhere."
He looked at the wind and snow outside the small window, shook his head and said: "If we return to the station, I'm afraid we will be sent out to patrol the wilderness."
"What you said seems to make sense..." His colleagues agreed.
Tuk Tuk——
There was another sound of banging on the wooden door.
"Ah - damn rat!" Anderson stood up, pulled out a police swing stick from his waist, walked to the door, opened it suddenly, and roared outside: "Come out and let me give you this nasty rat."
What a pleasure, guy!”
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed out from the door.
Anderson was startled by the sudden situation, and he retreated subconsciously.
The shadow raised his hand, and a cluster of dark red sparks exploded in the dim corridor.
flutter--
A piece of skull flew up from the back of Anderson's head, and brains and blood spurted out in a trumpet-like shape. His fat body suddenly became lifeless, and he fell straight back, hitting the ground with a bang, and the police swing stick in his hand fell.
There was a crunching sound on the ground.
The three police officers in the room did not realize what the accident was. They stood up from their chairs reflexively.
The shadow was covered in a long black coat, and a black hood covered all his face.
Puff puff——
It was like an indoor IPSC shooting training. The intruders opened fire one after another, and all three police officers were shot and fell to the ground.
The shadow moved quickly and delicately towards the police officer lying on the ground, and shot everyone in the head.
Then he squatted down and searched the corpses, got the key, and walked to the iron gate.
"You seem to be late."
One of the assassins with short blond hair who was sitting on the floor of the iron cage suddenly stood up, walked to the iron fence, and looked at the mysterious man in black who lowered his head to unlock the door.
"It took me a lot of effort to find the opportunity to come to you. Charlotte is still giving a speech in the hall. I saw that her bodyguard named Qin Fei seemed to ask for the guests to be evacuated immediately and announced the end of the banquet. I miss you.
The progress needs to be accelerated.”
"Leave?" The assassin in the cage grinned: "Now that you're in, you can't get out!"
He pushed open the iron door, walked to the table in the corner, picked up the odds and ends he had found, including a military watch, and picked it up to check the time.
"Don't worry, our people are already working. Now is probably the time for the show to start."
"Stop talking nonsense. I have to leave now, otherwise my identity will be leaked. I hope you won't disappoint us." After finishing speaking, the man in black turned and left.
The assassin asked: "Wait, where is our car."
"Stop in the yard, under the right wall near the tube tower." The man in black said, turning around and disappearing out the door.
The blond-haired assassin put on his watch, and together with his companions searched for all the pistols and other weapons on the police officers, and then said: "I guess Gustav will be here soon, change your clothes immediately."
The two chose police officers who were similar in stature to themselves, stripped off their uniforms and put them on themselves, dragged two of the corpses to a dead corner and piled them up, and dragged the remaining two corpses into a cage, then randomly put on their own clothes.
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"Where's the blood on the ground?" Huang Mao's accomplice asked.
The yellow-haired assassin looked at the brains and blood on the floor, frowned and said, "It's okay, they didn't have a chance to check the floor."
After speaking, he walked to the wall and turned off one of the lights, making the room darker.
Then, he picked up the intercom on the table: "The Trojan horse has entered the city, and the network can be closed outside."
"OK, got it." A low response came from the earphones.
Tuk-tuk-tuk——
"Officer, open the door. Your Highness is here."
Outside the door, the voice of Gustav's attendant came.
The door creaked open from the inside.
The attendant outside the door glanced at the lights in the room and frowned: "Why is it so dark?"
"Are the wires old? A lamp suddenly went out just now. It may have been burned." The police officer said, thinking about Gustav, he bowed slightly and said, "Your Highness, please come in."
The attendant stood by the door, letting Gustave go in front.
The three of them entered the cell. Gustav suddenly frowned, pulled out a delicate handkerchief from his pocket and put it under his nose.