Walking on the deserted street, the night wind blew away the smell of alcohol from Percy's body.
A familiar figure ran towards him. The person who came was Percy's subordinate, a public security policeman. Although Percy's official position in the new regime was not high, there were still a bunch of guys taking orders from him.
Most of them were local ruffians, and they were very impressed by Posey's method of equalizing kindness and power, and were submissive under Posey's rule.
"Sir, there are some new faces on our territory." The subordinate reported, "They live in old Schroeder's house."
Old Schroeder was a loan shark businessman, but unfortunately he offended the Tulip Party and was thrown into prison, and his property and house were confiscated. As far as Percy knows, the house has not been auctioned yet.
People who can live in it in a dignified manner are at least not ordinary people.
"It's nothing." Percy didn't care.
"But I recognized one of them as my neighbor many years ago. Even though it was many years ago, I recognized him at a glance because he and his alcoholic father were exactly the same." The subordinate said, "He is missing.
He was less than eight years old."
Percy hesitated and said, "Is this the same as the sensational missing child case a few years ago?"
"I dare not say it is the same," the subordinate said, "not to mention that my childhood friend was a bloodthirsty person. But since the child case was exposed, I can't help but think so."
Percy took out a bag of money from his pocket and stuffed it into his subordinate's hand: "You go find a girl to relax first, maybe you are thinking too much."
"Thank you, sir." The man weighed the money bag in his hand. The officer was always generous with his money. This bag of gold coins was enough for him to spend for a while. There was excitement on his face. "However, I still think that house is suspicious."
"Don't think too much, go ahead." Percy sent his men away impatiently.
However, he became alert in his heart.
At this time, it was already around ten o'clock in the evening, and Percy turned to the house that his men mentioned. The house was pitch dark and eerie.
A carriage slowly stopped at the entrance of the courtyard, and a slender and fit man got out of the carriage.
Percy walked past the carriage as if nothing had happened, but at a glance, his heart felt as if someone had hit him hard, and he almost screamed.
After walking far away, Percy leaned against the wall in the corner of the road and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Damn it!" Percy cursed in a low voice.
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In the first prison of the Holy City, Count Koval was hungry.
Compared with the hunger and stench of the cell, the mental torture and pessimistic expectations about the future frightened Count Koval.
Many nobles were imprisoned with him, and some never came back after being taken away. They were all once influential figures, but now they are just meat on the cutting board of the new rich.
With a clang, the heavy iron door of the cell was opened, and a ray of light could be projected in through the open iron door, bringing a ray of light to this cell that was always dark and damp.
A man walked into the cell, and when he took off his wide-brimmed hat, Kovar jumped to the corner as nimbly as a rabbit.
"You...you...are..."
Koval pointed at the visitor in disbelief, with a look of fear and shock on his face.
The visitor covered his nostrils in disgust and said with a smile: "This is definitely not a place where a count should stay."
"Devil, no, come quickly!" Koval shouted with all his strength.
"My Lord Earl, you'd better save some energy." The visitor said brazenly, "Even if you scream, no one will ask you. By the way, I am Bieber Lincoln, no, my name is Bieber now.
Burr Thompson is one of the five judges appointed by the Freedom Commission to try political prisoners, and this prison is under my jurisdiction."
The person who came was none other than Bieber Lincoln, a former aristocrat who had disappeared from the public for a long time. His name represented evil in Genoa. He had majesticly become a big figure in the new regime, which shows that his methods were extremely clever.
When Bieber-Lincoln put on his top hat again, his face changed again, becoming a serious yet bookish scholar. This was his official face walking among the upstarts of the Holy City in his new identity.
.
But Koval was frightened, and he shuddered when he thought about the evil crimes Lincoln had committed.
Lincoln was very satisfied with the effect.
"Earl, I miss my hometown very much. I believe you must feel the same about the current situation." Lincoln said.
"Do you still dare to go back?" Count Koval scolded.
Before he became a member of the House of Lords, Lincoln was a frequent visitor to the Koval family, and the earl was very fond of this learned and talented young man.
"Of course, someone will not welcome me back." Lincoln nodded and admitted, "Except for him, I don't take anyone seriously. I have to admit, for the first time in my life, with someone
I took a wrong look."
"Bieber, you appeared in front of me just to say this?" Count Koval hesitated, "I don't know if you are demonstrating or expressing your unwillingness?"
"Haha, you don't have to be sarcastic. I've always been very conceited, but that doesn't mean I don't respect my opponents." Lincoln said, "I once regarded Sean as my friend, and he must have been the same. This is a kind of sympathy.
.But this cannot change my position. All those who stand in my way will pay the price of death."
"If you want to deal with Sean, I'm afraid I can't help you." Count Koval said, "Not even the Salamans can."
"Tiger of Europa? Look how the newspapers brag about his military exploits." Lincoln said in a mocking tone, "The savior you expected is now maintaining a tacit understanding with the Tulip Party, and he may have forgotten your existence.
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Lincoln threw away several newspapers, and Count Koval grabbed them eagerly.
Newspapers published endless articles praising Sean's military exploits and almost regarded him as the savior of Europa. A message was revealed between the lines: Sean Connery was a supporter of the new regime.
Count Koval was not surprised, he just couldn't guess Lincoln's intention.
However, he seems to understand that the Tulip Party members have not really done anything bad to him so far. The reason is probably because Sean has now grown into a political force that cannot be ignored, especially since he controls an army.
"Well, you have also seen my current fate. Do you want me to kneel at the feet of you, a devil, and cry for mercy?" Count Koval said sarcastically.
"No, no, I just want to make a deal with you, that's all." Lincoln shook his head.
"What do you want?" Count Koval asked.
"I want to see him ruined," Lincoln said.
"Sean has nothing for you to criticize. Is it because he hooked up with a widow? Well, I almost forgot. From this point of view, he is still your love rival." Count Koval sneered.
"It seems that the noble Earl is a little tired of the monotonous life here." Lincoln said lightly, "I need to find someone to loosen your bones. It just so happens that the equipment is complete. I think the Earl will not be disappointed."
Koval put away his smile and said in shock: "You can't do this."
"No, this is just dessert before our official transaction." Lincoln turned and left.
A few minutes later, a group of jailers broke into the cell, and Count Koval was thrown into the torture chamber.
Soon, a hoarse and painful cry came from the execution chamber.