In the secret basement of a warehouse in the backyard of a bakery in Poitou, seven people were sitting around dim candlelight.
The leader is a man wearing a clown mask. When he speaks in a serious tone, if there is an eighth person present, it will definitely feel funny and weird.
In addition to the clown, the other six people are also wearing various masks. The shapes of the masks correspond to the zodiac signs of tiger, ox, horse, sheep, snake and rat. Such masks can be bought everywhere in the streets and alleys.
The senior members of this mask call themselves Mr. Tiger, Mr. Ox, Mr. Horse, Mr. Sheep, Mr. Snake and Mr. Rat respectively.
The tiger represents force, the ox represents materials and support, the horse represents transportation and logistics, the sheep represents propaganda, the snake represents assassination and destruction, and the rat represents intelligence.
These seven people are the top seven members of the illegal organization True God Party in Poitou.
This is a secret meeting. Except for the clown who is the leader and has the identities of all members, the other senior members do not know each other's true identities.
"First of all, I would like to thank you for your hard work and excellent work, we successfully saved our brother.
This was a feat, the most perfect action of our great True God Party since its establishment, which greatly shocked those vultures and corrupt classes.
At the same time, this also greatly attracted the attention of the civilians. Although they could not express it verbally, we know that in their hearts they wanted to cheer for this feat.
You are heroes! I am proud of you. Because of the selfless dedication of heroes like you, the glory of the holy goddess will shine throughout Europe!"
The clown gave an inspiring speech.
"Long live the true God!" Six senior members praised in unison.
The clown stretched out his hands, pressed down and said:
"Everyone, while the situation is good, we must be highly vigilant. Those government hawks are always trying to find us and make us accept the naturally unequal and unfair trial. Please be cautious in the future. I will not put people on trial without any reason.
When you all gather together, you will only have one-way communication."
Mr. Tiger responded: "Yes, the secret police are like poisonous snakes, they don't want to bite us all the time."
"I don't believe that this newly created minion organization can do any harm to us. Besides, if any one of us is caught, the entire party will not be destroyed." The member wearing a sheep head mask said to the clown, "Messenger
Sir, the single-line connection you have been emphasizing is indeed an excellent strategy. This allows our God Party to maintain extremely high concealment."
The Joker is their leader, but in the entire True God Party, he is only the messenger sent by the highest level, the messenger of the Statue of Liberty.
The clown nodded: "So, except that I can gather you senior members together at once, even if any of you can contact me, I will usually choose another place to meet you. This is not only to ensure safety, but also
For the long-term development of our business.”
"Mr. Messenger, please excuse me, how many members does our True God Party have now?" Mr. Ma asked.
The clown glanced at Mr. Ma and said:
"Our members are all over Europe, and all of them have noble sentiments that are willing to selfless and sacrifice everything, including their lives, for the magnificent freedom! Now our south is like a huge powder keg, the people are oppressed, and their
Anger will ignite this powder keg and bury the entire world."
"However, I heard that there have been some changes in the people of Genoa recently, and some people even have illusions about the governor." Mr. Rat said.
Mr. Snake responded: "Because Viscount Sean Connery proposed a tax cut, and unexpectedly the Governor actually agreed. This has a bad impact on our publicity, so I propose to kill Viscount Connery.
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"No, no." Mr. Ma objected. His voice sounded quite old, "Don't act rashly at this juncture."
"Why not counterattack?" Mr. Tiger said, "As Mr. Messenger said, the South is a tinderbox. All we have to do is light this tinderbox, but tax cuts are like wetting the gunpowder."
"Assassinating a viscount is too big a move." Mr. Ma said with concern. He shook his head, "I still agree to lie dormant for a while."
Several people looked at Mr. Ma and thought he was strange today. No one could see the expression behind Mr. Ma's mask:
"I'm just discussing the matter! Please don't doubt my loyalty and love for the Statue of Liberty."
"You are a little unusual today. Usually you are more aggressive than me." Mr. Snake said coldly. Mr. Rat, who had been silent, spoke:
"Mr. Ma, please explain where you went the night before yesterday?"
"I didn't go anywhere, I just slept at home!" Mr. Ma's tone changed, "Are you following me?"
"In the True God Party, you and I are at the same level. I have no right to follow you. If I don't know your true identity outside, I can't follow you. But..." Mr. Rat pointed at the clown, "Mr. Messenger gave it to me.
Authorized!”
Mr. Ma suddenly jumped up, took out a dagger from his arms, and stabbed the clown. The clown's right hand grasped the hand holding the dagger like lightning. The clown's strength was so great that he could not pull it back.
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The clown made no other moves, just stared indifferently at the traitor in front of him.
Mr. Rat then said again: "Actually, I wasn't following you at all. I just deceived you because I suspected you. I didn't expect that you couldn't calm down and jumped out."
Mr. Ma suddenly let go of the hand holding the dagger and covered his right rib, where a dagger was inserted. This was the work of Mr. Snake sitting on his right.
Mr. Snake stirred violently and pierced Mr. Ma's spleen, and a bloody smell filled the entire secret room.
The clown took out a handkerchief, wiped his right hand, and threw the handkerchief onto Mr. Ma's body.
Tigers, cows, and sheep are in a daze.
"The origin of the three carriages disguised as mail carriages used to rob the execution site was revealed. The original business name marks on them were not removed. The secret police followed the clues and found him. He was taken away by the secret police the night before yesterday. He was taken away by the secret police early yesterday morning.
He was released. He is a traitor." The clown explained.
"Mr. Messenger, how do you know? What about our gathering this time?" Mr. Sheep asked.
"Don't worry, the secret police wanted to catch a big fish in the long run and did not immediately arrest us. I have other accurate sources of information. Besides, this is an impromptu rally. When you arrived at the last location, I
If we change the location, no one will be able to find it. The owner of this bakery will go out of business early tomorrow morning." The clown said slowly, his tone was full of confidence, making several subordinates feel at ease.
"Then what do we do next?" someone asked.
"Stand still! The true God will eventually come, and now it's just the darkness before dawn!" The clown said calmly, "Then, let's break up the meeting now and pay attention to safety."
Several people walked out of the back door of the bakery, which was an east-west alley in a residential area. However, the main entrance faced the street, and the alley was criss-crossed by alleys.
The clown wore a high-collared cloak with the brim of his hat pulled low. When he walked out of the alley, he had no mask on his face, but wore a thick fake beard.
At this time, there are still people returning from the night on the street, and some shops and pubs are still open. If you are still walking on the street in another two hours, it will definitely attract the attention of the patrol police, especially in this tense atmosphere.
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The clown suddenly stopped at the corner of an intersection, turning half sideways as if to light his pipe to avoid the wind.
He found that a muscular man thirty meters behind him suddenly stopped and walked over after a slight hesitation.
The clown struck a match, but it seemed that the match was of poor quality and could not light.
"Sir, can I borrow a fire?" the clown asked the approaching man.
"No problem." The man stopped and put a hand into his pocket. What he took out was not a match, but a dagger.
However, the clown had anticipated this and kicked him out, knocking him into the alley next to him.
This kick was so heavy that the man grunted, jumped up from the ground quickly, and rushed towards the clown.
The clown's figure changed very quickly, and he easily dodged the man's attack. The man was not discouraged, but his spirits were high. He turned around and stared at the clown as if he were looking at gold coins.
"You have good skills, but as a rebel, your fate is doomed." The man said excitedly, and he pulled out a pistol from his armpit, "Don't worry, I have loaded the ammunition, do you want to try it?
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"Your accent sounds like you are from the Holy City? Are all the secret police in Poitou from the Holy City?" the clown stood up and asked.
"So what?" the man smiled eerily, "otherwise, how could Governor Byrne establish a secret police station so quickly? This has been planned for a long time, and your appearance has given him a ready opportunity. Now.
, Surrender to me.”
"Okay, I surrender." The clown slowly raised his hands, while a mysterious smile gradually appeared on his face.
"You...you...are...a bloodthirsty person!"
The man's eyes widened in horror and he fired subconsciously.
The sound of gunfire broke the tranquility of the night.
The clown's figure mysteriously disappeared, and the man fell to the ground with a dagger stuck in his neck.
At dawn, Governor Byrne personally inspected the murder scene. Thomas Daley, deputy chief of the Genoa Patrol Group and chief of the secret police, introduced the case:
"We found a lead shot at the scene with blood stains on it. When resisting our spies, the rebels must have been shot. Sherman is my master. He has received strict training in the Holy City and can
It was a surprise to escape from him and kill him.
I have told all the spies about this clue and asked them to pay close attention to whether anyone has treated anyone with gunshot wounds in the clinics and pharmacies in the past two days, or customers who have purchased medicine to treat gunshot wounds. In addition, we have
Informants will also pay close attention to whether they have seen anyone who has suffered trauma."
"Thomas, although I didn't catch the leader of the rebel party, I am very satisfied with your work. The rebel members are now frightened." Byrne nodded, "I will allocate another sum of money to you, and be sure to send your
The intelligence network is established, work hard!"
"Yes, Your Excellency!" Dai Li smiled and straightened his waist.