blackstone code

Chapter 1965

"People's attention is now focused on the Penteo home war, this is the best time for us to leave!"

In the cloakroom, the Minister of War put on the slightly sour clothes with the help of his servants. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at his own image.

No one, including himself, can connect the current him with the inherent impression of the Minister of War.

The butler was on the sidelines to help him deal with some details. At this time, the Minister of War was acting as the gardener in his own estate.

Looks like he's well disguised!

"After I leave, I will trouble you to keep an eye on the affairs here, and I will contact you immediately when I arrive at the place..."

The Minister of War's eyes shifted from himself in the mirror to the butler.

"At that time, you can go."

The butler bowed slightly, "I know how to do it, sir."

Stewards, especially those in great aristocratic families, are actually of family blood.

For example, the chief steward of the royal family is the elder brother of the former emperor.

The housekeeper of the Minister of War's family is one of his cousins.

Nearly ten years older than him, he was the housekeeper chosen by his father.

Because the housekeeper will be responsible for a lot of family's private affairs, no one can rest assured that they will be completely handed over to outsiders who are not related by blood.

In most cultures of the world, recognition and loyalty to bloodlines is considered a mainstream view.

In this way, the steward not only has a lot of power, but also won't do anything that hurts the family.

The Minister of War was still a little relaxed at this time, "Has the person already contacted?"

The housekeeper nodded and said yes, "Leave by boat at eleven o'clock tonight."

"Is there any accident?" He asked again.

In fact, it has been repeatedly confirmed several times in the past few days that the servant who left before has left safely.

But he still wanted to confirm again and again. He didn't seem worried at all, but he was actually a little scared in his heart.

After all, as long as he leaves the island, he cannot control his safety.

He is responsible for himself.

The butler gave a positive answer again, which made the Minister of War heaved a sigh of relief, "Then let's arrange it according to the plan!"

In the evening, at dinner, the eldest son of the Secretary of State for War was slightly concerned that the Secretary of State for War had not returned.

After the queen fled the island, the situation on the island deteriorated in an instant.

To explain it in a more popular saying now, the queen is no longer controlled by these traitors, and they no longer need to be careful.

And the Minister of War also talked about leaving, but he didn't show up today, which will inevitably make people feel a little surprised.

"Where did he go?"

After eating, the eldest son couldn't help asking, "Didn't we plan to leave together tonight?"

The butler who was standing by the wall of the restaurant bowed slightly, "Let's go tonight, the master will leave only after you are safe."

The children actually didn't know the meaning of this sentence, but their parents understood it.

The eldest son's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously clenched his fists, "Did something happen?"

The housekeeper shook his head slightly, "Nothing happened, please rest assured."

The eldest son wanted to call the Minister of War, but was stopped by the butler. He hesitated again and again and gave up the idea.

In the evening, the whole family is packing up their belongings.

The Secretary of State for War had previously instructed that the simpler the better.

At around nine o'clock, a quarrel broke out in the room on the west corridor on the second floor.

The door was left open, and the sound of quarreling spread, presumably to the effect that the wife of the eldest son of the Minister of War wished to bring her jewelry.

Some of those things were added by her husband, and some of them were brought from her own home, which were very valuable.

And many of them are custom-made or antique jewelry, once lost, there is no chance to get it back.

Near ten o'clock the eldest son, his wife, and their children appeared before the Secretary of War.

The eldest son's wife's face was a little red and swollen, and the eye sockets were also a little red and swollen. She was obviously slapped and her eyes were red from crying.

She used a lot of cosmetics, but she still couldn't cover it up well. The Minister of War just took a look and then looked away.

His current identity is a gardener, and the servants should not look directly at the female relatives for a long time.

The family in front of them didn't realize that the Minister of War was standing next to them as a gardener.

There are too many servants in the manor, they don't care about what a servant is called or what he looks like, that's not what they need to do.

The family and some servants arrived at the beach in two cars.

The person who connected him had arrived long ago, and he was a little dissatisfied with the group of people stepping on the spot, but after the butler promised "that car is for you", his dissatisfied face suddenly turned into a smile!
"It's just these people, right?" The smuggler raised its head high with a gas lamp, next to everyone's face.

He carefully observed everyone here, trying to find something.

The woman was very beautiful, but she was slapped, but even so she was still very beautiful, but because of the slap, she looked a little... a feeling he couldn't describe, and his heart was itchy.

The second man's expression looked a little unconvinced. He was in his thirties, and he was not the person he was looking for.

The third child, this is not the person I am looking for.

And then the next servants.

Before they get close, they can smell a slightly sour smell. The weather is getting hotter, and the climate in Gefra is very humid.

If you can't change and wash your clothes frequently, there will be a sour smell.

He observed everyone, including the Secretary of War, and had to say that the Secretary of War was very deceptive in his attire.

The snake head took a few steps back regretfully, "Take out all the things you carry with you, I want to check."

He looked at the butler, "If you have weapons on your body, it will be dangerous to me."

The butler nodded. Last time, he also checked the things that those people carried with them.

The woman was a little unhappy, but she took out the box and opened it.

There were not many jewels inside, but each piece was a fine product, which made the snakehead swallow two mouthfuls of saliva.

His greedy eyes lingered on the jeweler for a moment, then moved away.

The smuggler was satisfied that he had no weapons, not even a knife, which meant no danger, and he sent people aboard.

A very ordinary fishing boat, but it has been modified.

On the surface, it looks like a fishing boat and a fish cabin, but in fact, there is a separate space in the fish cabin.

"Put your luggage here, people go in."

The snakehead pointed to the place where the sailors lived on the deck, but he didn't explain why people and luggage had to be separated.

After a brief weighing, everyone did as he said, and then walked into the compartment one by one.

The space in the cubicle is not big enough for people to stand up high enough, about a dozen people can sit.

This time, there were only them and no one else, and the space was relatively open.

The eldest son of the Secretary of War chose to seat his wife and children near the door, considering the stale air in the compartment.

The air is a little better over there.

Just when they thought they were about to set sail, the snake head suddenly came in.

"I promised the gentleman outside to send you away, and I will definitely send you to the place safely."

"I won't bother you, but I don't want you to bother me either, so I'll sit with you."

As he spoke, he sat at the place closest to the small gate. The eldest son of the Minister of War did not want the child to get too close to him, so he had to let the child sit between the couple.

This also made his wife sit with the snake head.

He originally wanted to sit on the outermost side, but the space here is very small, and basically adults cannot adjust the seat after sitting down. At the same time, considering that he is alone, this place is full of "his own people". You" expression, acquiesced to such an approach.

As the speed of the fishing boat became faster and faster, the small door of the compartment was suddenly closed, saying that it was to avoid encountering patrols.

The Penteo people knew that many people were engaged in smuggling business. They were indeed catching smuggling at the beginning, but with the defeat of the local war, they began to seek benefits.

To catch a smuggled boat, either to extort a sum of money, or to swallow the whole boat by itself, this is the purpose of their patrols.

In order to avoid being discovered by these people, the small door of this Tibetan needs to be closed.

When it is closed, there is no small door here at all.

In the small space, it was pitch black, only the starlight in some wooden gaps and the lights on the ship could shine in.

The flickering gas lamp made the light flicker constantly in this small space.

Dirty air, bad smell, stench in the fish cabin, oppressive calm!
The snake head sniffed the faint fragrance around him, and he stretched out his hand to touch it.

The woman hid as if frightened, and made some noises.

"what happened?"

"I... no, it's nothing."

The journey was not long. After about two hours, the boat stopped.

Satisfied, the snake head opened the small door and walked out, and then everyone came out of the cubicle.

In front of them was a bigger ship, a warship!
The Minister of War narrowed his eyes slightly, and no one knew what was going on in his mind.

His eldest son glanced at his wife, who was arranging her clothes, but quickly turned his attention away from her as they needed to board the boat.

The hanging rope ladder is not so easy to climb. Fortunately, the rope ladder is only about six or seven meters high, and then there is the gangway.

After everyone worked hard to climb onto the warship, the small fishing boat disappeared into the night.

Entering the relatively comfortable room, the eldest son of the Minister of War looked at his wife and frowned slightly, "You have a strange fishy smell on your body, haven't you noticed?"

The woman's attention was not here at all, she opened her suitcase and screamed!

All her jewelry, gone!
(End of this chapter)