blackstone code

Chapter 1966

The Minister of War and the cook lived in the same cabin, and the cook looked up and down at the gardener in front of him with a puzzled expression.

"I haven't seen you before, when did you come?"

By "come" he meant to enter into the estate of the Secretary of War.

Cook, gardener, butler, the three special occupations of noble manors, are also true confidantes of nobles.

There is no need to say more about the housekeeper. He already has the blood of an aristocratic family, even if it is weak, it is trustworthy.

If you don't trust someone, you can't sit in this position. To some extent, a noble steward is equivalent to the third, fourth, or fifth place in the family's power ranking.

If there are some big stewards with special identities, their power may be second only to the patriarch of the family.

The same is true for the cook. Every day, what the nobles eat and drink must go through the hands of the cook.

If the cook could be easily bribed, then this family would have been wiped out in the long river of history long ago.

The cooks of many aristocratic families are also "hereditary", and their loyalty is guaranteed.

The importance of the gardener is actually second only to the cook, because the gardener is only responsible for gardening flowers and other work in a literal sense.

But this job is definitely not that simple, because they will often go to every room in the manor that has plants.

Except for a very few rooms, such as the study of the head of the family or the patriarch, and the vaults used to store valuables, which need to be entered under supervision, or cannot be entered.

They can go in any other room, because most of the rooms will have flowers.

If you can't be trustworthy, how can you let them go into all the houses every few days?
Because of the particularity of these three professions, when the cook saw the gardener in front of him, he was immediately curious.

When did such a gardener come to the manor, why is there no news about him?

Facing the cook's question, the Minister of War froze for a moment.

Along the way, no one knew his identity. Unexpectedly, when he entered the cabin, a cook noticed the problem.

But he quickly came back to his senses, "I'm the gardener at the mistress's house, and I've only been here for two days."

The cook suddenly showed a clear expression, and nodded a little arrogantly, "I mean, if you are the gardener of this family, it is impossible for me not to have seen you."

Talking and smiling, he closed his eyes, looking superior.

He didn't want to talk, so the Minister of War naturally wouldn't be too troublesome.

Then many people came on board.

Before entering the cabin, the people on board greeted each other, and no one was allowed to leave the cabin until the destination.

Eating, drinking, and defecation are all in the cabin, and they can only come out after arriving at the place.

During this process, the Minister of War affirmed his own judgment that these people were all federal people, and they were still his "old acquaintances".

When the anti-government armed forces were encircled and suppressed in the Ameria region, they were hired by Blackstone Security.

Blackstone Security is not a miscellaneous army, it is backed by the federal and federal military, and it is very formal.

On their clothes, collars, cuffs, and chests, there are Blackstone safety badges, and here he also saw those Blackstone safety badges.

It's Lynch's people who are engaged in smuggling and smuggling here.

But the more he was like this, the less he dared to reveal his identity, because he heard that Empress Feilin was now Lynch's adopted daughter.

If he reveals his identity, he will end up miserable.

Some people don't know the horror of Lynch, but he knows that small part!
For three days in a row, he didn't leave the cabin, and even deliberately ate as little as possible, which would make him look more depressed.

This helps him hide himself better.

The cook in the cabin was not at all curious about the old man who slept all day, and the capable and smart ones left long ago.

The rest of these are incompetent and not smart enough.

After floating in the sea for three days, the battleship finally docked, and the docked place was in Nagalil.

All the stowaways breathed a sigh of relief as the sailor slammed on the door for everyone to leave with their belongings.

Everyone in every cabin came to the deck. They had to gather first, then they were called, and finally they were let out.

The Minister of War was hunched over, and his mental outlook was poor due to hunger, as if he was sick.

He looked around and found that some sailors were holding guns, which made him a little uneasy.

But the noise from the port made him hopeful for the future!

"Next, the person I named, please yell 'to', and stand on my left with your personal belongings."

"After we confirm our identities, you can leave one by one."

"If someone doesn't cooperate..." The sailor smiled, "Then he will definitely regret coming to this world!"

"Okay, I'll start the roll call next, please pay attention to the names I call."

"..."

"To!"

"..."

The five people moved away from the crowd with their luggage. After checking their identities, two field agents unexpectedly issued them a temporary pass, and then let them disembark.

With the mutual cooperation of the Federation and the New Federation, Nagalil has begun to register the identity of residents in the west of Nagalil.

It may be extended to the whole of Nagalil in the future.

So now there is no temporary pass, which is not very convenient in the central and western part of Nagalil.

The safe departure of the five gave the others more expectations. Everyone cooperated very well and the process went smoothly.

The Minister of War has been suppressing the restlessness in his heart, he always tells himself, soon, soon!

But at the end, when they were the only ones left, the officer put down the list in his hand.

This made the Minister of War suddenly feel a little bad. He didn't show it, but lowered his head and hid his anxiety in his heart.

His eldest son also realized that something was wrong at this time, and took the initiative to stand up, "Why don't you let us leave?"

The officer smiled, "You are different from others..."

This sentence also made the Minister of War realize that the previous group of people did not arrive safely, but were controlled.

This made him a little scared, but he also hid some luck.

Their target is themselves, and now they have not been exposed, and at the same time they sent out a big fish - his son's family!
So, is it possible for insignificant people like myself to be free?
He wasn't sure, but he thought there was hope, which was why he sent his eldest son's family to leave at the same time as him.

He hoped that these people could focus on the island's "self" and his son's family instead of focusing on his current identity.

The eldest son's protest and dissatisfaction finally resulted in a few black muzzles, and he closed his mouth in good time.

Their family, and other servants, were detained separately.

The place of detention is in a house next to the port of Nagalil.

The house originally belonged to the customs of Nagalil, and now the port of Nagalil has been fully taken over by the Federation, and the New Federal Port Authority of Nagalil has also been established.

The new port authority is located closer to the center of the port, next to the port police station.

This building was bought by Lynch at a very low price and used as the port office of Blackstone Security in various regions.

Because Blackstone Security, including Blackstone Capital and Light of Tomorrow Investment Company, itself involves the transportation of bulk materials and arms, it is necessary to have offices in various ports to deal with some possible problems.

This building was not small in the first place, but now it is even bigger after being rebuilt.

The Minister of War saw the servants who had been sent here before. His expression was terrific, and with his crooked body at this time, he looked like a cruel old dog.

That night, the people in charge here gathered their newcomers together.

"I know you are from Gefra, and I know that you are from the estate of the Secretary of War."

"I know someone between the Minister of War and you has a special relationship. He will let you send some messages back after you arrive here."

"I need that special person to stand up and send back the message you agreed upon."

"If you are willing to cooperate, then after the matter is over, not only will you be free, but you will also get an extra sum of money."

"If you are unwilling to cooperate, it doesn't matter, we have plenty of means to make you speak."

"Now you have five minutes to think, to weigh."

"Of course you can also report on each other. If no one comes forward after 5 minutes, all of you will be punished."

The officer of Blackstone Security had a smile on his face, and his eyes kept scanning these people.

The Minister of War has been cursing Lynch crazily in his heart, but on the surface, he still looks like that.

If he stands up and doesn't say the fact that he may be exposed, if he sends the information as agreed.

Then the next class of housekeepers will arrange for his other children and family members to come over. If these people also fall into Lynch's hands, the whole family will be almost finished.

But if he sends the wrong message, and the next group of people don't come, Lynch's anger will be cast on him, and he will become more conspicuous!

Now his only thought is that there is a loophole in his plan, he should arrange another person to deliver the news, not just himself!

I regretted it a bit, but saying this at this time was useless.

Five minutes passed quickly, and one of the servants was pushed out of the crowd, and he was pushed to sit on a chair.

And his arm was fixed on a special iron table.

There was definitely a place on the table for the palm of the hand, and the five fingers were all separated.

Below the fingers, there are small hollows.

The officer took out a nail and pointed it at his ring finger, "Tell me, are you the one who delivered the message?"

The servant cried and said that it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't know what message to convey.

The officer shook his head slightly, "That's not the answer I want."

He raised his hammer and smashed it down hard!
The nail pierced the finger in an instant, pierced the bone, and from the bottom of the finger, it looked like it was growing in the finger!
The skin was so tightly wrapped around the nail that not even blood flowed out.

But the servant was screaming!
(End of this chapter)