I Will Be The Crowned King

"Da da da!"

A crisp knock sounded from outside the box.

Lisa, who was quietly sitting on the chair, retracted her gaze from the window, and looked at the door with her calves dangling:

"Who?"

It was quiet for a while outside the door, only to hear a rustling movement and low-pitched, whispering voices.

"Cough!" A slightly heavy middle-aged male voice sounded:

"Hello, we are the flight attendants of the Steel Sky; can you please open the door, we want..."

"A flight attendant?!"

Lisa said in surprise, "Are you here to deliver lunch?"

"...Yes!" The middle-aged male voice hesitated: "So please..."

"What's for lunch today?!"

Lisa interrupted cheerfully.

"Uh……"

This time, the voice outside the door pondered for a long time, and the rustling movement became more obvious: "There's garlic sausage...beef stew in tomato sauce...butter bread...ah! And oyster soup."

"Oh oh oh... It's all stuff that Lisa has never eaten! It sounds delicious!"

Lisa applauded cheerfully, her cheeks were flushed with excitement, and she said in a very embarrassed tone:

"But Lisa promised not to open the door - can you leave your food outside the door?"

"..."

This time it was completely quiet outside the door.

At the same time, the storage room in the back kitchen of the dining car is also "same" quiet.

"Mr. Draco Wirster, I think you owe me an explanation."

Anson, with a kind face, maintained the least restraint, and looked down at the "novelist" in front of him with a graceful smile.

"Uh...hahaha...I think so too."

Draco, who was squatting in the corner with his head in his hands, reluctantly laughed twice, his slightly trembling eyes, constantly looking at Anson's face and the muzzle of the gun fixed on his forehead:

"Then, where do we start... ah!"

The gun slammed into his forehead.

"Two things." Ansen said coldly:

"Why are you looking for me, and who those people are - let's talk about the previous one first."

"Okay..." Draco, who smiled reluctantly, pursed his lips:

"I didn't find you on purpose; believe me, I haven't told you a lie since the moment we met - name, identity, ticket, purpose...all true!"

"Of course, I also understand your current doubts and vigilance. To a certain extent, this is also my purpose... er... The cause and reason are very complicated to explain. Simply put, I need your help!"

"Not only that, but I also have to make sure that you really have the ability to help me - don't hit me! I know I'll be beaten for saying this, but it's true, if you're just an ordinary officer taking your family to the capital , I really don't want to cause you any trouble!"

"But it turns out you're not, right? Whether it's finding problems in my whereabouts and words, or how calm you are with those guys, you're not a normal person—and I...now...really...very Need help from people like you!"

"It's too much, it's unreasonable, it's inexplicable - but a person who is about to die has to be caught for any life-saving straw, right?"

He twitched his choked nose, mainly because he spoke too quickly and was a little deprived of oxygen: "Are you satisfied with this explanation?"

The indifferent Anson pondered for a few seconds:

"second question."

"They are officers of the Guards." Draco said quickly:

"The so-called Guards are the most elite professional army in the Clovis Kingdom - of course, it was in the past. For the past ten years, they have been in charge of the defense and security of the royal capital, and most of the time they have been maintaining law and order in the streets and dealing with riots. belong……"

"I know what they do!"

Anson interrupted him, and suddenly another shot hit him on the forehead.

"Then... ah!" Draco's mouth twitched in pain:

"Long story short, the security in the royal capital has been getting worse in recent years; from the beginning, it was barely able to see through, and now it is; facing the city of Clovis, which has a population of 800,000, the guards are getting more and more powerless."

"So the Privy Council promulgated the "City Public Administration Act" - preparing to dismantle the Guards and form a more professional security team."

"But the Guards didn't plan to just wait to die, they were always looking for ways to prove themselves or resist." Looking up at Anson, Draco said in a low voice:

"And their 'method' is to pull big people into the water, and at the same time create some cases that can alarm the entire kingdom, so that the new security team formed by the Privy Council is in a hurry, and they have to rely on them."

Um?

"This... isn't this courting death?"

An Sen was stunned for a moment and blurted out.

Blackmailing a powerful person, and doing things during the war... Even if they can survive the present, are the people who made this decision really not afraid of being settled by the autumn queen?

"Who said no?" Draco sighed and shook his head:

"But a person who is about to die needs to be caught for any life-saving straw, right?"

Anson ignored him and continued to ask coldly:

"But what does this have to do with you?"

Draco blinked and looked at Anson with a meaningful "you know" smile:

"I'm a storyteller for newspapers, and I'm going around for the next story, and I'm still an amateur detective... ah!"

Another shot, this time on his chin.

"If you talk like that again, I'll put the barrel of the gun in your mouth next time." Anson said rudely:

"Do you have evidence of their extortion?"

"I also know their next plan." Draco nodded vigorously:

"They're going to direct and act out a big train robbery - from murder to stealing goods, the plot is complete - remember the three officers, according to the script, they will be the 'first witnesses' of the case; as for me Well, hehehe..."

It's the guy who takes the blame for the blame, right... Anson nodded, it's not hard to guess.

With a self-deprecating chuckle, Draco sighed silently, and gradually put away his smile with a serious expression: "Dear Your Excellency Anson Bach~www.readwn.com~ I know how excessive my previous behavior was, I I also know that you have no obligation to help me."

"So if you really don't want to be involved in this matter, then you can just stand by and watch - with your ability and your status as an army officer, the Guards will not do anything to you."

"On the luggage rack of your box there is my suitcase with all the evidence I've collected about the extortion of the Guards - they'll be there to find it, just pretend you don't know anything and give it to them That's it."

Spreading his hands, Draco sighed and lowered his head.

Anson was stunned.

"You just said... You put all the evidence in that box?"

"Well, that's right."

"Then they will come to the door to find them?"

"Probably? As long as they're not utterly stupid, although they're already stupid."

Draco, who was sighing, raised his head and looked weakly at Anson, who looked as if something was wrong:

"What's up?"

...... A few minutes later, Anson, who was forcibly dragging Draco, ran all the way and hurried back to the box.

Then I realized that I was still one step behind.

The box door that was forcibly smashed open screamed "creaky", and two strong men in half-old coats collapsed in the box, next to Lisa, who hugged her shoulders angrily.

Seeing the figures of the two people outside the door, Lisa's expression brightened in front of her eyes, in addition to being surprised, she was also faintly proud:

"Anson, you're back!"

"These guys...they lied to Lisa, tried to force their way into the box, and wanted to catch Lisa."

"So Lisa killed them all!"