POW camp

Lindsay looked at it carefully for a while, and lightly added a few strokes of oil paint on the canvas.Suddenly, he saw a hand resting on the easel, and when he looked up, it was Morton, looking at him with a smile.

Lindsay quickly put down the brush: "Are you back?"

"What are you painting so seriously?" Morton walked around the easel and stood next to Lindsay. He saw that the one-meter-square canvas in front of him was actually a bust of himself. "How do you paint me? I can't see enough in front of you every day ?”

"Mr. Zhong Min said, let me draw a large portrait of a person. I am afraid that the drawing will not be good. He said that I should draw the most familiar person. I must have a feeling."

"That should also draw the two of us, standing side by side, like a wedding photo."

"Bah." Lindsay mouthed.

Morton kissed him on the cheek and sat down at the table to drink his tea.Lindsay went to the door, gestured to the attendants, asked them to make some supper, and came back and asked, "Did you have a good time at night? Why did you come back so late?"

"It's not fun." Morton sneered, "It's not just those, drinking, dancing, drunk and dreaming. The enemy is attacking the house, so it's hard for them to be interested."

"Then it's quite late today, the special envoy is leaving."

"That's right, on the last night, Hovis must come up with some programs to please the special envoy, and to speak kindly in front of the eldest princess."

"What program?" Lindsay listened with great interest and asked curiously.

Morton thought for a while, but still didn't say: "This can't tell you, you will learn to be bad."

Lindsay curled her lips in disdain: "I can guess it even if I don't say it, isn't it just those?" He sighed, as if caught in some kind of memory.

Morton knew that the things he experienced before he knew himself could never be regarded as good, so he gently took Lindsay's shoulder: "It's okay, I won't meet again in the future."

Lindsay pondered and asked: "Morton, I really don't understand, why do you...why like that kind of thing? Rape, gang rape, is it really a pleasure?"

"You're wrong, I don't like it." Morton thought about it carefully, "But to be honest, using these methods of torture is really effective, and some people who can't speak after being tortured will have a nervous breakdown once they use this method." .Horvis likes training, and Lauter likes that."

"What about you?" Lindsay stared into his eyes, "Do you use this method too?"

"That's not true, but it can't be called objection. After all, confession is the first priority. As long as it can make the prisoner confess, any trick will do." Morton said lightly, "I'm not a good man or a woman, and there are still necessary means. .”

"Oh." Lindsay lowered his eyelids, fiddled with the canvas, and raised his head after a while, "Then you will also use this... against your enemies in the future?"

"Enemies?" Morton smiled, "How can I have enemies?"

"...I mean those Ole soldiers..."

"That can't be regarded as an enemy. It can only be said that each is his master, and there is no personal grievance. I admire many of their soldiers."

"What if...you have enemies in the future?"

Morton looked deeply at Lindsay, wondering at his sudden stubbornness today, this topic must have made him sad again.He held Lindsay's hand and whispered, "Don't think about it, these have nothing to do with you, I won't let you get hurt again."

Lindsay forced a smile and nodded.

Seeing that he looked a little lonely, Morton wanted to change the subject, and suddenly said, "I think there is something wrong with Hovis."

"What?" Lindsay was really alert, "What's wrong with him?"

Morton was silent for a while, and said seriously: "Lindsay, I will be angry if you care about others so much."

Lindsay's face turned red all of a sudden, and he made gestures in a panic: "I'm not... I'm just..."

"Hehe." Morton laughed, pulled Lindsay and kissed him deeply, until he was a little out of breath, and then separated.Morton whispered close to Lindsay's ear: "The suit I bought for you must be worn tonight, huh?"

Lindsay, with a burning face, pushed Morton away and sat down in front of the canvas.

Morton sat down and stopped teasing him, just said: "Hovis, there is something abnormal about that prisoner named Lanting."

"how?"

Morton shook his head: "It's hard to say, it's just a feeling. You see, Ge Bo wanted to take Lan Ting for himself today, but he tried every means to get it back. I didn't see him being so attentive to the prisoners of war before, and he still paid attention to it. Killed a few."

"Maybe... maybe Lan Ting is too beautiful." Lindsay asked speculatively.

"Maybe. But beauty is not the most important thing. I think Hovis is in love with the stubbornness of the other party. You didn't see that today Lan Ting beat Laut's subordinate You Yong to death. It was really dazzling. Well, it’s no wonder Ge Bo is tempted. The more you can’t get it, the more you want it, and this time Hovis really worked hard.”

Just as Lindsay was about to ask, the voice of the guard came from outside the door: "Captain, the supper is ready."

Morton replied: "Got it." Turning to Lindsay, "Would you like to eat something with me?"

Lindsay shrugged and pointed to the canvas.

"Okay then, go ahead and draw me more handsome." Morton kissed his forehead and whispered, "Don't forget that suit."

"Bah." Lindsay mouthed again, smiling as Morton walked out.He turned to face the canvas, only to find that he couldn't draw any more strokes.

Ge Bo officially set off to leave Fancheng early the next morning, and Di Heng was in charge of escorting him in line.Before leaving, Ge Bo conveyed the emperor's just-delivered will, ordering the entire city of Fancheng to enter into a state of first-level combat readiness. Pedestrians must carry customs clearance certificates. There is a comprehensive curfew from [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m. the next day.

Howes took Ge Bo's hand, and sent him to the carriage reluctantly: "Old friend, you must come often, and don't forget to be in front of the eldest princess..."

"Haha, don't worry." Ge Bo lowered his voice, "Maybe it won't be long before you will be transferred back to the imperial capital."

"Thank you very much." Hovis said gratefully.

Several servants brought out the two male pets who were sleeping last night.Ami is fine, Kelan is still wearing the gauze dress from yesterday, but it looks like it has been put on hastily, and it has been torn in several places.The gauze was very thin, and it was easy to see that Kelan's delicate skin was covered with bruises, and his steps even staggered a little.The servant behind thought he was walking too slowly, so he simply lifted it up and put it beside the carriage.

"It's really good, Hovis." Gerber praised again and again, "It's so delicious, how did you train it? I can't hold back at all, especially the skill of the mouth, oh Hovis." He half-closed his eyes The eyes are full of aftertaste, "I played with all the utensils, and the sound, ah, I will be hard when I hear it."

"As long as you like it." Hovis said with a smile, "I believe this journey will not make you feel lonely." He hooked his fingers, and two soldiers brought a large box and put it on the kneeling Klan and Beside Ami, "These are some of the latest gadgets I ordered people to make. Use them on him, and you will hear more screams."

"Ah? Hahahaha." Ge Bo laughed and waved his arms, "Hovis, you are so fucking interesting, thank you very much!" He asked the soldiers to stuff the box into the large carriage, and greeted Mo Mo who was seeing him off together. Dun and Laut waved their hands casually, jumped into the carriage, and their heavy bodies became extremely light.

The coachman gave a password, and the carriage moved slowly, and Di Heng led the soldiers to follow closely.Ge Bo couldn't wait to pull Kelan into the carriage forcefully, and then the white gauze floated out of the car window, fell to the ground, and was quickly trampled by the running horses' hooves and mixed into the mud.

Hovis waved at the carriage from a distance.Lauter walked up to him: "It's really a superb method, it's admirable."

"So-so." Hovis said triumphantly, "Oh, Lauter, to be honest with you, I think you are really inferior to me when it comes to training slaves. For example, Kelan and Ami. At the beginning, I could tell at a glance who was more worthy of training, your Ami is too rigid."

Lauter sneered and listened to Hovis' nonsense. He actually wanted to satirize the other party's good at making money, but he didn't expect to be transferred to the topic of training by the flower peacock. He didn't like listening to these, and frowned impatiently.

However, Hovis didn't seem to notice this at all, and was still boasting: "My eyes are unique, and it's about appreciation and taste, whether it's a slave or a work of art. Ah, Captain Morton, you should know it very well." He pulled over Morton, "For example, Lindsay's paintings. Of course the exhibition is very successful, but only I can tell which one is the most perfect among so many paintings. I am Lindsay's bosom friend, right Morton."

Morton was stern and noncommittal.Hovis didn't think it was disobedient: "There is still jade, do you know? I looked at the rough stone and it was accurate. I just bought a big one recently. After cutting it, it turned out to be high green."

"Oh?" Lauter raised his eyebrows and became interested, "I didn't expect you to do research on this."

"It's okay, let's play in your free time, how about Lauter, come and visit my house?"

Lauter hesitated for a moment and said, "Of course." He turned and asked Morton, "Is the captain going?"

Morton shook his head, boarded the carriage and left.

"Really, always walking alone." Hovis looked at Morton's back and sighed.Lauter had already gotten into the carriage: "Can I go?"

It turned out to be full of imperial green, delicate and full of brilliance, and Lauter couldn't take his eyes off at a glance.He picked it up lightly, and sighed in admiration: "Not bad, it really is a good thing."

Hovis sat down calmly, picked up the glass and took a sip of the red wine, and said with a smile: "Since the lieutenant colonel likes it so much, why don't I give it to you?" Lauter was startled, and slowly put down the jade: "The director is so big. I don’t get paid for nothing, I’m afraid I can’t bear it.”

"Hey——" Hovis said earnestly, "I give it to you sincerely, and I hope you can accept it."

Lauter laughed, walked to the sofa and sat down: "No, no, no, a gentleman does not take what others like." Hovis sighed helplessly, "Lieutenant Colonel, do you have to ask me to explain? Oh, my new I feel really guilty for ruining your good deeds in front of the special envoy, the little thing who was trained, no, I would like to expressly apologize to you."

Lauter stared at Hovis for a moment, then slowly said: "Director Hovis, for a mere slave, you must be too hardworking."

Hovis was startled, then laughed, he stood up, walked a few steps, and said, "Well, nothing can trouble you, Lieutenant Colonel. Well, to tell you the truth, I have some goods in my hand, and I want to Smuggle them out of the city. You know, this place is in turmoil, and now the whole city is under martial law. It's not safe to keep my treasures here."

"I've heard that the captain has a lot of research on collections, and it seems that he has gained a lot."

"Haha, no, no, actually there are not many things, but they are very precious and fragile, so I have to use the most appropriate method."

Lauter took a sip of his wine, pondered for a while, saw Hovis staring at him intently, and smiled: "It's not been a day or two since the enemy captured Congling. Could it be that the director is only thinking of transporting things now?"

Hovis was at a loss for words, and he said after a long while: "Hey, I actually shipped out a batch, not long ago, I didn't expect that just after the arrangement was made, and I wanted to ship another batch, Ge Bo came and asked to seal the city. Old friend , I really can’t do anything now.” He looked very distressed, as if he really couldn’t do anything, “I’m just in charge of an intelligence agency, regardless of defense or army. High authority, even Prince Haiya depends on your face."

The high hat must have been sent over without any trace, and even Lauter couldn't help smiling, but he still said, "You can also find Morton, why come to me?"

"Oh my goodness." Hovis stood up eagerly, "Okay, old man, for that piece of law-abiding wood, he won't stab me to Prince Haiya? Prince Haiya hates this kind of wood the most. Well, I have to die. Don’t play with me. Can I be wrong this time? I beg you, show your hand, as long as I can get my things out of the city, you can say anything.” He paused "None of my things are worse than this piece of emerald. In this way, as long as you can safely transport the things out of Fancheng, I will give you a tenth of it. Not a lot, old man, anything is worth tens of millions ah."

"Three out of ten. Hovis, you know, I don't directly lead the defense, and I have to do some tricks, which is very troublesome."

"Two tenths, no more."

Lauter patted the armrest of the chair, stood up and said, "I'm afraid..."

"Three out of ten!" Hovis squeezed out the number between his teeth, his face contorted with grief, "deal."

Lauter nodded in satisfaction: "Okay. But it's okay, I'm only in charge of the city gate, and I don't care about things inside the city. If you make a mistake during the delivery..."

"Don't worry, there will be no problem." Knowing that there was no one around, Hovis scanned around, then approached Lauter, and whispered, "I dug a tunnel in the prisoner-of-war camp."

Lauter's eyes flashed, and he gave a thumbs up in admiration: "Okay, you, you must be playing tricks under my nose. You must have used some kind of classroom adjustment as a cover last time. You boy, you really have an idea."

Hovis let out a long sigh, and pretended to say, "I can't help it, no, something happened just after a batch was shipped out."

"Okay, that's it." Lauter picked up the hat and put it on his head, "You wait for my news." Hovis put the emerald in a box and held it in front of Lauter: "Please, please."

Lauter took it, turned and went out, and got into the carriage.

Cotto had been waiting in front of the door, Lauter beckoned, "Come up." Cotto sat across from him.Laut sneered: "I didn't expect Hovis to have such a skill, like borrowing my light to transport out his collection."

"Then will you do it for him?" Couto's tone was not as respectful as usual.

"Do it, why not? Thirty percent of the treasure is mine, but do it slowly, don't make it seem like it's easy, and make him feel that the [-]% is worth it." Lauter closed his eyes and looked determined.

"Where's that Lan Ting? Put it back? After all, you and Hovis are considered allies now, right?"

"What about others?"

"Still hanging in the empty field, Hovis is probably trying to calm you down."

"Then hang on, isn't he still dead?" Lauter said darkly, opening his eyes, "Is there any information over there?"

Coto handed him a document: "This is what it is so far. They hope that you can continue to suppress. They will delay the timing of the main force to send troops and give you time."

"Who is leading the army this time?"

"Blue Captain."

Lauter thought for a while: "Very good. If I can destroy the siege of Lan's Group and capture Lan Wei alive, it will be a great achievement. I want to participate in this battle. As for Hovis, let him hurry up and wait for me." Come back and talk about it."